Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"Blood transfusion? Are you crazy? Do you know what kind of reaction will occur when the blood of the descendants of the White King flows into our veins?" Caesar's face changed, and he looked at Lu Mingfei as if he was looking at a mad rhino. "No one has ever done an experiment on blood transfusion with the descendants of the White King. No one knows what will happen if you do so. Blindly transfusing blood is likely to cause a rejection reaction in the body. You may become extremely weak. This is still the best case scenario. If the worst happens, you may not be able to withstand the mutation of your bloodline and become a deadpool, or even die directly! In the world of hybrids, bloodline is originally the key to taboos. If you blindly open a door, it may lead to hell!"

"These aren't what I fear. The ending I fear most has already happened in my dream. If I don't have the courage to open the gates of hell in reality, I'll never dream of defeating a demon like Herzog." Lu Mingfei comforted Caesar, "Boss, you don't have to worry about this. Have you forgotten that I'm a man with maxed-out luck? Even if the sky falls, don't think you can crush me to death. It's just a small matter like a blood transfusion. I'll be fine."

"What happens next?" Chu Zihang asked, gazing into Lu Mingfei's eyes. "You've replaced Uesugi Eri as the vessel, the host of the 'Sacred Remains.' Do you have the confidence to filter out the toxicity of the 'Sacred Remains' and survive? Even if you do, what happens next? Will you let Herzog drain every last bit of your blood?"

"Brothers, you all know my physique and my ability to recover. Even if all the blood in my body is drained, I won't die." Lu Mingfei said in a relaxed tone, "My hematopoietic system is super strong!"

"This has nothing to do with the strength of your hematopoietic system. Suppose everything you've predicted came true, even if you survived after being drained of blood, wouldn't Herzog's conspiracy have succeeded?" Caesar demanded. "You simply replaced Uesugi Eri as Herzog's new source of material, but does that change the outcome? Herzog still absorbed the power of 'God' and ascended to the new throne. Who could stop him then? Are you counting on that guy to change his ways after getting everything he has, and then grant amnesty and let everyone go?"

"No, the moment Herzog gains power and successfully transforms into a dragon, a war of thousands of armies will begin. This is a war unprecedented in our history, and that's why I called Xia Mi and Old Tang to Japan as well." Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with iron-clad determination. "Herzog has painstakingly worked on his plan for twenty years, preparing a foolproof plan. He thought everything would go perfectly as he wished, but he didn't expect a bug like me to appear. I'm just as prepared as he is. I've accumulated helpers, I've honed my strength... Even if he does gain the mighty power of a god, there's no reason for me to lose this war."

"What's the reason?" Caesar questioned. "I mean, why go through so much trouble? And what's the point of taking such a huge risk for Herzog to actually gain the power of 'God'?"

"I had to let Herzog obtain that power." After a moment's silence, Lu Mingfei slowly spoke, "It's for my senior brother and Eri."

Chu Zihang and Eri were both stunned. Chu Zihang seemed to remember something and asked Lu Mingfei, "Is Herzog's plan related to what you said before about helping me solve the hidden dangers of my bloodline?"

"There's no direct connection, but I didn't seek out the 'Sacred Remains' in order to resolve the hidden dangers in Brother and Eri's bloodline. I allowed Herzog to survive until now, and even assisted him in completing his plan." Lu Mingfei slowly revealed his purpose to everyone. "Herzog must obtain the power of 'God' to achieve all this. Once he obtains a dragon body and ascends to become the new White Queen, I will kill him and hold a grand 'Dragon Blood Baptism' for Brother and Eri."

"Dragon blood baptism?" Jiude Mai and Caesar were stunned at the same time.

Only Chu Zihang's expression remained relatively calm, because Xia Mi had said similar things to him before.

When leaving a spiritual imprint on Chu Zihang's consciousness, Xia Mi told Chu Zihang that there was only one way to completely solve the hidden dangers of his bloodline, and that was to use the blood of a pure-blooded dragon to perform a "dragon blood baptism" on him... This baptism was not a simple shower of dragon's blood, but to completely kill the dragon and use its life's blood, soul, and will to nourish the out-of-control person. The hybrid who was about to become Deadpool would evolve in this baptism, possessing a tougher physique, a more tenacious spirit, and a more stable bloodline. It could be called a process of rebirth.

