Chapter 239: Storage Space

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He believed that if Ling Feng did not want to die, he would not dare to cause trouble for him. Of course, if he did, then Ye Chen would just erase him and Xuemei Palace.

That being said, Ling Feng had just given him a treasure. The dart was a spiritual weapon, and added another tool to his arsenal. Perhaps it would come in handy in surprising Fang Zhongxin.

Soon, Ye Chen got into the car and headed straight for the villa, leaving Ling Feng behind, clenching his fists tightly as he stared in the direction where the car had left with bloodshot eyes.

“Ye Chen… It’s been a long time since someone has piqued my interest like this. I’ve met many geniuses in Huaxia, but none of them could catch my dart. I’m very curious. 1 low did you do it?”

“However, you can forget about escaping from Xuemei Palace. You are a natural assassin, born for slaughter. I believe that time will eventually make you change your mind!”

A strange smile appeared on Ling Feng’s face. Then, his figure flashed and disappeared into the night.

Mingcui Villa.

Ye Chen placed the Dragonslayer Sword back into his room. Now, he was faced with a problem. While the Dragonslayer Sword was broken, it was quite small and could be carried around as a concealed weapon.

However, now that it was reforged and whole again, it was troublesome to carry it around with him.

“If I had known earlier, 1 would have brought the old man’s storage bag.”

Ye Chen’s complaints were suddenly interrupted when the black stone in his pocket vibrated slightly. Then, it floated up and hovered in front of Ye Chen, unleashing a powerful aura.

“Eh? What’s going on”

Ye Chen’s brows furrowed in confusion.

It was normal for this thing to float about, but it was usually when he was cultivating, not willy-nilly like this.

Then, a flash of light appeared, and the Dragonslayer Sword disappeared into thin air!

Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, but quickly closed his eyes and entered the Samsara Graveyard, where he saw a long sword laying inside quietly.

He was overjoyed. It seemed that the black stone had the ability to store things!

However, on second thought, this was normal. After all, the entire Samsara Graveyard existed within the black stone, which was far larger than the Dragonslayer Sword.

Then, his phone rang.

It was Ying Qing.

“Mr. Ye, I hope I’m not disturbing you.”

His voice sounded hoarse and tired.

“No, why?”

“Mr. Ye,” Ying Qing said without hesitation, “Do you still remember what I told you about the Martial Emperor Society last time?”

Martial Emperor Society?

He thought about it briefly and realized that Ying Qing had indeed mentioned something about this group taking action a few days ago.

That being said, he had not bothered with it, as he did not fear them.

“Mr. Ye, at 2.35 this afternoon, a ship from the Pearl Nation entered our waters. Our team members estimate that at least 20 core members of the Martial Emperor Society were on board.”

“Because the route the other party took was concealed, coupled with some special circumstances, we lost track of them.”

“What do you mean by special circumstances?” Ye Chen asked with a frown.

“Dragon Soul found the ship later, but there was no one on it. It’s likely that they have made landfall. Therefore, 1 called Mr. Ye to remind you about them. However, we will continue to try to track them down.”

After saying that, Ying Qing hung up.

Ye Chen did not think too much about it. He tossed the phone aside and continued to study the Samsara Graveyard.

After another hour, Ye Chen received a text message. The contents were very simple.

“We’ve located the targets. I’m preparing to lead Dragon Soul’s assault on the targets. Please rest assured, Mr. Ye.”

Ye Chen was very assured of Ying Qing’s work, and his good impression of Ying Qing grew after he became Dragon Soul’s Chief Instructor.

At the very least, he acknowledged the determination and diligence in which he carried out his responsibilities.

He even considered giving Ying Qing an opportunity, as it would be a good thing for both him and Huaxia.

Furthermore, Ying Qing had helped him a lot during this period of time. In comparison, despite his title as Chief Instructor, other than the first time he went to the base, he had never done anything for Dragon Soul since.

“Forget it, I’ll go again when I have time.”

At night, Ye Chen and Sun Yi had dinner and planned to go out for a walk, when the phone in his pocket rang.

He subconsciously canceled the call, but ten seconds later, the phone rang again.

“Ye Chen, just answer it. Only a few people know your number anyway,” Sun Yi said.

Jordan nodded and glanced at the caller ID.

He thought it was Ying Qing, but it was Lei Shuwei instead.

Under normal circumstances, Lei Shuwei would not call him, so he had a bad feeling that something had gone wrong.

The call went through.

“Mr. Ye, something happened,” Lei Shuwei said directly.

This sentence alone made Ye Chen’s expression change.

“What happened?”

“Mr. Ye, let’s speak in person. There’s an SUV at the entrance of your villa. I’m in the car.”

“Alright.” Ye Chen hung up and gave Sun Yi a few instructions before hurrying toward the black SUV.

Lei Shuwei was the only one in the car. His expression was solemn.

“What exactly happened?” Ye Chen asked directly.

Lei Shuwei looked deeply at Ye Chen and said, “Something happened to Ying Qing.”

His tone was lonely.

“In the evening, ten Dragon Soul members were on a special mission in Huaxia’s waters. However, we lost contact with them two hours ago, and even the tracker chips implanted in their bodies are no longer traceable.”

“Ying Qing was the captain of this team.”

“Based on my past experience, it’s possible that… Maybe…”

Lei Shuwei did not continue. An extremely solemn atmosphere was brewing in the car. Even the driver’s hand that was holding the steering wheel had turned white, either due to anger or grief.

Ye Chen did not say anything.

He had once divined Ying Qing’s fate. Although the latter’s fate wheel was haunted by evil spirits, it did not point to a premature death!

Could it be that I made a mistake?

He clenched his fists tightly, and a surge of killing intent flowed out of his body, and the bulletproof glass of the SUV began to crack.

Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, his phone lit up…

A text message!

The sender ID was Ying Qing!

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