Ephemeral clouds and works

Chapter 382: The Weapon in Hand

    

, she grew closer to Yang He.One day, when four people were fighting a level three blue peacock, Du Le found an opportunity and intercepted the blue peacock's sharp claw attack for Yang He. Yang He wa...Gao Yang hadn't seen his master for three months, so when he received news that the other was at a bar, he still went to find him.

Gao Yang was thinking that under everyone's watchful eyes, Lian Ri would definitely save face for him and give him a step down, burying the past. He could then take a step back and admit his mistake proactively, although his words would certainly be evasive, first coaxing his master into forgiveness before elaborating.

What he didn't expect was that Wu Lianyi, without any hesitation, directly exposed his and Bi Yao's plan to frame her. In front of all the wizards present, she drove him out of the sect and even abolished his Xuanli, showing no mercy or nostalgia.

At this time, Gao Yang was sitting cross-legged in the center of a formation drawn with blood. He was using the formation to refine the demonic energy within his body little by little. This was what the man who had saved him told him. It was another way of cultivation besides Xuanli, and this method would allow him to advance faster and become stronger.

Gao Yang wasn't stupid; after all, he was a disciple of the orthodox Xuanmen sect. He knew this was what Wu Lianyi had called "heretical and evil," but now he couldn't afford to care so much. This was his last chance, and he was going to repay Wu Lianyi a hundredfold, a thousandfold for everything he was suffering.

"Zheng'er, what you're doing is rather risky, after all, he's Wu Lianyi's disciple."

A middle-aged man with completely white hair and dull eyes sat in another room, speaking to the young man before him.

"Father, he's not anymore! Now everyone in the mage world knows that Wu Lianyi has dumped that burden, Yu Biyao, and even expelled her own apprentice."

A young man named Guo ZiZheng patiently explained.

If ripples were present, she would certainly recognize at a glance that the young man was the one who had approached her in the bar and tried to attack her. And the blind old man was the sorcerer who had followed Xiao Zhang to her residence before, attempted to harm her, and ended up blinded by his own magic.

"Wu Lianyi is severing her sources of trouble. The more she does this, the harder she becomes to deal with. You need to be even more careful."

The man instructed.

"Don't worry, Father, I know my limits! But she is indeed difficult to deal with. I went to the bar to get close to her, to test the waters. She didn't even use any of her mystical powers and still managed to injure me."

Guo Zi Zheng's subordinates instinctively reached for their dantian, gritting their teeth.

“Zheng’er, a great reputation doesn't always mean it's true. Your test was too reckless. I taught you the orthodox methods of the Xuanmen sect precisely so you wouldn't follow in my footsteps. Now I have lost an eye myself, but you have a bright future ahead of you. In the future, please stay out of these matters. I regret taking you with me last time.”

The middle-aged man clenched the armrest of the sofa and said in a low voice.

"I know my father's good intentions, so I brought Gao Yang back. Now we'll help him become a sorcerer and have him charge into battle for us. He wants revenge, right Let him be the knife in our hands. We just need to stay hidden and avoid direct conflict with Wu Lianyi."

Guo ZiZheng expressed his plans, although it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, but now it seems, there is a lot of room for maneuver.

"Zhen'er, don't completely trust this Gao Yang. There must be a reason why he was abandoned by Wu Lianyi."

"Father, please rest assured. I will be careful."

The ringing of the phone interrupted the conversation between the father and son. Guo Zizheng answered the call, said a few words, then his eyes flickered and he handed the phone to his father.

"Hello, I am Guo Huai!"

A blind man claiming to be Guo Huai took the phone, listened quietly to the voice coming from the receiver, then answered three "yes"es in a row before hanging up.

Guo Huai held his phone, sighed, and said to his son:

"Zhao'er, help me to the study."

"Father, what are you going to do Your injuries aren't fully healed yet. You can't control the spirits again."

Guozizheng frowned.

"The boss gave the order, his son was exposed. The Mage Association received the application and the police bureau will submit evidence to take special measures for punishment. He wants me to be prepared to interrupt the punishment and save his son."

"Who made the move on the side of the Sorcerer's Association"

Guo Zi Zheng directly asked.

"Wu Lianyi!"

"How is it her again!"

From the moment she started cleaning up after that murder, they were watching her. Otherwise, they wouldn't have let me get seriously injured beforehand. It's just that I wasn't as skilled and got retaliated against.

"If that's the case, why not have someone else stop her, instead of having father go out there injured!"

Guozizheng gritted his teeth and asked.

"Just leave that to me. Everything needs a resolution. My boss has been supporting me for so long, I also need to contribute."

What will father do

"I'll go abroad first to reinforce the defenses around Young Master. When I return, I'll layer all the formations together. Perhaps that will allow me to stand against her."

"I'll go with you!"

"You keep an eye on Gao Yang! When necessary, push him out. A disciple abandoned by his own sect, going mad with revenge against his master... that's a good reason."

Gu Huai had his own plans, and he didn't want to involve his son.

"Father, your eyes are not convenient."

"I will have my assistant go with me."

Guo Huai gave his son no excuses, directly refusing.

Guo Zizheng could only compromise. He knew his father's temper well; since his father wouldn't let him get involved, he definitely wouldn't tell him too much. However, he planned to wait until his father was gone and secretly investigate on his own.

On the other end of the phone was a special residential area in the capital city. It wasn't a place where just anyone with money and influence could move into.

A man in his seventies, with white hair and a slightly plump figure, sat in a wheelchair. After hanging up the phone, he spoke to the middle-aged man standing behind him:

"How is Jun Yi doing now"

"Sir, your son is abroad. Everything is fine, but he gets a bit restless staying alone in the house."

The butler-like man said this and then fell silent.

"Humph! Let him tone it down, he always acts like an earwig. Now look, he's been caught with his tail between his legs!"

The man didn't respond, he just stood there with his eyes lowered. The master had said this many times, but every time he still defended the young master, which is why the young master was so fearless.

"You call him and tell him that Guo Huai will be looking for him. Tell him to listen to everything Guo Huai says, or else his life will be in danger!"

Yes, Master!

After leaving the room, the man made an international phone call using an unregistered cell phone to avoid being tracked by the police.

Since receiving Ripple's tip, the Public Security Bureau's task force has begun to investigate real estate assets under Feng's name, particularly those categorized as "zombie properties." These are properties that were purchased but remain unoccupied, neither inhabited nor rented out. They haven't even been used for occasional stays.

"Captain, there are thirteen houses like the Feng family's. Can we apply for a search warrant"

"What reason are you applying for a search warrant Are you playing ghost"

Feng frowned and asked.

"Captain, if we can't get in through the front door, we'll just have to break in. We've come this far, might as well see what's inside. Otherwise, our efforts will be for nothing."calating. Every thousand years, there will be a major war. To say that it's due to long-standing grievances isn't an exaggeration. In fact, what they are fighting over is nothing more than cultivation...