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Chapter 343 - 191: Saving Ruijia from Fire and Water (Part 2)
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Chapter 343: Chapter 191: Saving Ruijia from Fire and Water (Part 2)

There were quite a few restrictions.

But the advantages... were just as potent.

Once they wore a skin, they gained all the abilities of the person it was taken from.

That alone was enough to overshadow most of the Profession’s drawbacks.

However, once a Skin Taker wore a skin, it also meant they could only use that skin’s abilities and nothing else.

But High-Level Skin Takers could shed their skins rapidly and switch between different ones multiple times... so the limitations weren’t so severe.

"Where is the Ritual located?"

"Keep talking."

...

’Looks like I caught the right person.’

Someone who could impersonate the King, even if he was just a puppet, ought to know a great deal.

It wasn’t just the King of the Ruijia Kingdom who was corrupt; many of the most important ministers had been infiltrated.

And it all happened just before the month of the deaths.

Shortly after they gradually took control of Ruijia, the kingdom was struck by a Demon tide...

But later, Iz broke the Demon tide, saving their decades of planning from being wiped out in an instant.

Otherwise, all their hard work to take control of Ruijia would have been for naught, which would have been a devastating blow to the Rose of Shedding Skin.

"But who would have thought... just when the Demon tide was finally broken, some goddamned thief would come and plunder our treasury!"

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but become agitated.

A portion of that treasury should have been his! His, the Son of the Sect Leader!

But the moment his anger flared, the sight of Lu Cang’s icy gaze extinguished it completely.

...

Di Lao confessed all the information about the cult members in Ailuotis.

He also handed over a list.

This list contained the names of all the hidden Skin Takers located throughout Ailuotis and even in several neighboring countries.

Lu Cang scanned it with a single glance.

’It doesn’t seem fake.’

He also got clear answers about other intelligence...

"Alright. Leave all of your storage items behind."

"You can go now."

Hearing Lu Cang’s words, he didn’t foolishly ask, ’You’re not going to kill me?’

Instead, he immediately removed all the storage items from his person.

Then he turned and bolted out of the room!

Lu Cang watched him go without giving chase.

Instead, he said, "Lu Luwei, did you see that?"

"Help me find everyone on this list."

A hint of displeasure came through Lu Luwei’s thoughts. "You sure are good at ordering people around."

Lu Cang appeared outside the Imperial Palace like a streak of light.

A helpless smile touched his lips. "Come on, Lu Luwei, just help me out."

Tch...

’Are you a child or not?’

’Sometimes you’re as mature and cunning as an old soul, and other times you’re as innocent and adorable as a regular kid.’

Lu Luwei’s Perception remained locked on Di Lao.

Lu Cang’s Perception, shared with Lu Luwei, was also locked on Di Lao...

’All by myself...’

’No, I’ll never escape on my own!’

’They must be waiting for me outside the city.’

’I need to find help first! Bian Lun! Yes, Bian Lun might be strong enough to buy me some time!’

Scared out of his wits, Di Lao’s face was ghastly pale. His body was wracked with excruciating pain, and all ten of his fingers were broken.

He had no time to recover from his injuries. He could only drag his broken body onward, searching for a glimmer of hope.

CRACKLE—

The sky over Ailuotis was now covered in dark clouds, with lightning faintly flickering within.

Di Lao flew in a panic, but he didn’t dare to go too fast or too high, afraid of being watched.

He raced toward a palace with all his might.

His good brother, Bian Lun, should be there!

BOOM—

Suddenly, a clap of thunder echoed!

But the flash of lightning revealed a bloody scene reflected from within the palace.

The palace was protected by a Restriction, so his Perception couldn’t pass through it directly.

Di Lao’s heart pounded in fear.

Still, he clung to a sliver of hope as he reached the palace and pushed the door open.

But the first thing he saw was Bian Lun, pinned to the wall.

Bian Lun’s corpse was still clutching his Giant Sword.

But with lifeless eyes, he had been pinned to the wall by an iron spear.

The skin of a Level 5 Warrior.

There were no signs of a struggle; he had clearly been killed in a single blow.

"Bian... Bian Lun!"

Di Lao fled again!

The wind and rain suddenly intensified.

’There’s still Si Zuo!’

As if grasping at another straw, he quickly took flight!

He reached another palace at extreme speed!

However, before he could even get close...

...his Perception detected a pool of blood.

On the ground were bodies—the bodies of his fellow cult members!

’He’s already killed his way here?’

His Perception scanned further ahead, only to find a child with eyes as still as stagnant water.

Lu Cang looked at the man’s Date of Death.

Date of Death: 1 hour

’I said I wouldn’t attack you, but I said that *after* I adjusted your Date of Death.’

’You only have one hour of life left.’

’If you die a natural death, you can’t blame me for killing you, can you?’

Lu Cang was also quite curious.

He wondered in what manner a person with a set Date of Death would actually die.

Upon seeing Lu Cang’s face again, Di Lao’s soul nearly fled his body in terror!

He fled in the opposite direction at the fastest speed he could muster!

’Who else can I find?’

’Sira?’

’Aifa?’

He scrambled toward one of the clock towers and darted inside.

However, what he saw was a figure skewered to the ground.

Seeing the man approach from behind, Lu Cang pulled the War Spear from the body on the ground.

He turned to Di Lao. "Heh, you seem to enjoy chasing me."

"Were you that desperate to find me?"

’A ghost...’

’This person... he’s a ghost!’

’Why is he everywhere I go?!’

’Why?!’

Watching Di Lao flee once more, Leng Qingying dropped down from a chandelier, hanging upside down. She asked Lu Cang, "Are you really not going to kill him?"

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