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Chapter 170 Mysterious Identity

Yan Junze wasn't worried about Tricky Silk's boss being taken out by an exorcist before him. Now, it seemed that the guy was too strong; he didn't have the ability to cope with it at all.

So it didn't matter whether the exorcist managed to dispose of it or not.

He was just afraid that his trail would be discovered.

Yan Junze had checked beforehand, and there were no security cameras installed behind the Mountain Park. Usually, other than the elderly playing with spinning tops, no one else went there to wander around.

The warehouse contained nothing but sundries and held nothing of value, so it was in a surveillance blind spot.

The surveillance inside the community didn't affect him much; he had already told Old Master Li from Spectacular Courtyard Villa C5-1 in the morning; the old man had considerable influence in the community and could easily take the surveillance footage.

After thinking for a while, Yan Junze made a call to Huang Chen.

Huang Chen was on-site behind Mountain Park at Spectacular Courtyard, and as soon as he answered the call, Yan Junze blurted out, "Brother Chen, I heard there was a big incident at Spectacular Courtyard! Are you over there?"

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"Of course I am. The area's been sealed off, and the police are present," Huang Chen said. "You're really well-informed, kiddo! What do you want to know?"

"Did you discover any strangeness?" Yan Junze asked, feigning a bit of curiosity.

"Yes, we did," Huang Chen nodded, "Right at the foot of the mountain, but it's already dead, only its head remains."

"How powerful was it, what level?" Yan Junze inquired.

"We can't determine that for the time being, but..." Huang Chen seemed to move to a more secluded spot, whispering, "It should be related to a Spirit Cultivator. This dead strangeness, to be precise, belongs to the category of strangeness but should more appropriately be called a 'corpse'."

"A corpse?" Yan Junze expressed his shock and doubt.

It seemed that the blue child who tried to kill him belonged to some Spirit Cultivator.

If that was the case, it wasn't just the child that wanted to kill him but rather a problem with that Spirit Cultivator.

When had he offended a Spirit Cultivator?

Yan Junze wondered and then continued to ask, "If it's related to a Spirit Cultivator, is it possible to trace its master's whereabouts?"

"That's difficult," Huang Chen shook his head, "If we were prepared beforehand, it might be possible to trace, but right now we're also in the dark. And even if we were prepared, we'd have to hand it over to the exorcists from Tianmeng District, we're powerless here."

After a pause, Huang Chen chuckled, "You've finished your college entrance exams, haven't you? Since you're so interested in strange cases, why not come to our team for a test tomorrow?"

"Thanks, but don't trick a minor. I still have to study!" Yan Junze was about to hang up the phone, but he thought for a moment and asked, "So, did you only find that one strangeness there? Nothing else?"

"Nothing else," Huang Chen replied. "We've deployed five Spirit Detectors to scan the area, and we didn't detect any other spirit magnetic field fluctuations."

They hadn't discovered the Tricky Silk boss?

Yan Junze was startled for a moment; maybe there were two possibilities. One was that the guy was too powerful, overshadowing the Spirit Detectors' scanning. The other was that the mysterious person who had intercepted the boss had possibly already taken care of it.

At the same time.

In the Garden Villa of Spectacular Courtyard, Bao Jie's aunt, Bao Yunjing, and her family of four were sitting at home. Her husband, Yan He, had just made a trip to Mountain Park.

Even though the site was sealed off and he couldn't get in to see,

Yan He still confidently told his family, "They say a strangeness died there, and the scene was very brutal. And according to Yan Junze's instructions, we kept watch all night yesterday in turns. There weren't any anomalies, so this strangeness was probably dealt with by him."

Not only that, the Lin Family who lived in the Garden Villa and the Zhao Family from the villa area had family members visit the scene to take a look, and according to instructions, they took turns keeping watch the night before, and nothing unusual occurred.

The old Master Li from villa C5-1 in the villa area had gathered all his family members at this moment, filling up the living room.

Old Master Li's expression was solemn, but a hint of relief and ease could be seen at the corner of his eyes. He spoke in a deep voice, "I just went to the scene myself to take a look, and I saw up close the strangeness that Master Yan killed, nothing left but a green head. It's over, I'm certain our Li Family is safe now."

About two hours later, Yan Junze received a phone call from Zhou Dali, telling him that he had gotten out and was on his way to FH Community.

The largest of the four payments this time came from the wealthy Li Family, a direct deposit of 500,000 into Yan Junze's account. The Lin and Zhao families each contributed 200,000, one via bank transfer and the other in cash.

As for the cheapest, it was Bao Yunjing's family, who received a friend's rate of 20,000, considering Bao Jie's face.

This action had netted him 920,000, and this didn't even include the platform's fees.

With the money secured, tuition and the cost of university life were no longer a concern, and Yan Junze felt a weight lift from his heart.

Zhou Dali soon returned, because his parents had gotten up early in the morning and saw that Yan Junze indeed seemed much better. Although he was still pale, after letting their worries go, they reminded him to continue taking his medicine, and then both went off to work.

Only Yan Junze was at home.

The backpack Zhou Dali brought back contained 220,000 in cash, with the rest already deposited into Yan Junze's account.

Yan Junze took out 10,000 from the stack of money and handed it to Zhou Dali, "This is your hard-earned money."

Zhou Dali's eyes lit up, but he scratched his head sheepishly, "This... seems a bit inappropriate, I didn't exert much effort. It was just that I didn't register when entering the Spectacular Courtyard, and the community security asked me questions with ill intentions. Then the community was sealed off, and I was interrogated by the police like a suspect for a while.

On the way back, I missed the bus and spent some money on a taxi, then there was..."

"Enough, enough," Yan Junze cut him off, unable to listen any longer, "Just take it, will ya? Why all the fuss?"

"Hehe," Zhou Dali blushed, taking the 10,000 and hurriedly stuffing it into his pocket.

His pocket immediately swelled conspicuously.

Yan Junze took out another 10,000, and Zhou Dali immediately waved his hands, "No, no, I can't take that much, it's not right..."

"This is for buying blood," Yan Junze tossed the money to him. "From now on, get me more, every week... uh... at least twenty bags."

Seeing Zhou Dali's puzzled face, Yan Junze quickly shut him up, "Don't ask any questions, now that you have the money, take the time to have some good fun these next few days, but don't go to bathhouses, no saunas or foot massages, and definitely no into those hair salons that have red lights and masquerade as something else.

You'll have an entrance exam after you start school, don't wreck yourself during this time."

Zhou Dali looked surprised, "Holy shit, how do you know so much? Someone without experience couldn't list it off like that!"

"Bring me 5 bags of blood today, chicken, duck, or black dog blood, any will do, go now!" Yan Junze pushed him out of the room.

According to his own guess, if his main sustenance was drinking blood, it might not necessarily be limited to the blood of certain animals.

That is, possibly any kind of animal blood should be drinkable; with his current "Semi-spirit" body, he should be able to absorb it all.

At the same moment.

In an old residential building in Tianyi District.

Cheng Jingting's face was dark as he rolled up his sleeves, staring at the skin on the inside of his right elbow.

This patch of skin was already covered by a hard black shell, the surface of the shell pitted and distorted, looking very much like the clot of secretion he had thrown to the ground for the Corpse Child to lick earlier.

"I've expended 'Magnetic Field Tremor' to send you to Tianmeng District in Shuntian City in a short time, and you were so useless?!" Cheng Jingting muttered to himself.