Cell 972

rakes and tried to flee backward.My brother stuck two cursed talismans on the cabinet door, trapping him inside.The black mist drifted about, its mouth opened in a shrill howl, but its eyes remained c...Upon hearing my description, the land god furrowed his brow and said, “I have a vague recollection of this person. He has appeared here multiple times. I've also heard his subordinates call him the Dragon King and witnessed him arranging deals.”

"...so he really is the Dragon King." My doubts had not yet been dispelled.

I always feel that the Dragon King shouldn't be like this. Is it because the reality and the image I imagined in my mind are too different, so I'm unwilling to accept it

“My Lady, although this place is nominally Han land... you see, the strength of a deity depends on the faith of the people. Many here believe in religion, but they are not pure in their devotion. Although many venerate the Earth God and City God, their hearts also harbor elements of foreign religions. Therefore, our power as servants of the Earth God and City God is limited... we can only do so much.” He said with a fawning smile.

I hear the meaning behind these words. Faith that is not pure, and worship that is superficial—that's all the protection from the deities you can expect.

The heart is the most difficult to deceive, especially when it comes to faith. A half-hearted or superficial belief is unlikely to be protected even by the gods.

"Little Lady, this is a place where cultures converge. There are all sorts of people here, from all walks of life. These foreigners aren't under the jurisdiction of our local City God or land deities, so I haven't bothered to learn much about them," explained the Earth God.

"Mm." The little wife nodded, signaling the Land God to return first.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. I said to my junior wife, " …I remember that Siyun once defected. He suddenly appeared during the sacrificial ceremony later, either joining forces with the Dragon King or the old monster."

But the old monster is so dangerous and hides in another world, even ordinary witches can't easily contact him.

Then Siyun would most likely have become the Dragon King's accomplice and cannon fodder.

If Siyun had contact with the Dragon King during her time of defection, then the Dragon King would definitely know about me and Mu Wanchen, and he would certainly be able to guess our physical appearances through descriptions.

It's impossible for you to be unaware of our situation.

But today, this bald and fat man, although he looks imposing and speaks very sternly, seems to be unaware of our identities.

He perhaps... is not the Dragon King.

I immediately told my junior mistress, "You quickly tell Master Yunfan, this bald fat man might not be the Dragon King. Let Master Yunfan not go in the wrong direction."

Mu Xia Qiao immediately called Master Yun Fan. On the phone, Master Yun Fan had already been tracking the bald fat man and was a little surprised when he heard this: "Xiao Yin Luo, are you sure We're only going to make a move after confirming his identity now. Don't suddenly have a change of heart and let us miss the opportunity."

"I... I'm not sure... but I always feel something is off!"

Si Yun was burned beyond recognition, a horrifying figure. He shouldn't have had the ability to stay in society for this long, then infiltrate Wuwang City and wait for an opportunity for revenge. He must have allied himself with the Dragon King, who also has a grudge against Mu Wanchen, and as one of the Dragon King's men, he infiltrated back into Wuwang City.

He must have contributed all the information he could to the Dragon King.

"I feel like this bald, fat guy, even if he's not the Dragon King himself, must be someone very closely related. You guys should have noticed something following him, but don't act rashly, Yun Fan Master. I just feel like something isn't right..." I said anxiously, rubbing my hands together over the phone.

"Alright, I'll play it by ear." Master Yun Fan didn't have much time to waste talking with me. He had already contacted two special agents from national security agencies to surround the Dragon King.

I can't just sit still. I stood up and said to Mu Xia Qiao, "I...need to go check on Mu Wanchen...I'm afraid he's being taken advantage of."

"He's fine, nothing will happen to him." The young wife pouted and said, "Bullets can't kill him, ghosts don't scare him either."

My heart pounded with fear, even though I hadn't seen him shot. Hearing this just made my stomach churn.

Just because you can't kill it, doesn't mean it won't feel pain.

He may have just gotten used to carrying all the problems himself.

"......I'm so sorry... Little Yin Luo, please don't mind me. I said that to express that he is more powerful than you imagine. If you go find him, you might only cause trouble. Why else wouldn't he take you with him and instead keep you safely in your room" My senior mistress hurriedly apologized to me.

"I'm afraid he... was tricked. I always feel that the Dragon King's scheme is not so simple. If it were just about money... after all these years of ruling, he should have enough money by now, right There's also this old monster who wants to catch me, I suspect there's a bigger conspiracy at play." I rubbed my hands and stood up.

The little wife also stood up. Seeing that she intended to go with me, I felt much more at ease.

As I pushed open the door and took my first step out, a gust of icy wind whipped past from one side of the corridor, sending shivers down my spine.

That feeling again!

It seemed as if a colossal undersea current had suddenly swept through the entire corridor, pressing down with such force that it made it hard to breathe.

"Oh...what's wrong!" My little wife behind me immediately felt the cold wind hit her.

I was chilled to the bone by this gust of cold wind, and in a daze I saw a figure standing beside me.

“Little girl, you've bothered me three times now. Is this why you came”

Uh

I was overwhelmed by the negative energy, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. My ears were filled with a muffled sensation, making it difficult to hear clearly.

"Run." A voice in my head urged me.

Run How to run The corridor was filled with a sinister wind, I could only shut the door and become a turtle!

But the door was also pressed down by that invisible, immense force. My hair was blown about in disarray, and my hands and feet were icy cold as I desperately tried to grab the door frame and shut it.

But suddenly this man reached out and violently pulled me out of the door.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, muffling the young mistress's cries.

I was dragged into the hallway.

Here it's no longer a corridor, I feel like I've been dragged into the deep sea.

Shortness of breath, all sounds around me became muffled, and my vision dimmed to near darkness.

A hazy figure stood before me, a broken and intermittent voice entering my eardrums: “ … You want to find the Dragon King … Heh heh … I said to wait until the time was ripe … But you came right to me …”

I'm drowning.

A ferocious, oppressive darkness choked the air, making it hard to breathe. I couldn't see or hear anything clearly; this icy chill pierced right to my bones, causing agonizing pain.

"Out of curiosity, I'll take you there... to the world you're about to face..."

The feeling of dread lasted for what felt like an eternity. I was enveloped in darkness, and from afar, voices whispered, "...within twenty-four hours, she must be delivered to Bihai Villa... If anything goes wrong on the way, we'll all lose our heads!"

"Twenty-four hours…"

"By sea and then land, whatever it takes, we need to get there as quickly as possible!"

I... I'm being arrested soup. One lunch box is enough. King Wu doesn't really care what he eats... But he instructed us to take good care of the young princess. He said you were a pampered young lady at home, and we can't l...