Chapter 777 Red Mountain Sanatorium

He would remember sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone, then inexplicably spacing out. By the time he snapped out of it, almost an hour had passed.

As for how the door was opened or whether anyone had been there, he would have no recollection whatsoever.

Xu Wuyi walked out of the small building and pulled the door shut behind him.

Outside, the cold wind howled, making the hem of his clothes flap wildly. Standing on the steps, he looked up at the night sky. The moon was bright, the stars were few, and the distant snowfield looked exceptionally vast and desolate under the moonlight.

He walked down the steps and headed back along the path he came.

Zheng Mingchuan had amassed countless wealth over the years. Where did all that money go?

As long as he found Lu Sheng, all these questions would be answered.

He turned and continued on his way. The night deepened, and the cold wind howled.

He walked out of the nursing home’s main gates. The two security guards were still lying in the snow, yet to wake from their unconscious state. Ignoring them, he walked straight to his off-road vehicle, pulled the door open, and got in.

The gates of the nursing home grew further away behind him, eventually vanishing into the night.

He didn’t return directly to downtown Heihe City; instead, he drove to another location. In the northern suburbs of Heihe City, there was an old residential area. Ordinary families lived there, along with some migrant tenants.

If Lu Sheng were hiding here, he wouldn’t choose a place that was too conspicuous. However, Xu Wuyi didn’t hold out much hope.

Lu Sheng was an Innate Martial Artist skilled in Stealth. He acted with caution, wouldn’t expose his whereabouts easily, and wouldn’t stay in one place for long. Xu Wuyi wasn’t entirely sure whether the man had already arrived in Heihe either; he was just searching tentatively.

It was a small city. If an Innate Martial Artist were present, they absolutely couldn’t hide from his perception.

He drove slowly around the residential area. The Power of Order continuously expanded, covering every building and street. But within his perception, there were only the auras of ordinary people; there were no traces of any martial artists.

After circling the area, he turned the car around and drove toward the city center.

By the time he returned to Heihe City, it was already past eleven at night. He found an inconspicuous motel to stay in, asking for a street-facing room on the third floor.

The room wasn’t large but had been cleaned relatively well. There was a bed, a desk, a chair, and an old-fashioned television.

He washed his face, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned on his personal terminal.

Anna’s voice rang in his ears. “Grandmaster Xu Wuyi, what do you need me to look up for you?”

“Check the financial flow of Red Mountain Nursing Home,” Xu Wuyi said. “Find as much as you can.”

“Understood. Searching now.”

A few seconds later, Anna’s voice sounded again. “The accounts of Red Mountain Nursing Home appear, on the surface, to belong to a legal private healthcare facility, with normal annual revenue and expenditure records. However, analyzing the flow of funds reveals some anomalies.”

“What anomalies?”

Anna replied, “Every three months, a large sum of money is transferred out of the nursing home’s account and sent to different secret accounts. These secret accounts are all temporarily opened and are swiftly canceled after the transfer is complete.”

“Can you trace the final destination of those secret accounts?”

“It’s very difficult,” Anna said. “The locations where those accounts are opened and closed vary, involving the financial systems of multiple regions.”

Xu Wuyi nodded, asking no more. If it could be traced so easily, the Federation’s Inspection Department would have figured it out long ago; they wouldn’t have had to wait until now.

Lu Sheng would arrive in a few days at most, and it was highly likely he would come early for reconnaissance. Xu Wuyi only needed to wait.

Early the next morning, Xu Wuyi checked out and moved into an even more remote motel. The new place was in the western part of the city, near the suburbs, with very few people around.

During the day, he stayed in his room to focus on his Cultivation, practicing the Body Refining Technique known as “Diligence.” At night, he drove around the city and the suburbs, using the Power of Order to perceive every corner around him.

He was waiting. Waiting for Lu Sheng to appear.

Days passed one by one.

The winter in Heihe City was exceptionally long. Every day brought gray, overcast skies, howling cold winds, and snow that seemed impossible to ever fully clear. Xu Wuyi repeated the same routine daily: Cultivation, perception, and waiting.

Occasionally, he would drive around the vicinity of Red Mountain Nursing Home, using the Power of Order to perceive the situation inside from a distance. Everything in the nursing home remained normal. Cheng Song went to work and handled his affairs as usual. The memory loss from that day didn’t seem to affect him at all.

The financial director, Lin Zhiyuan, was the same. Every day, he argued about the accounts with another colleague, and after the argument, he would bury his head back into his work.

No one remembered what happened that night.

Five days passed just like that.

That night, Xu Wuyi was driving around the north of the city as usual. The night was already very deep. There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, only the occasional passing taxi or police car.

He parked the car in a secluded alley, turned off the engine, closed his eyes, and perceived every aura around him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

An unfamiliar martial artist’s aura appeared within the range of his perception. The aura was not weak—it was at the Innate Level, and it was moving toward the city center.

Xu Wuyi’s spirit lifted. He started the car and drove in that direction.