Free Web NovelChapter 104: Chapter 97: The Phone Call
"Is this the mysterious master?"
A pleasant male voice came from the other end of the line. Su Xing furrowed his brow and, lowering his voice, asked grimly:
"Someone from the Spiritual Sect?"
"You must be the mysterious master, right?"
The man on the phone continued, then chuckled. "The Vice Bishop was right. All we had to do was tie up this little girl, and you’d show yourself."
"You’re not the Vice Bishop. You’re the Catastrophe High Priest?"
Su Xing latched onto the man’s mention of the Vice Bishop and asked.
The Catastrophe High Priest’s tone remained calm, as if speaking to his own child. He said with a laugh:
"That’s right. I’m the Catastrophe High Priest you’ve been investigating recently."
"And the strongest High Priest in the Spiritual Sect!"
At the mention of being the strongest in the Spiritual Sect, the Catastrophe High Priest’s tone changed noticeably, revealing an irrepressible excitement and arrogance.
Su Xing hadn’t expected him to admit it so directly and paused for a moment.
The Catastrophe High Priest took this as a sign that the mysterious master took him seriously. He chuckled, about to say more, but was instead met with words that sent him into a rage.
"So it is the Catastrophe High Priest. Since you left a phone number, you must be planning to eliminate me, right?"
"But let me give you a piece of advice. You’d better personally bring Lu Anning back to the Sword Hall, completely unharmed, before dawn. Otherwise... I’ll be taking your head with my own two hands tonight!"
Su Xing’s voice was calm, without the slightest ripple, yet his words dripped with boundless contempt.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!"
The Catastrophe High Priest cursed, but all he heard was the dial tone of a disconnected call. He quickly sent an address to the other party’s phone, only to see his own number get blocked immediately after.
BANG!
He slammed his phone onto the ground, his face crimson with rage.
He couldn’t remember the last time someone had been so disrespectful to him since he joined the Spiritual Sect. He was so furious he almost laughed, the fire in his eyes threatening to erupt.
He leaned back on a nearby sofa and took out two vials of energy from his sleeve—one white, one blue.
These were the two items the Vice Bishop had given him that day. They were said to be blessings from the Lord, which had greatly boosted his confidence.
The blue energy contained the complete Sequences of the other three High Priests. As soon as it was injected and broken down by his power, he would become a super Sequencer possessing four Sequences: ’Shapeshift,’ ’Zombie,’ ’Spatial Items,’ and ’Catastrophe.’
His realm would also rise accordingly, bringing him infinitely close to the fifth tier.
As for the white energy, it was a one-time consumable for survival. It could put the Catastrophe High Priest’s main body into a deep sleep while splitting off a perfect replica of himself.
Only when this clone died would the Catastrophe High Priest’s original body reawaken.
Of course, this clone would also be controlled by the Catastrophe High Priest’s consciousness.
He held one vial in his left hand and the other in his right, then plunged them both into his bare torso.
Feeling the ceaseless flood of energy pouring into his body, the Catastrophe High Priest revealed a somewhat savage smile. He then closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa.
Immediately after, a double, identical to him, suddenly split from his physical body as if growing out of thin air. It stood quietly in front of the unconscious main body.
The clone looked at its new body in surprise and said with some amazement:
"Truly His handiwork. He can even accomplish something as incredible as this."
’In that case... it’s time to head to the factory and take down that mysterious master.’
After speaking, a spatial fluctuation appeared beside him, and he vanished from the ordinary living room.
An unknown amount of time passed. The door to a nearby room was suddenly pushed open, and a little girl walked out, looking confused. Seeing her father lying shirtless and asleep on the sofa, she trotted over, pushed him gently, and said:
"Daddy, don’t sleep here. You’ll catch a cold."
...
"C-Can you let me go now?"
Inside the club room, the man whose head was caught in Su Xing’s grip saw him hang up the phone and spoke with a tremor in his voice. Su Xing glanced at him, and the man felt as if he had been targeted by a demon.
"D-Don’t... don’t kill me... You... you said... you’d let... let me go!"
The portly man’s face was filled with terror. His whole body trembled violently, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, and his words became halting and stuttered.
Su Xing gave him a deadpan look, then squeezed his right hand, instantly crushing the man’s head on the spot!
The countless men and women who witnessed this let out blood-curdling screams!
Sounds of terror and screams momentarily enveloped the entire second floor of the club.
Su Xing strode through the terror, walking step by step out of the club.
"Bro... what did you do? Why is it so noisy up there?"
Su Yu stood by Su Xing’s side, watching his older brother gently remove the mask from his face. He then grabbed a few tissues and wiped the red and white liquid still dripping from his hand before turning his head, smiling, and saying to him:
"Just killed someone, that’s all."
"..."
Su Yu continued, sounding a little exasperated:
"So when the police get here and find the suspect dead, how are we going to explain that?"
"Yu, you stay here and help me explain it."
Su Xing took a breath and said seriously:
"This was planned by the Spiritual Sect’s Vice Bishop and the Catastrophe High Priest. If I bring you along, I’m afraid you’ll be in danger."
"Alright."
Hearing Su Xing’s words, Su Yu was a little disappointed at first, but he quickly cast the feeling aside.
He knew deep down that he wasn’t strong enough. Going with his brother would only hold him back; it was indeed better to stay here and handle the miscellaneous details for him.
"Should we notify the organization about this? Do you need them to send people to help you?"
As Su Yu was asking, his phone suddenly beeped. He quickly pulled it out and looked at it. There was a new message from the organization:
Liu Chang has likely discovered the criminal’s base of operations.
Su Yu held up the phone for Su Xing to see. Su Xing took a deep breath and muttered:
"Guess I need to speed things up."
...
「Ningshui City, outside an abandoned chemical plant.」
Liu Chang crunched over the gravel, sent a message on his organization-issued phone, and then looked up again at the massive, three-meter-high iron gate before him.
Compared to Su Xing and Su Yu, who found this place through clues and threats, his methods were far more straightforward. The long-range speed of his Spatial Ghost ability was enough for him to check locations one by one. After many attempts, he’d felt the scent of sequence energy here.
This particular brand of sequence energy was complex, like a product of multiple blended Sequences, which immediately put Liu Chang on high alert.
"This should be the place."
The moment the words left Liu Chang’s mouth, his figure abruptly vanished from the spot and reappeared inside the factory.