"You heard right, it's 'Dragon Blood Baptism.'" Lu Mingfei nodded. "In ancient mythology, the dragon-slaying warrior Siegfried bathed in dragon blood and gained immortality. He slew a dragon, but instead of dying, Siegfried, ravaged by the dragon's blood, surpassed his own limits... But this isn't just a myth; it's a real, practical rule in the world of hybrids."

Everyone was silent, listening to Lu Mingfei's words that sounded like a fairy tale.

"But the requirements for this 'Dragon Blood Baptism' are extremely strict. If the goal is simply to obtain a stronger bloodline, then killing a second-generation dragon would be enough," Lu Mingfei said startlingly. "But if we want to completely resolve Senior Brother and Eri's thorny bloodline issues... the dragon slain should at least hold the title of 'King'."

The title of "King"... Apart from the four great kings and the two supreme emperors, human civilization has not yet discovered any dragon with the title of "King".

Of the four great kings, the Bronze and Fire Kings were Lu Mingfei's friends, the Earth and Mountain Kings were siblings related to Chu Zihang, and the other two pairs hadn't appeared at all. The dragons' "appearances" often took hundreds of years to complete, so by the time the Sky and Wind King or the Ocean and Water King showed up, Chu Zihang and Uesugi Eri would likely be long gone...

From this point of view, Herzog, who stole the throne in the future, is indeed the most suitable candidate.

"An even stricter point is that this king must be utterly killed, including the cocoon and core, and even the dragon bones. We must not leave him any chance of resurrection." Lu Mingfei said ruthlessly, "This is a top secret of the dragon world. Even if Herzog studied dragons for half his life, he would not know these secrets. He ascended the throne in such a hurry that he definitely did not have time to hide his core. So no matter how you look at it, Herzog is the most suitable person to be sacrificed for my brother and Eri."

Caesar, Chu Zihang and Jiude Mai exchanged glances with each other, and everyone was shocked. Now they finally knew Lu Mingfei's real plan, and figured out the intentions behind all of Lu Mingfei's actions after coming to Japan... They couldn't help but sigh that Lu Mingfei was so scary when he went crazy that even the guy who became the supreme king would eventually fall into his calculations.

Herzog needs a super hybrid to filter out the toxicity of the "Holy Remains", while Lu Mingfei needs Herzog's fully evolved blood to perform the most luxurious baptism in the world for his friend and his girl... So who is the real container?

The mantis feeds a group of Zen and wants to eat them, but it doesn't know that the oriole has been watching it for a long time... In the Tower of Babel of reality, those who eat people will eventually become food for others.

Chapter 501: The Rebellion of the Fierce Ghosts

Kabuki-za, Ginza, Tokyo.

This building, with a history of over a hundred years and known as the throne of Kabuki theater, is empty in front of the door tonight.

This is an extremely rare situation because Kabukiza is located in Ginza, the most prosperous street in Tokyo. Large and small performances are held here every day, and usually the closer to mealtime, the more tourists there are.

It is true that in today's fast-paced life, there are almost no young people who can sit down and watch an entire Noh or Kabuki performance. Theaters are gradually being replaced by cinemas and screening rooms that are more popular with younger audiences. However, there will always be some niche groups who love traditional culture and nostalgic old people who frequently visit this gatehouse that has accumulated a century of humanities and national quintessence. Apart from these regulars, there are also many young people who come to Tokyo for tourism and take pictures at the door of this ancient building... But tonight, no tourists were seen approaching the door of Kabukiza, the outdoor parking lot was empty, and there was no staff even at the ticket window.

The largest theater in Tokyo, which was constantly hosting performances, suddenly closed its doors tonight. There were even bodyguards in black roaming around, driving away tourists who approached the building... because an important meeting was taking place in the Kabuki-za at that moment.

All the props on the stage were removed. A long mahogany table stood vertically in the center of the stage. Dim lights fell from the dome. Eight chairs were placed on both sides of the long table. Four figures were sitting on four chairs, and the other four chairs were empty.

The auditorium was filled with men in black, with large-caliber Glock pistols on their waists and sharp tactical knives hidden in their sleeves. Their expressions were as serious and calm as those of the samurai in the Edo period.

