pappabearbooks Chapter 483 - 444: Gathering Water into a Gun! Stolen Goods Secured! Mind Clear!
Chapter 483 - 444: Gathering Water into a Gun! Stolen Goods Secured! Mind Clear!
Wang Jian bent down while taking out the cigar case from the cabinet.He reached out to touch the "treasure" hidden under the table, a trace of joy appearing involuntarily on his face.
With this item, even if his actions were discovered by the Great Chu.
Someone would arrange a route for him, leading overseas.
"Hoo... Working for the Great Chu for half my life, I was really utterly foolish, wasting nearly a hundred years.
In recent years, making some extra money, then going abroad to enjoy life!"
He heard that over there, lives had clear prices, and they weren’t expensive.
By then, he could "pay to level up".
Becoming a Grandmaster in the Demon Path shouldn’t be a big problem.
A Grandmaster in the Demon Path is still a Grandmaster and can live for four to five hundred years, far beyond what a mere Martial Arts master can compare to.
The fourth mutation made the increase in human lifespan particularly noticeable.
The Three-Limit Master could live for barely two hundred years.
But a Grandmaster of Four Limits, doubling that is just the baseline.
With the addition of life-extending treasures, living past five hundred would be effortless.
That’s what Wang Jian always aspired to because a Martial Arts master only had a lifespan of around a hundred and fifty years.
The threat of dying of old age was like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, making it difficult for him to sleep and eat in peace.
Wang Jian was too clever. Through the channels of Outer Heaven,
he heard that their ally, the Demon Summoning Hall, had a method that could make people immortal.
They also had a branch overseas.
By then, he could first cultivate for a while and then join them with the cultivation of a Grandmaster in the Demon Path.
Reigning as a supreme figure while enjoying eternal happiness!
"Hahaha!"
Thinking of this, Wang Jian’s laugh became exceptionally sinister.
Even the cigar in his mouth tasted sweeter than usual.
Time passed slowly.
While he imagined a wonderful life, his heart suddenly stirred, and he spontaneously extinguished the cigar.
The red glow in his eyes gradually faded, as he noticed someone approaching from outside the door.
Wang Jian glanced at the clock; it was time for the secretary’s regular business processing time.
Every day around two in the afternoon, the secretary first comes to assist him with "exercise and digestion".
Afterwards, she handles the company’s affairs.
Wang Jian had long lost interest in these matters, focusing solely on immortality.
Hearing the knock at the door and the secretary’s sweet voice.
After his perception swept the drawer to confirm that the contents were correct, he stood up to open the door.
"Click."
As the door opened, Wang Jian’s expression froze.
Aside from the voluptuous secretary, there were also strong men with guns standing around her.
Their fingers holding the guns were full of rough marks, looking like seasoned police officers accustomed to target practice and pulling the trigger.
An idea flashed through his mind instantly: he had been exposed!
"When was I exposed?"
Wang Jian didn’t know, but he understood that he had to run.
What he did would be enough to merit execution a hundred times over.
He instantly turned around and pushed off the ground, leaping towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
It seemed as if there was black fog supporting his feet, with a ridiculous reaction speed.
Demon Skills were all expert at escape, and the Blood Refinement Technique was no exception.
The police officers’ reactions were also swift, with someone lunging at him and others drawing their guns to shoot.
After the gunshots rang out, only some shattered bullet casings hit the ground.
The True Qi surrounding Wang Jian had already transformed into deep red Demonic Qi with the initiation of the Blood Refinement Technique.
The bullets that were shot at him, upon contact with the "Protective True Qi",
were mostly corroded, and their momentum was dissipating, nearly reaching the effect of the Celestial Demon Force Field.
He felt a slight joy in his heart; this Demon Skill was indeed formidable!
In a single step, he crashed through the glass and leapt outside the window.
Under the company building, in the artificial lake, he had already dug a secret passage.
Falling directly to the bottom of the lake and escaping was his pre-prepared backup plan.
Getting closer to the lake’s surface, Wang Jian’s mindset gradually calmed from the initial terror upon opening the door and seeing the police.
With the Blood Refinement Technique in hand, he could make a comeback.
Reborn into a second life, becoming a Demon Path overlord once more!
...
At the moment his toes touched the lake’s surface, the previously calm lake suddenly trembled.
Waves surged, and the large amount of lake water gathered into a giant water spear,
spear thrusting out from the bottom of the lake, converging and exploding beneath Wang Jian.
Boom!
The water column shot him back into the air.
"What’s going on?"
Wang Jian was anxious and a bit puzzled.
Unable to make sense of it, his collar was grabbed by a large hand.
Meng Chuan, with one hand gripping the building, swung Wang Jian’s arm around.
He slammed Wang Jian into the building wall, bricks and stones crumbling and peeling.
The "Water Spear Impact" from the lake was naturally his doing.
Previously, at the crater, he could find where the Fire Attribute energy was amassing, causing a remote explosion, creating the grand move [Burning Heaven].
Earlier, when perched on the wall, seeing Wang Jian jump out the window, heading straight for the lake surface.
He had a quick idea, summoning kidney water Qi,
detonating the lake water to trigger a water flow impact, sending the guy back up...
Merely relying on the power of water, accumulating and using the waves’ lift was necessary to generate explosive power.
The lake had limited water, coupled with his recent acquisition of this technique and unfamiliarity, the "wave" he created wasn’t enough.
Thus, the water spear could only send Wang Jian flying, but not "ascending"...
