Chapter 185 - Cover the Skies with One Hand
Chapter 185: Cover the Skies with One Hand
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor:Atlas Studios
$u Jingxing pondered and couldn’t help but ask, “Are there any clues left behind by the murderer?”
“Yeah, since there was a dissection, the deceased surely would’ve struggled and screamed in pain, no?”
Gu Bo chimed in. “This is a small district, and there are people living upstairs and downstairs. Didn’t anyone hear anything out of the ordinary?”
“According to the results of the investigation, no.”
A voice sounded and Qi Zhaochen strolled out of the unit.
“old Qi!”
Gu Bo greeted him. “Little Su, this is the Commissioner of Command of the Martial Suppression Office’s Western District branch, Qi Zhaochen. You can just call him Brother Qi.”
“Brother Qi,” Su Jingxing greeted.
He knew Qi Zhaochen, and had even fought him before.
Of course, Su Jingxing was wearing a mask and a cloak during the fight.
This was the first time he saw face-to-face as his true self.
From the way Gu Bo addressed him, it seemed that he and Qi Zhaochen were close, like old friends.
A seventh-grade martial artist and an ordinary person could become old friends.
It could only be said that both of them had good characters and had plenty of opportunities to interact.
As it tumed out, Qi Zhaochen was in charge of security in the suburbs, and Gu Bo was the Team Leader of a Corpse Collection Team.
‘The Martial Suppression Office needed the crematorium’s Corpse Collection Teams to move corpses. Gu Bo had many opportunities to go out, and as time passed, the two of them got familiar with each other.
“Old Qi, this is the vice-captain of our crematorium’ security team. He’ll turn 16 next month. He’s almost an eighth-grade martial artist —Little Su, Su Jingxing!”
Gu Bo introduced Su Jingxing enthusiastically.
“Theard.” Qi Zhaochen smiled at Su Jingxing. “You’re already an eighth-grade martial artist at such a young age. Impressive. I’ve only just started practicing martial arts at your age.”
A gleam flashed across his eyes. “By the way, Little Su, if you want a change of environment, feel free to come to me anytime. The entrance to the Martial Suppression Office’s Western District branch…”
“Hey, hey, Old Qi, what’s the meaning of this?”
Gu Bo broke in hastily. Glaring at him, he said, “How dare you try to poach from the crematorium right in front of me?!”
“How is this considered poaching?”
Qi Zhaochen shrugged. “I’m just giving Little Su a chance to use his strengths.”
A peak ninth-grade martial artist before the age of sixteen. For such a “talent” staying in the crematorium was a complete waste of his youth, time, and life.
Only by joining a large organization such as the Martial Suppression Office, could he fully display his abilities.
Gu Bo was well aware of that.
However, that was not the way to look at things. If Su Jingxing wanted to leave, no one at the crematorium would stop him. Gu Bo sincerely hoped that Su Jingxing could go further. However, if Su Jingxing refused to leave, he would always be an employee of the crematorium.
As an old friend, a big brother, and an old colleague, Gu Bo naturally had to protect Su Jingxing’s interests.
The Martial Suppression Office was a large organization, but there were many field missions, and they were too dangerous.
In comparison, the Iron Thread Sect, Divine Fist Sect, and other sects were better.
The reason why Gu Bo interrupted Qi Zhaochen was to remind Su Jingxing not to be in a hurry to state his stand.
He would have to consider carefully which organization to choose before making a decision.
At this moment.
Faced with Qi Zhaochen’s beguiling words, Gu Bo said irritably, “No matter where Little Su is, he can always showcase his strengths.”
With that, he quickly changed the topic and returned to the case.
“The murderer didn’t leave any clues behind? No surveillance cameras, footprints, or marks?”
Hearing this, Qi Zhaochen smiled and stopped his poaching.
With such things, one needed to know where to draw the line.
“That’s right,” he answered, going along with Gu Bo’s words. “Nothing was left behind. The murderer specially took care of everything before entering the house and leaving.”
“Then wouldn’t chances of finding the murderer be very low?” asked Gu Bo, frowning.
“Indeed,” said Qi Zhaochen with a sigh. “Such cases are the hardest to crack, especially when the victim is a single person. There isn’t even anyone to demand justice for him or collect his ashes, let alone seek revenge.”
