When Sheng Zhuoyu received the call from "Gongdejing," he was showing off his power with his team in the Haotian Biotechnology Company building.
Before I could even touch the phone, the ringtone stopped.
When he looked at the caller ID and dialed back, he heard a female voice familiar to everyone who uses a mobile phone.
A distant clap of thunder made his heart skip a beat. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong. He left the situation to his incompetent subordinates, then turned around, as if remembering something, and waved to Wen Shi: "Follow me."
The elevator was on the ground floor, but he couldn't wait, so he kicked open the stairwell door.
The miasma in the stairwell had been cleared away along with the dream. Sheng Zhuoyu glanced at her phone while dialing, then used the handrail to flip over and went down a floor in the blink of an eye. Wen Shi followed suit and quickly got on.
After descending three floors, the Fairy Association president finally answered the phone. Before the other party could even exchange pleasantries, Sheng Zhuoyu immediately asked, "Where is Tide?"
The president was a little puzzled, but still replied, "He went out to play today..."
Sheng Zhuoyu's temples throbbed with anger as he asked, suppressing his rage, "When did he leave? Didn't you have anyone follow him?"
The president paused, his voice weak, "It shouldn't have been more than half an hour. No one was with you. Did something happen?"
Sheng Zhuoyu cursed with a single syllable, then pressed down hard, crushing a piece of the armrest and nearly breaking her phone as well.
He stumbled, grabbed Wen Shi who had jumped down after him, and said in a deep voice into his phone, "Send out all your dog demons to search for him. He might be in danger."
Without waiting for the chairman to speak again, he hung up the phone abruptly, a gloomy look flashing in his eyes.
The idea that good deeds bring good fortune and that good deeds protect one's body is all nonsense; he knew this hundreds of years ago.
Animals bully good people.
When a beast stretches out its claws and bares its fangs, what should be done is to cut off its claws and pull out its teeth, rather than trying to influence it with kindness.
Sheng Zhuoyu's car was parked in front of Haotian Biotechnology's company. After slamming the car door shut with a "bang," Wen Shi hadn't even settled in before he stepped on the gas and sped off towards the Fairy Association.
The steering wheel was never steady in his hands, but his mind was racing, trying to figure out the possible crime scene.
Half an hour from now, Tide will most likely still be near the Fairy Association. If it really is Xiao Xuan making a move, not only will there be fewer people, but the venue will also need to be spacious...
A map of the area around the association automatically appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter a curse: "If you insist on going out to deliver it, even the deepest merit can't withstand your actions."
He ran several traffic lights, with police sirens blaring behind him. Wen Shi held onto his seatbelt and gripped the roof railing, nervously watching every car that passed by, and occasionally glancing back at the police car.
The people next to him looked so grim that he didn't dare yell at them to slow down and obey traffic rules.
Sheng Zhuoyu glanced at the rearview mirror, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and drove through the sparse traffic with an expressionless face, while using her other hand to make a phone call.
Three to five minutes later, the sirens stopped and the car drove away at a fork in the road.
He had just arrived at the park entrance when his phone rang. It was the president of the Fairy Association. Before the other person could speak, he said, "I've arrived."
The security guard in the guard booth was fast asleep, showing no sign of waking up at the sound of the car, while the sound of a TV drama could be clearly heard.
Sheng Zhuoyu parked the car across the gate, called out to Wen Shi, and ran over the railing into the house.
A foul odor wafted through the air, a scent unique to demons, the demonic energy belonging to Xiao Xuan, which Wen Shi also detected.
Following the scent, they found a group of fairies gathered there. Some of them were hiding further away, rubbing their noses uncomfortably and occasionally letting out a big sneeze.
The president was supporting someone, and a barrier was erected around them to block the rain.
Sheng Zhuoyu wiped the rain off her face and looked closely. The person being supported by the president was covered in blood and had his eyes closed, but his long silver hair alone was enough to make him recognize that it was Chao Xi.
His clothes on his left shoulder had been cut open, and a fairy was helping him clean and heal his wounds. Two demons lay on the ground beside him, being examined by several other fairies. They were not only unsure of whether they were alive or dead, but were clearly dead.
When Wen Shi saw Xiao Xuan, she subconsciously took a few steps forward, but was stopped by the other demons: "You are a sword spirit, right? Stay away from this kind of newly dead great demon, otherwise you may get tainted by demonic energy or resentment, which will hinder your cultivation."
He unconsciously pressed his hand to his chest, his eyes blank and unfocused.
Seeing that Xiao Xuan was dead, Sheng Zhuoyu lost his original intention of bringing Wen Shilai. He waved to him and said, "Go and rest over there."
When the president saw them, he didn't move. He greeted Sheng Zhuoyu from his current position, his brows furrowed with helplessness and melancholy.
The latter nodded perfunctorily, squatted down to examine Chao Xi's injuries, and only after seeing the obvious sword wound did he notice the broken sword next to him.
He glanced at Wen Shi instinctively before asking, "What happened?"
The guild leader said in a low voice, "It's not clear yet. It was like this when we arrived. Look at the sword energy left on Xiao Xuan and the Demon Armor's wounds. It's obvious that they were killed by the same sword in one blow. Tide should have moved once. I restored his original position and found that it looks like he and Xiao Xuan fought in close combat and ended up like this."
When he said this, the president had a ridiculous expression on his face, but he still had to keep going.
"Tide is estimated to have three or four hundred years of cultivation now, which is impossible in theory, but you say he has accumulated great merit, so I'll believe it for now, that it's a gift from Heaven to those with great merit. The current situation is that he seems to have killed a thousand-year-old demon and another demon that can be rounded up to a thousand years old. Even if he wields divine weapons, it's a pipe dream for him to escape unscathed like this."
Sheng Zhuoyu examined the corpses of Xiao Xuan and the demon armor, and nodded solemnly: "If all else fails, we can extract Xiao Xuan's soul and question him."
"This is another thing I want to tell you: Xiao Xuan's spirit body has disappeared."
Sheng Zhuoyu was stunned and immediately went to check the spirit body of the demonic armor, only to find that it had been shattered into pieces.
"The only person we can ask now is Tide, but for some reason he hasn't woken up yet."
Tide didn't wake up until the next night. Seeing unfamiliar strangers around her, she covered her head with the blanket and only realized after a while that she shouldn't have backed down and dodged.
Someone outside called him, and he pulled the blanket down and sat up, but unconsciously hugged his legs and curled up together.
His recovery ability is very strong, and with the treatment he received, the injury on his shoulder has almost completely healed.
Sheng Zhuoyu scrutinized his expression, her brows furrowed, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
The previously abundant merit is now completely invisible, yet the guild leader has examined it and is certain that this soul is the original.
Tide's heart skipped a beat. Remembering the advice the mission taker had given him, he unconsciously clenched his fists tightly to suppress his inner tension.
He carefully raised his head, took a deep breath, but his voice was still very soft: "I am... Tide, who are you?"
Sheng Zhuoyu stared intently at him and asked, "If you are Chaoxi, then who was the one before?"
Tide looked blank, and hesitated before asking, "Me too?"
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