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Chapter 428 - 428 246 Cool Blonde Lady (4000)_2

Chapter 428: 246 “Cool Blonde Lady” (4000)_2 Chapter 428: 246 “Cool Blonde Lady” (4000)_2 Of course, he had a vague premonition at this moment.

If he wanted to catch up on the Qi and skill aspects to match his ever-growing physical strength, he would likely have to focus on the three main mental methods and mysterious Southern Dipper secrets. Casio didn’t know what path he would end up on right now, but he hoped it wouldn’t lead to a dead end.

In the midst of his contemplation, his daily essential training in secret martial art of Demon Idol was nearing its conclusion. Casio slowly opened his eyes amidst his heavy and powerful breaths, his entire body drenched in sweat. Just as he was about to exhale and finish his cultivation, he suddenly noticed residual dark energy on his arm.

He slightly raised his hand, and the stream of energy dissipated immediately.

Casio waved his palm, feeling that this dark energy probably was waste matter from his body. When he first began cultivating the secret martial art of the demon idol, he often expelled this kind of black dirt. It hadn’t been there later on.

But now it appeared again, only in the form of an energy fog. Presumably, it was indeed an ominous sign before any changes happened in his kidneys.

In the afternoon, Feng Liusi brought some crucial intelligence.

In a living room, three people casually sat. Casio and Sheng Feinan were drinking tea, while Feng Liusi was lost in thought about something.

He absentmindedly scratched his chin as if looking for his beard, realized he had shaved it off and patted his leg.

Slap.

“What are you doing? Slap your own leg.”

Sheng Feinan, sipping his tea, cast him a glance and elegantly blew on the scalding tea. His chilling breath wafted into the teacup emitting a thin mist, instantly lowering the temperature.

Sheng Feinan took a satisfactory sip, he nodded.

It was just the right temperature.

The tea in Casio’s cup was also hot, but he was so thirsty after training that he didn’t care. Like an animal, he guzzled it down, finishing nearly the whole teapot. The hot water went down into his stomach, yet Casio didn’t feel anything at all. No reaction whatsoever.

He suddenly realized, could his stomach also be undergoing a mutation? So Casio turned his head and asked Sheng Feinan, who was still sipping his tea slowly, to blow some air into his teacup.

Casio wanted to try if he could feel anything with ice water?

While the two were squabbling, Feng Liusi, who had been in thought for a while, finally spoke up. “Just received news, last night, the Tulip Antique Exhibition in East Sea County’s Kura City was attacked by an unknown force. The defenders deployed by the Yun Quan Fist suffered a loss of one-third.” He paused for a moment, then continued, “Moreover, this unknown force seems not to belong to any organization…”

“So…another force has joined the fray.”

Casio, having finally got his sip of ice water, said.

“Hmm.” Feng Liusi nodded, “And more importantly, it’s unclear why Yun Quan Fist acted as they did. Might be they were provoked or they’re baiting. This morning, a highly valuable antique appeared in the Tulip Antique Exhibition. The Cupan Magic Box, a legendary treasure. It’s said to contain a disastrous energy that brings misfortune to everyone, and all the owners thus far have met unhappy endings. To date, no one has found a way to open the mystery box made of unknown material. It’s impervious to burning, cannon pounding, freezing…”

“Hmm, pretty mysterious, but what does that have to do with us? This Cupan Magic Box shouldn’t be a relic.”

Casio shrugged his shoulders. His goal right now was extremely clear, he just wanted to witness the magical secrets of the Southern Dipper.

As for the mysterious antiques and thousand-year-old treasures, none of them were attractive to him. In the Era of Retrospection, there weren’t any Obsession Antiques or Legendary Antiques that could help him absorb energy.

Snap, Feng Liusi suddenly snapped his fingers.

He turned his head to look at Casio,” Actually, it does have something to do with us. Because the people from the Tulip Antique Exhibition claim that inside the Cupan Magic Box is a piece of parchment. It could be a map, could be a memoir, could be a secret manual…”

“And the most important thing is, they traced the origins of the magic box. It’s suspected to have been passed down from a hidden ancient relic.” Feng Liusi gently drummed his fingers on the table, “Whether it’s true or not, we need to study this box thoroughly. And that Spiral Eyed Sword that appeared earlier…”

“Let’s not worry about the Red Vulture Fist for now, let these rascals handle themselves. We should head to East Sea County directly. We can’t wait any longer.”

Feng Liusi abruptly stood up.

His gaze slowly swept over Casio and Sheng Feinan.

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The next day, on the train from Windsor County to East Sea County. In the penultimate third carriage, the last row of seats. Three men, wearing sunglasses, hats, and matching black clothes, sat in the seats. They looked oddly like members of some gang.

In the pale yellow wooden carriage, rows of three-seater seats lined up from top to bottom, just like the desks in a school classroom.

Although Casio, Sheng Feinan, and Feng Liusi were in the same row, they were not on the same long seat. He sat alone in the right-hand seat by the aisle, while Sheng Feinan and Feng Liusi were on the left. One close to the window, the other close to the aisle.

In the middle sat a young man who looked rather apprehensive.

His black travel case rested on his lap.

The train bumped along its journey for a while and eventually smoothed out its ride, accelerating forward at a stable speed.

The young man, his knees propped against the travel case, shivered slightly. After a moment’s hesitation, he turned to Sheng Feinan and said,

“Um…little brother, could you close the window for me? The wind is a bit cold…”

Suddenly, the young man saw Sheng Feinan freeze in his actions, but he still nodded elegantly with a smile and closed the window.

Two minutes passed.

The young man began to toss and turn in discomfort as he felt a chill on his back. Cold air seemed to attack him from all over, causing his skin pores to stand on end. The young man looked around in bewilderment and found that most of the windows were closed.

How could it be so cold when the sun was still blazing outside?

Two more minutes passed.

The young man couldn’t take it anymore. His face was turning a bit white from the cold, his teeth tightly clenched, almost starting to shiver.

“Sir, could I squeeze through? Thanks…” The young man pushed his way from the middle seat to the aisle, his black travel case still in hand. He immediately felt a bit more spirited—the chill wasn’t as unbearable. He glanced at Casio sitting beside him and the two empty seats by the window. The young man slowly made his way to the empty seats.

“Miss, could you let me in…” It seemed a bit abrupt to address a beautiful woman like this.

“It was a bit too cold where I was sitting, and there are two seats available here…” he added.

No sooner had he spoken than the young man saw the cool blonde lady next to him shift back a little, opening up the aisle.

He quickly picked up his case with a bit of joy, walked in, and gladly started his second hauntingly profound sit-in.

Lawrence swore, he had never experienced such a torturous journey in his 27 years. Can you imagine the feeling of being stared down by a beast, like your heart being cruelly clutched? Lawrence felt like a prey on a spider web, desperately trying to flap his wings to escape, but to no avail. The ensuing vibrations even attracted the attention of the predator.

That invisible spider contented itself with simply spitting out its tough silk threads to wrap him in a white cocoon in the void. It patiently awaited its prey to give up struggling bit by bit until it suffocated.

Eventually, Lawrence even began to have hallucinations. He saw his mother, and his grandmother who had passed away long ago. Especially his grandmother, who was beckoning to him with a loving smile, as warm and friendly as ten years ago.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

Suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulder. Lawrence blankly raised his head to hear a deep baritone whisper in his ear.

“Young man, we’ve arrived.”

He looked over in a daze, only to see a slender blonde figure walk by him in the aisle, her stride calm, confident, and imposing.