Gu Bo asked, “So, there’s a high chance that we’ll end up with an unsolved case? It’ll be archived?”
“Something like that,” Qi Zhaochen didn’t make it definite.
It would be best if the murderer could be found.
However, the Martial Suppression Office was too busy to keep an eye on a case for a long time.
There were no leads, no eyewitnesses, and nothing to show for it. In the end, the only solution was to close the case.
Qi Zhaochen had seen many similar cases.
Gu Bo had only come across them by chance, and sighed with emotion.
$u Jingxing wasnt all that emotional either.
There was nothing he could do about it; such matters had nothing to do with him, so he couldn’t care less.
Gu Bo and Qi Zhaochen chatted for a while, then someone yelled from inside the unit. The information on the corpse had been collected.
Immediately, Su Jingxing and Gu Bo entered the room. They put the pieced-up corpse into a bag, placed it on a stretcher, and carried it away.
They carried the body bag downstairs and placed it on the back of the truck. Gu Bo then drove them back to the crematorium.
After returning to the crematorium, Gu Bo went to take care of the follow-up procedures of the corpse, while Su Jingxing patrolled the area.
Everything was normal. He returned to his office, closed the door, and took out the cards he had extracted. He held them in his palm and read their contents.
Essence Energy Card, Strength Enhancement Card, Internal Force Card, Skill Card, Strength Enhancement Card, Essence Energy Card.
They were all familiar function cards.
Su Jingxing unlocked them one by one. He dealt with the rewards as he usually did.
Until he discovered a Memory Card.
It was 20 years of memories of a man named Wei Bin!
Since he had nothing better to do, Su Jingxing unlocked the card and began reading Wei Bin’s memories.
At the beginning, he was just an ordinary person who didn’t stand out.
He was a little stubborn, and loved to eat instant noodles and watch cartoons.
A small change came in the middle.
Nine years ago, Wei Bin’s father passed away. Before his death, he handed a piece of beeswax to Wei Bin and instructed him to safekeep it. That was because the beeswax was a family heirloom passed down by their ancestors.
Out of curiosity, Wei Bin studied the piece of beeswax for a while, but found nothing.
After that, he paid no attention to it and hid the beeswax in a hole in the corner of his bedroom.
He had dug the hole himself, and kept the little items that his first girlfriend had given him.
To be precise, those items were his youth and memories.
$u Jingxing found this interesting, but he didn’t delve into it and continued watching.
Soon, he reached the last section. Last night, a group of people suddenly broke into Wei Bin’s house.
They first tricked him into opening the door. After entering, they restrained him so that he could not scream loudly. All he could do was whisper softly like his neck had been choked.
Then, they interrogated Wei Bin and forced him to hand over the beeswax heirloom!
The intruders’ target was the beeswax passed down from his ancestors.
Wei Bin was stunned.
After snapping out of his shock, the obstinate him naturally did not to cooperate to come clean about where he had kept the beeswax.
Even though the group of people had ransacked the entire house, shattering and smashing everything in their way, Wei Bin chose to ignore them. He gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Wei Bin’s uncooperative behavior enraged the intruders.
The leader ordered his subordinates to tie Wei Bin up and immobilize him. And then, they began a crazed torture.
skinning, slicing flesh, scraping bones, cutting opening, and gutting
The culprits were highly skilled. Throughout the entire process, Wei Bin was in so much pain that he couldn’t even open his mouth. However, with the aid of a type of medicinal powder, he never fainted from the pain.
It wasn’t until his limbs were dismembered and his organs mostly removed that Wei Bin regained his ability to speak.
Wei Bin, who was bent on seeking death, immediately revealed where the beeswax was kept and begged the leader to give him a quick end.
Instead of agreeing immediately, the leader of the group found the beeswax and injected his true energy into it. When he shone the light on it, he saw the outline of a ring within the beeswax, shining brightly. With a wave of his hand, he then ordered Wei Bin to be killed.
Wei Bin’s final thought before his consciousness dissipated was still one of shock.
There is a ring in the beeswax heirloom!
Su Jingxing, who had watched all his memories, was equally shocked.
“What a coincidence…”
“Son of a b*tch!”
$u Jingxing took a deep breath to compose himself.
Through Wei Bin’s vision in the memories, Su Jingxing saw the clear outline of the ring sealed in Wei Family’s heirloom beeswax.
