481: Chapter 481 An Aura Like a Furnace: The Sudden Arrival of a Powerful Figure

Inside the presidential suite, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

The two women on the bed who had just woken up grabbed their clothes, not even bothering to put on their high heels.

Barefoot, they shrieked as they squeezed through the gaps in the crowd, running frantically toward the corridor.

Xuanzhen was blocked in the living room by a group of people, looking at a loss.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a dazed expression of someone who had just woken up hung on his face, and his voice carried a hint of shock and suspicion:

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"Second Brother? Cousin Uncle? What are you... doing? Kicking down my door in the middle of the night, are you trying to rob me?"

Second Young Master Chen Xuan's gaze was sharp as he locked his eyes firmly on him:

"Just now when I called you, why didn't you answer?"

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Xuanzhen forced an innocent expression onto his face:

"I drank a little wine, slept rather soundly, and put my phone on silent."

"I was just woken up by your knocking, wondering who it could be, when the door went 'bang' and collapsed, giving me a huge scare."

He raised a hand to stroke his forehead, portraying the appearance of someone still hungover and shaken.

After a pause, he immediately changed the subject, a concerned look appearing on his face:

"Right, why did so many of you make such a big fuss coming over to my place? Did something happen to the Family again?"

"How is Grandma doing at the hospital? Is her illness getting better? Also, how is Grandfather's side—was the ritual held smoothly?"

His words were asked extremely naturally, and his tone and demeanor were indistinguishable from the usual Chen Qiming, except for a few extra parts of care for his Family.

"Stop pretending!"

Bailing hid behind Fang Cheng, sticking out half her head as she exposed him:

"Your eyes aren't that lecherous; you definitely aren't Chen Qiming! You are Xuanzhen!"

"Xuanzhen?"

Xuanzhen was momentarily stunned, his face full of blankness and confusion:

"Who is this? I don't know him! What on earth are you all talking about? Why can't I understand? Can someone come and explain it clearly?"

"Young Master Chen, apologies."

Fang Cheng stepped forward, looking at him with calm eyes:

"Just three hours ago, we held a ritual at the Chen Family Manor to deliver an evil spirit that had usurped your grandfather's body."

"Although the main body of that evil spirit has been eliminated, a trace of its residual Soul might have transferred to someone else in the Family."

"Ah?!"

Xuanzhen was startled and couldn't help taking half a step back.

"You mean... that thing ran into me?"

He was stunned for a moment, then pointed at his nose, saying with an absurd expression all over his face:

"What kind of joke is this? I really am Chen Qiming!"

"Second Brother, are you guys acting all neurotic because of what happened at home recently?"

Xuanzhen forcibly suppressed the shock in the bottom of his heart, pulling a bitter smile onto the corners of his mouth:

"I know everyone is in a bad mood, but you can't just suspect your own Family members randomly, right?"

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it!"

"Second Brother, did you forget? Last month I even told you I wanted to borrow your limited-edition sports car to drive for a couple of days, and you complained that my driving skills were terrible, refusing to lend it to me no matter what."

Then, he turned to another Chen Family elder:

"Cousin Uncle, do you remember? Last year on your birthday, I specially had someone scour abroad to find you a box of antique cigars, and you even praised me for being filial back then."

In one breath, he rattled off several private, trivial matters that only core members of the Chen Family knew.

Hearing this, Second Young Master Chen Xuan and the other few elders exchanged glances, the look of suspicion on their faces inevitably beginning to waver.

Xuanzhen glanced at them, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, when he implanted the sub-gu previously, he had peered into Chen Qiming's memories; otherwise, he really would have planted himself here today.

He knew very well that right now was the time to flex his acting skills; once his identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xuanzhen tried his best to maintain his composure, continuously talking about some matters of the Chen Family to narrow the distance between them while using this to prove his innocence.

Between his words, he appropriately revealed the grievance of being wronged, as well as a trace of anger at his personal space being violated.

