The Fairy: From the Traveling Merchant

Chapter 965 Chapel

After emerging from the back alley of the Brave Ones Bar, Zhao Chen changed his appearance several times before meeting up with Su Xuanbing at another upscale bar nearby.

The young lady from a prominent family was sitting in a booth, enjoying a variety of food and drinks.

Thanks to her outstanding looks, many men were eager to pursue her, but for some reason, none of them made a move...

After entering the bar, Zhao Chen, amidst many inexplicable gloating glances, sat down directly opposite Su Xuanbing. He glanced at the people secretly observing them and said with a smile, "Looks like someone learned their lesson earlier."

Su Xuanbing forked the last piece of fried lamb chop and said nonchalantly, "Politeness naturally gets polite rejection, and impoliteness also gets impolite treatment."

After saying that, she put the lamb chop into her mouth and began to chew.

Zhao Chen recalled a man lying on the roadside groaning that he had seen before entering the bar, and shook his head, saying, "Now that we've eaten, let's go back."

"Looks like you've had a good haul..." Su Xuanbing raised an eyebrow, then picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth before elegantly putting on the veiled hat and placing her hand in Zhao Chen's palm.

So, under the watchful eyes of many who were "heartbroken," Zhao Chen and Su Xuanbing left the bar and boarded a horse-drawn carriage parked by the roadside.

—The carriages they sent to buy haven't arrived yet.

Inside the carriage, as her divine sense sealed off the cramped space, Su Xuanbing leaned against Zhao Chen, her glossy lips almost touching his cheek, her breath sweet as orchids: "Did you find anything at the party?"

Of course, this "Lan" is the "Lan" from Blackland!
— Blackland refers to a strong distilled spirit made from a mixture of fermented grains, and is a specialty of Rue.

As a martial arts practitioner who fights on the high seas, Su Xuanbing really likes this kind of strong liquor.

"Weren't you spying on me with your divine sense the whole time?" Zhao Chen glanced at her and said.

Su Xuanbing shook her head: "After all, we are quite far apart, and this world has a strong suppression of divine sense. I can only roughly hear what you are saying and see what you are doing."

"It's easy to overlook some details."

Zhao Chen thought for a moment, then recounted some of his observations at the gathering, as well as some of his own discoveries, and concluded by saying, "There should be one or two official extraordinary individuals at this gathering, but I don't know which side they belong to."

“I suspect that these extraordinary gatherings are likely infiltrated by church or MI9 agents.”

Su Xuanbing was quite clever and immediately understood Zhao Chen's meaning. She rested her chin on her hand and said, "Are you planning to sell the extraordinary characteristics or items we seized at the Extraordinary Gathering to draw out the forces behind the girl trafficking case?"

After all, the forces behind the girl's case are connected to that woman named Panatia.

"This is the last resort when we really can't find any clues!"
“According to that Heras’s memories, doing this could very well attract demigods…” Zhao Chen nodded, and then spoke of the bearded man who seemed very special to him, “This person should also be closely observed. Although it’s impossible to examine him in detail in this alternate dimension, I can vaguely sense that his destiny is stronger than that of ordinary high-grade divine abilities.”

"A mere Sequence 7 or Sequence 6, yet his destiny is stronger than a superior divine power?" Su Xuanbing pondered, "Such a person would be the 'protagonist' of the Xuan Tian County level for a period of time."

“And the ‘protagonist’ is often closely connected with various ‘events’.” At this point, she looked up at the man who was close to her, suppressed a certain impulse, and asked curiously, “Since you couldn’t leave a divine imprint on him, and you didn’t send anyone to follow him, how do you plan to find him?”

"Don't worry, when I was observing him with my divine sense, I found a coupon for a coffee shop on the corner of Goodman Street in the Joewood district in his pocket. I guess he lives nearby."

"Given that we know what he looks like, finding him isn't actually that difficult," Zhao Chen said confidently.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Besides that, the two ladies who are related to the hero detective and have been registered with the Night Watchers also have a destiny that surpasses that of normal low-sequence extraordinary individuals. They are also worthy of attention."

Su Xuanbing nodded seriously: "Yes, based on the current intelligence, that 'heroic detective' is more like the main 'protagonist,' but unfortunately he's not in this city right now..."

As the two were talking, the carriage had already entered the West End and was about to enter Williams Street. The chimes of the clock tower in the distance rang out quietly, as if they came from a very distant place.

Just then, Zhao Chen and Su Xuanbing focused their divine senses simultaneously, landing on an abandoned chapel in the middle of Williams Street.

The walls there were covered with withered vines, and gray stones were scattered everywhere.

Inside the chapel, amidst the mingled excrement and debris, and in a half-collapsed corner where piles of stones and withered grass lay, a middle-aged man dressed in black tight-fitting clothes moved aside the stones concealing the entrance to the tunnel. Carrying digging tools, lighting equipment, and a basket for transporting soil, he carefully yet excitedly crawled into the tunnel.

The man had graying temples, puffy eyes, and obvious wrinkles, but he was crawling rapidly downwards, as if the end of the tunnel held his greatest and only hope in life.

Before long, he touched the damp soil and cold stones ahead, and began to repeat the actions he had become extremely skilled at over this period of time—digging, moving stones, and carrying soil...

At the same time, he kept muttering, "I have found the offering you requested. I beg you to speak with me again, even if it is only in a dream..."

His tone was fervent, and his expression was strange... How to put it, perhaps it could be described as "a mixture of trepidation and hope, excitement and anticipation."

After Zhao Chen and Su Xuanbing saw this scene reflected in their divine senses, they did not allow the taxi to enter Williams Street, but instead ordered the driver to stop at the street corner.

After paying the fare, they watched the carriage leave in another direction before each of them used invisibility spells to quietly approach the abandoned chapel and probe the ground with their divine sense.

However, his divine sense was quickly blocked by an invisible restrictive force, and the level of that restriction was quite high, almost equivalent to the restriction outside the Great Xia Palace.

“Even ordinary ‘Dongxuan’ cultivators shouldn’t be able to break through!” Su Xuanbing, who was well-informed, said with certainty.

Zhao Chen stared at the man digging in the dirt, who was clearly mentally unstable, for a while, then suddenly sighed and said:

"They say the hero detective and that bearded guy are the 'protagonists,' but I think we're more like them!"

Su Xuanbing gave him a strange look and said in an inexplicable tone, "Our fates as first-grade supernatural cultivators are all connected with at least one 'ascending to the profound' being. We are all 'protagonists' in our own time and place."

Although Zhao Chen has not yet achieved supernatural powers, in Su Xuanbing's eyes, it is already a foregone conclusion.

(End of this chapter)