These men in black all wore a dragon-shaped badge on their chests, with the Chinese character for "ghost" written in the middle.

Members of the Oni-Shu gathered at the Kabuki-za tonight. All the important members and cadres were present. The long table in the center of the stage was the seat of the Oni-Shu's highest-ranking cadre with the title of Shogi. It was the most conspicuous position and the "eye of the typhoon" of power.

Kazama Ruri and Sakurai Kogure, the Dragon King and Ryoma of the fierce ghosts, are among them, occupying the second and third seats at the very front.

Sitting opposite Sakurai Kogure was a woman whose name was Ryoma Chika, "Narika" of the Oni Shuu, the fourth most important person in the entire Oni Shuu organization, second only to Sakurai Kogure who was Ryoma.

Longma Zhixiang is a woman with quite distinctive features, her age is about twenty to thirty years old, and her temperament is between pure and charming. The most attractive thing about Longma Zhixiang is that she has a pair of almost charming auspicious phoenix eyes, slender eyebrows that are elegantly upturned, and eyes that are shining and motionless. When you meet her eyes, it is like meeting a charming fox demon in the misty forest. You may be hooked away by the woman's frown and smile.

There are rumors among the Oni Clan that Ryoma Moka is Wang Jiang's lover, and it was thanks to Wang Jiang's support that Ryoma Moka was able to climb to the position of the fourth figure in the Oni Clan. There are also rumors that the Oni Clan's "Golden General" Yoshikitaro and "Silver General" are actually Ryoma Moka's subordinates, and they supported and colluded with each other in the Oni Clan, so they were able to rise to high positions in such a large organization with their young age and shallow qualifications. Some people also said that Ryoma Kaori had an affair with Asuya, who had just betrayed the Japanese branch and joined the Oni Clan... But no matter what, to be able to occupy a place in Japan's most ferocious underworld, Ryoma Moka is definitely not a vase with only beautiful looks. There is no doubt that she has real skills in some aspects.

It is well known among the demons that Ryoma Chikako and Sakurai Kogure do not get along. After all, they are high-ranking officials in the same organization and are the only two women among the high-ranking officials. Naturally, there are people who will compare the two of them in private.

But no matter in terms of status, contribution to the organization, or demeanor, Ryoma Chika seems to be slightly inferior to Sakurai Kogure in all aspects. After all, it is rumored that Ryoma Chika's lover is either the middle-aged king general or the incompetent Yoshikitaro, while Sakurai Kogure's lover is Kazama Ruri. In terms of temperament, talent, or ability, Kazama Ruri can be regarded as the best man among the demons and is the common dream lover of women.

What's more, the reason why Sakurai Kogure is more popular than Ryoma Chika is that once Ryoma Chika hears someone spreading rumors about her in the organization, she will cruelly order the tongue of the person spreading the rumors to be cut off. Ryoma Chika's vengeful character is despicable and intimidating, but Sakurai Kogure is different. You can talk about her and Kazama Ruri in private, and even talk about it in front of Sakurai Kogure without being blamed by her. This intellectual woman will even smile at you kindly and say something like "It is Kogure's honor to be appreciated by Lord Dragon King, but it is far from being a lover relationship. Kogure is at best an ordinary woman that Lord Dragon King likes. I hope that the spread of such remarks will be reduced to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to Lord Dragon King."

Sitting in the corner of the long table was a thin and taciturn man. He was "Naribu" of the Oni Clan, and he was the last among the eight high-ranking officials with shogi as their code name.

No one knows the real name of "Cheng Bu". It's as if this man appeared out of thin air and landed in this position. He rarely appears among the ghosts, but the king trusts him very much. Except that someone occasionally hears the king call him "boar", everything about this man is a mystery.

As for the four vacant positions, the senior leader of the Oni Clan, "Ou Jiang", the quasi-"Kei Ma" Asuya, "Golden General" Yoshikitaro and Yoshikitaro's partner "Gin Jiang" all died in the pursuit battle against the head of the Uesugi family of the Snake Eight Clan two days ago.

"Why hasn't the meeting started yet?" Longma Zhixiang seemed a little impatient. "Hasn't the deadline already expired? Could it be that we have extra guests?"

