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Chapter 868 Zhao Ji: Perverted Behavior (Win an iPad!)
Thinking this, Qiu Tu couldn't help but recall the information he had obtained from the "Temple of Order" regarding the Berserker God King.

If he remembered correctly, the intelligence indicated that the Berserker God King possessed exceptional talent and astonishing combat power, which made him arrogant and inclined to overcome skill with brute force.

He is the top general under the "Tyrant of Destruction," having fought for the tyrant in numerous battles over the years and earning the tyrant's deep trust. He is also hailed as the guardian god-king with the greatest potential to become the next high-level god-king.

In the overall ranking of strength across the "Eternal Continent," he was even ahead of Qiu Tu's superior, Elena.

Looking back at his previous actions, his style was entirely bold and decisive, using brute force to overcome skill, and full of the aesthetics of destructive methods.

Therefore, asking him to carry out this kind of precise intelligence cleansing work is like asking a dragon to thread a needle, which is simply incomprehensible.

At this moment, perhaps sensing Qiu Tu's distrust, the female spy, Ghost Blade, nodded upon hearing the dark soldier's question and continued to explain.

"Yes, Berserker God King!"

She gritted her teeth, hatred almost overflowing from her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which flickered with a mixture of anger and fear, like embers about to be extinguished but forcibly rekindled.

She said, "The number one general under the Tyrant of Destruction, a half-step 'Advanced God King'!"

She said, "Although he is a general, within the 'Destroyed Royal City,' he is second only to the emperor. Therefore, he is in charge of all tasks, from external conquests to counter-espionage."

“He has a counterintelligence unit under his command called ‘Shadow.’ They are very powerful, and we were the ones who fell into their hands this time.” As she spoke, her voice became low and hoarse, and the hatred she felt was almost tangible.

Hearing Gui Dao's words, Qiu Tu's thoughts wandered.

He did seem to remember that the "Destroyer of the Royal Court" had a special unit responsible for espionage and counter-espionage, which was highly regarded in intelligence reports.

If this special organization was behind it, then it would be reasonable for Ghost Blade's intelligence team to be exposed and wiped out.

After all, if Qiu Tu remembered correctly, Ghost Blade had mentioned in the code he left for himself that there was a traitor in the intelligence team.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but let the dark soldier ask the question, "You just said that your intelligence team was betrayed?"

"who is it?"

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's question, Gui Dao's eyes blazed with fury once more.

She struggled to sit up straighter against the wall, and with her movements, the tattered clothes revealed even more breathtaking curves and large patches of white residue.

A flicker of sorrow and anger crossed her eyes, and she exclaimed, "It's a 'gecko'!"

"Gecko?" Qiu Tu murmured the code name softly, his brows furrowing slightly.

His thoughts drifted back to the intelligence he had reviewed before setting off. He remembered the codename; it seemed to belong to one of the "Sun"-level spies under "Old Smoker," a seasoned intelligence officer. Level One God-King strength.

Ghost Blade's eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred: "That's right, it was him. A week ago, he summoned several core members to meet at Outpost No. 3 under the pretext of delivering urgent intelligence."

"None of the core members doubted him, and they all arrived on time. But who knew it was a trap?"

Her voice began to tremble, as if she were trapped in the terrifying memories of that night. "The Berserker God King, along with 'Shadow' and his elite personal guard, descended from the sky and immediately sealed off all escape routes from the stronghold."

She paused, then coughed violently, a trickle of black blood escaping from the corner of her mouth. The blood was shocking, staining her pale chin red, a stark contrast to her tattered clothes.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Tu had a thought, and the dark soldier immediately squatted down and gently stroked her back.

Ghost Blade looked up, her blood-stained yet still alluring face gazing at the dark soldier before her, and then continued,

"The core members fought back desperately, but the enemy was too well prepared. Old Smoker self-destructed on the spot to cover our retreat. But the Berserker God King was too strong. Even so, the core members were all wiped out." Her voice was choked with emotion, as if she was grieving for her fallen comrades.

