My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 863 - 520: Seducing You (Double-Length - )

Thoughts drifting, Su Hongtao couldn't help but think ahead; what was said without intent was heard with intent, and he suddenly realized something was amiss.

At this moment, it was as if a gap was suddenly pried open. Su Hongtao suddenly thought of something and slowly said, "So that's it."

"What?"

"The White Lotus Sect, their people have entered Wuchang City under our noses." Su Hongtao's face darkened, "They are disguised as White Lotus Sect members."

The Xia Shui Su Family, overseeing Hu-Guang's canal transport and ferry services, had long been a wealthy household, never intending to rebel. However, due to various coincidences, they had a complicated relationship with the White Lotus Sect. It was for this reason that Su Hongtao initially dared not wholeheartedly eradicate the White Lotus Sect, fearing that the White Lotus Sect members might harm the Su Family. As time went on with the amnesty policy being implemented, Su Hongtao's relationship with the White Lotus Sect eased, and he had to turn a blind eye to them, needing to utilize their strength.

And Han Xiu keenly grasped this point, having people disguise themselves as White Lotus Sect members to infiltrate Wuchang City.

Kou Jun was greatly shocked, never expecting Han Xiu to be so bold and to take such a risky move. He excitedly said, "Quickly search Yan Gui Building, and if we can catch them red-handed..."

Before he could finish, Su Hongtao interrupted, "Governor Kou is too hasty. Yan Gui Building may not be their hiding place. If we act rashly and gain nothing, we will only alert the snake in the grass."

"...Then what should we do?"

"No need to rush. Instead of alerting the snake in the grass, it's better to lure the snake out of its hole."

Kou Jun thought for a moment, then said, "In the next few days, we shall host a banquet and invite Governor Wang to Bright Moon Hall. If Han Xiu wishes to bring us down, he must cooperate with the governor. He surely won't miss this chance to meet the governor. Oh, right, quickly invite Zhao the Immortal Master back for arrangements. He doesn't need to search for people in Corpse Valley anymore; city matters are more pressing." At this point, Kou Jun paused and said in surprise, "By the way, the fourteen White Lotus Sect members mentioned by Anshan Gong earlier might just be Han Xiu's men. Who knows if they've encountered Zhao the Immortal Master...."

Su Hongtao merely smiled faintly and said, "What if they encountered him?"

"Better safe than sorry..."

"Lord Kou worries too much. Zhao the Immortal Master's Taoist skills are formidable; how could he lose his life?"

...

Within Corpse Valley.

The Ghost Lord's massive and decaying flesh stood beneath the moonlight. Though his soul was shattered, the yin aura was so heavy that his physical body couldn't vanish. Two heads protruded from the maggot-infested flesh.

The tattered True Martial Mountain Daoist robe wrapped around the heads. As a chilling wind swept by, it fell to the ground, and when a corpse soldier stepped on it, it shattered into pieces.

............

"Let's talk this over, let's talk it over. Brave man, don't use the knife!"

Under the cold and silent night, a young servant of the Su Family had a knife to his neck, his expression utterly terrified, trembling hands and feet.

He couldn't see who held the knife behind him, only that the cold reflection of the blade shone on his face.

"Brave man, I'm reasonable, I'm honest... I-I-I didn't bring any money, brave man."

"I don't want money."

"Then-then what do you want?"

"Vacuum Home, Mother of Non-Birth."

Hearing those eight words unexpectedly from behind, the young servant's hair stood on end, as if the officers had uncovered his identity. However, he quickly heard a sentence: "You are to meet the White Lotus Sect members, so just tell us where."

The young servant dared not refuse, hurriedly replying, "Yes, yes, yes! It's at the third turn of Broken Fortune Lane; the bricks there are thin, with a hidden door right there!"

"All right, you can go."

After Chen Yi predicted the result, he confirmed the young servant wasn't lying. With a casual push, he sent him out of the alley.

The young servant's figure disappeared from sight. Chen Yi sheathed his sword, suddenly saying toward a place, "Put on the mask."

A graceful figure emerged from the shadows, Miss Donggong with her hands behind her back. Just based on her silly yet extremely beautiful appearance, there was no intimidation at all. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Miss Donggong obediently put on the mask without a word, then waved at Chen Yi, saying, "I've put it on, will you?"

"No need."

After he said that, he turned and left the alley. Dong Gong Ruoshu didn't mind his cold tone; after all, she naturally had no heart or lungs. If not, how could she have been taken as a disciple by the Broken Swordman? The Murder Sword is called a dead-end path because it is ruthless and unjust, incompatible with morals and ethics. But for people like Dong Gong Ruoshu, it is a broad avenue.

In the dead of night,

Wuchang Prefecture was shrouded in the atmosphere of a curfew, bustling as if nothing but fleeting smoke. In a blink, it was gone. Within the intertwined alleys, which one harbors eerie and gloomy or hidden currents, only at this moment in Wuchang City do people recall the ominous clouds shadowed by the White Lotus Sect.

Dong dong.

A knocking sound arose at the thin walls of Broken Fortune Lane.

"Who?"

After a moment of dead silence, a voice questioned from within the yard.

But there was no response for a long time.

Just as the White Lotus Sect member's heart tightened in the yard, their hand reaching for the knife, a voice as dry as deadwood suddenly spoke,

"...The Great Ming Venerate Buddha will appear, surely restoring the World of Ignorance."

The White Lotus Sect member's expression suddenly changed, quickly going back to report. After a moment, they returned with a scholar-robed man with deep and distant brows.

This man appeared to be in his thirties, his gaze not cold but rather composed. As his fingers rubbed together, his expression was unfixed. His name was Chu Yiyuan, the incense master in charge of Wuchang City's affairs, having full discretion over matters large and small concerning the White Lotus Sect in Wuchang City. Though his position wasn't high, it was exceedingly crucial.

After hesitating, he ordered the door to be opened, saying, "So it's a fellow from the Divine Sect, please come in."

After speaking, just as he was about to look up,

in the accumulated darkness of the night, he saw a barely perceptible tiger face, as if it was peering out with fierce eyes from the depths of the wild mountains. Just one glance made one's hair stand on end, as if eager to devour someone.

"...May I ask your honored name?"