Chapter 130: 120 Delivered Transcendent (Thanks to the Support of the Hand of Dao)_1
Cafeteria.

“The team leader told me to have a good rest for the next three days, and when you’re ready to come back, just tell me, and I’ll come to pick you up,” Brother Bi sipped his shrimp soup, warming himself up.

Pei Jinye nodded from across the table.

Although he had been injured on his head, the ointment provided by the base was very effective, and after applying it, the wound had already scabbed over quickly.

“By the way, Brother Bi, can our team get some more of this ointment?”

“Effective, isn’t it?” Brother Bi couldn’t help but smile as he looked over, “I’m not bragging, but everyone who comes to our Investigation Team praises this bone ointment. But unfortunately, it’s quite rare, so the team neither gives it away nor sells it. Even our team leader can’t do anything about it because this bone ointment is made by Master Yunshan himself. His disciple works as a doctor at our base, so that’s why we have access to it.”

“If it were for sale, it could fetch a lot of money, couldn’t it?” Pei Jinye asked curiously.

“Money?” Brother Bi chuckled, shaking his head, “You don’t understand Master Yunshan. His medical skills are unparalleled, and honestly, money might just be a number to him. Besides, he already started roaming the world a few years ago. Only his disciple can use this bone ointment.”

Pei Jinye couldn’t help but feel it was a pity.

It’s all about money.

With so much money, how many cultivation resources could be bought.

Brother Bi found it amusing.

Apparently, his little brother here was quite the money-grubber.

After finishing lunch.

Brother Bi happened to have a trip to the city center, so he offered Pei Jinye a ride home in his car.

After bidding farewell to Brother Bi.

Pei Jinye returned home.

At this time, the elders in his family were still busy on East Street.

He went to the bathroom, took off his duckbill cap, and ripped off the bandage on the top of his head. A three-centimeter-long blood scab had already formed. He pulled down his hair a bit, which could just about cover the scar.

“Buzz buzz!”

Just then.

Pei Jinye’s phone rang.

Surprisingly, the caller was Teacher Chang.

He had never had private contact with Teacher Chang before.

Suddenly vigilant, he answered the phone without a word.

“It’s me, Teacher Chang…”

Teacher Chang’s voice came through, “Have you been slacking on your cultivation of ‘Twelve Lotuses’ recently?”

“I have been practicing consistently. It’s just that there’s a feeling of congestion in my Vitality consolidation. Do you have a solution, Teacher Chang?”

“Congestion?” Teacher Chang pondered for a moment on the other end, “Have you consumed any medicinal ingredients or flesh that significantly boost Vitality recently?”

“Well, yes…”

“Then you’ve over-supplemented. Stop for a day or two, let your body handle the current volume. Don’t overdo the cultivation of ‘Twelve Lotuses’ either. Just maintain one cycle per day until you cultivate the first Blood Lotus, then you can add another cycle… By the way, have you condensed the first Blood Lotus yet?”

“Not yet,” Pei Jinye told a lie.

There was no anomaly on Teacher Chang’s end, he just urged, “Hurry up and cultivate the first Blood Lotus. The more Blood Lotuses you have, the stronger your Vitality will become, and your body will become stronger as well… Your age is the perfect time for consolidating and refining Vitality. Once you reach a certain age, Vitality will start to decline, and then it will become increasingly difficult to practice more advanced mental methods.”

After hanging up the phone.

Pei Jinye stared silently at his phone.

Teacher Chang gave him a strange feeling.

It seemed that his attitude had undergone a noticeable transformation ever since he taught him ‘Twelve Lotuses’.

In fact, Pei Jinye could understand this change.

But the call today felt somewhat abrupt.

He wasn’t really a closed-door disciple who had formally been accepted through a ceremony, just a student who came to learn.

Moreover, Teacher Chang had only imparted one-third of the “Twelve Lotus” to him.

That meant Pei Jinye could only cultivate up to the Fourth Lotus with “Twelve Lotus”.

But for now,

even solidifying the Second Lotus was proving difficult, let alone knowing when he would be able to cultivate the Fourth Lotus.