This masterful performance caused the Chen Family members to unconsciously develop a bit of hesitation.

Fang Cheng and Lin Chuqiao exchanged glances with each other, yet their minds were as clear as mirrors.

With Xuanzhen lurking in the Chen Family and plotting for many years, it was completely unsurprising that he could know these secret matters.

Even though they harbored suspicions toward this fellow who called himself "Chen Qiming".

But after all, the other party was the direct Bloodline grandson of the Chen Family, the third-ranking heir, and his status was far from comparable to ordinary Family members.

It was impossible for them to directly make a move, forcibly beating him to death, or adopting the method of torture by interrogation.

As for exorcising demons and catching ghosts?

Everyone was not a Maoshan Taoist priest; who would understand this kind of trick?

Unless... they thought of a way to force him to reveal himself automatically.

Standing to the side and observing, Lin Chuqiao exchanged glances with Fang Cheng, nodding in tacit understanding.

"Young Master Chen, we are also willing to believe you."

Her eyes flickered slightly as she spoke softly:

"It's just that the situation is special right now. Just in case, we still ask for your cooperation to undergo a mental examination."

"If there's no problem, we will apologize to you immediately and will never disturb your rest."

Seeing his cousin speak up, Pan Wendi chuckled and hurriedly chimed in:

"Right, right, no need to be scared; it's just a little physical checkup, it will be over in a moment."

As he spoke, he immediately rubbed his hands together, acting just like a mad doctor preparing to conduct an experiment.

"This..."

Xuanzhen's expression turned ugly.

Second Young Master Chen Xuan also came to his senses at this moment, his tone becoming resolute:

"Third Brother, please cooperate. As long as it's confirmed you're fine, Second Brother will personally apologize to you, and that sports car will be lent to you to drive for as long as you want."

Hearing this, Xuanzhen's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Since words had reached this point, there was no longer any reason to refuse.

It was just that his Soul had not yet completely fused with Chen Qiming.

At this moment, he was equivalent to facing everyone with a somewhat unstable second personality.

Although he had tried his best to suppress his Aura to the extreme and deliberately imitated Chen Qiming's expressions and gestures, the sense of fragmentation deep within his consciousness remained his biggest flaw.

Once someone like Fang Cheng, a top-tier expert in mental abilities, got close and used special methods to detect him, he would definitely reveal the cloven foot.

That wisp of residual Soul that did not belong to this body was like a firefly in the dark night, completely unable to hide no matter how he quibbled.

But if he relaxed the suppression and let Chen Qiming's consciousness revive.

That brat would inevitably spill everything about his existence, and by then the outcome would only be even more miserable.

He would probably be beaten until his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot by these people using thunderous methods.

His hesitating performance immediately aroused everyone's suspicion once again.

Fang Cheng didn't give him time to think, advancing straight toward him.

His eyes locked onto "Chen Qiming," and strange red light lit up in his pupils.

His gaze was so sharp it seemed capable of piercing through flesh and blood, directly staring at the residual Soul hiding inside the body.

Xuanzhen stiffened all over, cold sweat instantly oozing from his back.

His expression of forced calmness turned visibly pale, yet he didn't dare make any moves.

Fang Cheng was expressionless as he took another step forward.

Dong!

This step didn't seem to be stepping on the carpet, but directly trampling upon Xuanzhen's heart.

It was as heavy as a thunderclap exploding.

Xuanzhen's gaze became dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the collapsing mental Secret Realm.

He saw the raging, all-consuming golden flames, and saw that man waving a sky-full of fist shadows, bursting the Domain in a berserk posture.

Substantial mental coercion descended with a bang, enveloping him within it, as if he were placed inside a furnace.

Xuanzhen could clearly feel that his fragile wisp of residual Soul, under this power, felt as though it could turn into powder and burn into ashes at any moment.

He wanted to resist, but his body trembled disobediently, his teeth clattering up and down uncontrollably, making a soft "clacking" sound.