As Longma Chixiang spoke, her eyes drifted towards Fengjian Liuli intentionally or unintentionally. In addition to the fact that Fengjian Liuli was the highest decision-maker of the current Menggui group, she also wanted to take a few more glances at this man's handsome face.

In fact, the rumors circulating among the demon group are often seven-tenths true and three-tenths false. It is true that she was able to gain a foothold among the demon group because of the support of the king general. The "golden general" and the "silver general" were also her subordinates. Asuya, who had just joined the demon group, also quickly got along with her. These are all true... But rather than saying that there has always been a conflict between Ryoma Chika and Sakurai Kogure, it is better to say that Ryoma Chika is unilaterally hostile to Sakurai Kogure, and the root of everything is because of Kazama Ruri.

She devoted herself to the "Oujiang" for status, got involved with Yoshikitaro and the "Ginjiang" to capture and exploit them, and had an affair with Asuya because she really admired that man, but the person Ryoma Chika's true love was actually Kazama Ruri... She thought that Kazama Ruri was the man in the world who best matched her. The man with the name "Ruri" was so beautiful, so elegant, and so sentimental, like an elegant white fox standing proudly on the top of a snow-capped mountain. People couldn't help but feel pity for him. Ryoma Chika fell in love with this man at the first sight.

She once mustered up the courage to put on a transparent gauze and knocked on Fengjian Liuli's door late at night, but all she got in return was a light and shallow "It's late at night, just getting ready to rest." Longma Zhixiang tentatively put her ear against the door, but heard a man's laughter and a woman's groaning from inside the house. Longma Zhixiang was furious. She stood unwillingly in the shadow of the door, wanting to see which woman dared to seduce the man she liked into bed.

As a result, two hours later, Ryoma Chika saw Sakurai Kogure with a flushed face coming out of Kazama Ruri's bedroom. The next day, Kazama Ruri directly allocated the Paradise Hall under her name to Sakurai Kogure. That woman immediately became a member of the fierce ghost group, "Ryoma", and added her own surname to her name... From then on, the grudge between the two women began.

Ryoma Chika's voice was not small and echoed in the empty Kabuki theater. However, in the face of Ryoma Chika's questioning and gaze, Kazama Ruri, who had the highest status at the scene, remained silent, like a monk in meditation with his eyes closed.

"The meeting cannot be held yet because the person who will preside over the meeting has not arrived yet." Sakurai Kogure said lightly.

"Is Lord Longma out of his mind?" Longma Zhixiang laughed coldly. "Isn't Lord Dragon King here? Who else can preside over this meeting besides him?"

"The Lord General hasn't arrived yet." Sakurai Kogure said.

"Lord Wangjiang?" Ryoma Chika curled her lips. "So, Lord Ryoma, are you confused? The Wangjiang died two days ago, along with the 'Golden General', the 'Silver General', and Asuya. It's impossible for a dead person to appear at this meeting."

"Kichihoku Taro and his partner are indeed two losers, but Asuya was a fine man. It's a shame he died. We, the Oni Clan, have already lost 20% of our combat power. Ultimately, it's all because of the King General's misguided leadership." Ryoma Chikako said, intentionally or unintentionally, "The revival of the 'God' is imminent. As long as we are leaderless, we will fall behind the Eight Snake Clan. The opportunity to open the Yellow Springs Road is fleeting. Why not take advantage of this meeting to decide on a new leader? We also need to fill the vacancies at the top promptly."

After saying this, Ryoma Chika's gaze swept across the crowd of Oni members in the audience. When the members in the front row heard that they were going to fill the vacancies in the senior management, their eyes were burning and they were eager to try... This was Ryoma Chika's method. It was the will of the people and the trend of the times. If Sakurai Kogure spoke out against it at this moment, he would definitely incur public wrath.

Ryoma Chika glanced at Sakurai Kogure. Sakurai Kogure did not object and did not show any expression... Very good, she has completely grasped the right to speak in this meeting, Ryoma Kogure thought.

"I'm sure no one would object to Lady Kazama Ruri taking over as the new generation 'King General' of the Oni Clan, but the position of the new 'Dragon King'..." Ryoma Chika glanced at Sakurai Kogure, "I don't think Miss Sakurai is qualified to take over."

Sakurai Kogure smiled noncommittally and motioned Ryoma Chika to continue.

