Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 842 Where is he/she? (22)

At midnight, it was not at the Jianda Building.

Carrying his ritual implements, Zhong Huai diligently patrolled the building, while a director yawned beside him.

"Brother Zhong, how much longer are we going to patrol? I haven't slept well for days," the director said, sounding annoyed.

"There's no other way. You're very experienced in catching undercover agents. I'm really overwhelmed by the task on my own, so I have to come to you."

"I know I'm excellent, but stop chasing after the same old fish. Training new recruits during the day and catching undercover agents at night, do you think I'm made of iron?"

"Triple overtime pay!"

"This isn't about the money..."

"I'll give you two more jobs, and your salary will double at the end of the month."

"Arrest them! They must be arrested! Damn it, my loyalty to the Non-Sword Sect is as clear as day! I will never forgive an undercover agent!"

Seeing the excited council members, Zhong Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

The progress of the strategy guide for "Cyber ​​Cultivation" has now been divided into different tiers.

After the mysterious figure Dazhuang joined, the progress of each strategy group has increased significantly, and it has now reached 80%.

They have already established their own power base and have begun contacting other forces, preparing to launch a major attack on the higher-ups of Moon City.

They have now become frequent rebels, and some streamers have even turned this title into a meme, which always brings up laughter and fills their live streams with a joyful atmosphere.

But while they were having a good time, Zhong Huai was worried.

Since this meme appeared, he has felt that the Feijian Building has become increasingly dangerous.

Now, it's not just cultivators from various sects who want to enter this place; even Star Lords are among them.

Zhong Huai didn't know why these high and mighty star lords had come here, nor did he understand why their game attracted so much attention, but he knew a very simple truth:
What the enemy is focused on, we should focus on even more!

We must protect whatever the enemy wants!
Therefore, even though he didn't know what the other party wanted, he still led the council members to patrol the area continuously, nipping any potential problems in the bud.

Through the glass, he saw stars twinkling in the dark night sky.

Their essence is not that of celebrities, but rather the gaze of a star lord, a gaze full of aggression that flashes with something Zhong Huai cannot understand.

"Get lost, what are you looking at, you old man!" Zhong Huai shouted, brandishing his magic weapon.

“You can’t reason with those star lords,” the director said, picking his nose. “You can’t go over there and beat them up, after all, it’s not illegal to look. I have a suggestion for you: take your pants off right now. They want to see, right? Let them see your middle-aged backside, and show them all the wrinkles you have.”

"Can you please stop being so disgusting?" Zhong Huai said, frowning. "And how were you able to sense the presence of those Star Lords? Were you also hiding your cultivation level?"

"How exciting! I'm a top-notch undercover agent, how could I not hide some things? But don't worry, the Non-Sword Sect is very generous and has great benefits, I love it here. So don't worry about me betraying you, I'm super dedicated."

"Then try your best."

Zhong Huai glared fiercely at the star lord outside the window, wanting to continue his inspection, but was suddenly pulled back by the council member beside him.

"Quiet down, someone's coming."

Zhong Huai immediately stopped and looked at the end of the corridor. There, someone was slowly walking towards them.

The other person's footsteps were very light, each step landing on a blind spot of spiritual energy, making it impossible to sense their presence without careful perception.

But once you sense it, you'll find that the opponent is terrifyingly strong.

It was a pure and powerful force, like a sword forged through countless trials; even the cold glint it reflected was enough to chill one to the bone.

The other party could not be someone from outside the Sword Sect, because the situation has been tense recently, and disciples from outside the Sword Sect must rest in their rooms after midnight and are absolutely not allowed to go out.

Those who perform well can receive an orange in the morning, so no one breaks this rule.

Only outsiders would act at this time.

Before long, the other party appeared before the two of them like a ghost.

The newcomer was dressed in white, as white as snow. His left hand held a leaping sword light, while his right hand condensed into a tiger claw, grabbing the head of a cultivator.

The owner of the head had a very peculiar expression, with three parts surprise, three parts delight, and four parts "How can this guy be so good at pretending?"

Its incision was exceptionally smooth, and the clean wound made it seem as if it could be reattached at any time, saving the owner of the head a sum of money to buy a new one.

Upon seeing Zhong Huai and the director, the other party tossed the head in his hand to Zhong Huai and then said disdainfully, "Then go collect your reward from your master. You're quite lucky; this is a big fish. You're a fortunate one."

Although they were in darkness, Zhong Huai and the council member still managed to make out the other person's face and exclaimed in unison, "Yun Jianhua! What are you doing here?"

"Am I that famous? You all recognize me?"

"The second-best swordsman in the world during the Foundation Establishment stage, who doesn't know you!" the director blurted out, then nervously covered his mouth.

Legend has it that Yun Jianhua hated this title the most.

After all, the number one swordsman in the world is his sister, Yun Jianxian. Her talent far surpasses that of Yun Jianhua. She even mastered the Yun family's ancestral sword technique at the age of seven and used her brothers as stepping stones to obtain the most lucrative Lower Realm Sword Light System.

Unfortunately, she focused all her talents on swordsmanship, lacking any administrative skills or the ability to form cliques for personal gain. Ultimately, due to a mistake, she was burdened with billions in debt and now doesn't even dare to leave her house.

Although the opponent was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, battles in the lower realms are not simply a matter of who has the higher cultivation level.

It depends on the money.

The Yun family, in particular, is a major producer of magical artifacts, with a constant stream of powerful magical artifacts. Their Foundation Establishment sword cultivators, armed to the teeth, can even disregard Golden Core cultivators and dare to challenge Nascent Soul cultivators.

Therefore, although Zhong Huai was a Golden Core cultivator, he was still extremely wary of such a pure cultivator.

Fortunately, Yun Jianhua didn't pay attention to the council member's words, but looked at him and asked, "Where is my sister, Yun Jianxian?"

"What do you want with her?" Zhong Huai asked coldly. "Do you want to take her back to the Yun family and then torture her?"

“That won’t do. The Yun family has been trying to arrange a ghost marriage for her. After all, everyone wants a member of the Yun family with such pure blood. Now that the Non-Sword Sect has become the target of everyone’s attacks, all sorts of forces want to get involved. It’s not safe anymore. I have a relatively safe place. I need to send her there to hide for a while.”

"Why should I believe you? Weren't you the ones who put her in debt?"

"It has nothing to do with me. I was in seclusion at the time, and when I woke up, my father and brother did just that. But it's alright, I've already killed them, and then I killed them again in the underworld. Now they can't buy life for the time being. Okay, enough nonsense, where is my sister?"

(End of this chapter)