In addition to the familiar circle, there was also the lion head on the ring, as well as a pair of wings around it!
‘Wings, lions, and ring.
When these three elements were combined, Su Jingxing immediately thought of the Flying Lion Ring!
The Flying Lion Ring, which could awaken members of the Flying Lion army, was actually in the hands of the Wei Family’s ancestors.
Of course, judging from the ring’s outline, the Wei Family probably only had half of the Flying Lion Ring.
How many people knew that the Flying Lion Ring had been broken in half?
$u Jingxing could be certain that Xiong Qifan, Li Chunzhen, and the others from Green Cloud Court were unaware of this.
On the other hand, Han Shilong from Treasure Elephant City must have known long ago.
That’s right, the leader of the group who broke into Wei Bin’s house and ordered the dissection was Han Shilong!
‘The Han Family member who had tried to stir up trouble at the crematorium and spoil the farewell ceremony of the Divine Fist Sect’s First Elder before getting into a big fight with the Divine Fist Sect’s Third Elder, Cao Feng, and was finally wounded by Su Jingxing. He actually knew the whereabouts of
the Flying Lion Ring and accurately located Wei Bin.
From this, one could see how much effort Han Shilong had put into awakening the Flying Lion army.
To put it bluntly, the Han Family behind Han Shilong had mobilized a lot of resources and manpower for the Flying Lion army.
Of course, it was also possible that the Han Family had always known about the secret of the Flying Lion Ring.
Or perhaps, the Han Family, like Wei Bin’s Wei Family, had kept half of the Flying Lion Ring!
$u Jingxing couldn’t tell what exactly was the truth.
In short, half of the Flying Lion Ring was taken by Han Shilong.
No one knew where he was at the moment.
He could have gone back to Treasure Elephant City, or he could have gone to the Green Cloud Mountain Range.
$u Jingxing wasn’t too concerned.
After all, whether the Flying Lion army was awakened or not had little to do with him.
$u Jingxing merely sympathized with Wei Bin’s suffering before his death.
Han Shilong was too ruthless.
People like him didn’t give a damn about human lives.
Killing people wasn’t an issue. He could split them into two with a single slash, behead them with a single slash, or shatter them with a single palm
If he wanted to kill, so be it; it would all happen in an instant.
But the dissection on Wei Bin was too inhumane.
If Lrun into Han Shilong again, I will definitely send him to meet his ancestors.
He got away with only getting injured the last time.
But this is only a thought.
How can there be such a coincidence that I will encounter Han Shilong again?
Shaking his head, Su Jingxing stopped reading the cards and left his office to patrol.
Su Jingxing was unfazed by the sight and condition of Wei Bin’s corpse.
However, experiencing Wei Bin’s suffering through his field of vision made Su Jingxing uneasy.
After patrolling the area for a while, he went to the incineration room and watched the corpses being sent into the incinerators one by one and being burned to ashes before he slowly recovered.
The stronger one was, the higher one’s realm would be. If one could calm their mind and comprehend, the greater their sentiments about life would be.
This was also the reason why many experts were so unwilling to die.
They could do anything to survive.
To the crematorium staff sending the corpses into the incinerators, turning a corpse into ashes was no different from burning a pile of grass.
After seeing so much, they had become used to it.
However, Su Jingxing had a different feeling.
However, he couldn’t put a finger on it.
After pondering for a moment, he couldn’t figure out what was going on, so he left.
Night.
Staying at home, Su Jingxing condensed the Heaven Trampling Elephant in his consciousness to familiarize himself with the operation of this mental Mutated Beast, whether it was running, roaring, or stomping.
He kept trying and improving.
‘When his mental spirit was depleted to half, he stopped and took a short break. Then, he proceeded to strengthen his secret abilities.
High-frequency sound waves, Sky Rocket Cannon, Advanced Hearing, and even the stimulation of the Demonic Elephant Physique.
‘Whenever Su Jingxing was free and had a suitable environment, he would strengthen them.
When he was tired, he would take one or two Essence Energy Pills.
As usual, Su Jingxing was not planning to sleep that night.
‘When it was almost one in the morning, the sound of fighting came from a short distance away.
Su Jingxing decided to ignore it.
The sound came from across the river, so it wouldn’t affect his small courtyard at the foot of the mountain.
Yet, before long, a man’s shouts alerted Su Jingxing .
