Chapter 414 - 304: Agreement Reached, Night Hunt

Chapter 414: Chapter 304: Agreement Reached, Night Hunt

This was especially true for Martial Cultivators. To replenish their body’s Qi and Blood, they had to consume natural ingredients. The Alliance’s artificial food was completely useless for this purpose.

That was why Wu Liangchen had felt so empty after eating those seemingly lavish and quite delicious dishes on the ship.

That stuff could fill one’s stomach, but it couldn’t replenish the immense amount of Qi and Blood a Martial Cultivator required.

Natural ingredients, on the other hand, were extremely expensive.

Take the high-grade beef Wu Liangchen was eating, for example. A single pound cost over a hundred Alliance Points.

Only a navigator like Yuan Mingfei, who had mastered nautical Magic and earned a hefty income, would dare to be so extravagant.

Any other Martial Cultivator wouldn’t dare to eat like this.

Yuan Mingfei sat across from Wu Liangchen, watching with a smile as he devoured the food, and would occasionally pour him a cup of wine.

It wasn’t until Wu Liangchen had polished off the entire table of food—worth at least several thousand Alliance Points—that Yuan Mingfei couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

"What an enviable appetite. No wonder my master used to say that the easiest way to gauge a Martial Cultivator’s potential is to look at how much they can eat."

"A Martial Cultivator with a big appetite might not have the greatest talent, but a Martial Cultivator with a poor appetite definitely has limited potential."

Wu Liangchen wiped his mouth, feeling a fire in his belly. His powerful digestive system was frantically absorbing the nutrients from the food, converting them into Qi and Blood and assimilating them into his body.

After just one meal, Wu Liangchen could feel his strength increase by a sliver.

Don’t underestimate that sliver. Wu Liangchen’s current strength was already at a terrifying level.

To advance further, there were almost no shortcuts aside from continuously circulating the Star-Swallowing Meridian Opening Skill and opening the acupoints throughout his body.

For a single meal to increase his strength by even a sliver was a testament to how precious the ingredients had been.

Wu Liangchen put down his napkin and looked up at Yuan Mingfei. "Who is your master?"

"My master is Luo Qifeng, the most powerful fifth-level Magic practitioner in Qing Province City." Pride filled Yuan Mingfei’s face as he mentioned his master.

"Oh? That powerful?" Wu Liangchen now knew that Magic practitioners were divided into levels.

The power gap between each level was enormous, and a fifth-level Magic practitioner was already comparable to a top-tier Martial Cultivator.

But that was precisely why he was confused.

After all, if Yuan Mingfei’s master was as powerful as he claimed, how could his disciple have ended up in such a miserable state—hunted by the Sun family with nowhere to run and hide, not even daring to ask the Navigator’s Association for help?

"He is! He’s just that powerful! Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared the year before last, and there’s been no word of him since. That’s why I’ve ended up in this situation. Otherwise, forget the Sun family; even the city lord of Qing Province City would have to be polite to my master," Yuan Mingfei said, his expression turning sorrowful.

’Disappeared?’

’How could such a powerful Magic practitioner just disappear?’

Wu Liangchen frowned slightly, feeling that there was something strange about the whole affair.

Just then, the communicator next to Yuan Mingfei’s hand suddenly rang. He answered it, and a cold voice came from the other end.

"Xue Zhanhu’s men are asking around about you."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up.

Yuan Mingfei’s expression instantly turned grim.

"Who is Xue Zhanhu?" Wu Liangchen couldn’t help but ask.

"An extremely powerful Martial Cultivator. He founded the Tiger Slayer Gang, which controls nearly twenty percent of the businesses in this district. His strength is astonishing," Yuan Mingfei said rapidly while quickly opening his portable computer.

A topographical map of the surrounding streets appeared on the screen, marked with a circle of light dots.

"Good, the warning points I set up haven’t been triggered yet. It seems the Tiger Slayer Gang hasn’t..."

Yuan Mingfei was about to say they hadn’t found this place yet, but in the next second, the dots of light began to flash rapidly, accompanied by a piercing alarm.