It was at this moment that Cai Weiqian suddenly called Pei Jinye’s private number.

Pei Jinye paused.

He had almost forgotten what his disguised voice sounded like last time.

“Oh right, Old Jia.”

After answering the call,

Cai Weiqian said cautiously, “Brother Jia, is it convenient to talk?”

“Speak,” Pei Jinye said.

“Brother Jia, I had a shipment on Tongguan Road that got hijacked…”

“After last time, there are still people who dare to make a move?” Pei Jinye raised his eyebrows slightly.

Cai Weiqian replied with a wry smile, “The main issue is that I have no news at all about who hijacked it this time. The delivery guys returned with an empty truck last night, and they don’t know what happened. I suspect that it was the work of a Transcendent.”

Pei Jinye listened quietly.

Cai Weiqian was rather helpless: “I was just transporting some medical supplies, nothing contraband. Why did they have to target my shipment and treat me like this, just for a small profit.”

Pei Jinye wasn’t concerned about his grievances and simply asked, “Give me the license plate number, the route, and the time.”

“Around 10:45 last night…” Cai Weiqian recalled carefully.

Using his ability of Heavenly Calculation, Pei Jinye hacked into the electronic surveillance systems of the shops near Tongguan Road and located the vehicle Cai Weiqian had described.

However, he noticed that there was a blind spot in the surveillance of the scene.

He frowned slightly.

Pei Jinye realized that this matter was troublesome.

He had thought that he could remotely control the situation from home and uncover the truth with ease.

Unfortunately, he had miscalculated…

But considering that Cai Weiqian paid him promptly,

Pei Jinye decided to make a trip outside to take good care of his “younger brother”.

A subordinate who serves well enables the boss to drive sports cars.

…

In a certain restaurant,

After settling the bill and leaving the restaurant, Wu Feng pressed down on his flat cap as he stood at the door. Over his right shoulder, he carried a messenger bag that seemed very full and was covered meticulously.

He had stayed up the entire night to find the whereabouts of a certain jeep.

He ended up in deep mountains and dense forests where there wasn’t even a place to get a meal. Barely managing to find some wild fruits, they caused him to suffer from stomach trouble all morning, and who knew how many leaves he had to tear off in the process.

Due to his identity, he couldn’t take the light rail; otherwise, he’d be identified through facial recognition right away.

Thus, he could only rely on walking. It wasn’t until evening that he finally left the mountains and found a nearby restaurant to have a hearty meal.

“Damn it, where is this guy?”

Wu Feng felt annoyed.

Sitting by the roadside, he began to recall the two pieces of information he had about that man in his memory.

“The first time was a coincidence, the second time was in East Street District…”

“He and the Old Gods Association… Could it be him!”

As Wu Feng pondered, he suddenly heard a clang in front of him and looked up blankly at a coin that had landed in front of him. Then, with a somewhat grim look, he lifted his head to see where it had come from.

The next second, however, he was dumbstruck on the spot.

“What the hell, it’s him!!!”

By then, Pei Jinye had already donned his trench coat and left.

Wu Feng stood there in a daze, watching that figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance.

Suddenly, he reached out to touch the strap of his shoulder bag.

But then he hesitated… This encounter was purely coincidental.

This coincidence brought back the memory of the previous two times the Demon had toyed with him like a cat with a mouse.

A shiver ran down his spine.

Wu Feng snapped back to reality, his gaze flickering with suspicion as he watched the retreating figure, his expression darkened, and he swiftly got up, not forgetting to pick up the coin from the ground as he quickly followed.

Pei Jinye stood at the crosswalk waiting for the traffic light.

A figure was stealthily following behind him.

The red light turned off, and the green light came on.

Pei Jinye walked along with the crowd to the other side of the street, then down a small path beside an alley, heading deeper into an increasingly deserted area.

The evening autumn wind whirled the fallen leaves off the ground.

Layer upon layer, they scattered in rolls.

