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"Please rest assured, I will do everything in my power and use all my connections to get the message out, even at the cost of my life, and I will never let you down!"
"Try every possible means? Ha..."
Lan Tianyu scoffed at his assurances.
Empty talk, without any binding force.
What he needs is more practical insurance.
So he flicked his finger.
A crimson fire lotus, no bigger than a fingernail but radiating intense heat, appeared out of thin air.
With lightning speed, it pierced into his chest before Ye Sisi could react at all.
"what!"
Ye Sisi felt a burning sensation in her chest, followed by a searing heat that sank into her dantian.
He clutched his chest in terror, his face turning deathly pale.
"Don't worry, this is just a small insurance measure."
"As long as you behave, it will remain peaceful as usual..."
"If you dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy it, or try to find someone to remove it..."
He paused deliberately, enjoying the fear in Ye Sisi's eyes, before continuing:
"Then it will explode with a bang, blasting you to smithereens from the inside out, leaving not a trace behind!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Sisi's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
This time, the fear came from the depths of my soul, not from feigning.
The faint burning sensation in my lower abdomen felt like a Damocles' sword hanging over my head. 197
This isn't insurance; it's a ticking time bomb that could kill him at any moment.
He had no doubt about the truthfulness of the other party's words!
"Master, I understand!"
Ye Sisi's voice was filled with desperate sobs; she was truly terrified this time.
"As long as you know."
With a thought, Lan Tianyu took out the time-traveling phone that Xiu had given him from his storage ring.
He flicked his finger, and the phone, as if held by an invisible hand, flew steadily toward Ye Sisi, who was slumped on the ground.
Ye Sisi caught it instinctively, a blank look on her face.
"There is a number stored inside."
"Once you have definite news of Ye Xiongba's return, or any developments you deem important, call this number, or perhaps send a text message, understand?"
Lan Tianyu's voice was calm, but his tone left no room for argument.
"understand!"
Ye Sisi nodded repeatedly, as if grasping at a lifeline.
He hurriedly grabbed a pen and paper from his desk and, in the dim light from the window, shakily wrote down the number.
After confirming that he had written it down, Lan Tianyu had another thought.
Whoosh!
The phone in Ye Sisi's hand instantly broke free from his control, turned into a streak of light, and flew back into Lan Tianyu's hand, where he stored it in his storage ring.
"very good."
Lan Tianyu looked at Ye Sisi, who was as frightened as a bird, and his hoarse voice carried a hint of satisfaction.
[173] This is no ordinary thief; we must strike hard!
"In short, it was a pleasure working with you."
"Once I kill Ye Xiongba, you will be the next, true leader of the Yehenara family!"
Ye Sisi felt bitter, knowing full well that this was most likely just empty promises.
But caught between the threat of death and the lure of power, they were caught in a double bind.
He could only manage the most humble and respectful smile, and bow deeply to the air:
"Thank you so much for your guidance, I will never forget your kindness!"
"I will do my utmost to help the master deliver all the information."
Lan Tianyu remained noncommittal, only coldly remarking, "You'd better watch yourself."
Having said that, before Ye Sisi could say anything more, he teleported to the closed window.
He silently pushed open the window, leaped, and disappeared into the darkness outside the window like a ghost blending into the night.
Ye Sisi remained in the kowtow position for a long while before she dared to slowly raise her head.
He looked at the silent room and touched the faint burning sensation in his lower abdomen.
A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me: a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, yet also a feeling of being plunged into an even greater crisis.
He staggered to his feet and closed the window.
He carefully checked the door lock, then turned off all the lights in the room, completely hiding himself in the darkness, and curled up on the large bed.
However, he was unable to fall asleep no matter what.
In the darkness, he always felt that an invisible pair of eyes were watching him intently, observing his every move.
It made him feel like he had a thorn in his side, and he was terrified.
"Damn bastard!"
Ye Sisi cursed the mysterious man's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, but dared not show the slightest resentment on her face, for fear that the other party was still monitoring her.
After leaving Ye Sisi's room, Lan Tianyu did not immediately leave the Yehenara family.