"The Paradise was lost to Miss Sakurai. Was I right?" Longma Zhixiang's expression darkened. "The Paradise is our most important territory, the most profitable casino under the Ghost Clan, and an indispensable intelligence hub for the gang... Lord Dragon King entrusted you with such an important responsibility, yet it was easily wiped out by the Eight Snake Clans. And yet, Miss Sakurai, as the manager of the Paradise, you chose not to shoulder the responsibility and perish with the Paradise. You're still sitting here peacefully. Are you a deserter? How can you have the nerve to sit next to Lord Dragon King? If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago!"

Ryoma Chikako kept on listing Sakurai Kogure's crimes, and at the very last moment, her ambition was finally revealed: "Sakurai Kogure, you're just a loser. Losers deserve the same fate as the 'King Generals' and 'Golden Generals'. The position of leader of the Oni Clan belongs to Master Kazama, and the only one who can help Master Kazama stand at the pinnacle of the entire underworld... is me!"

The Kabuki Theater was silent at this time, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ryoma Chika. Ryoma Chika felt like the most dazzling actor in a performance. She became the undisputed protagonist of the day. Sakurai Kogure was dim beside her, and the only one who could share her glory was her future man, Kazama Ruri.

Ryoma Chika glanced at Sakurai Kogure with the attitude of a winner, but she frowned the next second... because Sakurai Kogure was smiling, not a bitter smile or a sneer, but a smile of pity.

Sakurai Kogure definitely wasn't trying to salvage some dignity. Ryoma Chika knew her... so why was this woman smiling? She was clearly the loser, wasn't she? About to fall from the altar of "Ryoma," yet she looked at him with such a pitying smile, as if he were the one destined for misery.

Longma Chixiang looked at Fengjian Liuli again. Fengjian Liuli unexpectedly opened his eyes and looked at her, but Longma Chixiang did not feel any joy when being stared at by her beloved man... because Fengjian Liuli looked at her as if he was looking at a dead person.

Suddenly, applause was heard from the corridor leading to the backstage, followed by heavy footsteps. A huge fear exploded in Ryoma Chikako's heart... She suddenly remembered that Sakurai Kogure said that the meeting could not start yet because the person who presided over the meeting had not arrived yet!

"You are worthy of being the woman I trained, Ah Xiang. Your ruthlessness is truly inherited from me. I am very pleased." A black shadow walked out of the corridor, with a face like an ancient noble mask.

"Ah!" Longma Zhixiang looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, his legs went weak, and he fell onto the chair, "Wang... Lord General! You... You are still alive! Ah no... You are indeed alive! I always believed that you would not die easily..."

Longma Zhixiang was talking incoherently, and the king slowly approached the woman.

Chapter 502: Death of Tachibana Masamune

The face of the ancient noble leaned down, with a creepy smile on the corner of his mouth. The huge majesty accompanied by thick fear came over him, pressing Longma Zhixiang against the back of the chair.

Longma Zhixiang's body was shaking uncontrollably. She wanted to sit up, but she had no strength to do anything, like a pile of rotten mud.

"You are scheming, resourceful, and know how to make good use of your advantages... Ah Xiang, to be honest, I don't hate women like you." Wang Jiang stretched out a hand and gently stroked the woman's chin, just like stroking his most beloved lover or a well-behaved cat.

The oppressive pressure that had enveloped Longma Zhixiang vanished, and she gasped for breath, like an asthmatic runner, desperate to inhale all the air around her. She felt the warmth against her chin. The man's movements were gentle, a secret code they had agreed upon. Longma Zhixiang's chin was very sensitive, a fact only men who had slept with her knew. Whenever a man needed her, he would stroke her chin like a pet... The fear in her heart gradually dissipated, and her body began to heat up, her dopamine and adrenaline levels rising rapidly.

"My Lord... My Lord General!" Longma Zhixiang's eyes gradually blurred. Her eyes were as charming as silk and her breath was as sweet as orchid. "Thank you for your kindness... Without your support, Zhixiang would not be where I am today. Everything I have was given by My Lord General... I will always be My Lord General's woman... No, I am His man's dog! For the rest of my life... I will be loyal to My Lord General!"

