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After leaving the second floor, Liu Xing immediately thought of Shangguan Wangyu's office.
During his time at Huankezhao, he had heard many rumors about this prince and felt the strong admiration from everyone for this youngest and most talented youth in the entire Cosmos.
What people talked about the most wasn't where Shangguan Wangyu was inspecting or fighting on the front lines; it was mostly about how the prince was strategizing in his camp, determining victory from afar.
Since Shangguan Wangyu was here, Chuyang must also be here.
Thinking of Chuyang, the waves of bloodlust that had surged before seemed to vanish. Nothing could stop Liu Xing from rescuing Chuyang, not even death itself.
With his sword drawn, Liu Xing stood firm. Beside him was Gou Hongbo, the most outstanding talent in Azure Wind Antelope's ten-year history.
He fixed his gaze on the enemies blocking their path and said to Liu Xing, "Young Master Liu Xing, our opponents are formidable. There may be a Gunner lurking in the shadows. Should we wait for Brother Jufeng and the others?"
Gou Hongbo's concern didn't stem from fear for himself but rather from worry for Liu Xing's safety.
He had watched Liu Xing grow up. After accompanying Mu Shu to pacify Earth, he returned to Washing City and spent considerable time with Liu Xing. He deeply admired him and understood just how profound Liu Xing's feelings for Chuyang were.
Thus, he was very worried. In this situation, Liu Xing's strength would surely surge beyond his usual limits, but such pressure could lead to disaster. Being overly rigid could lead to breaking; their opponents would not fight fairly.
Liu Xing drew half of Snow Clear from its sheath, revealing a segment of pure cold light, like a beauty showcasing her flawless skin by a breezy lakeside.
It was filled with deadly allure.
Liu Xing did not respond verbally but answered through his actions. Gou Hongbo understood Liu Xing's answer and focused all his thoughts and attention on the Mountain-Cleaving Blade in his hand.
Having studied at Azure Wind Antelope for over ten years, Gou Hongbo was undoubtedly one of its veterans. During this time, he had traversed vast lands across Earth, leaving behind countless bloodshed and broken souls.
He had used a variety of weapons, mastering nearly all of them, but his favorite was the Mountain-Cleaving Blade.
The Mountain-Cleaving Blade represented an unstoppable momentum, symbolized the trust placed in him by Brother Jufeng and his predecessors, and embodied the spirit of protection.
He had always felt deep gratitude and admiration for Jufeng; this sentiment had seeped into his bones, flowing through his veins like blood. Therefore, he was determined to protect Liu Xing this time; otherwise, he would feel unworthy of Jufeng and the years of guidance he had received.
When Liu Xing revealed a section of the Snow Clear's hilt, Gou Hongbo's Mountain-Cleaving Blade came alive.
With his sword held high, Gou Hongbo resembled a legendary general amidst the chaos of battle.
The Mountain-Cleaving Blade pointed forward, and the Azure Wind Antelope's Brothers surged like waves crashing onto the shoreline, one after another, relentlessly overwhelming the enemy and washing them onto the beach.
Of course, their opponents were no novices; they were not soft sand that could be easily trampled upon.
They were all elites from Universal Hunting. Even ordinary graduates from Universal Hunting were admired for their strength.
The people around Cao Ke on the first floor were undoubtedly a ragtag bunch compared to those here.
Only a few dozen meters apart, the two sides were on the brink of confrontation, and the battle escalated in an instant.
Gou Hongbo calmly held the Mountain-Cleaving Blade behind him as he walked toward the battlefield, then calmly swung it.
The blade pierced flesh, splattering blood everywhere.
Jufeng and the others had already reached the sixth floor. However, as they ascended higher, resistance grew stronger. Whether it was Huankezhao's preparations or the mechanisms in place, everything was tightly secured. They marveled at the immense power before them.
On Earth, Jufeng's manpower was sufficient to assassinate any leader, any tycoon, and invade any base.
Yet here in Huankezhao, it became a daunting task.
As the two made their way, their white robes were stained red with blood, making it impossible to recognize even the most delicate features. If the bartender downstairs had seen Five in this state for the first time, she surely would not have been so infatuated as to disregard her own safety.
Fortunately, Jufeng and Five found the map in their hands quite useful. They took detours when encountering main roads, deliberately choosing less traveled paths.
"Our speed is still too slow. The interior of Huankezhao is difficult to navigate; we should change our approach."
Jufeng glanced at the floor signs, feeling a wave of concern for Liu Xing, who had not appeared earlier. He speculated that Liu Xing must have already reached the entrance of Shangguan Wangyu, where it would be easy to send a wave of people up and gradually encroach upon them; then send another wave.
Five and Jufeng exchanged glances, fully understanding Jufeng's implication, feeling a bit frustrated that they hadn't thought of this method sooner.
The two found a side window and leaped out, landing on the exterior of the Huankezhao building.
It was nighttime, with stars twinkling and pedestrians sparse. The night breeze rustled their clothes as Jufeng and Five climbed along the building's exterior in what seemed like an acrobatic manner.
They moved swiftly.
Meanwhile, the group of Civility was divided into two factions and moved somewhat faster, likely due to their larger numbers. Often scenes unfolded where one group of assassins from Huankezhao would appear to ambush a pair of individuals, only for another team to emerge behind them. The outcome was inevitable; these individuals would suffer a crushing defeat under siege.
Everyone was striving to ascend, yet inside the room, Shangguan Wangyu remained blissfully unaware.
Inside were three people; one stood off to the side with their head bowed while Chuyang clasped their hands over their heart.
"You dare to harm my family, and I will not let you go."
Chuyang kept praying for Jufeng and Liu Xing, but deep down, she couldn't feel even a hint of peace. During the transfer, she had seen too many armed individuals and felt a deep sense of worry.
Shangguan Wangyu remained silent, but Tony understood that this was like the calm before a storm. Although Shangguan Wangyu loved Chuyang dearly and could not bear to hurt her in any way, he knew all too well what was on Shangguan Wangyu's mind: if Jufeng and his group were not eliminated, Chuyang would never be able to return to his side.
Shangguan Wangyu had already decided to attempt to stimulate the chip. Tony could even imagine how much courage it took for Shangguan Wangyu to make this decision. He could also envision the dire consequences for those who suggested awakening Chuyang.
Someone always had to pay the price; if it wasn't Shangguan Wangyu himself, then a scapegoat would have to be found.
"Microbirth, do you still not understand? Your only family is me. It was true before, it is true now, and it will certainly be true in the future."
(To be continued)
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