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Chapter 176: Death Warrior: Shadow [seeking monthly ticket]

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Death Warrior: Shadow [seeking monthly ticket]

Going by the data, all ten seemed to be long-standing Advanced Pupils. At the bottom of the Essence Blood Vein hierarchy, they were managing some ordinary and mundane people.

"So they have people under them?" asked Wang Zijia, frowning: "What level are you?"

Seeing this, Liu Chengyu’s body shivered. He said, "Yes, each one of them represents a small unit. However, the people they developed do not belong to the Dark Hall."

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows, contemplating for a moment, and seemed to understand the scheme for the most part.

That is to say, these covert children used the identity of Wanyu Sect’s disciples to gather a group of people. On the surface, it appeared as a brotherly relationship among members of the Sect. However, they may have used a method, a spell, or even a handle to control these people and work for them.

These workers only knew that the other party was involved in some borderline grey activities, but they didn’t know that these people were the covert children from the Bone Soul Sect.

"So controlling these people will allow us to control information channels of the Blood Hidden Group from the grassroots level, right?" Wang Zijia concluded.

"Our Blood Hidden Group consists of five subgroups. I am only a part of one, and the other four were developed by the assistant faction leaders over the years." Liu Chengyu nervously and cautiously explained.

"Alright, I understand!" Wang Zijia said. Then, with a flip of his hand, an illusory card surfaced out of nowhere.

He threw the Charm Summon card at Liu Chengyu. The card transformed into a streaming light and entered Liu Chengyu’s body.

Watching this happen, Liu Chengyu froze. He wanted to resist instinctively but managed to control himself with great willpower. However, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, what is this...?" Liu Chengyu asked nervously.

"Look at you, so timid. You weren’t this scared when you were a covert child, were you?" Wang Zijia glanced at him and said dismissively: "If the old Taoist wanted to do anything to you, there wouldn’t be a need for such trouble."

"This is a Hidden Faction Shadow identity. Having this, you will be regarded as a Hidden Faction disciple. Consider it a way for the Sect to redeem your sins."

Hearing this, Liu Chengyu looked at Wang Zijia in bewilderment and asked anxiously, "I, a Hidden Faction disciple? Senior... My Martial Uncle doesn’t plan to execute me?"

"Heh, don’t celebrate too soon. Once you enter the Hidden Faction Shadows, you remain one for life. You must complete any issued tasks. Should you fail, you bear the consequences." Wang Zijia glanced at Liu Chengyu indifferently before adding.

Hearing this, Liu Chengyu instantly understood what Shadows meant. It was probably a type of disposable pawn or a black glove within the Sect, meant to do the dirty and tiring work.

"Disciple thanks Martial Uncle for granting amnesty. Back then, I had no other option, it’s why I made such a huge mistake. Now..." Understanding his situation, Liu Chengyu knelt down in excitement and began to speak.

"Enough. As a member of the Shadows, don’t concern yourself with past matters; only the future is important. You needn’t keep up this façade in front of me. It’s tiring just watching." Before Liu Chengyu could finish, Wang Zijia waved his hand to stop him and said:

"Call your symbol with your Mind – it’ll appear in your mind, imperceptible to outsiders. Inside it are the Shadow’s guidelines and essentials, and the general rules of the Hidden Faction."

"Apart from that, the symbol also has the function of transmitting messages. However, to send a message, you need to know the Hidden Faction number of the other party as well as the relevant permissions. Currently, you only have permission to submit information to me."

While listening to Wang Zijia’s words, Liu Chengyu called upon his Identity Order Symbol and began to examine it.

Wang Zijia watched him fiddle with the Charm Summon card and reminded him, "Your symbol number is your Shadow identity. Whether it’s the Shadows or the normal Hidden Faction disciples in the Vein, all interactions are made using code names. Real identities must not be revealed."

"Yes, I understand! From now on, I will devote myself to serving my Martial Uncle!" Liu Chengyu pledged his loyalty once again.

"There’s no need to serve me. All you have to do is complete the tasks from the Vein, and you’ll be safe. Otherwise..." Wang Zijia glanced at him and said, "Trust me, you’d wish you never had the opportunity to repent today."

At this, Liu Chengyu trembled. Remembering the terrifying torment he went through in the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain, he immediately responded, "Yes! I’ll remember that!"

"Alright, let’s go and meet your subordinates. If all goes as planned, they will be your Shadow subordinates from now on." As Wang Zijia spoke, he started to walk away.

Liu Chengyu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Subordinates?"

"You didn’t seriously think the old Taoist took a liking to you and decided to treat you so well, did you?" Without the slightest intention of keeping it a secret, Wang Zijia looked back at Liu Chengyu and bluntly said, a faint smile on his face.

A shiver ran down Liu Chengyu’s spine as he finally grasped what it meant to be a Shadow. It was similar to a sacrificial pawn, and most of the members were disciples who had made grave mistakes and had major sins on their conscience. Therefore, the requisites for joining weren’t strict, implying a high mortality rate!

A department like this, with such origins, would definitely be the Sect’s black glove, meant to handle dangerous matters.

Without paying any more attention to the pensive Liu Chengyu, Wang Zijia turned around to head outside.

Seeing this, Liu Chengyu immediately followed.

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A moment later, the two of them crossed several blocks and stopped in front of a courtyard.

"Is this the place?" Wang Zijia looked at the material in his hand and asked himself.

"Yes, Martial Uncle." The cautious response came immediately from Liu Chengyu standing behind him.

"Call them out, then, or use your method of contact."

As Wang Zijia spoke, five invisible illusory ghost talismans vanished in front of him. An unsighted ghost fog quietly engulfed the courtyard, nearly imperceptible unless one was in close contact with it.

At that, Liu Chengyu signaled to Wang Zijia, then quietly jumped into the courtyard.

"Coo... coo..."

Once he was in the courtyard, he opened his mouth and made a rhythmic cooing sound.

Accompanying him, Wang Zijia sensed a brief fluctuation in someone’s aura from a room in the courtyard. Then, the room’s door was opened.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She had a good figure and continued to possess a unique charm. She looked like a ripe peach that would yield juice even when lightly squeezed.

"Brother Liu, why are you here? Is there an emergency task?" As the woman spoke, she studied Wang Zijia and asked, "Who’s this?"

Wang Zijia glanced at the woman but did not respond to her. Instead, he looked at Liu Chengyu and asked, "Have you confirmed her identity?"

Hearing this, Liu Chengyu immediately responded respectfully, "Yes, Martial Uncle. She’s the one."

Wang Zijia nodded, then looked back at the woman. Sensing that something wasn’t right, the woman was about to do something.