Perhaps due to excessive emotional excitement, which aggravated his wounds, Ghost Blade took a few rapid breaths and then said in a trembling voice, "After the core members were captured, the entire intelligence network was completely destroyed."

"Not long after, other intelligence agents were arrested one after another."

"Although I was also a core member, I was not present that day because of the mission, and I escaped by chance."

"Even so, I don't know why my identity was exposed afterward, and I was hunted down by the gods under the command of the Berserker God King."

"I almost perished several times in the middle, but fortunately I survived thanks to the Cataclysmic Treasure that saved my life." As she spoke, a hint of relief appeared in her almond-shaped eyes, but that relief was mixed with endless exhaustion.

As he spoke, Ghost Blade took a bell from her fair bosom.

The bell looked like it was made of gold, and when it was shaken gently, it made a clear "ding-ding" sound.

Qiu Tu's gaze lingered on the golden bell for a moment, but he didn't ask any further questions.

The Cataclysmic Treasure Artifact can be said to be the secret and trump card of all gods and god-kings. The fact that Ghost Blade was willing to show it to me already shows that he trusts me. If I were to ask any more questions, it would seem like I was overstepping my bounds.

At this moment, Zhao Ji, who shared the same perspective as Qiu Tu, also slowly spoke.

She said coldly, "She looks rather pitiful."

For a character like Zehime, who has a rather aloof personality, to receive such an evaluation is truly remarkable.

Qiu Tu couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ji. He felt that Zhao Ji's emotions had indeed become much more complex lately.

Did I really manage to warm up this iceberg?
While thinking this, Qiu Tu also asked, "Did Sister Zhao Ji sense her grief and hatred, and that's why she was moved?"

Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Zhao Ji glanced at him and said, "I'm just sharing your perspective, not being by her side. How could I possibly sense her emotions?"

"But just by listening to her story and seeing her miserable state and expression, you can feel her pain."

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Qiu Tu nodded slightly, but a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. He gently rubbed his chin with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

A moment later, a thought struck him.

The next second, the dark soldier asked, "Ghost Blade, the 'Destruction Royal Court' and the 'Immortal Heavenly Tomb' have been jointly controlling the 'Ancient World - West' for a month and a half now."

"The white mist has been shrouding the various divine kingdoms for a month and a half now."

"The battle is raging across the entire 'West.' Why did the Berserker God King and the 'Shadow' forces choose this time to eliminate you thorns in their side?"

"Has anything strange happened in the last two weeks?"

Upon hearing the Dark Soldier's words, Ghost Blade's pale face couldn't help but reveal a thoughtful expression.

She frowned, trying hard to recall the intelligence from the past two weeks to the most recent week.

She pondered for a good ten seconds before her brows relaxed and she said, "I remember!"

"About two weeks ago, it seems a delegation from the 'Immortal Heavenly Tomb' arrived in the 'Royal City World'."

"This delegation seems to be of very high caliber. Even the 'Destruction Tyrant' personally came forward to secretly receive them," Ghost Blade said, lowering his voice again as if afraid of being overheard.

Ghost Blade lowered his voice, his gaze grave, "Lord 'Old Smoker' believes that one of the 'Three Immortal Giants' is very likely to be here in person, concealing their identity."

"Therefore, this extremely high-level meeting could very well influence the future trajectory of the entire 'Ancient Continent - West'."

"Therefore, he ordered several key intelligence personnel to investigate the meeting."

At this point, Ghost Blade paused for a moment, then said, "And it was during this time that 'Gecko' betrayed us."

Upon hearing Gui Dao's words, both Qiu Tu and Zhao Ji were shaken.

The three immortal giants personally arrived to hold secret talks with the Tyrant of Destruction?
This intelligence is of considerable importance.

More importantly, the alliance between the "Immortal Tomb" and the "Destruction Tyrant" had already thrown the entire world into chaos.

