Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 1009 Out of place
Fang Yu understood; it was normal for large organizations to have their own rules and regulations. "Okay, I'll wait for your news. In the meantime, I'll take care of some personal matters."

Seeing that Fang Yu agreed so readily, Zhuge Shi was in a great mood, and her eyes, as they sparkled, once again carried that usual alluring charm.

She moved gracefully closer to Fang Yu, naturally reaching out to take his arm. Her soft breasts brushed against his arm, and her breath was sweet as orchids. "What are you going to do? Do you need my help? I know the capital better than you do."

She believed that her subtle seduction last night had finally worked, causing Fang Yu's attitude to shift.

However, Fang Yu's reaction once again surprised her.

Without any hesitation, he slightly trembled his arm, and a gentle yet irresistible force was released, skillfully shaking Zhuge Shi's hand away. At the same time, he leaned back slightly, creating distance between them.

His expression was calm and composed, his tone distant yet polite: "No need to trouble yourself. It's just some personal business, and I'm more comfortable handling things on my own. Farewell."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhuge Shi to say anything more, he turned around and strode away, leaving behind a resolute back view.

Zhuge Shi stood frozen in place, her hand still hanging in mid-air, the smile on her face gradually freezing, turning into a look of astonishment, followed by embarrassment and annoyance.

When had Zhuge Shi ever been so coldly rejected?
You must know that although her strength was sealed for some reason, her true identity and past strength were enough to make countless people look up to her. When did she ever need to be so humble to a young man, or even be looked down upon? A nameless anger suddenly rose up.

But soon, she took a few deep breaths, her chest heaving, and forcibly suppressed her anger.

She chuckled self-deprecatingly, shook her head, and muttered to herself, "Forget it, why bother arguing with him... business is more important. The most urgent thing is to get this guy into the organization first. Later... we'll have plenty of time to play with him."

Thinking about the interesting developments that might occur in the future, her mood strangely improved again, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips once more.

Fang Yu left the Ouyang residence and walked on the streets of the capital in the early morning.

As the number of carriages and horses gradually increased, and vendors began to hawk their wares, the vast city was awakening. He walked seemingly casually, his gaze calmly sweeping over the scenery along the way, but his extraordinary perception had already spread out like an invisible spider web.

Before long, he keenly noticed that a tail had appeared behind him.

There was more than one aura; their actions were cautious, well-trained, and they took turns providing cover, clearly indicating they were professional trackers.

Fang Yu sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, quickly glancing over the warriors who only had a few thousand HP.

He did not return directly to the Ouyang residence, nor did he go to the planned destination. Instead, he deliberately turned into some areas with relatively sparse crowds and intricate alleyways.

He walked at a leisurely pace, as if he were just strolling around, but in reality he was guiding the followers behind him.

Near a secluded dead-end alleyway piled with some miscellaneous items, Fang Yu's figure flashed and quickly disappeared into the shadows at the alley entrance, his aura also becoming extremely concealed.

The pursuers were clearly not expected that their target would suddenly disappear, and hurriedly followed, looking around hesitantly at the alley entrance.

Just as they scattered to search, Fang Yu emerged from the shadows like a ghost!
Their movements were as swift as lightning and as powerful as thunder!
Almost in the blink of an eye, several muffled thuds were accompanied by short exclamations, and the pursuers were knocked to the ground without any resistance, their joints restrained and unable to move.

Fang Yu looked down at the horrified faces on the ground with icy eyes. He placed his foot on the leader's chest, applying slight pressure, and his voice was devoid of warmth: "Speak. Who sent you? What is your purpose?"

The man, struggling to breathe and writhing in pain, was crushed by Fang Yu's sharp killing intent. His mental defenses crumbled rapidly, and he managed to utter three words with difficulty:
"Foolish...Foolish Underworld...We are from the Foolish Underworld!"

A cold glint flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

They really are from the Foolish Underworld!

He had previously killed the leader of the Thousand Wood Hall, and then engaged in an earth-shattering battle with the Lord of the Foolish Land, ultimately annihilating him completely.

Either of these two events would be enough to cause a huge uproar within the Foolish Underworld.

To say that the Underworld has had no reaction to this at all, and has only now sent a few mediocre spies to investigate, is simply inconceivable, and can even be described as extremely slow to react.

