Chapter 367
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Chapter 367: The True Son of Destiny!?
Fang Yu recalled meeting Wu Zhenfeng at the bar two days ago.
After taking the pill given to him by the so-called fortune-telling master, Wu Zhenfeng lost his sanity and became a bloodthirsty monster.
The violent martial artists that Xia Xiaoying mentioned were likely similar to Wu Zhenfeng, having consumed that so-called pill wrapped with poisonous insects.
“Do you have any information about this matter?” Xia Xiaoying asked.
“I happened to encounter a similar situation two days ago,” Fang Yu replied.
“What do you think? Could these people be related to the inheritor of the Ziyan Palace you’re looking for? I remember the last person who could control the purple flame… also liked to kill indiscriminately,” Xia Xiaoying said.
Fang Yu frowned, recalling how he had used his spiritual sense to spread underground and saw that enormous shadow.
He personally felt that this matter should have nothing to do with the Ziyan Palace.
“What clues do you have?” Fang Yu asked.
“There have been too many of these malignant incidents. The authorities in Huaibei and the Martial Arts Association have joined forces to investigate and found that these martial artists who turned into monsters share a common trait: they all took a so-called pill that was supposed to help them improve their cultivation,” Xia Xiaoying answered.
“Have you investigated who provided them with the pills?” Fang Yu asked.
“We have, but it’s not the same person; there are many individuals involved. So far, we’ve collected information on over twenty people… which leads us to suspect that this group might be a team, possibly an operation organized by some evil cultivation sect,” Xia Xiaoying said.
“Evil cultivation sect…” Fang Yu thought again of that enormous shadow underground.
“I believe this matter might be related to the inheritor of the Ziyan Palace you’re looking for, which is why I wanted to inform you,” Xia Xiaoying said.
“It should be unrelated,” Fang Yu replied.
“Well… let’s leave it at that. I’ll notify you as soon as there’s news,” Xia Xiaoying said.
“What do you plan to do about this matter?” Fang Yu asked.
“These incidents are currently only happening in the Huaibei region. The Huaibei authorities and the Martial Arts Association are already working together to handle it. I’m not clear on the specifics, as this is a matter for Huaibei,” Xia Xiaoying said.
“Alright, I’ll hang up,” Fang Yu said, ending the call.
At that moment, the ordered dishes were served.
Ling’er buried her head in her food.
Fang Yu watched Ling’er eat and felt that the little girl was somewhat similar to him.
After finishing the food on her plate, Ling’er seemed to still want more.
“If you want to eat more, just order,” Fang Yu said.
“I can’t eat anymore! This meal is on me, and if I eat more… I won’t have enough pocket money to pay you back,” Ling’er shook her head repeatedly and said.
Fang Yu smiled, about to say something.
At that moment, his phone rang again, showing an unfamiliar number.
Fang Yu answered the call and heard a magnetic female voice.
“Mr. Fang Yu, is that you?”
“Yes, what’s up?” Fang Yu asked.
“I’m Luoxi, we met two days ago. You should remember me, right?” Luoxi said.
“I remember,” Fang Yu replied.
“You left me your number, telling me to contact you if I saw that fortune-telling master…” Luoxi said softly.
“Get to the point,” Fang Yu interrupted her.
“…I’m attending a friend’s gathering tonight and just happened to run into that fortune-telling master. She’s currently not far from me, doing readings for others…” Luoxi said.
“Where are you right now?” Fang Yu immediately asked.
“I’m at the Nandu Hotel, on the first floor. If you’re coming, hurry up; that fortune-telling master might leave at any moment,” Luoxi said.
“I’ll be there right away.”
Fang Yu hung up and called the waiter to settle the bill.
“Where are you going?” Ling’er asked.
“To the Nandu Hotel. Do you want to come?” Fang Yu asked.
“The hotel!?” Ling’er’s eyes lit up as she said, “Of course I want to go!”
Fang Yu smiled faintly and took Ling’er to the Nandu Hotel.
Previously, Fang Yu had been to the Nandu Hotel once with Liu Liansha, and it wasn’t far away.
After getting into a taxi, it took less than ten minutes for Fang Yu and Ling’er to arrive at the entrance of the Nandu Hotel.
Fang Yu led Ling’er straight inside.
It was clear that a private gathering was being held inside the hotel, as two security guards stood at the entrance, blocking Fang Yu and Ling’er’s way.
“Sir, please show your invitation to enter,” one of the security guards said.
“No need, he’s my friend.”
At that moment, a magnetic female voice spoke up.
Luoxi, dressed in a black evening gown, walked up behind the security guards with a smile.
“Oh, it’s Mr. Luoxi’s friend. Please come in,” the guard’s demeanor changed to one of respect upon seeing Luoxi, bowing slightly.
“Mr. Fang, please come in,” Luoxi said with a radiant smile.
Fang Yu nodded and walked in with Ling’er.
Tonight, Luoxi wore a fitted evening gown that accentuated her curvy figure.
Her long black hair was draped over her left shoulder, and a touch of makeup highlighted her beautiful features.
Ling’er, standing next to Fang Yu, looked at Luoxi with a dazed expression.
This sister is so beautiful… even more so than my senior sister…
“Mr. Fang, who is this?” Luoxi noticed Ling’er and curiously asked.
“She’s my friend,” Fang Yu replied.
“Friend?” Luoxi was taken aback.
Ling’er was just a child under ten years old, and it seemed a bit strange for Fang Yu to refer to her as a friend.
However, Luoxi didn’t think much of it and smiled at Ling’er, “Hello, I’m Luoxi.”
“I, I’m Ling’er,” Ling’er said nervously.
While the two were talking, Fang Yu had already shifted his gaze to the front, where a crowd had gathered.
The female fortune-teller was currently sitting among the crowd, doing readings for others.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Mr. Fang, there seems to be a lot of delicious food over there,” Ling’er tugged at Fang Yu’s sleeve and said.
“If you want to eat, go ahead and take some. You can eat as much as you want; you don’t have to pay here,” Fang Yu said.
“No need to pay… that’s great!” Ling’er turned and walked toward the table where the food was laid out.
Seeing Fang Yu standing still, Luoxi stood beside him, secretly observing him.
Mr. Fang looks so young… could he still be a student?
His build is so slender, yet why is his strength so formidable?
While Luoxi was lost in thought, in the center of the crowd, a woman with her head wrapped in black cloth, leaving only her eyes visible, was doing readings for the guests at the table.
But soon, she sensed a presence.
She looked forward, her spiritual sense piercing through the crowd, and saw Fang Yu outside the throng.
“It’s him!?”
The woman’s heart jolted.
It was the martial artist that Wang had instructed her to deal with!
He actually appeared here… could he be looking for me too?