Chapter 1391: Undercurrents
The Rising Yin Pill wasn't an unsalable item at the Jingran Pharmacy; it was just incredibly expensive. An ordinary Emissary of Death certainly couldn't afford it, but a Guardian like the portly man naturally had the financial means and connections to obtain a Rising Yin Pill.
All the Rising Yin Pills currently sold by Jingran Pharmacy were no longer in their original form from when Xiang Chuan first developed them. They were all improved products; the enhancement to the user's Spirit Power surpassed the previous version, and the side effects were significantly reduced. It was precisely for these reasons that the improved version naturally commanded a higher price than its predecessor.
Even so, every batch of Rising Yin Pills was snatched up as soon as it appeared, because everyone felt they were well worth the price. Thus, the Rising Yin Pill not only became one of Jingran Pharmacy's signature products but also frequently suffered from supply shortages. Without a certain status and means, it was difficult to acquire even a single Rising Yin Pill.
The portly man, taking out the Rising Yin Pill at this moment, naturally intended to rely on its medicinal power to rapidly boost the Spirit Power within his body, thereby allowing him to contend with Yang Haoran and seize a chance at survival.
Yang Haoran understood the portly man's thoughts, but he wouldn't give him such an opportunity. Although he didn't believe the portly man would pose a threat to him even after consuming the Rising Yin Pill, given the current situation, he didn't want to waste too much time on the portly man and the middle-aged woman. Thus, he wouldn't allow the portly man to successfully take the Rising Yin Pill.
Before the portly man could even open the wooden box, take out the Rising Yin Pill, and swallow it, Yang Haoran's figure flickered, vanishing from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the portly man. The portly man hadn't even reacted, didn't even have time to feel terror, before he was sent flying by Yang Haoran's kick. The Rising Yin Pill was also snatched away by Yang Haoran and stashed into his personal space.
Bang! ! !
The portly man's body slammed into the second-floor wall once more. This impact was clearly more violent than the previous two, as the vibrations of the second-floor wall were far more intense than before. From this alone, it was evident that Yang Haoran's kick was anything but light.
But she didn't succeed. Before her hand could even exert force, a black flash suddenly streaked past. She instantly lost all sensation in that arm. While she was still wondering what had happened, she noticed something fall beside her. She lowered her head and looked at the ground, her gaze falling upon a severed arm, cleanly cut off at the root, with blood ceaselessly gushing from the wound.
That arm felt incredibly familiar to the middle-aged woman. When she realized that its hand was still clutching a Death God Pendant, the middle-aged woman's heart violently lurched. It was only at this moment that she truly understood: this arm belonged to her.
The middle-aged woman froze for a moment, then excruciating pain assaulted her. She couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling shriek as scalding hot blood spurted from her wound, staining the floor crimson.
Just as the portly man had taken out the exquisite wooden box, the middle-aged woman had, without a ripple, secretly retrieved a Death God Pendant. Though she was extremely careful throughout the process, she couldn't escape Yang Haoran's eyes. As for why she would take out a Death God Pendant at that moment, Yang Haoran could naturally guess.
As the middle-aged woman shrieked, she immediately put distance between herself and Yang Haoran, filled with terror, to prevent him from launching another sneak attack from behind.
Meanwhile, the portly man also slid down from the wall and collapsed onto the ground. However, he didn't immediately get back up as he had the previous two times, for Yang Haoran's blow this time was heavier than before. Yet, he didn't give up and lie there. Instead, he struggled, trying to stand. He knew very well that in this situation, giving up meant certain death, while fighting with all his might at least offered a sliver of a chance to survive. Of course, he knew what to do.
The middle-aged woman's shriek didn't alter Yang Haoran's expression in the slightest. He glanced at the portly man struggling to get up, then, expressionless, shifted his gaze back to the middle-aged woman, who was still consumed by pain and vigilance.
“I can understand your desire to use the Death God Pendant to inform the Tongzhou Great Emperor, but from my perspective, I cannot allow such a thing to happen. Therefore, I could only sever one of your arms. Today, a battle between me and the Tongzhou Great Emperor is inevitable, but it won't be now. It's just that neither of you two will have the chance to witness that scene. ”
As these words fell, under the despairing gazes of the portly man and the middle-aged woman, Yang Haoran violently waved both hands. A vast quantity of black chains appeared from thin air, filling the entire second floor and sealing off all escape routes for the two of them. Arm-thick chains, clattering against each other with a crashing sound, resembled venomous serpents with mouths full of fangs, coiling and striking from all directions towards the duo.
Facing this situation, the two naturally struggled with all their might to resist, yet their resistance was utterly futile. Even though Yang Haoran was merely employing the simplest and most ordinary methods of the Underworld Office at this moment, in the face of absolute power, they still couldn't break free. In just a few breaths, the two were bound up like zongzi by the chains!
Meanwhile, a different scene was unfolding in Yang Haoran's Guardian District. What had originally been a relatively quiet Guardian District, though appearing calm on the surface, was secretly boiling like raging water.
After Old Master Wu left the Unnamed Small Tower, he dared not delay for a moment. He immediately used Communication Talismans to secretly summon the high-ranking personnel still within the Guardian District. As the matter was of grave importance, and to dispel any doubts in the minds of the high-ranking officials and ensure their full cooperation with the upcoming series of actions, he absolutely had to make them believe the orders came from Yang Haoran and not from him. Therefore, showing them Yang Haoran's token was crucial for the subsequent evacuation efforts to proceed more smoothly and swiftly.
As for the high-ranking personnel currently not in the Guardian District, including Yang Haoran's Emissaries of Death in other cities, it was impossible for them to reach the Guardian District in a short time, nor did Old Master Wu have the time to wait for them. Thus, he could only issue them death orders via Communication Talismans. Whether they accepted the orders or defied them would be up to them; Old Master Wu wouldn't inquire for now, as under the current circumstances, he couldn't even if he wanted to. But afterward, it would be a different story.
After the Communication Talismans were sent out, the high-ranking personnel within the Guardian District quickly gathered in secret, as per Old Master Wu's instructions. While they were naturally bewildered, Old Master Wu offered no explanation. Instead, he directly produced the Death God attire Yang Haoran had given him.
With the authority Old Master Wu had established over the years, combined with Yang Haoran's Death God attire, these high-ranking officials, despite their doubts and the lack of explanation, immediately began to carry out Old Master Wu's orders.
Under Old Master Wu's arrangements, the high-ranking officials within the Guardian District were secretly bustling with activity. No one was an exception, whether they were from the Underworld Office, the Flock of Demons Society, or the Medicine God Society.
Since they were evacuating the Guardian District, all the various treasures and resources acquired by the Guardian District through various channels over the years had to be taken with them. These resources were the lifeblood of the Guardian District, the fundamental basis for its growth and expansion. If these resources were not taken as much as possible, then Yang Haoran's various organizations would simply be unable to function normally. Therefore, it was absolutely necessary to take as many resources as possible in the shortest amount of time.
Furthermore, the resources Yang Haoran's Guardian District had accumulated over the years were astonishing. If they weren't taken as much as possible, it would only benefit the enemy, and Old Master Wu certainly didn't want to see that happen.
To prevent panic that would throw the entire Guardian District into chaos, and simultaneously to avoid drawing the enemy's attention, Old Master Wu instructed all high-ranking officials under Yang Haoran to act in secret. The smaller the commotion, the better; the faster the speed, the better. Thus, currently, the entire Guardian District appeared calm on the surface, but this tranquility was soon to be shattered!
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