Marcus gently shook his head: “The real one is, of course, in their hands.
My target is an ancient ‘replica’.” Hearing it was a replica, Thorne couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If it were the real thing, he would have to seriously weigh whether he had the life to undertake the task.
As if seeing Thorne’s concern, Marcus smiled and explained: “Don’t worry, Patriarch Thorne, according to the information I have.” “The owner of that replica is nothing to you.” Marcus picked up his glass and took another sip: “Eternal Night City is not under the control of the Holy Clan, which is why I came to your family.” Thorne nodded, now understanding the origin of the matter.
Marcus swirled his glass, looking at Thorne: “As long as you can acquire the replica of the blood cup, in exchange, you will receive a ‘blood core’ of a Vampire Marquis [Seventh-tier].
I believe with the help of this blood core, you should soon become a new Vampire Marquis.
At that time, if you wish, I believe the ‘Council’ will offer you a seat, and the Angier Family’s emblem might once again hang in the hall of the ‘Dark Council’.” Hearing Marcus’s final words, the usually calm Thorne couldn’t help but tremble slightly with excitement.
His lifelong pursuit was to see his family emblem re-hung in the Council’s hall, to wash away the mistakes made by his ancestors.
Marcus was not surprised by Thorne’s excitement, merely continuing: “Of course, if all goes well, my wedding with Miss Anna will also proceed on time.” Compared to his earlier words, when it came to Anna’s marriage, Thorne was not as excited; he simply smiled and nodded.
Having finished speaking, Marcus took a USB drive from his clothing.
Micah very tactfully stepped forward, took the USB drive, and handed it to Thorne.
“Patriarch Thorne, this contains all the information about the blood cup replica.
I hope you act quickly, as the ‘Blood God’s Celebration’ will be held soon.
I hope that by then, Miss Anna can attend the Holy City Celebration with me as my wife.” “Of course, I will act as quickly as possible.” “In that case, I’ll go back to rest.
The journey here was a bit bumpy, and I’m tired.” “Then I won’t disturb your rest.” “Micah, take Young Master Marcus to rest.” When the door closed, Thorne looked at the languid Irina beside him.
“Irina, what do you think about the matter of the blood cup replica?” Irina rose, stretched like a kitten, and wrapped her soft, fragrant arms around Thorne’s neck: “What is there to think?
Haven’t you already made your decision, my Patriarch?” With that, Irina became more intimate.
“Thorne, it’s been a few months, honestly, have you missed me?” As Thorne was pushed down, the attendants instinctively moved away from the study…
—— Eternal Night City, South District.
Li Xiao, dressed in a black tracksuit and wearing a yama mask he’d picked up from a street vendor’s stall, stood below a nightclub.
Li Xiao looked up at the neon-flashing sign.
“Indeed, the underworld can’t do without nightclubs…” This time, Li Xiao had no intention of negotiating; all he intended to do was follow an ancient saying.
“Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.” With a thunderous display of power, he would directly wipe out this so-called Dark Cult.
His fifth-tier extraordinary spiritual power was actively released, like a precise radar, thoroughly scanning every corner of the nightclub.
Li Xiao quickly pinpointed the top floor, the seventh floor.
On that floor, he sensed many life signatures.
“Found them.
Let’s kill our way up…
leave no one alive!” Li Xiao strolled leisurely into the first-floor lobby, raising a hand to seal the main entrance with a burst of true qi.
Two security guards, who were still flirting with the front desk lady, noticed something was wrong and immediately pulled out their batons, shouting.
“What are you doing!?” Li Xiao turned, and with just a glance, the invisible true qi he projected instantly crushed the two first-tier extraordinary individuals into a pulp.
The front desk lady, wearing black stockings, covered her mouth, staggering backward.
Li Xiao’s lips curved into an arc, and he raised his index finger: “Shhh.” “Ah!—” The overly explosive scene quickly shattered her psychological defenses, and under the high pressure, she instinctively screamed.
Li Xiao turned away, uninterested.
