120: Chapter 120 Plane Crash

These words echoed back and forth throughout the entire cabin.

The passengers inside the cabin instantly exploded into a frenzy.

"What's going on? I knew something was wrong! I've flown from Jianghai to Jinguan City several times, and we've never passed over the Snowy Plateau once!"

"Where are the flight attendants? Come out and explain! ...Wait, why haven't I seen any flight attendants?"

"Do you guys feel like... the plane is constantly falling?"

While everyone was still buzzing with discussion, a scream suddenly erupted from the back of the cabin.

At this point, even Jiang Luoli, who was in the middle of cultivating, could no longer remain calm.

The two of them immediately squeezed to the front row to investigate the situation.

Su Chen himself had the ability to survive a plane crash, but he couldn't simply ignore the lives of Jiang Luoli or the other passengers.

It turned out a passenger in the back had an urgent need to use the restroom, only to find that at the end of the aisle leading to the lavatory, the usually closed service compartment door was slightly ajar, and a faint, strange smell was wafting from inside.

He hesitantly pushed it open; the flashlight beam illuminated the body of a flight attendant curled up in a storage locker, her face bruised purple, long since stopped breathing.

This further confirmed the rumors that someone had hijacked the plane.

"Something's happened." Su Chen and Jiang Luoli exchanged a look.

Without needing words, the two of them stood up simultaneously.

They were martial artists, after all; in such a situation, they were bound to be calmer than ordinary people.

"Everyone stay calm and stay in your seats!"

Jiang Luoli infused her voice with a bit of spiritual energy to soothe everyone's minds, temporarily suppressing part of the commotion.

Su Chen, along with a few bold passengers, rushed straight toward the tightly locked cockpit door.

The answer was already very obvious.

Since the flight attendants were all dead and the plane was still functioning normally,

Then the hijacker must be hiding in the cockpit!

The door was locked from the inside, but Su Chen did not hesitate.

He raised his hand and released a burst of sword qi.

With his current martial artist cultivation, slicing through a cabin door was effortless.

Ignoring the astonished gazes of the passengers behind him, he took the lead and burst into the cockpit.

The moment he entered, a thick scent of blood hit him in the face.

The co-pilot was slumped in his seat with a fatal gash across his neck, his eyes hollow; he had clearly been dead for some time.

In the pilot's seat sat a man with a sinister expression, wearing a captain's hat.

He was grinning maliciously at the intruders.

What he was playing with in his hand was not the control stick, but a blood-stained dagger.

Beside his hand, the fuel gauge pointed to the very bottom of the red line, and the warning lights flashed silently.

"Are you Su Chen?"

The gloomy man chuckled and licked the blood off the dagger.

His identity wasn't hard to guess.

Su Zixi had told him earlier that there were only two martial artists on this plane, one male and one female.

The female martial artist was Jiang Luoli.

And the male martial artist was naturally Su Chen.

He was also the mission target.

Su Chen did not hesitate.

He directly raised his hand and struck with a burst of sword qi!

Since this person could call out his name, he was definitely coming for him or Jiang Luoli.

In that case, killing him was certainly the right move.

As for who sent him to kill him...

He hadn't been in the martial arts circle for long, and there was only one person he had offended recently.

An invisible surge of energy struck first, instantly shattering the dagger.

With its momentum undiminished, it slammed heavily into "Vulture's" chest.

"Pfft—!"

"Vulture" sprayed a mouthful of blood and crashed against the cabin wall, instantly losing all signs of life.

Su Chen was now a genuine Seventh-Rank Martial Artist, while this Vulture was only a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist.

Furthermore, in the intelligence he had received, Su Chen was just a student martial artist with some talent.

Therefore, he had been completely unguarded against Su Chen.

With one move, he was instantly killed.

Even so, Su Chen was not prepared to let him go.

Stepping forward, he pressed his palm against the man's crown.

Forced Soul Search.

In an instant, fragmented images flooded Su Chen's mind.

Su Zixi's resentful face, the doubled reward, the "Terror Awakening" on the Snowy Plateau, and the instruction to "make it look like an accident."

"It really is him, Su Zixi..."

A cold light flashed in Su Chen's eyes, but he was immediately pulled back by the more pressing reality.

Through Vulture's memory fragments, he "saw" the fuel being maliciously discharged in advance and saw the autopilot set to a one-way course deep into the Snowy Plateau.

Through his soul power, he also vaguely sensed something.

On the ice fields below, there indeed existed a terrifying energy fluctuation that made even his soul tremble.

"Dammit..."

Vulture had never intended to return alive from this trip.

Instead, he planned to take Su Chen, Jiang Luoli, and the entire plane of people down with him.

Even if Su Chen and Jiang Luoli were martial artists and could survive the crash,

They wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from those newly awakened "terrifying existences" on the snowy plains.

Before he could think further, the plane suddenly jolted violently.

Losing power, its altitude plummeted.

"Su Chen!"

Jiang Luoli rushed in, her pale face turning white as she saw the scene before her.

"Go stabilize the passengers and try to get them into brace positions!"

Su Chen spoke rapidly, tossed the dying "Vulture" into a corner, and sat down in the pilot's seat himself.

He had never flown a plane, but his powerful mental strength gave him an extraordinary learning ability.

Combining the basic operational memories from the soul search with common physical knowledge,

He analyzed, learned, and simulated at a terrifying speed.

His mental energy was consumed frantically, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Under Su Chen's clumsy control, the plane dove with difficulty, gliding like a wounded giant bird toward a seemingly relatively flat ice field below.

"Dear passengers, hello."

"I am a martial artist. Our plane has been hijacked, and the fuel has been exhausted, making it impossible to maintain altitude."

"Right now, my colleague is attempting an emergency landing."

"Please return to your seats immediately and fasten your seatbelts..."

Jiang Luoli's voice echoed through the plane repeatedly.

Her delicate body was also somewhat weak; she leaned against the cabin wall, not daring to breathe as she watched Su Chen operate the plane.

"Hold on tight!!"

Amidst the desperate screams and prayers of countless passengers, the massive airliner jolted violently.

The landing gear twisted and snapped the moment it touched the ice, and the fuselage ground harshly against the ice field.

The plane spun, plowing deep furrows into the ground.

Finally, it slammed sideways into a rising snow slope and barely came to a stop.

Inside the cabin, there was instant silence.

Su Chen immediately released his mental energy to investigate the situation inside the cabin.

It was alright.

Although most passengers had fallen unconscious, thanks to the protection of the seatbelts, there were no major casualties.

Beside him, Jiang Luoli had been trying to stabilize the plane with her own spiritual power, and she had suffered a backlash when the plane hit the ground.

At this moment, her body had slumped to the side, her long legs in black silk splayed out as she lay unconscious.

Su Chen picked up her delicate body and checked her breathing.

She was just exhausted; there was no danger to her life.

He cast aside any thoughts of taking advantage of the situation.

Su Chen picked up the radio and detailed their location and current situation according to the route map.

This crash was no ordinary accident; official martial artists would bound to intervene.

But soon, the next problem appeared before him.

"These... what on earth are they?"

(Because there's a supporter, I wrote an extra chapter. In the future, for large donations, I'll try to find time to add more chapters. If I don't have time to write immediately, I'll keep a record of it.)

(Because the author is busy with graduation stuff, hahaha.)

(The book is losing traffic, so I'm planning to speed up the pace and cut some foreshadowing and plot lines. The protagonist will return to reality to start the recognition and husband-chasing phase. After finishing that part, I'll write about other investment worlds.)

(The recognition won't take too long, please rest assured.)

(Oh right, and to the other readers who have provided 'snacks,' I love you all!)