In the corner by the wall where a layer had peeled off, patches of moss stretched for several meters, with dark red traces faintly visible beside the moss.

Wu Feng crept closer with a bewildered look, watching Pei Jinye walk alone into the dimly lit alley.

He turned to look around.

After confirming that no one else was there, he followed close behind.

At this moment, the zipper of his shoulder bag was already open.

His right hand fumbled in the darkness, reaching inside.

To his surprise, the man he was following suddenly turned around and approached him with an unhurried pace, saying, “Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to Tongguan Road?”

Tongguan Road?

Does Da Peng City have a Tongguan Road?

Or did I hear it wrong?

Questions sprang up in Wu Feng’s mind as he watched Pei Jinye approaching, subconsciously hugging his shoulder bag tightly and stepping back.

Without keeping some distance from this guy, he even felt a bit of fear.

This feeling was like a mouse seeing a cat, an instinctive fear and trembling.

Suppressing the pounding in his chest, Wu Feng managed to steady his voice and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you clearly, but I don’t live here, and I’m not very familiar with the area.”

Having said that.

He staggered and quickly walked back to where he had come from as if realizing he had taken the wrong path.

Pei Jinye’s eyes seemed to be emitting a faint glow as he stared at that retreating figure.

The man was about one meter seventy, with seemingly no excess fat on his body.

His cheeks, which appeared rather plain, were slightly sunken, making him look lean, yet the vitality coursing through him was not weak. His hands had large knuckles and calluses at the base of his thumbs, signs of someone who handled weapons.

Wu Feng tried to appear calm, deliberately controlling his leg muscles to prevent himself from walking too hurriedly and attracting the attention of that Demon behind him.

However, what made his scalp tingle was—

That demon was clearly following him now!

One minute earlier, he was the one following behind him.

But now, a demon with a face contorted in rage was trailing behind him.

Wu Feng’s heart sank.

He sped up, and the figure behind him also accelerated.

He slowed down, and the figure did the same.

It kept a delicate distance from him at all times.

Fear, like an insidious disease, bit by bit crushed the last bit of luck in his heart.

He started to run, deliberately heading towards crowded areas, hoping to use the surrounding environment to disrupt the vision of the Demon behind him.

However, after crossing the street, he turned around abruptly.

Damn!

The demon was still there!

He even made eye contact with him!

F*ck, can’t you just leave me alone?!

Wu Feng’s legs were trembling, and all the simulations he had gone through in his mind countless times up to this moment seemed useless!

Like a helpless little rabbit facing the Demon, any scheme would disintegrate under this silent oppression.

Pei Jinye followed him all the way.

He had now fully recognized him.

The murderer from Northern Ring Road!

The figure was exactly the same as the one he had seen during Retrogression.

Left leg slightly shorter, height 171 centimeters, weight 63 kilograms…

Initially, he was somewhat uncertain.

But the other’s panic just now once again confirmed Pei Jinye’s suspicion.

However, he didn’t understand—

Why was the man following him?

Had they crossed paths before?

No recollection.

Or was it someone else’s doing?

Pei Jinye’s eyes gradually became more menacing.

At this point, Wu Feng started to lose his composure, his steps growing increasingly erratic, and finally, not daring to step into the spooky alleyway, he turned around and stood by the street corner, talking nonsensically, “You demon! Demon!”

Pei Jinye stood still, silent, his gaze calmly fixed on him.

It was precisely this calm gaze that sent a chill through Wu Feng.

He could not help but recall the scenes from the previous two times he was killed.

The first time he was thrown off of a thirty-story building by this Demon, who watched with such a calm look.

The second time his spine was shattered and he was sinking slowly in the water… The Demon stood emotionless on the shore, staring at him.

And now…

“With so many people around, do you dare to kill me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Aren’t you a murderer?” Pei Jinye replied calmly as he approached.

Wu Feng immediately took a step back, growling, “I never provoked you, why won’t you let me go time after time!”

Pei Jinye’s eyebrows slightly raised as he resumed his stance.

“Time after time?”

He pondered over the meaning of these three words.