But fortunately, if the water spear had directly stabbed him to death, it would have been hard to explain to the Jiu Yan police...
Wang Jian was unwilling to give up, still terrified by being sent up again by the water.
Meng Chuan’s slam brought him back completely to reality.
Strands of blackish-brown blood mist gathered over the body, eventually coalescing into a sticky blood armor.
These were all Qi Blood taken from killings during the entry phase of Demon Skill a while ago.
It had been stored in the demonic spring eye within his sea of consciousness, waiting for use.
In an instant, his aura transformed dramatically, exuding an evil might.
His whole body shuddered, fierce blood light erupted instantly, about to break free from Meng Chuan’s grip!
Then.
Meng Chuan felt on his hand that this old guy’s struggling strength increased, so he tightened his grip...
Wang Jian, who had just been ready to strike, suddenly wilted...
Then, flames burst from his palm, pushing Wang Jian’s head deeply into the wall once more.
Bang!
A five-meter-diameter cracked pit was deeply embedded in the building.
This time, he unleashed the explosive force of the Fire Attribute Martial Arts Momentum to prevent this old guy Wang Jian from struggling again.
Sensing no movement, he pulled Wang Jian out from the pit with his arm.
Seeing him bleeding from seven orifices, the whole person passed out.
Feeling that he still had a breath, Meng Chuan relaxed.
With his left hand clinging to the wall, he pushed himself down, leaping high into the air, carrying Wang Jian back to the office.
The whole process happened within seconds, this is the efficiency of a capture!
Handing him over to the police officers, keeping him alive, the mission was perfectly completed.
At the same time, the police looked at Meng Chuan with astonishment in their eyes.
They saw outside the window, Wang Jian was about to fall into the water.
Then he was erupted back up by the water, surely it was "Special Agent Meng" who did it.
How did he do it? Is it Martial Arts or some Daoist magic?
They thought there would be unforeseen complications, but Meng Chuan made his move and caught this guy in a matter of seconds, truly impressive.
No wonder he became a "National Special Agent" at such a young age, and was the main officer in charge of this mission.
His strength no longer allows him to keep a low profile...
Part of the team took Wang Jian back to the police station first.
The other part exited the general manager’s office and began searching the whole building.
...
Alone in the office, Meng Chuan scanned around with his perception, raising an eyebrow slightly.
He found "stolen goods" in the drawer.
The previous experience of Chen Xuan at the Eastern United University in Fucheng was still vivid in his mind.
Meng Chuan worried that Wang Jian’s cabinet might also hide some statue.
If he took it out, he would jump out to the Outer Heaven with the Celestial Demon and unleash everything on him...
Simply delivering a fist strength blow, breaking the huge solid wood office desk into four pieces.
A small square box fell out of the broken drawer.
The Qi Observation Skill "smelled" the aura of jewelry from it.
Apparently, his worries were unfounded; the national task system intelligence was indeed correct, the statue was at his home.
Meng Chuan opened the box and carefully examined it.
A large piece of turquoise as green as the waves of the Bi Bo Tan appeared before his eyes.
Taking it out of the box, his perception inexplicably reacted strangely.
Focusing slightly, his perception plunged deeply inside.
Like a fish swimming through the stone, gradually, Meng Chuan’s expression brightened with joy.
This should be it, without a doubt.
In the central part of this huge premium turquoise.
There was a bottle-cap-sized area, which was greener and more profound than other parts.
Upon closer perception, Meng Chuan discovered something different within.
With a palm pressing down, the outer layer of turquoise instantly shattered and exploded.
The unique object revealed itself.
Entirely jade green like the new leaves of early spring, yet during its flowing, it shimmered with a pearly luster.
Pinching this treasure up, he examined it under the sunlight.
"So transparent."
Like a celestial tear from the Moon Palace goddess, nothing in this world is more translucent.
No wonder this thing is named "Immortal Tear’s Gold", it truly fits.
Admired twice, Meng Chuan stored it in his pocket.
Resisting the impulse to consume it right away, this idea of a "prioritize-act-later"...
The way of a gentleman lies in choice and execution, although he considers himself not much of a gentleman.
However, this item does not count as a spoil of the mission process, but a state-owned object.
To immediately refine it, would constitute secondary plunder...
"With my current status and position, there is no need for such conduct, instead, it would give people leverage over me."
Meng Chuan understood this very well in his heart.
Before leaving, he glanced at the gigantic nearly fifty-square-meter cigar room inside the office.
The cigars inside differed from the Immortal Tears Gold, they belonged to his own spoils.
Though he didn’t smoke, after some thought, he called Shen Shuo:
[Old Shen, there’s a room full of Wang Jian’s cigars, do you want them?]
Meng Chuan had seen Shen Shuo smoke cigars, hence he asked him.
Shen Shuo’s eyes lit up, he said:
[Is the mission over? Keep them, I’ll send someone to collect, thanks!]
Shen Shuo had toured Wang Jian’s cigar room, and it contained quite a few interesting items.
Many were rare, out-of-production items that he, as a Grandmaster, coveted.
It had to be Xiaomeng, who kept him in mind during occasions like this.
[No big deal.]
Meng Chuan smiled slightly, hanging up the phone.
Old Shen helped him a lot, and this was how little he had repaid.
These cigars, after all, were mere mundane things.
...
Two days passed by in a flash.
Meng Chuan finished his Heart Spirit cultivation in the hotel, preparing to head to the Jiuyan police station.