The two sides have now resumed secret talks, which is likely to stir up trouble once again.

If "Old Smoker's" judgment is correct, then this meeting must be extremely important! If we can grasp the content of their meeting, then both "Temple of Order" and ourselves will have a huge initiative in the upcoming turmoil.

Thinking this, Qiu Tu couldn't help but give Ghost Blade a deep look, then controlled the dark soldier and uttered a word of praise.
"You did a great job. This intelligence is extremely valuable."

"If this intelligence proves to be true in the future, then I will definitely remember your contribution and put you on the list of those who deserve rewards when I report to you."

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Gui Dao's face immediately lit up with excitement.

She quickly straightened up and thanked Qiu Tu, saying, "Thank you, sir!"

However, her injuries were perhaps too severe, because standing up aggravated her wounds. Her body trembled, and she immediately slumped against the wall, panting heavily. Sweat soaked the stray hairs on her forehead, making her appear even more pitiful. Combined with her tattered clothes and fair skin, she possessed a truly heart-wrenching beauty.

Seeing this, Qiu Tu's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he spoke up, "Your injuries are quite severe."

"Let me treat your wound first."

Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Gui Dao was surprised and shrank back involuntarily. She then said, "No need, sir. There is a difference between men and women." Her voice was tinged with panic, and her eyes were filled with vigilance and resistance.

“In extraordinary times, we can’t be bothered by trifles.” With that, Qiu Tu controlled the dark soldiers to step forward, and his large hands began to pull at the tattered clothes on Ghost Blade’s body while checking her injuries.

However, his movements became a bit too rough, so Ghost Blade's body trembled violently, letting out a suppressed groan, and he quickly said, "Sir, don't do that."

Her voice, though melodious, carried a hint of pain, making it exceptionally alluring.
At this moment, it is unclear whether Qiu Tu's "perverted" behavior provoked Zhao Ji.

She glanced at Qiu Tu, then snorted and commented, "Petty behavior."

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Qiu Tu, who was happily controlling the dark soldiers, glanced at her and said with a smile, "Sister Zhao Ji, you misunderstood me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji ignored Qiu Tu's sophistry, closed her eyes, and prepared to continue analyzing the "Punishment God Realm".

Just then, Qiu Tu's words drew Zhao Ji's attention and made her open her eyes again: "Actually, Gui Dao is the traitor who betrayed his comrades."

It has to be said that this statement was so unexpected that even with Zhao Ji's composure, she couldn't help but suddenly open her eyes and look at Qiu Tu outside.

Her cool eyes held a hint of confusion as she hesitated before asking, "Is Ghost Blade a traitor?"

She glanced at Gui Dao, who was being groped and groped by Qiu Tu and was feeling helpless. She suspected that Qiu Tu was just making excuses for his lecherous behavior.

But when she thought about Qiu Tu's past experience of strategizing and his behavior of always maintaining proper boundaries despite being surrounded by beautiful women, she couldn't help but start to doubt whether she had really misunderstood Qiu Tu.

At this moment, perhaps sensing Zhao Ji's confusion and hesitation, Qiu Tu didn't keep her in suspense any longer.

His smile faded, and he explained, "Ghost Blade's acting skills are indeed outstanding. That's why I was fooled by her at first."

"You reminded me."

"Did I remind you?" Zhao Ji was clearly even more puzzled. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in her clear, cold eyes.

Qiu Tu nodded. He recalled, "You said that although you couldn't perceive her emotions because you were too far away, you could be influenced by her just by looking at her expressions and hearing her words."

A question mark popped into Zhao Ji's head; she wondered how she could remind Qiu Tu of this.

Qiu Tu sighed earnestly, "At the time, I was thinking, 'Yes, her emotions are so infectious; she's such a passionate woman.'"

Qiu Tu's words seemed normal, yet they also carried a hint of strangeness.

Zhao Ji repeated Qiu Tu's words twice in her mind, when suddenly a flash of lightning struck her.

