Chapter 107: When the Abyss Roars, the Night Sky Turns Blood Red
Chapter 107: Chapter 107: When the Abyss Roars, the Night Sky Turns Blood Red
Twenty-some minutes later.
A jeep pulled up outside a medical hall called Danqing Hall.
When the doors opened, Snow Angel and Yin Xiaoyu helped the unconscious Lin Yi out of the vehicle.
At the same time, the main door of Danqing Hall opened.
Several people hurried out from inside.
The one in the lead was none other than Lin Yi’s landlady, Tang Qinru.
When she saw the unconscious Lin Yi, her expression changed instantly.
Her gaze turned icy as she said, "What happened? How did he get injured?"
Snow Angel’s eyes darted away. In a hushed voice, she said, "Sister Qingru... he... he was with us hunting down the Blood Drop Believers when Wu Liang ambushed him. That’s why..."
"Blood Drop Believers?"
Tang Qinru’s expression grew even colder.
However, she said nothing more, stepping forward to take Lin Yi’s wrist.
After a moment, she murmured, "Carry him upstairs!"
"Right..."
Sun Lang stepped forward immediately, hoisted Lin Yi onto his back, and walked into the medical hall.
The others followed close behind, entering the hall.
The medical hall was vast. The first floor’s decor was antique and traditional, just like an ancient apothecary.
Counters formed a circle, with medicine cabinets behind them.
Inside were all sorts of medicinal pills, herbal decoctions, and more.
There was also a separately partitioned rest area.
The second floor was where consultations took place.
The third floor consisted of partitioned rooms, a medicinal fragrance wafting from them.
If Lin Yi were conscious right now, he would surely realize the medicinal fragrance here was identical to the one on Tang Qinru.
Moreover, several rooms were designated for alchemy, with no unauthorized entry.
Sun Lang carried Lin Yi all the way to the third floor, into Tang Qinru’s private room.
At Tang Qinru’s direction, he laid Lin Yi on a bed.
Tang Qinru looked down at Lin Yi, whose face was gradually turning pale.
Her face was grim, her brow tightly furrowed.
In a low voice, she said, "The rest of you can leave."
"Sister Qingru... I-I can stay and help," Snow Angel said hurriedly.
Tang Qinru shook her head gently. "No need. Get out."
Snow Angel: "..."
Snow Angel and the others all noticed Tang Qinru’s frigid attitude.
At that moment, none of them dared to say another word.
They quietly retreated from the room.
Once the room was empty, Tang Qinru turned, opened a cabinet, and took out a black leather case.
She gently opened the case, revealing a row of golden needles.
After a long while, once Tang Qinru had sterilized the golden needles,
she also managed to get her emotions under control.
She then inserted the golden needles one by one into several of Lin Yi’s acupoints.
...
「In an elegant, quiet courtyard.」
An old man in a silver Tang suit sat in a grandmaster chair.
Across from him were the three captains from the Demon Hunting Bureau.
"So even Wu Liang of the Blood Drop has come to the Old District?"
The old man’s expression showed a trace of surprise.
The Blood Drop Organization wasn’t as simple as it seemed.
Within their organization, the hierarchy was also tiered.
As a 6-star Martial Artist, Wu Liang was only considered a mid-level cadre in the Blood Drop.
Above him, there were still several true leaders.
Previously, Chu Zhengxiong and his team had tracked the Blood Drop all the way to the Old District.
But all they had encountered was some of the Blood Drop’s cannon fodder.
"Yes, sir. Before Wu Liang died, he said something about when the abyss roars and the night sky turns blood-red, everyone in the Old District will be sacrificed..." Chu Zhengxiong nodded.
The old man’s face darkened slightly as he fell into thought.
After a long moment, he finally nodded. "With Wu Liang dead, the Blood Drop will surely be in turmoil. If I’m not mistaken, they will definitely retaliate!"
"You all need to be careful for the next few days!"
At his words, Chu Zhengxiong burst out laughing.
"Hahaha... Sir, we were worried we wouldn’t be able to find those rats. We’d be thrilled if they came looking for revenge themselves. It would save us the trouble of digging them out of their holes!"
Han Bin and Mo Ya also smiled and nodded lightly.
They had been in the Old District for over a week.