The entire person was pressed back repeatedly by this Aura until his back pressed against the cold floor-to-ceiling window, with nowhere else to retreat.

"Wait!"

Xuanzhen suddenly raised his hand, his voice becoming a bit sharper due to panic.

With this opening, the originally disguised young vocal cords were instantly shattered, restoring their original aged foundation.

Under such terrifying coercion, he finally couldn't keep up the act anymore.

"It really is you!"

Second Young Master Chen Xuan raised his brows, devoid of the slightest remaining doubt.

Fury gushed from his eyes as he pointed at Xuanzhen and shouted sternly:

"Evil spirit, get out of my third brother's body immediately! Otherwise, I'll make you taste what it's like to wish you were dead!"

The several Chen Family members nearby were also both shocked and angry, stepping forward one after another to completely block Xuanzhen's escape route, their eyes filled with wariness and killing intent.

Lin Chuqiao let out a soft breath, quietly stepping to Fang Cheng's side, ready to provide backup at any time.

As for Bailing, she clenched her fists, staring intently at the monster that liked to occupy other people's bodies.

Pan Wendi moved his wrists, his joints making a crisp "crack" sound, an eager expression appearing on his face.

Seeing himself surrounded by the crowd with nowhere to escape, Xuanzhen took a deep breath, a flattering smile unexpectedly appearing on his face:

"Everyone, let's talk nicely. I really don't have any malicious intent; I was just temporarily finding a place to rest."

"Strictly speaking, this matter is just a misunderstanding. We can actually turn hostility into friendship and get along harmoniously..."

He didn't look at the expressions of the Chen Family people, instead casting his gaze toward Fang Cheng, who clearly dominated the situation:

"Nephew, how about we make a deal? This old man plans to turn over a new leaf; as long as you let me go, I can help you take revenge."

"I know many secrets of Utopia, and I also know the true identity of that lord. With me, an insider, won't it be twice the result with half the effort when you deal with Utopia in the future?"

Hearing this, Fang Cheng's brows furrowed slightly, and his footsteps stopped as if he were seriously considering it.

Seeing this, Xuanzhen was inwardly overjoyed, hastily adding fuel to the fire:

"Nephew, look at this decadent state of mine right now—my magical power is completely lost, I lack the strength to tie a chicken, and I can't harm anyone."

"You can completely rest assured. In the future, the two of us will join hands to exterminate Utopia. What money, power, or beauties wouldn't be within easy reach?"

"We can even take over the organization, cooperate together, and dominate the world!"

His words were glib and full of earnestness, brimming with a seductive meaning.

Hearing this, the Chen Family members couldn't help feeling anxious, casting their gazes toward this seemingly extraordinary "Mr. Bai".

Lin Chuqiao, Bailing, and Pan Wendi also changed expression slightly, turning their heads to look at Fang Cheng while waiting for him to make a decision.

Fang Cheng remained silent, as if carefully weighing whether to accept this proposal.

In the end, he slowly shook his head.

"Sorry."

He rejected in a flat tone:

"Your methods are simply too bizarre and unpredictable; if I don't completely eliminate you, I won't be able to sleep or eat in peace."

Hearing this, the smile squeezed onto Xuanzhen's face instantly froze.

"Why... why must you push things to the absolute limit? I was already planning to turn over a new leaf and be a good person, why won't you let me go?"

The disguise on his face was completely torn away, turning frenzied and ferocious:

"I'm warning you! If you kill me, you'll die too. Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Pan Wendi sneered:

"Still being stubborn at a time like this, old man, do you think we were scared growing up?"

Second Young Master Chen Xuan shouted in a deep voice:

"Evil spirit, stop spouting heresies and bewitching the public. Tonight is your death day to pay blood for blood!"

"Bastards, you are all forcing me into this!"

Leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, Xuanzhen had already fallen into a desperate situation, yet a trace of ruthlessness flashed across the depths of his eyes:

"I didn't originally want to do this. Since it's come to this, if we die, let's all die together!"