After a moment, she calmly said, "She is a professionally trained spy whose daily tasks include hiding her emotions and learning to disguise them. She shouldn't lose control of her emotions so easily."

Qiu Tu smiled and nodded, confirming Zhao Ji's guess, "Unless... this was originally her disguise."

"She tried to fool me, but she overdid it and exposed herself."

"After all, 'Old Smoker' and his gang weren't just taken down yesterday; a week has passed."

"She has already faced death several times and has been on the run for a week."

“If she were someone who couldn’t control her emotions, she would have been arrested long ago.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Qiu Tu's analysis.

Qiu Tu continued, "After discovering this problem, I kept observing her and found more anomalies."

"For example...?" Zhao Ji rarely gave Qiu Tu a chance to speak.

Qiu Tu said with a serious expression, "For example, the information she provided had many 'perspective' issues."

"According to her, the Berserker God King descended from the sky with the 'Shadow' troops and his personal guards, wiping out 'Old Smoker' and his core members in one fell swoop."

"How did she know about this? And how could she describe the scene so accurately that day?"

"After all, she wasn't there that day."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of realization flickered in her eyes.

Qiu Tu continued, "For example, although she is only at the level of a Celestial God, she is still a proper deity with amazing recovery ability."

"If her injuries were too severe, she would have been unable to resist and would have been captured long ago."

"If her injuries were minor, she should have recovered much sooner."

"She fled for a week despite her still-healing injuries. This is indeed a very rare occurrence."

"It's more like an injury she deliberately faked and maintained."

"Furthermore, Sister Zhaoji, I don't know if you've noticed, but when she talks to me, her body trembles involuntarily because of the pain."

"Would a true warrior, a warrior who has been seriously wounded and on the run for seven days, tremble because of a pain he has become accustomed to?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji's eyes turned as cold as a deep pool, sending chills down one's spine. Her expression remained unchanged, but she nodded slightly again.

As a soldier, she is the most qualified to speak on this matter.

Seeing this, Qiu Tu smiled and continued, "And the third, and most important one..."

Qiu Tu paused for a moment, then said, "She's too clean."

“Clean?” Zehime repeated the word.

Qiu Tu hummed in agreement and said, "Underneath her tattered clothes, her body was fair and delicate, and the smooth white skin on her chest was free of dust, creating a stark contrast with her dirty clothes."

"Although this certainly added a lot of charm to her."

"But she's been on the run for a week, how could her clothes be all dirty while her skin is still spotless, fair and delicate?"

"Gods and above do have the ability to cleanse their bodies, but she hasn't even treated her wounds properly and is still seriously injured. How could she have the leisure to wash her body? Isn't that too unreasonable?"

Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Zhao Ji was silent for a moment before speaking, "So, that's why you took off her clothes to check her injuries?"

Qiu Tu, who was always open and honest, said nonchalantly, "That's not it."

"I just didn't like her, and I simply wanted to take advantage of her, humiliate her, and make her feel pain."

Zeki:
Zhao Ji completely ignored Qiu Tu's words. After all, Qiu Tu was never serious.

Through the gaze of the dark soldiers, she looked at Ghost Blade, who was half-undressed, sweating profusely, and feigning weakness in Qiu Tu's hands, and her eyes became even colder.

During this time, because of Qiu Tu, she had become unusually outgoing, only to find that the first person she trusted was a fraud. How could she not be furious?

So she couldn't help but ask, "So what do we do next?"

After speaking, she paused, her voice chillingly cold, "Do you want to kill her to avenge your intelligence agents?"

Upon hearing Zhao Ji's words, Qiu Tu smiled.

As he continued to grope Ghost Blade, he said, "No rush. Let's fish first."

"Since this woman used herself as bait to lure me out, she must have some ulterior motive. There's even a high probability she's helping the Berserker God King or the 'Shadow' forces to draw us out."

"But right now she's in the open, and we're in the dark. Let's wait and see who's above her."

"There might be an unexpected surprise."
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