528: Chapter 528 A Vicious Scheme! First, I'll bankrupt you, then I'll take your immortal body and your life!

"No rush."

Lin Wan uttered those two words. Her voice was light, but it caused Han Rui's surging Killing Intent to suddenly stall.

His hand holding the sword froze in mid-air.

Han Rui frowned sharply at Lin Wan, his gaze sharp, filled with scrutiny and displeasure.

A Heavenly Immortal actually dared to shout a stop to the actions of a True Immortal.

Either she was crazy.

Or, she had a reason that necessitated his stop.

Lin Wan was clearly not a lunatic.

At least, regarding revenge, she was more sober than ever.

"Captain Han," she ignored his pressure. "If you lead the team to strike now, I guarantee you won't get a shred of this immense credit. You might even trap the entire squad inside."

Han Rui's brow furrowed into a knot.

"What do you mean?"

"What kind of place is Peng City? What is the background of Yingxian Restaurant?"

Lin Wan dragged her broken body, limping to the center of the secret chamber. Her voice was hoarse, but her thoughts were terrifyingly clear.

"You are leading six True Immortals to take action within the city; have you considered the consequences?"

Without waiting for Han Rui's answer, she continued on her own.

"First, the fluctuations from a clash between True Immortals would immediately alert all of Peng City. The City Lord's Manor, the Lingbao Trading Firm, and various hidden experts would surround us instantly. At that time, we would become the targets of everyone."

"Second, once we act, the secret of the Second-Rank Immortal Body will be completely exposed."

"Captain Han, do you think those who come after hearing the news will help our Xuantian Immortal Sect clean house, or will they turn against us and strike to kill for this once-in-ten-thousand-years Opportunity?"

"Second-Rank Immortal Body."

She deliberately emphasized these words, sounding like a temptation and even more like a warning.

"Once this is public, it won't just attract a few Loose Cultivators, but major Sects on the same level as us. By then, you won't be an enforcer; you'll be the one leading the charge to die for all those powers!"

Han Rui fell silent.

The five True Immortals behind him also quieted down, their bloodthirsty Killing Intent quickly suppressed by cold logic.

In the secret chamber, only Lin Wan's hoarse voice remained echoing.

"I have a better way."

She turned around, and on that charred, blackened face, that sweetly twisted dimple appeared once more.

"On the first day of the month, the Lingbao Trading Firm is holding a large-scale auction."

"The main goal of that group's trip is the grand finale treasure, the 'immortal body marrow core'."

"Captain Han, you only need to do one thing."

She held up a charred, mangled finger.

"We sneak into the auction, and when they bid for the immortal body marrow core, we... raise the price at all costs."

"Raise the starting price from three million to five million, ten million, or even higher!"

"Force them to cough up every last Immortal Stone they have!"

"The more they want it, the less likely they are to give up. It's a vicious cycle."

"When they are bankrupt and have exhausted everything, finally thinking they've won a great victory and leave Peng City—"

Lin Wan's voice suddenly became tender, like a lover's whisper, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

"We set an ambush in the wilderness."

"Kill them."

"Seize the goods."

"Take the immortal body."

She lightly dusted off non-existent dust from her hands, her movements elegant, as if she were merely brushing away a piece of insignificant trash.

"Only then will it be foolproof."

The secret chamber fell into a dead silence for three breaths.

Han Rui stared at Lin Wan for a long time. On that face as cold and hard as iron, a cruel arc suddenly formed.

It wasn't a smile.

It was an executioner admiring a piece of hunting art that could be called perfect.

"A good strategy."

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and satisfied. "Let them use their own money to buy their own coffins. Then we kill them and take back the coffin money. People, treasures, money—we'll take it all in one fell swoop."

"Clean, efficient, and... very fair."

He released his grip on the sword hilt, the Killing Intent in his eyes turning into a playful certainty of capturing his prey.

"Fine, we'll do as you say."

Lin Wan nodded, turned back to the corner, and sat down cross-legged again.

Zhao Qingyi followed silently, continuing to channel immortal essence into her.

Zhang Ningshuang stood to the side, her hands and feet cold, her lips pale.

She looked at the dimple on Lin Wan's charred face, which grew increasingly sweet and chilling as her scheme succeeded, and a voice in her heart screamed frantically.

You've boarded a pirate ship you shouldn't have!

But it's too late to get off now.

The light of the secret chamber's Formation slowly faded. Six black-robed figures retreated into the shadows, their presence merging with the Void Realm.

The dark alley returned to a deathly silence.

No people, no Formations, no Killing Intent.

Only the eerie green moss silently witnessed the impending bloody feast.

...

And on the other side of Peng City.

Yingxian Restaurant, Heaven-grade private room.

Su Chen sprawled out on a lounge chair, holding his glittering diary, writing furiously to conclude this "dramatic" day.

He didn't know that at the auction three days later...

...two knives were waiting for him.

One was from Xie Jinghong, who intended to use frantic bidding to drain every last Immortal Stone from his wallet.

The other was from Lin Wan, who planned to use the thunderous Killing Intent of six True Immortals to crush him and his treasures into dust the moment he stepped out of Peng City.

Two women, two conspiracies.

Both set for the first day of the month.

Both pointed at the same person.

Su Chen finished his last stroke, closed his diary with satisfaction, and gave a lazy yawn.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper.