Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 336 - 297: An Eight-Month Journey, Arrival at Ceres_2

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"Quite a few good things, huh."

In another room, a group of people were carefully observing Meng Yu’s situation.

"A Black Tortoise Ten Directions Array Chart, a Thousand Mile Cloud Smoke Scarf, third grade soft armor worn close to the body, and the weapon is an Autumn Water Folded Blade. Is this guy trying to impersonate Meng Yu?"

Seeing this setup, the personnel from the thirteenth division of the Blood God Sect couldn’t help but laugh.

After Meng Yu became famous, even the Blood God Sect had heard of his impressive name, and Meng Yu’s fighting style had also spread.

For instance, the weapons and equipment that Meng Yu was now carrying.

When Meng Yu entered the Blood God Sect’s territory, he was immediately put under surveillance.

The Blood God Sect publicly claimed to warmly welcome investment and tourism from the Immortal Sect, but many who came were followed and watched, including Xiao Jun who took the Interstellar High-Speed Train alone for a whole eight months, and who stayed cautiously in the train every day, avoiding contact with all kinds of people outside, including women, strong liquor, and other enjoyments; he touched none of them, acting like the most careful messenger—the thirteenth division of the Blood God Sect believed that this person must have some secret, perhaps he was a messenger from the Immortal Sect, sent to deliver a verbal message or to carry out some key mission.

This wasn’t an oversight on Meng Yu’s part, but an inevitability; the world also had big data, and many who practiced calculative arts would filter through different individuals to spot anomalies.

Besides, if Meng Yu didn’t do this and messed around outside every day, how could he ensure his safety?

The Blood God Sect thought the security environment within their territory was very good, but in Meng Yu’s view, it was all a hotbed of chaos.

On the Interstellar High-speed Railway trains and at stations, safety could be assured, but going down to the planets for an adventure or to indulge in fine food? He must have water in his brain to consider that.

"Should we detain him or let him go?"

Someone raised this question. At a previous station, there had already been a pitfall set up involving a tricked immortal, a bullied damsel in distress, unreasonable ruffians, and a hero-saving-the-beauty trap, but Meng Yu didn’t even give it a glance and simply closed the door, calling the train attendant instead.

"Detain him."

The middle-aged leader issued the order.

"Seal his cultivation or not?"

Another person brought up a second question.

This was a truly sensitive issue; many cultivators would rather die than have their lives controlled by others, not to mention what the Immortal Sect propagated about the demons of the Blood God Sect.

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The bodyguards had delivered Meng Yu off the train, and their job was done.

Exiting the station, he saw a bustling megacity where immortal techniques and science were intertwined, and civilization was filled with flavor.

The moment Meng Yu stepped out of the space shuttle, he saw many people crowding around the station, some even holding up signs with Xiao Jun’s name on them. Their eyes lit up when they saw him, claiming to be there from the Angel Security Company to pick up Meng Yu.

Two Foundation Establishment stalwarts, both strong and imposing, but Meng Yu shook his head, opened his personal terminal, and contacted the Angel Security Company.

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Although the other party said yes, Meng Yu’s Growing Golden Lotus had felt a strong hostility from these two people right from the beginning!

At the same time, he recalled what the Immortal Sect had said about the security situation on the Blood God Sect’s side, which included thieves at the stations collaborating with insiders to gather members’ information and then kidnapping tourists, among other things.

It was just unclear when, as an ordinary employee on a business trip from the Immortal Sect—erm, thinking about it, not ordinary at all—would a perfectly average Immortal Sect company employee take an eight-month train ride to reach the final destination?

Alright... fool the devil, but not me. The Angel Security Company’s bodyguards conveniently had something crop up and left before he disembarked, and then, he encountered such a scene.

Was it other forces that had taken notice of him, or the officials?

There were countless possibilities, but Meng Yu, not wanting the hassle, dialed the number for the Immortal Sect’s embassy on Ceres.

"Hello, I’m a tourist from the Immortal Sect. I’ve encountered people at the station who seem like kidnappers. They are pestering me, and it’s inconvenient for me to leave. Could you send someone to pick me up?"

"Ah, you’re Senior Brother Li Juncai? I’m a disciple of Master Mi. She taught me many things, and of course, she also mentioned you, saying how impressive you were in the Jade Void Mini World competition. Can you take care of me for a bit?"

"You suggest I cooperate, and tell them you’re on a business trip on the other side of the planet and will rush back as soon as possible, while entrusting another colleague to help handle the situation. But am I supposed to obey these people’s orders now?"

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Well, the first plea for help had been successful yet also a failure, but most importantly, it confirmed that he knew Li Juncai, a person from the Immortal Sect embassy. At least with that connection, the other party wouldn’t dare to act rashly.

"Which department do you two belong to?"

Meng Yu sighed, his luck was truly terrible, but at this moment he didn’t want conflict, nor did he want to follow these people. Let’s put it this way, the so-called physical entry into the detention center, followed by being shaken down by a group of people for a shock response, seemed utterly nonsensical to Meng Yu; it was sheer madness. Once his cultivation was banned, any accident could be fatal.

"We’re from department thirteen, here are our credentials. The main issue is that someone’s been smuggling goods, and..."

"I understand, I understand. Your boss... if I remember correctly, the vice hall master is Master Qin, right? Do you have his contact information?"

Meng Yu’s voice was resigned, but the faces of the two men from department thirteen suddenly changed.

The last thing these field agents wanted was to accidentally stumble upon some bigwig, because when that happened, you could end up dead without even knowing how. As for Master Qin... how could they, mere shrimps, possibly have contact information for Master Qin?

"Sir, we..."

"You’re making this difficult for me. You can contact Master Qin."

Meng Yu sighed again. Of course, he didn’t know Master Qin, but a Golden Core from the Immortal Sect did know Master Qin, and the two had frequent close interactions. Moreover, Meng Yu was not seeking Master Qin’s help with a task but rather trying to buy some time, simply meaning to leave the station and vanish away from the public eye.

One certainly couldn’t just disappear all of a sudden in the waiting hall of Ceres, not with all the surveillance, the Great Formation, Golden Cores, and others in situ.

"Master Qin, he passed away last month."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator opposite him had an odd expression on his face.

This person had summoned two batches of people. The first one had been sent on a trip elsewhere, and the second, Master Qin, had passed away last month. With such a penchant for bad news, the situation was just...

He didn’t even want to deal with this person, but the voice coming through his earpiece from the higher-ups required him to stay sharp.

The Golden Core Master behind the scenes was very keen to know if this harbinger of doom had any more connections.

Meng Yu thought for a moment and picked up his personal terminal again.

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Immortal Sect, Supreme Star.

Time flew by, and eight months had passed.

The Immortal Sect was in complete disarray, especially the families of the Golden Cores from the Wood Element, who were either aggrieved, crying, or dealing with various issues... making the three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wood Element miserable.

It wasn’t about putting on airs, but rather that seeing these big and small figures, each one’s eyes would start to turn red at the sight of them. The Bamboo Fairy, Tea Fairy, and Lotus Fairy, faced with such situations, couldn’t even continue their closed-door cultivations and could only go from one family to another to console them, reassuring them by saying it had only been three years, there were so many people on the other side, and with Mirror twelve advancing to Divinity Transformation, Meng Yu being sly as a fox, they should not overthink and that maybe in a few days the people would return, alive and kicking even more than before.

But in reality, the situation was just like one of those illegal fundraising fraud schemes promising to return money every month and multiply it tenfold in a year, only to end up with everyone disappearing.

Take the Bamboo Fairy, for instance, who was now pondering how to spank Ge Caihua’s bottom!

If it had been a complete mess, she would have accepted it, but the biggest problem now was that Ge Caihua and Bai Qianqian were definitely hiding important information.

In the first month when Meng Yu didn’t return, everyone thought it was understandable.

In the second month when Meng Yu still hadn’t come back, Zhuge Caihua suddenly moved in with Bai Qianqian, claiming she feared someone might harm her.

Fine, at that time the Bamboo Fairy thought Zhuge Caihua was overly concerned. Even if the operation had failed, who could possibly harm her?

But by the third month, the Bamboo Fairy suddenly realized something was amiss. Logically, if Meng Yu had encountered trouble, Zhuge Caihua and Bai Qianqian should not have been acting this way, should they?

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Although the two of them seemed anxious and distressed, the way a woman behaves after her husband has died was definitely not like this, and it was even more questionable that they still had the mood to play chess in their daily life!

Now in the eighth month, she was absolutely certain that Zhuge Caihua and Bai Qianqian were privy to some information that allowed them to remain composed!

The cat of curiosity was almost maddened.

Just then, the Bamboo Fairy’s personal terminal rang.

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