Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1340 - 1340 1299 Wild Wolf Gang

1340: Chapter 1299: Wild Wolf Gang 1340: Chapter 1299: Wild Wolf Gang Qingyang City’s outskirts.

This area was originally designated for scenic development, a lush forest offering a semblance of nature.

It was opened as an AAA-rated tourist spot.

However, ever since the revival of Spiritual Energy, the world has grown increasingly chaotic.

Gradually, the higher-ups were unable to manage the sprawling forest and simply abandoned it.

As a result, this place became a haven for Evil Cultivators and those rogue Martial Artists who defied authority.

After all, the vast and resource-rich terrain allowed them to seize strategic positions that were easy to defend but hard to attack, gradually gathering considerable power.

Of course, all of this was explained to Lu Chuan by his uncle later.

Back then, Lu Chuan didn’t pay much attention.

But now, unexpectedly, he found himself dealing directly with this group.

Lu Chuan, naturally, had no reservations.

With his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, Lu Chuan was confident he could sweep through the entire forest on the outskirts.

Lu Chuan could hardly believe any Evil Cultivator here would possess Nascent Soul Realm cultivation.

Anyone with such power would surely have been invited by numerous clans to become their Retainer.

Why would they choose to live the desperate life of an outlaw?

But still…

“It’s just too vast.

How long will it take to search like this?”

Lu Chuan raced ahead at full speed, extending his Perception Power as far as possible.

He detected many hidden thieves but failed to sense Ji Weiwei’s presence.

The prolonged search drained Lu Chuan’s mental energy, and he paused, pinching his aching brow and letting out a long sigh.

“Tower Spirit, can you locate Thousand Faces’ aura?

Or Ji Weiwei’s?”

“Southeast direction, but…

the aura is very faint, likely left behind a long time ago.”

“Who is it?

Thousand Faces or Ji Weiwei?”

“Ji Weiwei.”

Lu Chuan exhaled in relief.

If possible, Lu Chuan would prefer to avoid fighting Thousand Faces here.

If some opportunistic Evil Cultivator were drawn to the commotion, resulting in a scenario of the praying mantis stalking the cicada only to be caught by the oriole, it wouldn’t be worth it.

Guided by the Tower Spirit, Lu Chuan reached the base of a mountain.

Sure enough, he found a patch of nearly dried bloodstains at the path’s entrance.

The aura unmistakably belonged to Ji Weiwei.

Yet it was strange.

As one of the few perfect vessels for Thousand Faces, Lu Chuan couldn’t imagine Thousand Faces acting recklessly toward such an ideal container.

It was impossible for Thousand Faces to be so rough with Ji Weiwei.

“In other words, this may have nothing to do with Thousand Faces.

Was she abducted?”

But by whom?

Though Lu Chuan had spent some time in Qingyang, he had never made enemies.

Why would anyone target Ji Weiwei?

Could it be a vendetta against her?

No…

If it was a vendetta, there might indeed be one.

Fragments of memory surfaced in Lu Chuan’s mind—the words of that counterfeit medicine dealer.

He seemed to be affiliated with…

the Wild Wolf Gang?

Lu Chuan’s eyes glinted with malice as the realization struck.

If it was truly their doing, then the so-called Wild Wolf Gang had no reason to continue existing.

After wiping the blood off his fingertips, Lu Chuan transformed into a fleeting shadow, sprinting along the mountain ridge!

Meanwhile, within the mountain’s summit cave!

Ji Weiwei trembled slightly as she surveyed the dim surroundings.

She retained her memories, including those of the previous day when she spoke those words to Lu Chuan.

Ji Weiwei remembered it all.

She didn’t understand why she acted that way.

Although she had chosen to rely more on Lu Chuan, in that fleeting moment, an inexplicable surge of irritation filled her heart—a hatred, a desire to rid this world of all men.

Ji Weiwei could more or less guess that this was the influence of the mask.

After she left the hotel, intending to visit the ancestral home, she encountered a group of thieves clad in wolf pelts halfway.

Without a word, they abducted her, forcibly bringing her here, where she had been confined ever since.

The agitation in her heart had finally subsided, replaced by regret.

She couldn’t control her emotions and had uttered those hurtful words to Lu Chuan.

At this point, she no longer dared hope Lu Chuan would come to rescue her.

She only wished she could be braver and, before dying, avoid being defiled by this scum!

As her thoughts churned, a shadow appeared at the cave’s entrance, making Ji Weiwei’s heart tighten as she retreated continuously.

“Heh heh, I don’t care what you others plan to do.

Such a tender girl—I’m going to enjoy her first!”

A lustful laugh rang out as the man approached, tossing aside his clothing and lunging forward bare-chested.

But in the next moment—

The man suddenly froze mid-step and fell flat on the ground.

“Phew…

made it just in time.”

Lu Chuan exhaled a long breath, stowed away the Thief’s Gourd, and casually flicked a Spirit Sword, pinning the man to the ground.

“Looks like you haven’t been harmed yet.

Scared, aren’t you?”

As Lu Chuan approached step by step, Ji Weiwei’s eyes welled up with tears, sobbing softly.

Lu Chuan lifted the restrictions on Ji Weiwei, allowing her to regain mobility.

Ji Weiwei immediately threw herself into Lu Chuan’s embrace, choking up, “I’m sorry…

I didn’t mean to say those things.

I just…

I couldn’t control myself!”

“I understand.

It’s not your fault.”

Lu Chuan sighed lightly, ruffling Ji Weiwei’s bangs as he smiled.

“Save what you want to say for later.

Let me deal with these bastards first.”

Turning around, Lu Chuan faced the cave’s entrance, where dozens of figures now blocked the path.

Most were Martial Artists wielding lethal weapons, advancing cautiously.

To Lu Chuan’s surprise, the leader was a Cultivator whose cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Realm’s first stage—a worthy opponent.

A clash between Nascent Soul cultivators could easily level the entire mountain.

While Lu Chuan was confident he could crush him, he had to remain cautious, ensuring Ji Weiwei remained unharmed by the residual battle impact.

“Was it Zhang He you killed?”

“I’ve killed too many people.

Someone like him isn’t worth remembering.”

“Damn it, Boss, stop wasting time.

Let me handle him!”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes, utterly ignoring the cold stares of the group.

Instead, he turned to Ji Weiwei.

“Close your eyes.

Cover your ears.

No peeking.”

“You…

you’ll be okay, right?”

“Of course.

I’ve never lost.”

BOOM!

A muffled explosion echoed.

The powerful shockwave rippled out like waves, instantly pulverizing the Wild Wolf Gang members into meat paste, plastering the cave’s walls.

In just one breath, the mountain cave transformed into a blood-soaked hell!

As the only survivor, the Wild Wolf Gang leader now stood frozen, his eyes wide with horror as he stared at the scattered remains of his former comrades turned to blood-soaked pulp on the cave walls, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Impossible.

This terrifying power was beyond his Nascent Soul Realm first stage to counter.

This time, he had truly kicked an iron plate!

“Who…

who are you really?!”

“I have no time for your nonsense.

You’re not worthy of my answer.”