130: Chapter 13 Infiltration!!

"Now, you should finally believe that I can help you, right?"

"With my ability, we can completely turn the tables against Wang Guang's stronghold!"

"I can scout their defenses and personnel distribution in advance."

"I can even guide you to avoid patrols and find the core targets directly."

"Relying on your superior combat power, we can adopt a decapitation tactic."

"It's not impossible to dismantle this cult stronghold one by one and root it out!"

Qin Yan looked at Wen Ning's confident and determined eyes and slowly nodded.

He said in a deep voice, "Your ability indeed exceeded my expectations; it will be a huge help to our operation."

However, his cautious nature prevented him from being completely at ease immediately.

After all, they were about to face a heinous cult organization; any slight oversight could lead to eternal damnation.

"However, to ensure nothing goes wrong and to let me better understand the limits and stability of your ability,"

Qin Yan looked at Wen Ning and proposed a request for further verification, "we need to test it a few more times."

"I will hide in different places and try different methods to conceal my aura; you need to find me again."

"Only with full verification can we establish absolute trust and chemistry during the mission."

Wen Ning understood Qin Yan's caution and nodded readily, "Fine! Hide as you like; I'll prove to you that this was no fluke!"

For the next half hour, Qin Yan hid in various secluded spots.

However, the results were without exception.

As long as he was within the range of Wen Ning's invisible spirit power fluctuations,

he was as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark night, unable to hide at all.

After several rounds, Qin Yan was completely convinced.

Wen Ning's mysterious spirit perception ability, though limited in range and high in consumption, was a divine skill in specific environments due to its precision and practicality!

"Let's go. We're going to the Detective Bureau to accept that mission!"

Qin Yan no longer hesitated and made a decisive choice.

The two didn't delay and immediately left the abandoned factory area.

Returning once more to the Yangpu District Detective Bureau, they formally accepted the mission to destroy the cult stronghold led by Wang Guang.

According to the intelligence provided by the Detective Bureau, this cult stronghold was located in another relatively remote old industrial factory area in the suburbs.

The leader, Wang Guang, was originally a member of a cult organization active in a neighboring province.

Because he was wanted for a major case in his place of origin, he had only recently fled to Magic City.

He had secretly gathered a group of idle martial artists and brainwashed civilians to set up this new den.

They preached extreme heresies such as 'Planet Blue will eventually be destroyed, and the Vast Sea Realm is the final destination.'

He thought he was acting stealthily and flawlessly.

Little did he know that his movements had long been locked onto by Magic City's powerful surveillance network and the Detective Bureau's intelligence web.

It had been designated as an excellent 'whetstone' mission and distributed to the major martial arts universities.

As night fell and the lights flickered on,

Qin Yan and Wen Ning arrived quietly at the outskirts of the target factory area, like two ghosts blending into the night.

"Follow me closely," Wen Ning whispered, then closed her eyes.

An invisible wave of spirit power centered on her once again,

rippling outward toward the factory area ahead like water waves.

In her mind, a three-dimensional map composed of lines and light points slowly emerged.

It clearly marked the walls, workshops, passages, and... several flickering red dots representing guards.

She led Qin Yan away from the main entrance.

Instead, they followed the shadows of the walls, turning left and right.

They arrived at an extremely hidden, damaged section of the wall almost completely covered by dense vines.

There was a gap here only large enough for one person to pass through, seemingly formed by years of neglect.

Qin Yan estimated that even these cult members might not know about this place.

"Entering from here allows us to bypass two sentries in the open and one hidden sentry at the front,"

Wen Ning whispered.

Like civet cats, the two silently slipped through the gap and successfully infiltrated the interior of the factory area.

By now, it was late at night.

The entire factory area was dead silent, with only the wind whistling through the cracks of the dilapidated workshops like a sob.

Based on Wen Ning's detection, the two crept outside a room with a faint light shining within.

Judging by the intensity of the blood-qi fluctuations, one of the three early second rank minor leaders lived inside.

They didn't know specifically who it was, nor did they need to know.

In the darkness, the two exchanged a look and nodded in tacit understanding.

The operation began!

Wen Ning took a deep breath, stepped forward, and knocked a few times.

Qin Yan pressed himself against the wall, his hand tightly gripping the "ink trace" long spear.

At the tip of the spear, three streaks of pale gold spear force and Spear Aura stood ready.

He aimed for a one-hit kill, not giving the opponent any chance to raise an alarm!

"Who is it? Disturbing my sleep in the middle of the night! Are you tired of living?!"

A rough voice came from inside the room.

Following that were the sounds of rustling as someone got out of bed and footsteps hitting the floor.

With a "creak," the door was impatiently pulled open from the inside.

A burly man with a face full of scars appeared at the door.

When he saw a strange beauty with a refined appearance and extraordinary temperament standing outside,

a flash of amazement and lewdness instantly crossed his eyes.

"You..." He just opened his mouth to ask.

At that very instant!

Qin Yan moved!

Like a sudden bolt of lightning in the darkness!

A golden light moved at a speed difficult for the naked eye to catch,

tearing through the air with a whistle of death, thrusting straight out!

The burly man didn't even have time to make any block or dodge maneuver.

He only felt a coldness at his throat, and his vision spun wildly.

He saw his own headless body still standing stiffly at the doorway, blood gushing from his neck like a fountain.

Thud!

His head rolled onto the ground, his face still frozen in shock and confusion.

An early second rank cult minor leader, dead!

With Qin Yan's current Third Stage peak Spear Technique and the powerful explosive force brought by the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Spear,

ambushing and insta-killing an ordinary early second rank social martial artist was effortless.

Wen Ning looked at the instantly killed corpse and Qin Yan's ruthless and decisive spear strike,

a deep sense of shock also flashed through her beautiful eyes.

She reckoned that if she were to face that spear strike just now, she would probably have no chance of survival either.

"Let's go, to the next place!"

Qin Yan flicked his wrist, shaking off the blood droplets from the spear tip, and whispered.

Time was of the essence; they had to clear all high-end combatants before the enemy noticed anything.

Subsequently, the two followed the same pattern.

Under the precise navigation of Wen Ning's spirit perception, they repeated the process and found the rooms of the other two early second rank martial artists.

These cultists had clearly lived in comfort for too long.

They never expected anyone could silently infiltrate the heavily guarded stronghold, nor did they expect death to arrive so abruptly.