Part 3
Ning Yunyi jumped down from the hovercar. Hearing this address, he laughed: “Not bad, did you appoint yourself this City Lord? Why dare not announce it to the public?”
Anselm wanted to speak but couldn’t move, couldn’t say a word. His face still carried unconcealable horror. He thought of the moment the hovercar stopped just now; he only felt the spiritual power in his whole body was instantly extracted. This feeling was completely different from being suppressed and unable to use it at the beginning. It was a panicked sense of powerlessness from the spiritual sea being completely emptied.
Who on earth was this person? How did he do it? He actually forcibly drained his spiritual sea instantly? That was the spiritual power approaching 3S level that he had just reached using countless rare 3S-level energy crystals!
Ning Yunyi didn’t look back, shouting to Young Master Bai, who had long been shocked with his mouth wide open: “Cover the child’s eyes, you guys stay here.”
Young Master Bai was stunned, subconsciously wanting to hug Ning Xiao Miao and cover his eyes. The Big Cat was faster than him, curling up entirely beside Ning Xiao Miao, its big tail just blocking Ning Xiao Miao’s eyes.
Young Master Bai: It did my job, what am I supposed to do? Wave and cheer?
Soon Young Master Bai had no mind to think of anything else. He watched as his uncle really seemed to unleash his ultimate move, grabbing the person blocking the way by the collar and throwing him directly at the other four people. They all fainted on the ground together and never got up again.
How familiar was this scene? Exactly the same as on the Star Pirate spaceship earlier. Before, he thought his spiritual power had surged so powerfully. Later, he felt something was wrong no matter how he thought about it, always feeling it was his uncle’s effect. Now seeing this scene, it just proved his guess.
Good guy, wasn’t his uncle a healer? He was actually a spiritual power powerhouse?
Ning Yunyi balled the spiritual power of the five unconscious people into a transparent sphere and threw it into the space, carrying Anselm towards the castle. Before reaching the castle, the castle door opened from inside. The subordinates who saw the movement here walked out quickly. Only they were soon pushed back into the castle by a force. As the castle door closed again, the heavy door isolated everything inside. Painful sounds came from inside continuously, then disappeared quickly.
In the storage warehouse on the third basement floor of the castle, like an isolated room, occupying a large area, nearly a thousand square meters. The warehouse was pitch black, with many chains embedded around. Each chain locked a person. The four walls were densely hung with people.
The only one slightly better off was the one lying alone in the middle, locked separately. Only the other party seemed seriously injured; breathing was already more exhalation than inhalation. The locked subordinates, some hearing this faint sound, couldn’t help but burst into tears. They didn’t expect the City Lord, proud all his life, to finally die silently in such a place.
But these days they cursed, shouted, and begged, but apart from a tube of nutrient solution every day, no sound could be transmitted out. They didn’t know what that ungrateful Anselm fed them; they couldn’t catalyze spiritual power at all. They even faintly felt that the tube of nutrient solution fed to them every day seemed to catalyze the spiritual riot in their bodies. They were even afraid that once a collective riot occurred, would they be crazy enough to unconsciously hurt the City Lord? Then they would have no face to see the City Lord even if they died.
After an unknown amount of time, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. They didn’t know where exactly this was; it completely isolated sound. They seemed to be isolated here, calling heaven and earth to no avail.
Suddenly, City Lord Xuan unconsciously began to struggle with the chains. The clattering sound accompanied by painful struggles. The locked people turned pale: “City Lord! How are you?”
Finally, City Lord Xuan, who had been in a coma for many days, slowly opened his eyes, but felt a sense of impending death. He gasped for breath, looking around. It was pitch black. His mind only remembered his last memory was being carried back seriously injured from outside. But waiting for him was not treatment, but the grand manager he carefully cultivated, capturing his confidants while he was away. seriously injured and unable to get treatment, he fought desperately at the time but eventually fainted.
“W-Where is this place?” City Lord Xuan broke a sentence several times before barely finishing it.
The subordinate quickly recounted everything that happened: “City Lord, while you were away, Anselm took advantage of celebrating the old butler’s birthday to set a trap for us. Anyone loyal to you was finally caught here. When we saw the City Lord, it was already like this. He seems to want to catalyze our mental riot…”
Then they would either die here or kill each other.
City Lord Xuan gasped angrily, coughing desperately, but his head hurt terribly. He felt his spiritual sea drying up. It meant his life was coming to an end…
City Lord Xuan opened his mouth to say something, but thinking if the Underground City outside was already Anselm’s world, saying City Lord Bai’s name would only harm him. He lay there annoyed. It was him who didn’t see people clearly; it was him who squandered Brother Bai’s efforts…
A mouthful of blood suddenly spat out.
“City Lord!” The voices from all directions carried grief.
Just then, the stone door that would only open once a day was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Faint light leaked in. Only a figure standing against the light could be seen; the appearance was unclear.
The surrounding voices stopped abruptly, simultaneously alert: “Who are you? Did Anselm send you to see if we’re dead? Don’t waste…”
“Which one is City Lord Xuan?” A slightly young voice sounded. Although asking, he had already walked straight to the only person lying down, looked down, raised his hand, and placed his palm above the other’s forehead.
City Lord Xuan had already seen his great-grandmother, but the pain all over his body disappeared in the next moment. Even the dried-up spiritual sea regained a little vitality.
Ning Yunyi didn’t use too much spiritual energy, only ensuring City Lord Xuan wouldn’t die for the time being. After all, recovering too fast was too obvious. He withdrew his hand, looked around, didn’t know how long these people had been locked up, and didn’t turn on the light for now. Instead, he carried Anselm in and threw him on the ground: “We were sent by City Lord Bai to save you. This person’s subordinates outside have been solved by our Fierce Guard Team’s one hundred fierce warriors. You see how you solve this traitor. I’ll send our Fierce Guard Team off first; they have important matters to attend to.”
As Ning Yunyi’s words fell, everyone present was stunned on the spot.
Anselm: ?? What the hell are you talking about? What one hundred fierce warriors? It was clearly all solved by you, a pervert! You devil!
City Lord Xuan’s subordinates: ?? Holy crap, who is City Lord Bai? Who is the Fierce Guard Team? Actually suddenly descended like gods to save them?
Ning Yunyi only cut the chain for the nearest confidant, letting him untie others. He pretended to send the Fierce Guard Team off, actually just went around a circle, coming back still alone. He couldn’t possibly tell the outside world he solved everyone alone? Fortunately, those people’s spiritual power outside was balled into spheres and put into the space; unconscious, they wouldn’t say much. The only one awake was Anselm, but he had no spiritual power now and couldn’t speak yet.
When Ning Yunyi leisurely came back with Ning Xiao Miao and the others outside the castle, the castle gate was wide open. City Lord Xuan was carried on someone’s back, followed by many people. City Lord Xuan was awake, but his spirit wasn’t very good. Squinting at the front, he was stunned. But soon his eyes fell on Young Master Bai: “Yes, it really is Brother Bai’s son…”
Young Master Bai scratched his head and looked at Ning Yunyi: “Uncle, what to do next?”
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