He infiltrated the black palace again, using his invisibility cloak to begin a new round of looting.
Unfortunately, it seems their good luck has run out.
He spent over an hour exploring almost every room and hidden corner of the palace.
Besides finding some valuable but useless gold and silver jewelry, antiques and paintings, and several secret manuals containing demonic arts, he also found some other valuable items.
No other scarce resources like Blackstone or Soul Travel Technique have been found.
"Looks like I've already taken the lion's share...～ˇ …"
Lan Tianyu pouted with some regret, instantly losing interest in continuing the exploration.
"It's time to go back."
Without lingering any longer, he flashed out of the manor and swaggered off, teleporting towards the direction of the Xia Mansion.
however.
Perhaps it was destined.
Lan Tianyu only walked for a few minutes
Above the black palace, the peaceful night sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
A black crack appeared out of nowhere.
A figure dressed in a blood-stained white robe, looking somewhat disheveled, stepped out from the crowd.
This is Ye Xiongba!
He hovered in mid-air, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
Because where his right arm used to be, it was now completely empty.
The sleeve was torn, revealing a gruesome wound that had been forcibly sealed shut by demonic energy, ending at the shoulder and no longer bleeding.
The demonic energy swirling around the severed arm writhed like a living thing, barely conjuring a blurry black arm phantom to maintain basic mobility.
But the sense of weakness and dishevelment was undeniable.
"Damn brat, if I don't avenge this, I, Ye Xiongba, swear I'm not a man!"
The thought of having his arm severed by someone filled Ye Xiongba with boundless rage and deep-seated resentment.
Although losing an arm did not affect his fundamental strength, it greatly damaged his image and shattered his prestige.
This means that it will be difficult for him to appear in public in his true form again in the future, otherwise his strength will inevitably be questioned, causing turmoil!
He suppressed his surging killing intent, and with a flash, he teleported into the manor and headed straight for the black palace.
As soon as he stepped into the main gate of the palace, his suspicious nature made him immediately notice something amiss.
A crack appeared in the study on the right.
But he remembered clearly that the study was always locked and no one was allowed to enter without his permission.
Ye Xiongba felt a chill and hurriedly went into the study.
But I found the bookshelves were arranged neatly.
He walked past rows of bookshelves and finally spotted a gap.
It's obvious that one book is missing.
"The Soul Travel Technique is gone!"
Having previously learned the Soul Travel Technique, Ye Xiongba naturally knew what book was placed in the gap.
Although he could rewrite it from memory even if he lost it, the fact remains that it was stolen.
This is no ordinary thief; we must strike hard!
However, this is conditional: the thief must be found.
Ye Xiongba continued walking forward and discovered that the "Complete Guide to Basic Supernatural Abilities" was missing.
Although I don't understand why the thief stole the book, it doesn't matter anymore.
He left the study and strode quickly into the depths of the palace.
Before long, he saw more than a dozen elite guards he had carefully trained to guard the secret vault.
Standing there like an ice sculpture, in a posture of astonishment and readiness for battle, covered in thick frost that exuded a chilling aura.
". Condensation Technique!"
Upon seeing this, Ye Xiongba felt an extremely ominous premonition.
"Oh no, my magic stone!"
Ye Xiongba's expression changed drastically, and his figure transformed into a streak of black light, instantly rushing to the front of the door made of black metal.
There were obvious signs that the door had been forcibly broken open.
Ye Xiongba's ominous premonition reached its peak.
He reached out his hand, trembling, and with a surge of demonic energy, he forcefully broke the heavy lock and pushed the door open.
The moment the door opened.
A dense, yet weakened, demonic aura, slowly dissipating, rushed towards us.
What came into Ye Xiongba's view were dozens of solitary black stone pillars.
The top of the stone pillar is empty.
He devoted countless efforts and accumulated knowledge over decades.
The thirty-six magic stones intended for use on the day of extreme yin have all vanished without a trace.
Looking at the empty stone pillar, Ye Xiongba's chest heaved violently, and his demonic energy surged violently around him.
Boundless rage almost overwhelmed his reason, and he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.
But he was ultimately a powerful and ruthless figure.