Yuan Mingfei’s face fell. "This is bad, they’ve found us!"

At the same time, Wu Liangchen had already leaped to his feet and shut off the small building’s main power switch.

In an instant, the room was plunged into darkness. Wu Liangchen also pulled all the curtains shut, then lifted a corner to peek outside.

He saw that the street outside had suddenly become deserted. Bathed in the glow of the distant skyscrapers, it looked surreal and dreamlike.

But beneath this seemingly calm facade, an endless crisis was brewing.

Wu Liangchen’s sharp senses detected several powerful auras rapidly approaching.

"There’s a secret passage in the basement that leads three streets away. Should we...?" Yuan Mingfei whispered in Wu Liangchen’s ear.

"It’s useless," Wu Liangchen immediately rejected the idea.

"These people have clearly sealed off the entire surrounding area. Unless the secret passage leads directly outside the cordon, it’s pointless."

There was another concern Wu Liangchen didn’t voice: these people had certainly come prepared.

The underground area might already be under surveillance, so the chances of escaping through a secret passage were slim.

Hearing this, Yuan Mingfei fell silent, a look of despair creeping onto his face.

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to wait here to die?"

Wu Liangchen’s face was impassive. "Not necessarily."

As he spoke, he grabbed a nearby bow and arrow, pulled the window open a crack, drew the bow, and narrowed his eyes, aiming into the distance.

Yuan Mingfei was puzzled. He was about to ask why not use a more convenient firearm when Wu Liangchen released his grip.

SWOOSH!

The arrow tore through the night sky, heading straight for a distant corner.

Meanwhile, several members of the Tiger Slayer Gang were gathered there, awaiting orders.

As core members of the Tiger Slayer Gang, their strength was considerable. Most of them had Martial Veins implanted by large corporations.

Although the grades weren’t too high, they were more than sufficient for this shadowy place.

Just then, the arrow arrived. The man standing at the very front sensed something and immediately looked up.

In the next instant, the arrow was flying straight toward his face.

His expression turned to terror, the reflection of the rapidly enlarging arrow visible in his pupils.

BOOM!

The arrow struck him squarely between the eyes, then triggered an explosion that engulfed the few people around him.

The sound of the explosion alerted the others.

A large man commanding from the rear immediately looked up and said in a low voice, "They’ve spotted us. No need to hide. Move in and kill them."

As the overall commander of this operation, his word was law.

Don’t be fooled by the Tiger Slayer Gang’s status as a mere underworld gang. Most of its members had received professional military training and employed military tactics in their operations, making their combat effectiveness astonishing.

This was also why the Tiger Slayer Gang had managed to carve out such a large territory and make a name for itself in just a few short years.

Suddenly, blinding lights flared up from all directions, illuminating the surrounding blocks as if it were day.

Numerous figures charged toward the small building at high speed.

Because their orders were to capture them alive, they didn’t use high-powered weapons. Instead, they continuously fired things like tranquilizer rounds at the building.

But the spreading anesthetic gas had no effect on Wu Liangchen. As for Yuan Mingfei...

He was prepared, having put on a gas mask early on, so he was also unaffected.

However, watching the figures charge toward them, his voice still trembled uncontrollably.

"Wh-what do we do now?"

"We deal with it."

The moment he spoke, Wu Liangchen threw caution to the wind. Gripping a gun with both hands, he began to spray fire at the people outside.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT!

The dense sound of machine-gun fire erupted, and the heads of the people charging at the front began to explode one after another.

In the blink of an eye, at least twenty or thirty of them were dead or wounded. The rest were stunned by the terrifying marksmanship and scrambled for cover behind walls.

But Wu Liangchen didn’t let up. He continued to squeeze the trigger, picking off any figure that dared to show its head with single, precise shots.

And with every shot, a person fell.

Just then, a furious roar was heard, and a figure charged forward at an incredible speed.

Gunfire rang out. Bullets struck the figure, but only sent sparks flying.