As she spoke, Longma Zhixiang twisted her body restlessly, as if the clothes on her body were some kind of shackles that bound her. It had to be admitted that this woman did have a fatal temptation for men. The members of Menggui in the audience stared at the erotic scene and swallowed hard, as if they were looking at a vivid erotic painting... At this moment, everyone knew that the rumors about "Chengxiang" and "Wang Jiang" were actually true. Everyone had no doubt that if it wasn't in public now, the coquettish woman would have stripped off her clothes and pounced on the man on the spot!

"That's great, Ah Xiang! I can't help but applaud you! It's hard for me to find a woman among the ghosts who can replace you, because your acting skills are already superb. You shouldn't have joined the ghosts at all, you should have joined Hollywood! Ah Xiang, you are a natural actor!" Wang Jiang looked at the woman with regretful eyes, as if looking at a piece of beautiful jade about to break. "What a pity, I have to kill a woman like you with my own hands."

The charming expression on Longma Zhixiang's face froze into ice, and her pupils widened involuntarily because of fear. Although there was no pressure emanating from the king general at this moment, his smile and his words were like a soul-seeking demon, and a huge fear exploded in Longma Zhixiang's mind.

She was indeed acting, because she didn't want to die. Ryoma Chika knew that Wang Jiang had heard what she said to Sakurai Kogure, and she knew very well what would happen if she offended Wang Jiang. The moment she saw Wang Jiang, she was so scared that her heart almost stopped. How could she still have the mind to flirt with Wang Jiang... All of this was acting. Ryoma Chika believed that Wang Jiang still had a little pity for his woman, so she had to use her superb acting skills to show the charm and absolute obedience of a woman. This was her most lethal weapon and her only means of self-protection now. She had never failed when using this trick on men with whom she had had physical contact!

But she made only one mistake today, and this mistake...will cost her a price she cannot afford!

"I was wrong! Lord General, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have disobeyed you! I shouldn't have lied to you! I shouldn't have slept with men like Yoshikitaro and Asuya!" Ryoma Xiangzhi screamed and begged for mercy, her beautiful face twisted and hideous with fear. "I will be loyal to you! I swear! From now on, I will be your most obedient woman! Dedicated to you alone! You are so generous, please give me a chance! Please!"

"Do you think I mind you sleeping with other men? Or your betrayal? I thought you were a clever fox, but why do you compare yourself to a dog?" Wang Jiang's voice turned completely cold. "You're more stupid than I thought. It's so pathetic that you don't even know how you died."

Before Longma Chixiang could scream, the king dropped the hand that was stroking her chin to the woman's smooth neck. He curled his fingers into claws and exerted force. A loud "crack" sound echoed in the Kabuki theater... The woman's neck was broken.

Longma Zhixiang's head, which had charmed countless men, drooped limply like a deflated ball. Her eyeballs bulged outward, and her expression was frozen in great fear and despair. Longma Zhixiang wore a dark purple dress to attend the meeting today, but the dress was soaked at the moment, and a liquid with a strange smell was dripping from her lower body.

The king clapped his hands, and a waiter in black wearing a Noh mask walked out of the dark corridor and took away Ryoma Chika's body in a snakeskin bag. The floor of the stage was also cleaned, and the king slowly sat down at the head of the long table.

The entire Kabuki-za was in complete silence, and the members of the Oni-shu in the audience were terrified... It was common knowledge that the King General had died in the war two days ago, but this man reappeared like a lingering ghost, and as soon as he appeared, he killed the Oni-shu's number four figure, "Xiangche", who was his woman, but looking at his calm appearance, it was as if he was ready to strangle a chattering crow.

"A Xiang is right. The Ghost Clan's leadership is currently short of four members. This vacancy must be filled as soon as possible." General Wang pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped his hands, though there was not a drop of blood on them. "The current situation is far from what we expected, but the moment of decisive victory is approaching. This is fate's decision, and fate cannot be delayed. It does not care whether you are fully prepared or not."

"Saying that the current situation is not optimistic while killing one's own favorite subordinate is not what a qualified leader would do." Fengjian Liuli said lightly.

