louisehourcade Chapter 189 The lowly craftsman is captured, and the blue-robed steward is captured alive.
Chapter 189 The lowly craftsman is captured, and the blue-robed steward is captured alive.
Chapter 189 The lowly craftsman is captured, and the blue-robed steward is captured alive.
As evening approached, Zu Qingyun's communicator rang, and a clear, lingering voice came through.
"Qingyun, which room are you and your sister in?"
Before long, Lingling arrived at the entrance with light steps. When she saw her sister safe and sound inside with her assistant Xiaoping, her eyes were filled with joy.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be so quick, you rascal."
Lingling still had a haughty look on her face, but seeing her expression, Zu Qingyun simply hugged her.
"Hey! What are you doing, you naughty boy? My sisters and the others are still here!"
Feeling Zu Qingyun's actions, Lingling's cheeks flushed slightly. Surprisingly, although she said that, she didn't show any intention of resisting.
After seeing this scene, Leng Qing looked at her younger sister with a hint of reproach.
"Lingling, you're a sixteen-year-old girl now, how can you still not know shame?"
Hearing her older sister's words, Lingling argued back with reason.
"Hehe, Qingyun is my good partner."
While they were still chatting, the craftsman hiding in Lingling's shadow revealed a cold smile, thinking that Zu Qingyun, the young man who led the Kyushu Kingdom to win the championship, was nothing special.
But what he didn't know was that Zu Qingyun was currently discussing with Lingling and Leng Qing how to get rid of him.
"Senior Sister Leng Qing, do you think we should cripple him and capture him alive, or just kill him outright?"
Zu Qingyun's idea was very simple and straightforward.
"How dare he hide in my shadow! Qingyun, I order you to sever his tendons and make him infertile!"
When Lingling learned that the assassin who wanted to kill her sister was hiding in her shadow, she was furious.
"We don't need to hold back against the Assassins' Guild, but if we can bring one back alive to the Inquisition, I think we can extract more useful information."
Leng Qing was quite decisive, but if they could capture him alive, that would be the best outcome.
After much discussion, they decided to spare the craftsman's life for now, but before that, they would cripple him completely.
The three of them had only been talking in their minds for a few seconds, but at this moment, the lowly craftsman hiding in Lingling's shadow was already getting impatient.
"Spatial Compass - Dead Axis!"
Zu Qingyun started with zero frames, instantly releasing a super-level spatial magic with no aftercast delay.
At this moment, the craftsman, who felt that his body had been imprisoned, was still somewhat bewildered and did not know what had happened.
However, Zu Qingyun would not give him any chance to catch his breath.
"Illusion—mental illusion!"
As Zu Qingyun used mind magic on the hidden craftsman in the shadows, his figure gradually revealed itself to them.
When the unsuspecting assistant Xiao Ping saw Zu Qingyun's sudden attack and the black-robed middle-aged man who inexplicably appeared in front of them, a look of fear appeared in her eyes.
Soon, under Zu Qingyun's control, Bei Jiang used his dark power to sever his own limbs, and Zu Qingyun then used his life power to stop the bleeding.
After seeing what Zu Qingyun had done, Jiuyou Hou's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of curiosity, and she helped him seal off the already weak soul of Bei Jiang.
"Alright, the matter of the lowly craftsman can be put on hold for now, but the matter of Leng Jue is a bit difficult to handle."
Zu Qingyun could have easily carried out a decapitation plan against Leng Jue, but what left him speechless was that this guy was too disgusting to do things properly; he simply couldn't find Leng Jue's location from his memories.
However, Bei Jiang's memories contain a lot of information about the Assassin's Hall, which the Inquisition will likely appreciate. But once Bei Jiang is dealt with, a new problem arises: Leng Jue will definitely find someone else to deal with Leng Qing.
Who cares? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. If the opponent gets desperate and we have to step in, then we can just eliminate this threat directly!
The following day, at dusk.
The back hill of the Wunanshan Trial Court.
A brown-haired girl was searching for something in the mountains when, unbeknownst to her, a ghostly figure silently appeared behind her.
"My aunt asked me to come here to help her find her lost pendant, but I've been looking for half an hour and still haven't found it."
The brown-haired girl, Su Qingqing, watched the setting sun and decided to go back first and come back to search tomorrow.
But just as she was about to turn around, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure behind her.
Aunt Cheng Ying
Before she could even speak, an ice lock gripped her throat tightly.
"Uh"
Feeling suffocated, Su Qingqing looked at her once-familiar Aunt Cheng Ying in disbelief. The other woman's face was now full of malice and viciousness.
"Hehe, you didn't have to die, but why do you always talk so much, little girl?" As she said this, she controlled her ice locks to keep contracting.
But in the next second, an invisible pressure descended upon her, and the ice lock she had condensed shattered into tiny ice shards in an instant.
"I never expected that such a scoundrel as you would appear at the trial. I'm sure they'll enjoy interrogating a scum like you from the Black Vatican."
The terrifying spatial power firmly locked down Cheng Ying, the inspector general and Black Vatican agent within the Wu Nanshan Trial Council.
"Cough cough cough!!"
Just as Su Qingqing, who had just escaped death, choked on her own saliva after breathing in the fresh air and started coughing.
She immediately noticed the person who saved her, who was wearing a fox mask.
"For your future safety, you should know nothing, and nothing should have happened. You should be completely unaware of the disappearance of this traitor, Cheng Ying, understand?"
Upon hearing the words of Zu Qingyun, the mysterious masked youth, Su Qingqing, who had just escaped death, nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, I will not let a third person know about what happened today!"
Late at night, in an unnamed hotel in Guangzhou.
"Judge Leng Qing's fate is unknown, and Cheng Ying has also mysteriously disappeared. It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."
A look of confusion and anger flashed in Cardinal Leng Jue's eyes.
Meanwhile, at the Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, a trial was held.
Inside the underground interrogation room.
At this moment, Bei Jiang is being subjected to a soul search by a professional super-level mind mage, while Leng Qing, who has just survived an assassination attempt, has been temporarily placed on the island in the middle of the lake.
Inside the conference room, a violent spatial fluctuation emanated from a corner, drawing the attention of Tang Zhong, Tang Yue, and other high-ranking officials who were in the middle of a meeting.
"Crack!"
With a shattering sound, Zu Qingyun appeared before everyone, and Cheng Ying was thrown down in front of them immediately afterward.
"She is a blue-robed deacon of the Black Vatican. You can decide what to do with her."
(End of this chapter)