They had been searching for Blood Drop Believers the entire time, and they truly were like rats.
Digging holes everywhere, hiding in every nook and cranny.
And even when they were found, they were just cannon fodder, of no real use.
If Wu Liang’s death could really provoke a counterattack from the Blood Drop and draw out their mid-to-high-level members for revenge,
it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing for Chu Zhengxiong and Han Bin.
The old man nodded with a slight smile and said, "Alright, it’s getting late. You should all go back and rest."
"Rest? Sir, you have no idea!"
"Our success in finding the ruins tonight, and even encountering that Wu Liang, was all thanks to the help of a civilian Demon Hunter. If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have found that godforsaken place so quickly..."
Chu Zhengxiong laughed and steered the conversation in that direction.
Hearing this, the old man paused slightly, but his reaction wasn’t significant.
He simply nodded and said, "Then give him some compensation after the fact..."
"Sigh, we’ll talk about it after his injuries heal. He was ambushed by Wu Liang, and we still don’t know if he’ll live or die. I had my people send him to Danqing Hall... By the way, Old Han, what was that kid’s name again?"
"I think it was... Lin Yi, right?"
Han Bin thought for a long time before he could recall the name.
After all, it was his first time meeting Lin Yi, so remembering his name was already impressive.
But just as the two words ’Lin Yi’ were spoken,
the old man’s expression changed abruptly.
A chilling killing intent erupted in his eyes.
His gaze fell upon Chu Zhengxiong and Han Bin, and his voice was cold and detached. "Who?"
"Right, Lin Yi... What’s wrong? Sir, do you know him?" Chu Zhengxiong replied with a smile on his face.
But his eyes were fixed on the changes in the old man’s expression.
After a long while, the old man composed himself.
He waved his hand. "It’s nothing. You should all go back and rest."
"Sir, are you sure you’re alright?"
Chu Zhengxiong asked again.
Seeing the old man shake his head, he, along with Han Bin and Mo Ya, stood up to take their leave.
Before leaving, Chu Zhengxiong paused for a moment at the door.
Finally, he closed the door behind him and walked outside.
Once the three of them were outside, Han Bin noted the oddity of the situation.
"Old Chu, what was that all about? Why did the old man’s expression change when Lin Yi’s name was mentioned? And you... do you know something?"
Han Bin was a sharp man.
He had already been suspicious of Chu Zhengxiong’s attitude toward Lin Yi.
Chu Zhengxiong had even been deliberately mysterious about it, saying he needed to verify something before he could be sure.
So, the moment Chu Zhengxiong mentioned Lin Yi, he had noticed the change in the old man’s expression.
After that, he saw Chu Zhengxiong watching the old man intently the entire time.
This made Han Bin realize something was wrong.
Chu Zhengxiong glanced back at Han Bin and chuckled. "Old Han, don’t play dumb with me. You’ve already guessed some of it, haven’t you?"
"Me? What have I guessed?" Han Bin shook his head.
Chu Zhengxiong laughed. "Let me put it this way. The Yi Family has two martial techniques, Candle Dragon and the Ancient technique, you know that, right?"
Han Bin nodded. "I do. But what does that have to do with my question?"
"It has everything to do with it. Let me put it this way... Lin Yi knows a martial technique called... the Candle Dragon Ancient Saber Technique. You can chew on that for a while."
After Chu Zhengxiong finished speaking,
Han Bin seemed to be petrified.
The foot he had been lifting stopped in mid-air.
After a long moment, he sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
"`HISS...` Holy shit, Old Chu! You mean that Lin Yi and the old man... they couldn’t be..."
Before Han Bin could finish, Chu Zhengxiong raised a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture.
"Some things are better left unsaid. It’s no fun if you spell it all out."
"Besides, this is the old man’s family business. It’s not our place to judge. We’ll just wait. It’s better for the old man to say it himself than for an outsider like us to blurt it out."
With that, Chu Zhengxiong laughed heartily and walked toward a jeep.
Han Bin immediately chased after him. "Well, well, Old Chu. I never realized that you were so meticulous beneath that rough exterior of yours."
"Who’s rough? You calling me rough? Believe it or not, I’ll shut you up for good!"
Han Bin: "..."