68: Cult dens

The Cultist's body froze in place, and eerily, his shadow seemed to come to life, tightly binding his body!

Meanwhile, a long saber had pierced through his chest!

The Cultist's eyes grew dim, losing their luster.

Qi Tian's calm finally vanished, and he patted his chest with some lingering fear. "Dammit! That scared the life out of this baby! I almost bit the dust."

Fang Bai's figure appeared in everyone's sight, saying somewhat speechlessly, "Didn't I say not to talk nonsense with them?"

With a thought, the shadow merged into the ground and disappeared.

"You can't trust a single punctuation mark from someone who kills without blinking."

Fang Bai walked up to the Cultist's corpse and casually cut off his head.

"The fourth one..."

A week had passed since they took the mission. In this week, they had killed a total of four Cultists.

This one was the most troublesome.

But also the most valuable. A late-stage Second-Order martial artist should be worth at least three or four hundred points, right?

It was thanks to Qi Tian that they were able to find so many Cultists in such a short time.

He used the Qi Family's network to investigate a lot of information from the dark web.

With a phone call from Qi Tian, several people in white coats soon arrived to clean up the scene.

They preserved the killed Cultists' corpses using special methods to ensure they wouldn't rot in a short time. When it was time to turn in the mission, they would be transported back to the Martial Academy together.

"That was close! We almost wiped out."

Qi Tian slumped onto the ground, speaking with the relief of a survivor.

It was hard to imagine that the three of them, all geniuses, surrounding and attacking a late-stage Second-Order, almost had one of them counter-killed.

Fang Bai said indifferently, "They are all desperate outlaws; they won't play fair with you."

Saying that, he took out a folder.

"This is a document I found in Butcher's house. It involves a certain company. See if you recognize it."

He tossed the document to Qi Tian.

The latter took it curiously and looked. "Feilan Biological Reagent Co., Ltd.? I'm familiar with this one. It's a newly listed company with decent prospects. Why would he have this?"

Fang Bai shrugged. "Maybe his accomplices are in that company?"

A Xiu and Xiao Yuan stood aside, listening silently.

The two of them weren't very educated and weren't good at using their brains. Anyway, once Fang Bai gave the order, they would attack whoever he said.

Qi Tian stroked his chin and said, "That makes some sense. How about this? We'll go check out their company later?"

Fang Bai was stunned. "You can get in?"

Qi Tian smiled proudly. "Of course. My family's company is much larger than theirs. As long as we use cooperation as a cover, we can naturally sneak in."

Fang Bai said with some excitement, "If there really are Cultist accomplices inside, then we can finish the mission early!"

Qi Tian rolled his eyes. "How could it be that simple? If their nest is really there, there must be many experts stationed there. Wouldn't we just be delivering ourselves on a silver platter?"

"Let's plan this carefully."

..."Dead?"

In a skyscraper, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, a man exuding a cold aura spoke displeasedly.

A female voice sounded from behind him. "Yes! When our people arrived, Butcher had already disappeared. Signs of a struggle were found nearby. More than one person acted, and their strength wasn't high—at most Third-Order by conservative estimates."

The man said indifferently, "Third-Order, team combat... they won't be bounty hunters. If nothing else, it should be those human prodigies out on a mission."

"Hmph! They look down on my Red Robe Cult too much!"

The woman said with some anger.

They knew that those humans put a price on their Cultists. The police were one thing—at least everyone was worth hundreds of thousands to start with—but the most hateful part was the Martial Academy, where a Cultist was only worth a hundred points!

Dammit, are they selling us like pork?

The man said indifferently, "If they can kill us, we can certainly kill them too. You can let those guys take action, but remember, do not expose this side."

The woman nodded. "Understood, sir!"

"By the way, was Butcher's place searched?"

The man suddenly asked.

The woman was stunned, then shook her head. "There were no traces of a third person; there shouldn't be. Butcher probably had his identity exposed midway."

The man's tone suddenly turned cold. "What do you mean 'shouldn't be'? I want a definitive result!"

The woman panicked and immediately knelt on one knee. "I am certain! And I have already burned the house down; they are destined to find nothing!"

"That's good."

The man slowly turned around.

He had an outstanding appearance and temperament, clearly a person of high status. Wearing a pair of glasses and having a peaceful expression, it was hard to imagine that under his upright appearance, a devilishly evil soul was hidden!

"The humans have been quite active lately! Maybe they've noticed something. In that case, our plan must be moved forward..."

He glanced at the woman, a hint of evil surfacing in his eyes.

The woman was in a form-fitting office OL uniform, with a hot figure, her hair pinned up, wearing gold-rimmed glasses—a top-tier mature woman.

She knelt on one knee before the man, her head slightly lowered, her movements very efficient.

Suddenly noticing the man's gaze, she lightly bit her red lip, revealing a hint of charm. Then her other knee also knelt down. Like a servant, she moved to the front of the man on her knees, humbly... The man's eyes slowly closed.

A moment later, the woman and the man with glasses began discussing the origin of life in front of the window... You should know, although this was the top floor, there were many buildings much taller than this one.

The two of them were so wanton... "They really know how to play wild!"

Opposite the building, in front of another floor-to-ceiling window four or five hundred meters away, a man in black held binoculars, watching with great interest, even smacking his lips and occasionally revealing a lewd smile.

"Lone Wolf, please respond!"

"Lone Wolf!???"

The man snapped back to reality and hurriedly replied, "Received, go ahead!"

"Watch your damn image! Your little brother is standing up!"

An annoyed voice came from the earpiece.

Hearing this, the man was a bit embarrassed. "Uh, sorry, instinctive reaction."

"Any abnormalities?"

Lone Wolf said seriously, "The target seems to be planning something, but without a bug, I can't hear... Oh wow, she can even do the splits... Impressive!"

"???"

The voice on the other side of the earpiece suddenly turned cold. "If you don't get serious, I'll throw you directly into the Demon Sea!"

Lone Wolf shuddered. "Captain! My mistake!"

"Hmph! Continue monitoring. Don't alert them. We start closing the net in three days!"

"Yes!"

Lone Wolf stood at attention with a serious expression.

"Alright, continue monitoring. Watch less of what you shouldn't. By the way, your little brother is quite... vigorous."

Lone Wolf: "..."