"A favorite subordinate?" The general laughed dumbly. "Don't get it wrong. That woman is a habitual liar. Her greatest skill is to use deception to convince men who have had physical contact with her. She deceived me, and I deceived her in the same way. Ah Xiang believed until her death that I found her useful. I loved her so much that I couldn't bear to kill her, but I'm tired of her. Her little tricks can only be used against the den of fierce ghosts. She can neither deceive Yuan Zhisheng nor charm the people of Kassel Academy. When war comes, she will be a useless burden. How can such a woman be called my favorite subordinate?"

"But she did help you stabilize the hearts of the Ghost Clan. You've already exhausted her value. It's just that she's no longer useful to you, so you abandoned her." Feng Jianli looked at Wang Jiang, her expression neither happy nor sad. "When did you abandon the others? After you won the war against the Eight Clans of Sheqi? Or after you reached the end of the Yellow Springs Road? Turning us all into dry bones on the road?"

"Do we have to talk about this in front of so many people, Liuli? You are my most proud student. This is the supreme philosophy I taught you privately. But it seems that you at least remember your teacher's words very well, which makes me very happy." The King smiled, "The essence of this world is cannibalism. In fact, everyone understands this. Otherwise, why would we gather here? Because we are 'ghosts', we are all afraid of being eaten by the justice of this world. Of course, cannibalism can also be practiced among our own kind. Liuli, if you are cruel enough, you can eat me, or if any of the fierce ghosts have the ability to eat me, I welcome it. The position of 'King General' is always waiting for capable people!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, as if welcoming the return of the king. Fengjian Liuli turned her head and saw that the faces of every member of the Menggui Group were filled with eagerness and madness.

Fengjian Liuli's intention of saying those words was to alert the people of Mengguizhong. In fact, Wang Jiang, the supreme leader, treated everyone as tools and ladders. After using them, he would abandon anyone around him like he abandoned Longma Zhixiang. But everyone seemed to be moved by Wang Jiang's words... Fengjian Liuli then remembered that there were not many normal people in the Mengguizhong organization, and Wang Jiang was a master of bewitching people. He incited everyone's emotions at will. Longma Xiangzhi's death would not only not become a bloody lesson, but instead became the fuse that ignited the fire of power in everyone's hearts.

However, Fengjian Liuli did not think that just his words would affect the status that Wang Jiang had accumulated among the ghosts for so many years. He just showed his usual attitude towards Wang Jiang. Even though he now knew Wang Jiang's true identity, Fengjian Liuli did not dare to be careless. He had a deep distrust and hostility towards Wang Jiang for the past ten years, so he could not reveal any flaws now. However, this was not difficult for Fengjian Liuli... It is true that Wang Jiang is a conspirator who can see through people's hearts, but Fengjian Liuli is also a talented actor that is rarely seen in Japan in a century.

"What did you want to say at this meeting?" Feng Jianli asked Wang Jiang, "You should know that we should all be keeping a close eye on the Tamagawa area right now, but you summoned everyone to Tokyo with such fanfare. It's not just to prove you're not dead, nor is it to kill Long Ma Xiangzhi in front of everyone and make an example of him. You're not such a boring man."

"Yes, Liuli, you know me. I never do anything frivolous." The king pressed his hands together, and the noisy voices in the Kabuki theater quieted down. "A new enemy has appeared. From now on, the actions of the demons will completely change."

Kazama Ruri and Sakurai Kogure exchanged a glance without leaving a trace. They remained silent on the surface, but they both knew in their hearts why the king would not hesitate to show up in person to announce the new movements of the Oni Clan... Because someone had completely disrupted his chess game, this conspirator who once had the omnipotence in Japan had to readjust his originally meticulous plan.

"From now on, we will no longer wage war against the Sheqi Eight Clans. Until we find the 'God', we only have one enemy," the king announced to the crowd, "a visitor from Kassel Academy in Japan."

No one noticed that when General Wang mentioned the words "Kassel College", Cheng Bu, who was sitting in the corner of the long table, suddenly lowered his head, as if avoiding something, and the man's thin figure trembled uncontrollably.

"Is this really necessary? You're putting Kassel Academy above the Snake Eight Clan in terms of threat?" Fengjian Liuli raised a reasonable question. "Because of the losses incurred in the hunting battle two days ago, do you think Kassel Academy's strength exceeded our expectations? But the conflict between us and Kassel Academy is over Uesugi Eriya. Could Kassel Academy really pose a greater obstacle to our plan to revive 'God' than the Snake Eight Clan?"

