Chapter 590: Finally Found You!

Calamity: “Are you sure it’s a walking tractor?”

A Little Hamster: “Probably? Look, here are the pictures [image][image].”

The images showed a small, twisted, and deformed walking tractor, and in the lower right corner was a man in a black trench coat with a swollen, bruised forehead.

“Sss—!” After viewing the images Fang Ji sent, Lu Yibei drew a sharp breath, “It really is.”

“Absolutely absurd! This is the city center, where would a walking tractor even come from?”

In the Jingyi Apartment complex, people used to frequently throw things from upstairs; Lu Yibei had witnessed it many times.

From wads of paper to kitchen waste to discarded small appliances, the variety was bizarre.

The worst incident involved an unopened can of cola that nearly hit an old man playing chess downstairs.

Upon accidentally learning about the situation, Lu Yibei had the little Haunting at home lock onto the household throwing things down and, every day precisely at 4:44 AM, deliver their tossed items back to their bed, considerately also providing a haunting incident performance to help them wet the bed.

After some time, the Jingyi Apartment complex saw no more falling objects from heights.

Yet even someone like Lu Yibei, who had seen all kinds of falling objects, had never heard of anyone throwing a walking tractor down from above.

She even felt this might be a premeditated murder targeting that man in black!

After a few seconds of silent condolence for the man in black, she typed a message to Fang Ji, inquiring: “Hello, no problem there! So, may I ask, did he show any specific reaction before he was knocked unconscious?”

A Little Hamster: “When I mentioned I knew Gu He of the Esoteric Society, he suddenly spun around, his eyes wide, and locked eyes with me for a moment. Perhaps he was trying to see something in my eyes? And then… well, then he was knocked unconscious.”

“…”

Oh? So that guy reacted quite strongly after hearing that?

Seems like, between the Esoteric Society and Hu Chuan, he’s had close contact with at least one of them! Though…

He just exchanged a single glance with Miss Fang and then got hit?

Lu Yibei frowned, but then immediately felt relieved when she recalled the strange ability Shem mentioned Fang Ji possessed.

If locking eyes with Fang Ji truly could drain one’s fortune to that extent…

Then it wouldn’t just be walking tractors falling from the sky in the city center; even in a vast, empty wilderness, one could be struck by a meteorite, falling aircraft debris, or even an alien warship.

As the saying goes: “When fortune comes, even heaven and earth lend a hand.”

When a person’s luck reaches a certain level, anything is possible.

“…”

That damn luck-god, truly enviable!

I’ll have to get Miss Fang to help me pull some gacha later…

With someone like her, pulling from the standard banner might just trigger a system error and cough up a limited character.

Thinking this, Lu Yibei picked up her phone, typed a message, and sent it to Fang Ji.

Calamity: “Dear user, congratulations! You have completed the prerequisite quest for the hidden condition. A support agent will soon arrive at your location to assist you with the following tasks. During this time, please guard the target who triggered the hidden condition.”

Now that he’s knocked out, things are much simpler…

Once I get there, I’ll just drag his consciousness into a dream crafted using Meng’s power, and I should be able to find out his memories regarding the Esoteric Society.

This way, I save myself the effort of using charm abilities and Royal Authority to intimidate and influence his mind. Lu Yibei thought.

A Little Hamster: “Ah, speaking of which… Miss Guide, I just remembered, that rescue lady you sent earlier went missing after I fainted. You should contact her quickly, she might be in danger!”

Lu Yibei, “… ” Is this kid actually that kind-hearted? She’s practically been ‘kidnapped’, and she still has the presence of mind to worry about others?

Calamity: “Dear user, rest assured, she’s fine. If you don’t mind, I’ll contact her shortly and have her continue helping you complete the quest. Is that acceptable?”

A Little Hamster: “Wonderful, thank you very much then!”

Calamity: “Serving you is my honor! [Pink-haired girl smiling]”

Excellent! In that case, I won’t need to expend a large amount of psychic energy to alter my appearance… Lu Yibei mentally added a sentence.

Putting down her phone, she slightly quickened her pace to catch up with Shem ahead of her, tapped his shoulder, and asked, “Old Xie, how much further?”

“Miss Qianqian, we are almost there. Just turn left at the intersection ahead, pass through an alley, and we’ll be there,” Shem said.

“Mm!” Lu Yibei nodded, “Once we arrive, you and Salih stay out of sight first. You already scared Fang Ji earlier. Let me make contact with her alone first. If needed, I’ll call for you.”

“But…” Shem paused his steps, turned to face Lu Yibei, looking worried, “Holy Son, that guy’s ability is terrifyingly strange. For you to just go and contact him like this, what if…”

Lu Yibei rolled her eyes at Shem, expressionless, “Do you really think this Holy Son would be affected by her messy abilities?”

“I wouldn’t dare think that!” Shem said with a frightened expression.

True, when that guy was with the Holy Son before, that strange ability seemed suppressed, completely failing to manifest.

Seems even if that guy can siphon away others’ Miracle Seeds, he could never siphon the Holy Son’s!

I was really overthinking it… Shem thought.

“Then do as I say!” Lu Yibei said coldly, “I know what I’m doing.”

“Understood!”

