Chapter 587: The Jiangtian Sect

Ink-like clouds obscured the bright moon, and above the dim ruins, two figures stopped in front of the manor gate, walking with difficulty.

"Chairman, are you alright?" Zhong Qi, covered in blood scabs, supported Mu Chunsheng and asked hoarsely.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes opened slowly.

At this moment, Mu Chunsheng had completely shed his old and decaying appearance. He looked ten years younger, his previously mottled and ugly skin as smooth as a baby's. Although his legs were stiff and withered, they were enough to support him in walking freely.

"Very well... never better." Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting the ruins, flashing with brilliance.

"This method of longevity from the Wuji Domain is truly miraculous."

"Chairman... Young Master Ruohong seems to have been impersonated by someone from the Twilight Society."

"Oh? Is he dead?"

"Dead."

"Then it doesn't matter."

"Your private residence was bombed, and several important commercial contracts were burned. The Whale Shark Financial Group and several other groups are restless, already trying to erode our industries."

"Heh, if they want them, let's see if they have the ability to take them."

Looking at the manor that had been half-leveled by the bombing, Mu Chunsheng didn't feel a shred of anger; instead, he was overjoyed. Compared to regaining his youth and health, this little sacrifice was nothing. Even the worldly wealth and power he once viewed as his life were gradually fading in his eyes.

At this moment, there was only one goal that could drive him mad—

Immortality.

Zhong Qi supported Mu Chunsheng as they walked slowly into the manor. Although the area around the private residence had been bombed beyond recognition, the garden and other buildings used for the birthday banquet were still intact. At this moment, many hands were still under the butler's command, trying to rebuild the private residence, though it would be impossible to live in for the short term.

Mu Chunsheng was supported into a guest room used for entertaining. Just as he sat on the bed, Zhong Qi seemed to sense something, and his expression changed drastically!

He looked up sharply at the pitch-black window outside!

"Who?!"

After a brief pause, three black shadows walked silently through the walls like ghosts from the ink-like night. With their appearance, the previously bright lights gradually dimmed, finally as if covered by a black veil, making everything in front of them blurry and unclear.

The three appeared from three different directions, surrounding Mu Chunsheng and his companion in the room, and an icy, bone-chilling pressure swept over them.

Zhong Qi's expression was extremely gloomy. He scanned the three vigilantly, mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body, and ice crystals began to condense amidst the water vapor around him...

"Your Excellency, you must be Chairman Mu." One of the men in black spoke in a deep voice. "Did two people come to see you a few days ago?"

Hearing this, Mu Chunsheng was startled. He seemed to realize something, and a flash of joy crossed his eyes.

He raised his hand to signal Zhong Qi not to act rashly and took two steps forward voluntarily.

"The three of you are friends from the Wuji Domain, right?"

"Oh?" Another man in black raised an eyebrow slightly. "It seems Chairman Mu has already met them."

"Feijia and Liuzhua are my old friends." Mu Chunsheng walked to the table, opened a bottle of expensive red wine, and poured it into several goblets one by one.

He lifted a glass of red wine and raised it toward the three in the dim light. In the reflection of the dark red liquid, his smile was brilliant.

"Allies, my Beidou Financial Group... has been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing this, joy also flashed in the eyes of the three men in black. Mu Chunsheng knowing the names of those two meant they had indeed made contact, and judging by Mu Chunsheng's state, they had already reached a preliminary cooperation.

In this way, things would be much simpler.

"Chairman Mu, what exactly happened in the Red Dust Main City? How did Feijia and his companion meet their end?"

"That's a long story..."

Mu Chunsheng pondered for a moment. "Have the three of you heard of [Heart 6] of the Twilight Society?"

Mu Chunsheng and Zhong Qi recounted the process truthfully. The eyes of the three tightened, revealing an "as expected" expression.

"Heart 6, it really was him!"

"But shouldn't the Twilight Society's goal be to destroy the nine domains of humanity? Extinguishing the Red Dust Domain should also be their goal. In a sense, we are allies."

"Is there a possibility that they want to wipe out the Red Dust Domain, and also wipe out our Wuji Domain along the way? He deliberately intensified the conflict between us and the Red Dust Domain, and then waited for us to both be defeated so he could reap the benefits?"

"So that's it. This is indeed the arrogant and crazy style of the Twilight Society."

"Hmph, a Twilight Society wants to wipe out both of our domains in one go? Aren't they afraid that their appetite is too big and they'll break their own teeth?"

The three men in black exchanged words in deep voices. In fact, the Twilight Society was originally on their list of allies to win over, but after the Heart 6 incident, they knew this was almost impossible...

"Three, it's not that I don't have confidence in the Wuji Domain, but the situation in the Red Dust Main City is indeed not very optimistic," Mu Chunsheng said slowly. "[Floating Life Painting] is like a god in the Red Dust Domain. It's as difficult as ascending to heaven for you to destroy [Floating Life Painting] across domains, not to mention the Twilight Society hiding in the shadows... Did only three of you come from the Wuji Domain this time?"

"To deal with the Red Dust Domain, it's naturally impossible for only the three of us to come. Several Witch Chiefs from the Witchcraft Association will naturally intervene in the battlefield when the time is ripe... And we are not without other allies."

The leader of the men in black smiled slightly. The next moment, the lights in the room flickered uncertainly, and the light was even tinged with an eerie red.

Mu Chunsheng looked out the window in a daze. In the darkness where wind and clouds were churning, a large group of figures in red robes stood on the ruins like ghosts, like a scarlet rash festering on the earth, shocking to the eye.

"That is..."

"In this world today, it's not just the Twilight Society that is regarded as a public enemy by the nine domains," the man in black said unhurriedly.

"Chairman Mu... have you ever heard of the Jiangtian Sect?"

……

Jinghong Theater.

A figure carrying a medical kit walked slowly out of the room.

"Doctor, how is the situation?" Chen Ling asked.

"...It's very strange." The doctor shook his head bitterly. "I've been practicing medicine for so many years, and I've never seen a situation like this... The patient's external injuries have clearly healed, and his physical condition is excellent, but there's just no sign of him waking up."

"No concussion or anything?"

"No."

"He won't become a vegetable, will he??"

"This... it's hard to say. But based on my many years of medical experience, his condition may not be caused by a physiological disease. Perhaps... it has something to do with something else." The doctor deliberated for a long time before speaking. "Has this patient come into contact with any special people recently? Or suffered any special kind of injury?"

Chen Ling exchanged glances with Jian Changsheng, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

"You mean..."

"In short, his condition is no longer something an ordinary doctor can cure. You two, I'm afraid I can't help either."

After the doctor finished speaking, he bowed apologetically to the two and then carried his medical kit down the stairs...

By the time he was far away, Chen Ling's brows were furrowed even tighter.

"This is trouble... Could it be that he was sabotaged by someone from the Witch God Path while in the Wuji Domain?"

"Very likely. I thought it was strange before. Although Senior Bai Ye was seriously injured at the time, he shouldn't have been in a coma for months..." Jian Changsheng scratched his hair in distress. "Heart, what do we do now??"

"Since these doctors can't cure him, there's only one way..."

"You mean..."

Chen Ling patted Jian Changsheng on the shoulder.

"Write a plea for help, the kind you're best at... and go invite the Divine Doctor Chu."