But that's not right.

A thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind like lightning.

If the higher-ups of the Foolish Underworld truly possess conclusive evidence and believe he is the mastermind behind the murders of the Underworld Lord and the Thousand Hall Master, then what awaits him now is certainly not merely this level of probing.

It's likely that all the top experts have already been deployed, creating an inescapable trap, a situation of no return.

What's happening now... seems more like a cautious, verification-oriented investigation.

It seems that the Underworld is not a monolithic entity. There may have been some delay or deviation in the transmission of information, or perhaps they are wary of something.
It seems that, unknowingly, I have once again received Master Ouyang's protection.

Having thought of this, Fang Yu had already made up his mind. He coldly looked at the people on the ground.

"I don't like repeating questions." Fang Yu's tone remained calm, but the threat in it was like a tangible ice pick, piercing to the bone.

The spy quickly bowed his head and said, "It's...it's an order from above...They only said...to monitor your movements...to find out your background...especially...especially to pay attention to your relationship with the Ouyang family, as for anything else...I really don't know anything else..."

Sure enough?

Fang Yu nodded slightly, then looked indifferently at the three people on the ground who were like mud.

“Go back and tell your people,” his voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, clearly reaching everyone’s ears, “Don’t bother me again. This is the first and last warning. If there’s a next time…”

He didn't finish his sentence, but the strong threat in his words said it all.

The air in the alley seemed to freeze instantly, and even the light dimmed.

The three spies from the Foolish Underworld felt their breath catch in their throats, their hearts clenching as if gripped by an invisible hand, almost stopping their beating. Their gazes toward Fang Yu were filled with unprecedented tension.

Leaving behind this warning, Fang Yu didn't look at them again. He turned around, and with a few flashes, his figure disappeared into the depths of the alley, as if he had never been there.

Only when the suffocating oppression completely subsided did the three spies gasp for breath, like drowning people who had been rescued. Their clothes were already soaked with cold sweat. They looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes the fear and disbelief of surviving a disaster.

“Such…such terrifying strength…” one person said in a trembling voice, “The higher-ups…they didn’t mention this target…that his strength is this great…”

"Quickly, go back and report!" The other man struggled to get up, but was unable to move due to his dislocated joints. He could only say anxiously, "This person is no ordinary character. He has already seen through our movements! We must report immediately!"

……

After leaving the dark alley, Fang Yu seemed to simply brush the dust off his clothes, his expression returning to its usual calm.

He walked through the bustling streets, heading in a clear direction.

Deep in an alley, Fang Yu stopped in front of a small restaurant.

"Pavilion of Forgetfulness".

After confirming the location, Fang Yu nodded to himself and stepped inside.

While not a grand restaurant in the capital, "Wangyou Pavilion" was quite famous, especially for its uniquely brewed "Yubing Shao," a renowned specialty wine. The wine is clear as jade, icy on the palate, and has a mellow, lingering aftertaste.

However, Fang Yu came here today not for the sake of food and drink.

According to the information provided by Juemen and Lord Jing, Gao Meng is said to have a particular fondness for the Jade Ice Tea at "Forget-Worry Pavilion," and he comes here every now and then to have a few drinks.

The reward for this mission is of great significance to Fang Yu, and he cannot afford to lose it. Therefore, he is willing to invest a lot of time and patience in it.

"One private room on the second floor—"

The waiter, drawing out his words, enthusiastically led Fang Yu to the second floor.

Fang Yu chose a seat by the window, an excellent angle that allowed him to see most of the lobby below and the flow of people on the street through the carved wooden window without being easily noticed by those downstairs.

Fang Yu ordered a pot of Yubing Shao (a type of rice wine) and a few delicate side dishes, then poured himself a drink.

The wine was indeed icy and refreshing as it went down my throat, with a unique herbal aroma.

But his mind wasn't on the food and drink at all. He opened his senses and eavesdropped on everything around him, listening to all sorts of whispers and rumors, trying to distinguish between useful and useless information.

Time passed slowly while waiting.

As the sun completely sank below the horizon and the city lights began to twinkle, the restaurant became increasingly noisy.

The sounds of drinking games, laughter, and string and wind instruments filled the air.

Fang Yu was like an old monk in deep meditation, displaying exceptional patience.