Everyone's expressions grew stern, thinking he was going to unleash some forbidden technique to perish together.

He suddenly stopped, abruptly raising his head, and with all his strength, emitted an extremely shrill scream:

"Help—My Lord—Help—!"

Everyone was completely stunned. Could there be other helpers hidden nearby?

However, the surroundings were completely silent, without the slightest movement at all.

"Damn it, this old man is acting, deliberately stalling for time!"

Pan Wendi reacted first, reminding everyone.

"Beat him!"

Bailing rubbed her palms together and said excitedly:

"Beat him unconscious first, tie him up and slowly break him in, let's see how he can still play the god and act the ghost?"

The Chen Family members no longer hesitated, lunging forward all at once.

Right at this moment, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.

An unfathomably majestic Aura abruptly awakened from deep within Chen Qiming's body.

"Hum—"

An invisible shockwave suddenly spread outward with him as the center.

The several Chen Family members rushing at the very front were hit as if by a heavy blow, letting out a muffled groan as they were actually forced back several steps by this power.

A fierce gale whipped up out of thin air inside the entire presidential suite.

The heavy velvet curtains were blown to flap loudly, and the document papers on the table fluttered all over the sky with a "swish".

The hanging crystal chandelier also shook frantically, emitting crisp and urgent clanging sounds.

Pan Wendi and Bailing were blown almost unable to stand steady, hastily reaching out to grab the sofa nearby to stabilize their footing.

Second Young Master Chen Xuan and the others were filled with even greater terror, staring fixedly at the center of the storm.

There, "Chen Qiming" slowly raised his head.

His originally distorted visage had now become exceptionally calm.

Within his eyes, blinding white light replaced his pupils.

That gaze faded away Xuanzhen's original madness and despair, turning into an extreme majesty and indifference.

"Not good!"

Lin Chuqiao's pretty face turned pale, shouting with a hint of a tremor in her voice:

"I sense that a powerful consciousness is descending here."

Without needing her reminder, everyone else likewise felt a shudder originating from their Souls.

That Aura was not purely powerful; it also carried a noble and sacred feeling that transcended all living beings, causing them to instinctively want to kneel and prostrate themselves in worship.

Amidst this chaos, only Fang Cheng's figure stood tall and unshaken.

The fierce wind whipped at the corners of his clothes, yet could not shake him in the slightest.

At the moment that sacred coercion descended, not only did he not retreat, but a piercing killing intent flashed across his eyes instead.

No matter what thing was descending, before it completely took control of this body, he would destroy the vessel first!

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Cheng's body sank slightly, force exerted from his waist and abdomen, channeling strength into the tips of his toes.

His right leg was like a steel whip brimming with strength, carrying a sonic boom that tore through the air as it fiercely kicked toward Chen Qiming's chest.

There wasn't enough time to gather force for a punch, so he simply used Kicking Techniques with even greater power.

With this kick, he used his full strength, aiming to completely obliterate the opponent along with the thing inside their body.

Without any mercy!

Chen Qiming—or rather, Xuanzhen—controlled by that mysterious consciousness, didn't seem to have reacted in time.

"Bang—"

Along with a dull sound like beating drums, Fang Cheng's sole squarely imprinted onto his sternum.

The massive kinetic energy instantly erupted, and Chen Qiming immediately flew backward like a cannonball leaving its chamber.

Boom!

The entire floor-to-ceiling window behind him, along with the sturdy alloy window frame, was smashed to pieces by this berserk power.

Countless glass fragments burst and scattered toward the high altitude of the thirty-ninth floor like a crystal-clear sudden rain.

The fierce wind poured back in, blowing the interior of the room into an even greater mess.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked outside.

Falling from this height, even an Esper would definitely be smashed into a pool of minced meat.

However, the scene anticipated didn't appear.

Seeing outside the window, after Chen Qiming's body flew backward more than ten meters, it mysteriously hovered mid-air.