By the time he reached the stairs, there was no sign of life in the entire first-floor lobby.
Only puddles of blood on the floor and walls proved their existence.
As for the uninteresting lady in black stockings…
Of course, she had returned to life’s most primitive cellular form…
From the first floor to the second, then to the third, Li Xiao’s steps did not falter.
The floors and private rooms he passed through were left with only hundreds of billions of cells, clinging to the walls or floor, dancing to the restless music.
Since he had chosen to act, Li Xiao would leave no one alive, to avoid the Public Security Bureau of Eternal Night City finding clues and coming to his door.
If he were alone, Li Xiao wouldn’t be afraid; it would be easy to hide or run if he wanted to.
But unfortunately, a monk with a temple wouldn’t bear to abandon it and run.
The little rascals in the Wish Fulfillment Company didn’t have his abilities.
Li Xiao didn’t want his development rhythm to be interrupted, so he could only choose to kill decisively.
This was both a deterrent to the underworld of Eternal Night City, letting them know that the Wish Fulfillment Company had someone backing it!
It was also a message to the legitimate forces of Eternal Night City: anyone who couldn’t control themselves should consider whether they could withstand the retaliation of a powerful individual hidden in the shadows.
Li Xiao reached the seventh floor effortlessly, thanks to his true qi; his clothes were spotless.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Thump thump thump.” Soon, a rough-looking, heavily tattooed ruffian emerged from behind the door.
He scrutinized Li Xiao, then impatiently waved him away: “The seventh floor is a private area, not for guests.
Get lost quickly.” Li Xiao merely smiled without speaking.
True qi, emanating from his dantian, transformed into an invisible hand that clamped around the man’s neck, the immense power lifting him off his feet.
The sensation of suffocation turned his face purple, and he struggled with his hands and feet.
Li Xiao pushed the door open and walked in, his gaze sweeping over the revelers still in the midst of their party.
There were dozens of people in the room, men and women, seemingly holding a banquet.
Seeing two bodies covered in bite marks on a nearby table, Li Xiao understood that this group—oh no, these Mixed-bloods—seemed to have no regard for the laws of Eternal Night City.
But that was normal; what kind of underworld organization would they be if they were law-abiding?
As seven or eight pairs of crimson eyes turned his way, Li Xiao, unhurriedly, waved his hand and crushed the man still suspended in mid-air, tossing him aside.
Among this group, there were only seven or eight Mixed-bloods; the rest were humans.
However, since they were mingling together, they probably weren’t good people either.
Li Xiao’s eyes moved past the crowd to a male Mixed-blood in a white suit at the back, whose skin was covered in tattoos, and who was as burly as an ox.
“Are you the boss of the Dark Cult?” The white-suited man’s thick fingers extinguished the blood cigar he was holding: “Who are you, sir?
Isn’t it a bit rude to intrude on my territory without reason?” “Hmph haha…” Li Xiao smiled, spreading his hands, his blood-red pupils filled with amusement: “Didn’t you just trash my company today?
What, did you not expect to be paid a visit?” Hearing this, the white-suited man understood.
“You’re the boss of the Wish Fulfillment Company.” “That’s right, it’s me.” Li Xiao extended a finger, his tone casual as if chatting with an acquaintance: “Answer one question, and I can make an exception and leave you a complete corpse.” “I’ll give you three seconds to think…” “Three…” “Sir, aren’t you being a bit too arrogant!” The white-suited man roared, signaling his subordinates to test Li Xiao’s mettle.
Looking at the minions charging forward, Li Xiao shook his head helplessly: “I gave you a chance, but you didn’t appreciate it.” With that, Li Xiao transformed into an otherworldly Thanos, casually snapping his fingers.
The true qi that had already permeated the room instantly surged, crushing everyone except the white-suited man, their remains splattering the walls and floor of the room.
This scene happened too quickly.
The white-suited man’s eyes widened, and he instinctively recoiled, only reacting when he hit the corner of a table.
“You, how dare you…?”