————

Five minutes later.

Led by Shem, Lu Yibei smoothly found Fang Ji in the residential area near Sleepless Street.

Seeing Fang Ji’s thin figure at a distance, and the unconscious man in black beside her, Lu Yibei dismissed Shem and Salih, and approached alone.

…

The dim yellow light from the streetlamps spilled onto the secluded, narrow street. The evening wind swirled debris across the ground. Next to the walking tractor, twisted like an abstract sculpture, Fang Ji sat hugging his knees, head hung low, waiting quietly like a lost child.

Soon, a shadow entered his field of vision. He looked up, recognized the newcomer’s face, and a smile bloomed on his face.

“Ah, it’s the rescue lady! You finally came, I’ve been waiting for you so long! Luckily, no one passed by here all this time, or else if someone asked, I wouldn’t even know how to explain properly!”

Don’t worry, no matter how long you wait, no one will come to ask you. That’s just luck for you… Lu Yibei thought to herself, imperceptibly avoiding direct eye contact with Fang Ji, her gaze falling to the unconscious man in black on the ground.

“Mm, sorry for the wait. I’ve already been briefed by your Miss Guide about the specifics. I’ll start extracting information from the target now to help you complete your quest. Just wait a moment…”

“Right, the information-gathering process cannot be disturbed. So I’ll have to trouble you to stand guard,” Lu Yibei said.

“But, rescue lady…” Fang Ji looked troubled, “I… I’m a little worried, what if I’m not strong enough?”

“Don’t worry, you can handle it,” Lu Yibei said calmly. “If someone approaches to interfere, just look them in the eyes, strike the most imposing pose you can muster, and loudly shout at them to leave.”

The key part is looking them in the eyes… Lu Yibei added mentally.

“…” Fang Ji hesitated for a moment, then spoke with a solemn tone, “Mm, I understand. Leave it to me, rescue lady!”

“Mm!”

Lu Yibei nodded, stepped forward expressionlessly, extended a finger, and pointed it at the black-clothed man’s forehead. Closing her eyes, she silently activated the ability borrowed from Meng.

The air rippled with psychic energy fluctuations, spreading concentric waves like ripples on water.

Pale tentacles, invisible to the naked eye, slowly rose from behind Lu Yibei, reaching forward, sinking into the man’s glabella.

Thus, the dream began to construct, and yesterday gradually reappeared.

—————

Light and shadow blurred before her eyes, as if falling into the gap between reality and darkness.

When her sight cleared again, Lu Yibei saw a hall with a wooden floor, filled with writing desks and meditation cushions. The furnishings were antique, the decor carrying subtle traces of Daoist cultural elements.

This place looks somewhat like a hall within the Great Pure Palace?

Though I don’t know which one it is, or its purpose.

To think this guy turned out to be a disciple of the Great Pure Palace… Lu Yibei mused.

There’s a saying: “What one thinks of by day, one dreams of at night.”

The principle of reading a target’s memory through the dream-entering ability is to replay what the target has experienced in the form of a dream.

Now, the man in black was dreaming of the Great Pure Palace, which meant he had indeed spent time there!

Of course, it’s not a hundred percent certain yet—after all, no rule says other places can’t have similar layouts. Still needs some verification to be absolutely sure…

Lu Yibei thought, and with a shift of her intent, the scene before her began to change.

Following a brief distortion of light and shadow, silhouettes materialized before the writing desks. They wore the common Taoist robes of the Great Pure Palace disciples. All their faces were shrouded in a thick layer of white mist, obscuring their features, except for one man who appeared to be in his early thirties in the corner.

He was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, his hair bound high in a bun secured with a jade hairpin, his face clean-shaven. He had quite a refined, scholarly air about him. But upon closer inspection, one could see his facial features were at least seventy to eighty percent similar to the man in black.

Good lord, with a change of clothes, I almost didn’t recognize this bastard! Lu Yibei cursed internally, then shifted the dream again.

The scene, previously frozen like a sculpture, suddenly sprang into motion.

The figures within the hall moved about, sometimes frolicking, sometimes gathering in small groups to whisper. The chaotic scene resembled a middle school classroom during break time.

However, with their faces obscured by mist, it was impossible to discern their features, lending the atmosphere an eerie quality.

Amidst this, a figure that looked like a young girl approached the man in black, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something. His expression immediately turned grave.

Detecting this subtle change, Lu Yibei mentally triggered the scene. The image before her seemed to hit a rewind button, rapidly retreating over a dozen seconds, stopping just at the moment the girl approached the man in black. She then silently ‘raised the volume.’

“Senior Brother Song Wei, Senior Brother Gu He wants you to visit him at Chili Hall after morning lesson…”

Hearing this, Lu Yibei’s pupils constricted sharply, “!!!”

Morning lesson, Chili Hall, Senior Brother Gu He?

This place must be where Qinghui Hall holds its morning lessons. Definitely inside the Great Pure Palace.

So, Hu Chuan is actually hiding within the Great Pure Palace?

Ha, finally found you!

With this thought, Lu Yibei’s will shifted again. The scene before her eyes seemed to hit fast-forward, rapidly zooming towards the point in time when the man in black went to meet Hu Chuan…