He was prepared to wait in vain, or even have to stake out the place for several days in a row.

The whereabouts of the people from Tianji Pavilion are hard to find, and whether or when Gao Meng will appear is unknown.

During this patient wait, a slightly familiar figure suddenly came into his field of vision.

He was a young man dressed in brocade robes, with a jade belt around his waist and a golden crown on his head. His face carried a hint of smug arrogance as he walked out of a silk shop across the street, surrounded by a group of three or five people, chatting and laughing.

Those three or five people all possessed considerable auras and bright eyes. Each of them had several thousand health points above their heads, clearly indicating that they were all martial artists with considerable cultivation. However, the richly dressed young man with less than ten health points was subtly seen as their leader.

"Jiang Yong?"

Fang Yu's brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

His memory of Jiang Yong was still from not long ago; he never expected to see him here.

I remember Jiang Yong used to follow Qian Wu, right? At the time, I thought he was quite clever, and Fang Yu admired him. It's a pity he followed the wrong person.

Later, Fang Yu became busy with the affairs of the Absolute Gate and stopped paying attention to his movements.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yong now seems to have undergone a complete transformation.

Not only was he dressed smartly and looked presentable, exuding an air of youthful success, but he also had followers around him, suggesting he was doing quite well.

"This kid has made it big by following Qian Wu?" This thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind, but that was all.

Life's ups and downs are commonplace, and no matter what kind of life one takes, it's hard to attract much of his attention.

However, what happened next surprised Fang Yu slightly.

After exchanging a few words with the person beside him, Jiang Yong led the group straight toward the gate of "Forget-Worry Pavilion".

"Hmm? He's here drinking too?" A slight sense of unease rose in Fang Yu's heart.

As far as he knew, the Qian residence was not exactly close to this Drunken Immortal Abode.

Did you make a special trip all this way to drink? Perhaps you truly love this Jade Ice Burnt liquor, or... is there something else going on?
Fang Yu didn't think too much about it. He merely frowned slightly, realizing that if Jiang Yong were to see him here, a round of pleasantries would be inevitable. Fang Yu had come with a purpose: to conduct a discreet investigation and avoid attracting any unnecessary attention.

Drinking quietly in a corner is one thing, but if you start greeting people, you'll likely attract attention and leave an impression on those around you, which is really inappropriate.

He subtly shifted his body into the shadows by the window, using the pillars and screen to make him harder to spot from the direction of the stairs.

To some relief, no footsteps of Jiang Yong and the others could be heard in the hallway.

Fang Yu noticed that the group simply chose a prominent spot in the lobby downstairs, ordering food and making noise that even drowned out the other tables of guests, with no intention of going upstairs.

"It seems to be just a coincidence," Fang Yu thought to himself, slightly relaxing his vigilance and refocusing his attention on observing the surrounding environment.

As long as he isn't directly disturbed, a little noise won't bother him.

He poured himself two more cups of Yubing Shao. The cool liquid slid down his throat, bringing a slight relief to his nerves, which were a little tired from concentrating for so long.

My gaze swept down to the lobby again, where Jiang Yong and his group were clinking glasses and exchanging toasts, looking just like the other diners in the restaurant.

Just as he was about to look away and continue the long wait, the hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

A figure appeared on the road downstairs, following the flow of people.

It was a woman.

She wore a simple white dress, without any makeup. Her appearance was not stunning, but she possessed a cool and aloof temperament, like a secluded orchid in a valley, completely out of place in this noisy restaurant.

is her!

The portrait drawn by Lulu looks exactly like Gao Meng's!

Fang Yu focused his attention, but dared not pay too much attention openly, only observing out of the corner of his eye as Gao Meng entered the restaurant.

Concentrate your listening, listen to the sounds below, and soon a clear female voice, like the soft ringing of jade chimes, comes from downstairs:

"A pot of Jade Ice Tea, in the usual spot."

She should go upstairs now!
Fang Yu's eyes sharpened instantly, all distracting thoughts vanished in a flash, and his mind became highly focused.

Sure enough, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of footsteps, the figure came into Fang Yu's view.

However, there's no need to worry. The people drinking and eating around him reacted much the same way. It's just that Gao Meng's beauty made her stand out in this dilapidated restaurant and attracted a lot of attention.

(End of this chapter)