159: The purpose of the black coffin; Li Qingqing disappeared.

The shadow covered a large area and moved extremely fast, covering several hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Indeed, within the shadow were Ming Ge and his group, who had escaped from the Primeval Forest.

At this moment, Ming Ge, who was being attacked by Wang Yunchen, frowned deeply, his breathing rapid, his body cradled in Zhang Duoduo's arms.

"Young Sect Master! Oh, Young Sect Master! Don't die! What will I do if you die!"

Zhang Duoduo cried crocodile tears, her expression unchanged.

She suddenly paused, as if she had thought of something, and then her expression became somewhat excited, a smile spreading across her doll-like face.

"If the Young Sect Master dies, won't his company be mine? Maybe I'll even inherit his estate, since I'm the person he values most."

"Hehehe, Young Sect Master, don't die! Hehehe, if you die, I can slack off every day, eating and drinking to my heart's content."

"Forget it, Young Sect Master, you should just die, for my future."

Zhang Duoduo continued to mumble, completely oblivious to the pale faces of her three female companions beside her, who were clutching each other tightly, their eyes filled with terror as they stared at Zhang Duoduo.

Zhang Duoduo seemed to sense the three of them, frowning, "Why are you all so nervous? The Young Sect Master fainted, he can't hear anything..."

She looked down, only to see a pair of pitch-black pupils staring directly at her, and pale lips curving into a chilling smile.

"Ah! Young... Young Sect Master, you're awake! Phew, the weather's really nice today." Zhang Duoduo looked away guiltily.

"It is!"

"This weather is like someone today, who doesn't know their place and is about to leak."

"Ah! Th-this, Young Sect Master, I was just joking..."

"Hmph!"

"Actually, you don't have to die for me to inherit it."

The air suddenly became very quiet, and almost everyone looked at Zhang Duoduo in surprise.

No way, are you that bold?

Zhang Duoduo looked at Ming Ge, who was untying his belt, her face full of confusion:

"Young Sect Master, why are you untying your belt? Oh! Do you need to pee?"

"Heh."

People often laugh inexplicably when they are speechless.

Ming Ge slowly approached Zhang Duoduo. "That's right, I need to pee, but it's not me."

"Eh?"

"Ah!"

"Ah ah ah!"

"..."

Cracking sounds continuously rang out, accompanied by Zhang Duoduo's violent screams.

The surrounding companions reluctantly hugged each other, trying their best not to imagine Zhang Duoduo's pain.

Phew!

His belt re-fastened on his suit pants, Ming Ge sat down cross-legged, his Qi radiating outwards, sensing the area the shadow had reached.

"It seems we're out. In a few more minutes, we'll be back at our company."

"Yes..."

Zhang Duoduo clutched her buttocks, the intense burning pain constantly transmitting into her mind.

"Young Sect Master, you hit too hard, now I can't even go out to eat."

"...Still want another beating?"

"Wrong... wrong..." Zhang Duoduo barely managed to get up, then sat down cross-legged, clutching her buttocks, her expression becoming solemn.

"Young Sect Master, something very important happened while you were unconscious."

She cleared her throat, her face serious.

"A Giant Tiger suddenly appeared, unleashing invisible flames that completely destroyed the place where we were just fighting."

Ming Ge was delighted: "Then did Wang Yunchen die?"

Zhang Duoduo shook her head, "No, he flew away."

"Eh, flew away!?"

"Forget it, what a pity." Ming Ge sighed, then continued to ask: "How strong was that Giant Tiger?"

"Definitely not Qi Induction Realm. That place is more dangerous than we thought."

Ming Ge was shocked, "A mere forest actually has a supernatural beast above the Qi Induction Realm. How terrifying. We should avoid that place for now."

After a moment of pause, Ming Ge suddenly showed a sinister smile. He caressed his waist and burst into laughter.

"It doesn't matter if Wang Yunchen wasn't killed. The main mission this time was this Soul body. Once I hand him over to Grandpa, hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the shadow slowly stopped. "Young Sect Master, we've arrived."

Zhang Duoduo reminded him.

"Alright."

Behind a massive building, Ming Ge and his group slowly emerged from the shadow.

"This Supernatural Ability is good. Continue practicing, and in the future, I'll definitely make you my capable assistant."

Ming Ge patted Zhang Duoduo's shoulder, encouraging her.

"Oh, then when can I inherit your estate?"

Ming Ge's face darkened.

"You..."

"Hmm? Ran off?"

Ming Ge snorted coldly and slowly walked through the back door.

He continued forward until he reached a room.

Knock knock knock.

"Enter!"

Pushing open the door, a gloomy aura rushed out, accompanied by an unpleasant stench.

The faint light from outside the door shone into the room, illuminating the center of the room filled with old-fashioned furniture, where a white-haired old man, eyes closed, rested in a rocking chair, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.

Beside him, a humanoid puppet stood blankly next to the old man, without expression or movement, just like a puppet.

"Grandpa, why don't you turn on the light?" Ming Ge walked in, turning on the light as he did so.

"Wastes electricity."

The old man slowly spoke, "Why are you here, Xiao Ge?"

"Hehe, Grandpa, look at this."

Ming Ge's waist flashed, and a palm-sized Black Coffin slowly appeared.

The old man squinted, turning his head to look at Ming Ge's hand.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he immediately rose from the rocking chair.

His eyes were filled with surprise, and he threw his palm-leaf fan aside.

"You... you found the core?"

"That's right! I found it! Grandpa!"

The old man laughed heartily, his back instantly straightening.

"Good grandson, you are truly a good grandson. Come, give it to me. I want to purify her and awaken her, my research achievement, my greatest achievement."

"Okay, Grandpa, but can I ask you for something? After she awakens, can she help me deal with someone? He... humiliated me."

Ming Ge's face was slightly red, looking very angry.

"No problem! Good grandson, once the flash is successfully activated, I'll let you witness with your own eyes how the person who bullied you dies!"

...Wang Yunchen returned home, the lights inside were off.

"I'm home!"

"Li Qingqing?"

"No one's here?"

Wang Yunchen turned on the lights and loudly called Li Qingqing's name, but no one answered.

"Sleeping in her room or not home?"

Wang Yunchen knocked on Li Qingqing's door; there was no response. He gently tried the doorknob; the door wasn't locked and opened easily.

The room already had a girlish decor, but it was relatively simple, as it was a borrowed room after all.

"Where did she go?"

Wang Yunchen searched every room again, but there was no trace of her.

Wang Yunchen frowned slightly: "In West City, Li Qingqing's closest person is Liu Qiang. Besides that, apart from the girl who raises Turtles, she doesn't have any other close friends."

Wang Yunchen took out his phone and called them individually, briefly explaining the situation, but received no news of Li Qingqing.

After hanging up, Wang Yunchen felt something was wrong.

"What's going on?"

He went to the bean bag chair, and suddenly Wang Yunchen sniffed, his brows furrowing: "Why is there a faint stench?"

A gust of wind-attribute spiritual energy blew, attempting to disperse the stench, but as the spiritual energy touched the sofa, a blood-colored envelope appeared out of thin air.

"What is this?"

Wang Yunchen enveloped the envelope with spiritual energy, and a black letter fell out.

On it were several large characters spelled out with spiritual energy.

[If you want to find your woman, come to Tomorrow Building.]