"When tigers and giant bears fight for food, the appearance of an elk could potentially upset the balance of power," the king whispered. "Furthermore, the Kassel Academy isn't an elk that strayed into a war. They're something far more terrifying than wild beasts."

"Especially that guy named Lu Mingfei." A strange light flashed in Wang Jiang's eyes. He ordered the entire Ghost Clan, "Use all your strength, mobilize all your strength to search for anyone from Kassel Academy throughout Tokyo... no, throughout Japan. Put Caesar and Chu Zihang on the wanted list. The wanted orders for Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Eri will be raised to a higher level. The rewards are not limited to money, but also status, women, and power... As long as the target is captured, the Ghost Clan will give them everything they want... One more thing, the hunting conditions for Lu Mingfei have been changed to 'ONLY LIVE'."

Fengjian Liuli looked at Wang Jiang deeply, "ONLY LIVE", only allowed to capture him alive... Sure enough, Wang Jiang became very interested in Lu Mingfei, and was determined to get Lu Mingfei at all costs. Lu Mingfei had already informed Fengjian Liuli in advance about Wang Jiang's reaction. Fengjian Liuli had to sigh again that Lu Mingfei was really an incredible man. Even a cunning fox like Wang Jiang fell into his calculations. Now the situation was going according to Lu Mingfei's expectations.

"Excuse me, does mobilizing all forces mean that we should also call in the spies hidden in the Sheqi Eight Clan to join the hunt for Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Eri?" Sakurai Kogure respectfully asked the King General, "You just said that we will no longer wage any war against the Sheqi Eight Clan."

"No, those who have infiltrated the Sheqi Eight Families shouldn't be allowed to act rashly for now," the King General said, half-smiled. "If the chessboard is already disrupted, why not lose a piece and turn it into a complete mess?... Something very interesting is happening within the Sheqi Eight Families. I'm curious, facing such a huge internal turmoil, how will you, the head of the family, handle it?"

"What do you mean?" Fengjian Liuli frowned slightly.

"Tachibana Masamune is dead." Wang Jiang said with a smile, "Tachibana Masamune, the former patriarch of the Snake Eight Clan, was assassinated in his own family half an hour ago."

Chapter 503: Strange Things on a Rainy Night

Genji Heavy Industries Building, high floor.

The curtains were swaying in the wind that blew through the gaps in the window, like swaying ghosts. Outside the window was a violent storm, and big raindrops hit the glass, shattering it. Looking out of the window, Tokyo immersed in the rainy night was as hazy as a mirage.

Occasionally, a bluish-white electric snake streaked across the sky, accompanied by a heavy roar. The dim ward was illuminated by a distant light, and the figure of the old man on the bed was magnified several times and reflected on the wall.

Upon closer inspection, the old man looked extremely terrifying. One of his eyes was bandaged, and he seemed to be blind. There was no space on either side of his temples where his ears should be. There were only two dark round holes next to his temples, but no auricles. One of his hands was fixed to his chest by an instrument, as if he had suffered a comminuted fracture... The old man's body was covered with bruises, and they all looked like fresh injuries. It was hard to imagine what kind of inhuman abuse he had suffered recently.

Apart from the sound of the storm outside the window, the ward was silent with only the ticking of the hour hand. The old man sat quietly with his eyes closed, his body leaning on the soft pillow, motionless, as if in meditation. Only his dry fingers tapped lightly on the white bed sheet, beating the rhythm with the movement of the hour hand. The old man seemed to be waiting for someone, or waiting for a certain moment to come.

When the hour and minute hands of the wall clock jumped to the number "12", the door of the ward was slowly pushed open, and a figure in a white coat walked in from outside the ward, pushing a metal cart in his hand. The friction between the rollers and the floor was very loud, echoing in the corridor at night.

The old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the figure of the person who came. The person in the white coat wore a hood and a mask, and his entire face was deliberately concealed. The figure nodded to the old man on the bed, and the old man smiled at him: "You are finally here."

The figure in the white coat came to the window and closed the last crack of the window. The swaying curtains stopped, the sound of wind and rain was locked outside, and the ward fell into deathly silence.

"Let me see how your work is this time." The old man on the hospital bed said, looking at the figure. To be more precise, he was staring at the figure's face intently.