114: The plan to win over Song Zhong!

Whisper left the church, taking Shen Qingzhu with him.

The Snake Woman, whose identity had been exposed, remained behind.

"Lord Yue Huai, what do you wish for me to do next?"

No expression could be seen on Yue Huai's aged face.

"What do you think of my plan to recruit Song Zhong?"

The Snake Woman's body trembled imperceptibly. "Everything according to Lord Yue Huai's command."

"Heh heh!" Yue Huai sneered. "I know you're likely unconvinced, and Whisper is the same."

Her thoughts exposed by Yue Huai, the Snake Woman was filled with fear, unsure what the true speaker of the Ancient God Church intended to do next.

"Don't be afraid. I've always believed that without the baptism of blood, people won't grow. This is a world where the strong prey on the weak!"

Yue Huai stroked the Snake Woman's hair, and the destructive aura made her tremble uncontrollably.

"So I won't restrain you. If you can kill him, kill Whisper, it proves your value is above theirs."

"If you can kill me, you can also take my place."

"This is the Law of survival for the Ancient God Church: destroy others to achieve yourself."

Upon hearing Yue Huai's words, a trace of wild joy couldn't help but rise in the Snake Woman's heart.

"I understand, Lord Yue Huai."

The Ancient God Church was like a giant insect nest; only those who survived could become excellent Gu.

"Next, you are to make a trip to Cangnan City. I've already planted a chess piece there. You just need to impersonate Song Zhong and cause trouble everywhere."

The Snake Woman was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected the task Yue Huai assigned her to be so simple.

"Do you think it's simple? Let me tell you, I've already sent Bell Krand to Cangnan City. By then, I'll make the entire Cangnan know that Song Zhong is a bloodthirsty demon. At that point, he'll have no choice but to join our Ancient God Church."

The Snake Woman took a deep breath; she had, of course, heard of Bell Krand's name.

It was a Mysterious entity from the mist, possessing the ability to control minds.

However, such a thing possessed a high degree of intelligence and was extremely cautious; capturing such a Mysterious entity was no easy feat.

The Snake Woman's gaze towards Yue Huai gained a few more hints of fear.

But doing bad things while looking like Song Zhong sounded quite exciting!

"I obey your command, Lord Yue Huai."

...

Cangnan City's nightlife had always been vibrant, so there were quite a few nightclubs and pubs here.

An Qingyu followed behind Song Zhong; they had already ruled out several suspects.

"May I ask a question?" An Qingyu asked.

Song Zhong nodded.

"Why do you know the serial car accident is related to a Fat Boss of a pub, yet you don't know the specific characteristics of this person?"

"Heh heh, I just guessed wildly, do you believe me?"

"I believe it. Sometimes, intuition, when you stop overthinking, is more accurate," An Qingyu said.

"Or, I could interpret your guess as an incomplete prophetic ability."

Ever since his eyeball burst last time, An Qingyu no longer dared to use The Only Correct Solution to analyze Song Zhong.

He began to observe, attempting to understand Song Zhong.

"Alright, think whatever you want. How about it? Where is the owner of this pub?"

Song Zhong and An Qingyu stood in front of a pub named "Soul."

"That person isn't in the pub. He went to... huh? Why did he run to the vicinity of the garbage station?"

An Qingyu had long arranged for several fish-type carriers to monitor all suspects.

"Garbage station? What would a boss do at a garbage station?" Song Zhong sensed something was off. "Let's go, take me there."

An Qingyu wasted no words, leading Song Zhong towards the garbage station.

A bat flew in the night sky, trailing behind the Fat Boss, observing his every move.

Through the bat's perspective, An Qingyu could clearly see the Fat Boss's actions.

The Fat Boss wore a large coat; perhaps due to his excessive obesity, the coat looked like a sealed bag, tightly wrapped around his body.

The area around the garbage station was a Holy Land for vagrants. Through the bat's perspective, An Qingyu also noticed vagrants gathered in groups of three or five.

They were somewhat curious about the Fat Boss's arrival; in their minds, such a person shouldn't appear in a place like a garbage station.

A silver bottle fell from the Fat Boss's body to the ground; the stopper of the bottle was gone at some unknown point.

A purple mist instantly spread into the air, and the Fat Boss walked to one side of the garbage station.

He looked at the dozen or so vagrants entrenched there, his gaze full of mockery.

Those vagrants felt very annoyed by his ill-intentioned gaze.

One of the leaders stood up. "Hey, fatso, what are you looking at?"

Although this guy seemed to have some dirty money, those who have nothing to lose don't fear those who do. What could happen if they beat him up?

At most, they'd spend a few days in jail.

A surge of irritable impulse spread from his heart, and the same went for several other vagrants.

No one noticed a strange purple glow flickering in their eyes.

"Didn't you hear me?" The vagrant leader picked up a wine bottle from the side, intending to teach this Fat Boss a lesson.

With a thud, a discarded iron barrel directly smashed onto the vagrant leader's head.

"Damn it, who was that?"

The vagrant leader turned his head and saw that the others had already picked up various "weapons," surrounding him.

"Damn it, are you crazy?"

The vagrant leader was furious. "I'll kill you all!"

The dozen or so vagrants immediately started fighting, and soon, intestines and internal organs flew everywhere, like a slaughterhouse.

The Fat Boss quietly enjoyed this disgusting scene.

"Haha, fight more fiercely! The great Bell Krand loves energetic Souls."

"Is that so? Is the Bell Krand you're talking about a beetle?"

A sudden hoarse voice appeared at the Fat Boss's ear, scaring the fat on his body into trembling.

"Who?"

The Fat Boss turned his head and saw two people had appeared behind him at some unknown point.

"Who are you?" the Fat Boss asked cautiously, and at the same time, he tugged at the clothes on his back.

Song Zhong smiled at the Fat Boss. "Who we are isn't important. What's important is, where is that beetle now?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across the Fat Boss's face. "How dare you slander the great Bell Krand! I'll make you pay the price."

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew out from between the Fat Boss's legs.

An Qingyu, behind Song Zhong, saw it clearly: it was a creature from the Chuan Realm, resembling a small demon, holding a shining dagger in its hand.

"Ten Cut Demon Child, kill them!"

Creatures from the Chuan Realm were almost invincible in Cangnan City, so the Fat Boss was very confident he could kill these two Mysterious people.

The Ten Cut Demon Child jumped up menacingly. Just as it was about to fly to about the same height as Song Zhong's knee, it suddenly felt its entire body was no longer obeying its commands.

With a thud, it fell heavily to the ground before completing its jump.