Night falls.
Several figures emerged from the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau and boarded two prepared hovercars at a secluded street corner.
Wei Liang, in the car with Hua Changle and Jiang Xuan, nodded to Iris before driving southeast.
Xiao Si drove the car that Iris was in, heading south.
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Luowei Port is the largest and most prosperous port in the central city, while Liangwan Wharf is located on the east side of Luowei Port.
Hua Changle, Wei Liang, and Jiang Xuan walked into Luowei Port and quickly crossed to Liangwan Wharf.
The three did not approach rashly, but quietly observed under the cover of the huge container.
The sea surface rippled gently in the dead of night, the silver moon was cold and clear, and silver frost was sprinkled on the surface of the sea.
The port was still operating, with the sounds of ships horns and machinery constantly ringing out.
But the sea is gentle, and the dock is tranquil.
The three of them exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.
Clearly, something is wrong with this dock; it's been deliberately shut down, which is why it's so quiet.
Hua Changle made a "go forward" gesture.
She needed to make sure that Liangwan Wharf wasn't Old Mule's channel, so even knowing it might be a trap, she was willing to go in and give it a try.
The three of them silently crossed the leading edge of the storage yard and stopped in a corner.
Hua Changle's fingers twitched slightly, and a dark green vine climbed up her shoulder. The tips of the vine nodded in different directions, then conveyed their senses to their master.
Hua Changle made a shushing gesture, then held up a few numbers.
Wei Liang and Jiang Xuan nodded, indicating that they understood.
Hua Changle was able to detect that a group of people were lying in ambush at the dock, including four people with seventh-level cultivation and ten people with sixth-level cultivation.
Hua Changle thought to himself: These are not the people that Mule could find; they are the people of the true owner of this dock.
So the owner of the dock knew the mule, and because of the mule's warning, he sent out such a large ambush to deal with it.
This suggests that the person behind this is probably one of the Eight Kings, otherwise it would be difficult to pull off such a move in a no-man's-land.
Moreover, it is clear that the mule carries considerable weight in his eyes.
Hua Changle wanted to test the identities of these people.
She made a gesture and sent another message to Jiang: [Seventh Rank].
Jiang Xuan knew that this meant he was to conceal his cultivation level so that the enemy wouldn't notice.
Then, Wei Liang and Jiang Xuan rushed out from the left and right respectively.
Almost the instant the two left, people rushed up from the shadows and attacked each other without saying a word.
The blade sliced through the air with a soft whistling sound, and a sharp, silvery light slashed down.
This person's special ability is to transform into blades, and his target is Wei Liang.
Wei Liang quickly struck out with his palm, and the man swiftly sheathed his sword and used it to block in front of him.
Little did they know, Wei Liang's palm strike was just a feint!
His palm landed on the blade, his five fingers suddenly spread open, and an almost invisible lichen shot out, disappearing into the man's body.
The man's body suddenly stiffened, Wei Liang's five fingers curled inward, and the man's limbs swayed slightly in a strange posture, but his face was filled with terror.
Wei Liang flicked his fingers, and the man turned around, swung his broadsword, and slashed his charging companion to the ground.
Wei Liang stood behind him, his five fingers clenched in the air, the silver thread almost invisible to the naked eye.
This is Wei Liang's special ability—[Puppet Strings].
It can control all inanimate objects and people with lower cultivation levels than itself, but if the person being controlled is a person with a strong will and powerful mental strength, there is a risk of being devoured by the backlash.
Wei Liang's cultivation level is at the sixth rank. As long as he doesn't rashly try to control a few seventh-rank cultivators, the remaining sixth-rank cultivators are not worth mentioning.
A seventh-level being noticed Wei Liang's strange abilities quickly stepped forward and launched a ruthless attack.
Wei Liang dodged without hesitation, but the seventh-ranked warrior pressed forward step by step. Wei Liang retreated step by step, and the seventh-ranked warrior thought that he had no power to fight back. He protected his right arm with qi and threw a punch.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Wei Liang raised his hand and pushed the controlled person away, interrupting the momentum of the seventh-level person's charge.
In that instant, three tiny, invisible silver lights pierced through the air, breaking through the seventh-level qi and entering the body.
The seventh-level aura stagnated, and Wei Liang seamlessly switched back to control the sixth level. He slashed the seventh-level aura on the side of its neck, causing the seventh-level aura to sway and faint.
Without hesitation, Wei Liang raised his sword to deliver the finishing blow, killing the seventh-tier opponent.
Another person stepped forward, and Wei Liang kicked the seventh-level person into the shadows before going to meet them.
In the shadows, Hua Changle calmly crouched down to examine the dead seventh-ranked beast.
They wore ordinary clothes, had no tattoos, and no identification; it was impossible to tell what kind of organization they belonged to.
"Um?"
Hua Changle pinched the man's mouth and noticed a silvery light reflecting off his teeth.
Hua Changle deftly dislocated his jaw, tore off a piece of his own clothing to cushion it, and pried out the silvery light—a silvery-white poison pill.
"Goodness, quite retro." Hua Changle put away the poison pill. "Suicide by hiding poison in his teeth? A suicide assassin?"
Thinking of this, Hua Changle tugged at his clothes, which were made of a smooth and quick-drying material, and then tore off a corner of his clothes and put it away as well.
A poison pill plus a piece of cloth should be enough to uncover something.
"bass!"
A metallic clanging sound reached Hua Changle's ears. He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Xuan blocking someone a few steps away.
Judging from his posture, the man had noticed her and intended to attack her.
Jiang Xuan wrapped his hands around the man's two short daggers.
The shadow beneath his feet, almost blending into the night, suddenly lengthened, and something like an arm extended from the side, pulling out a pitch-black short sword.
The shadow raised its hand and plunged the short sword into the man's heart, spinning it until the man died.
This is Jiang Xuan's special ability—[Battle Shadow].
Driven by fighting spirit, the shadow can transform into a physical entity for a certain period of time, generating the same combat power as the main body.
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