“There’s nowhere for you to run, Han Shilong!”
Han Shilong?
Han Shilong!
Han Shilong from the Han family of Treasure Elephant City, the one who ordered the dissection of Wei Bin and took away half of the Flying Lion Ring —is now being pursued outside?
Su Jingxing immediately became interested.
He had sighed during the day that it would be difficult to see Han Shishang again.
To his surprise, here he was that very night.
Su Jingxing grinned and stopped circulating his exercise. He quickly put on his cloak and mask before heading out to take a look at the scene.
Circulating the Ghost Python Breath-holding Technique to its limits, his body flashed as he flew across the river and hid silently in the crown of a large tree beside the road.
He watched from 300 meters away as two groups of people, one fled and the other gave chase on the road.
Han Shilong was the one fleeing, and Su Jingxing recognized the one giving chase as well.
The Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect, Di Donglei!
Sect Master Di led Cao Feng and the other experts of the Divine Fist Sect to hang onto Han Shilong. They kept chasing while persuading him.
“Han Shilong, if you don’t treat your wounds soon, you will be crippled for good.”
“Tm not asking for much. Hand over the ring and I’ll let you go. Everyone in Qinghe City knows I’m a man of my word. Hand over the ring and I’ll guarantee your safety!”
“Han Shilong! Don’t be so ungrateful! You only have one chance, so don’t ruin yourself!”
“Fine, keep running. I’ll see how long you can keep running!”
Di Donglei’s occasional threats, appeasements, outbursts, and sneers filled the air as they traveled down the road.
Su Jingxing listened to them and watched their movements, not in a hurry to make a move.
Aring!
How did Di Donglei know that Han Shilong had a ring in his possession?
Does Di Donglei know about the Flying Lion Ring as well?
Had he known from the beginning, or had he learned of it from Han Shilong?
Or could it be that the Divine Fist Sect had been watching on Han Shishang and keeping tabs on his movements, so they know that he had murdered Wei Bin and stole the Flying Lion Ring?
These questions had their own uncertainties.
Because of this, Su Jingxing was in no hurry to take action as he watched the pursuit of the two groups of people.
Thump!
Han Shilong, who was running away, couldn’t hold on any longer and fell hard to the ground with a dull thud.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The sound of fierce rushing wind filled the air.
Di Donglei and the others swiftly caught up and surrounded Han Shilong.
“Hahaha! Keep running, Han Shilong!” sneered Di Donglei. With a wave of his hand, he bellowed, “Cripple him! Break his limbs and cripple his dantian!”
“Yes!”
Aunified answer resounded.
‘A few experts from the Divine Fist Sect acted quickly and pinned Han Shilong to the ground. They covered his mouth, broke his limbs, and crippled his dantian.
Finally, they found a half of that fiery red lion ring on him.
‘The Flying Lion Ring!
Han Shishang had already extracted it from the beeswax.
Agleam flashed across Su Jingxing’s eyes as he watched from a few hundred meters away.
Even though Su Jingxing wasn’t interested in waking up the Flying Lion army, he was a little interested in the function of the Flying Lion Ring.
It would have been fine if he hadn’t seen it previously, but now that he had, if he could get it
Swoosh!
Aray of golden light burst forth from the woods beside the dam, shooting straight at Di Donglei and the others.
Before he could even get close, the golden light blared brightly once again. A golden fist imprint shot out, enveloped in a terrifying aura, towards Di Donglei.
“Everyone, disperse!” roared the enraged Di Donglei at the first moment he sensed the threat.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
He unleashed his aura fully and pushed the others beside him, sending them flying.
Without any time to dodge, he circulated all of his true energy to be condensed in his fists, and met the incoming imprint strike head-on.
Boom!
‘There was a loud bang.
As the fist imprints collided, the shockwaves produced by the collision created visible ripples that spread out a hundred meters.
Half of the trees by the road were bent, and leaves and debris lifted by the strong winds danced in the air.
As the force raged, a figure was sent flying.
In midair, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood that splattered across his face and chest.
With a loud thud, he crashed into the ground, creating a human-shaped dent. Crack, crack! Countless bones broke.
“Who… who are you?!”
Di Donglei, who was in immense pain, said through gritted teeth, shock and fear written all over his face. He looked at the figure who was wreathed in golden light and had seized the ring from his hand.
A golden human!