Chapter 809 - 757: Death God Approaches
"What?"
A momentary pause in his steps.
Ru Yi turned around and spoke.
"Did you find those people’s information?"
As he asked this question,
Qin Fan felt incredibly ironic.
To think that he, a dignified Cultivator,
still needed to ask a Martial Artist for information about his enemies?
There’s no denying that at this moment, he felt like he had lived in vain.
Since his rebirth, he seemed to be playing around in the Human World.
Always adopting an attitude of taking things as they come.
It is this attitude that leaves him helpless in the face of such situations!
Perhaps he was accustomed to the lifestyle on the Cangqiong Continent!
But now, he was no longer alone.
He had his parents, Yinuo, his sister, and brothers like Li Qiuzhe who shared his courage and loyalty!
So, he regretted it, regretted not establishing his own power and intelligence system upon his rebirth.
Consequently, he had to tentatively seek information from Ru Yi’s mouth now.
"Yes, an organization called the Heavenly Dao Institute! Headquarters in North Africa! A total of about a hundred members, of which there are more than sixty with Transformation Realm cultivation, the lowest cultivation is Dark Energy Peak, about twenty people, who are all active in the chaos of the Middle East! They seek breakthroughs in slaughter, and manipulate many warlord teams! Besides Dark Energy Peak and Transformation Realm, there’s also Gang Realm, and even quasi-God Realm, but these beings rarely show themselves, as their level of cultivation has no need for frequent appearances! The leader of the Heavenly Dao Institute is known as one of the four great dark giants, the Masked Shura. His background - I still haven’t found out, not even what he looks like!
Without a doubt, the one targeting you is the Masked Shura! The ones now mixed into Huaxia are those more than sixty Transformation Realm members of the Heavenly Dao Institute. I’ve killed eighteen!"
Without any concealment.
Ru Yi nodded honestly.
"Do you have their photos?" Qin Fan asked in a low voice.
"Photos are unreliable! People from the Heavenly Dao Institute have methods or tools to disguise themselves, even my subordinates’ intelligence system is unable to know what their true appearances are! The only way to distinguish them is by the aura they have, which is different from ordinary Martial Artists! These are Transformation Realm cultivations grown in slaughter and carry malevolent energy, hard to conceal! But they operate in today’s Martial Arts World, if not at or above the Gang Realm cultivation, it’s simply impossible to detect! Thus, they have the opportunity to stir things up in the Martial Arts World!"
Ru Yi blew a breath, shook his head, and spoke in a slow voice.
If it weren’t for the master’s orders.
He couldn’t be bothered with such storms.
"Thanks!"
As Ru Yi’s words ended,
Qin Fan softened his pathological anger on his face and nodded, expressing his thanks.
Regarding this.
The Six Paths didn’t mind and laughed, "No need to thank me, even if I didn’t tell you, you would have found out! Now, can I leave?"
"Go back and tell the Six Paths, don’t bother with those insignificant entities!"
"Alright, I’ll convey the message! I only follow the master’s orders, if he asks me to continue killing, then we’ll only be competing for heads!"
After speaking.
After waiting three seconds without a response from Qin Fan, Ru Yi turned and walked out.
Standing in the pitch-black abandoned factory.
After Ru Yi had gone far away,
Qin Fan’s eyes suddenly shone with golden light.
The golden light brightened his angular, brooding face in the darkness.
"Heavenly Dao Institute? Heavenly Dao? What connection is there between you? Even the Six Paths’ servant couldn’t find the details, Masked Shura, are you the Heavenly Dao that Qilian Demi Immortal spoke of?"
Sharp-eyed, he looked towards the direction of the factory gates, Qin Fan coldly muttered to himself.
After speaking.
He also walked out.
Only as he walked out,
he spread his Divine Sense across the entire Jinling!
Solving those dozens of scoundrels, he couldn’t wait!
In the dark.
When two hostile Transformation Realm auras emerged in his Divine Sense.
Qin Fan sneered sinisterly.
His figure instantly shot through the night like a meteor.
A star-rated hotel secretly dealing in flesh trade.
In a lavishly decorated KTV private room.
In the vast private room flickering with neon lights and alcohol, only two men in their thirties and forties were sitting!
At the entrance.
A line of flamboyantly dressed tall women walked in sensuously.
Beside these women, a middle-aged man watched the two men sitting on the sofa with suppressed anger and said.
"Gentlemen, this is the last batch! If you’re not satisfied, then there’s nothing else!"
The last batch?
Upon hearing this.
The two men chuckled wickedly as they looked at the line of women.
Seeing a variety of southern, northern styles, interspersed with several exotic passers-by.
"Each of us picks two exotic ones to see who lasts longer, how about that?" One man tilted his face, smiling at the other.
"A mix of East and West, that’s more exciting!" the other replied, his eyes shining nastily.
"Alright, your call! You pick first!"
"Good!"
Ying Luo, whose eyes shone sheer nastiness, looked at the line of women and said, "Number four, number nine!"
"Number seven, number thirteen!" the other also smiled, pointing at the opposite side.
Step-!
Step-step-!
The selected four women from both the East and the West took a step forward.
Taking off their numbered badges, they handed them to the middle-aged man.
"Gentlemen, since you’ve made your choices, we’ll leave you to it! Will you book a room yourselves or should I arrange it?" seeing they had settled on their selections after a few rounds, the middle-aged man’s anger also disappeared, turning instead into a smirk like a Buddha.
"Right here, no need to book a room!"
One of the men chuckled mischievously.
As he spoke, he picked up the briefcase on the sofa next to him, pulled the zipper, and took out a wad of neatly bundled hundred-yuan bills, tossing them toward the middle-aged man as he finished speaking, "A tip for you, scram!"
"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss!"
With no trace of anger at the lack of dignity, the middle-aged man quickly picked up the money and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then, he waved at the unselected women and swiftly walked out.
"Darling!"
With the middle-aged man leading the larger party away,
those four women, East and West, surrounded the two men enchantingly.
But before they could approach.
The two men extended their hands to keep them at a distance.
In the bewildered surprise of those four women.
One man said, "Go to the bathroom and clean up before coming out!"
While the other flicked open the briefcase on the table.
Immediately, rows of hundred-yuan bills spilled from the briefcase.
Saying, "Clean up first, then serve us well, these—you can share them!"
Seeing these rows of hundred-yuan bills.
Listening to such generous words.
The four women’s eyes lit up with imminent greed.
Quickly they excitedly responded, "Yes, boss!"
No need for further invitation from the two men.
The four women eagerly rushed into the bathroom!
"It’s great to stay in Huaxia! Life is really like that of an Immortal!"
"Hope this game lasts a bit longer, hope that guy holds on longer, haha-! Cheers!"
In their sentiments.
The two men picked up their wine glasses and clinked them together.
What they didn’t expect, however,
outside the hotel,
the Death God was about to arrive!