Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 197 Global Manhunt

Wang Feng's gaze shifted slightly as he looked with interest at the smiling Jiang Shaoxu:

"Oh? From what you're saying, you know where to get high-bloodline turtle-snake type monster eggs?"

Jiang Shaoxu put her hands on her hips, raised her chin slightly, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes: "Of course, what don't I know?"

"Where exactly?" Wang Feng pressed.

"It's so far away, yet so close at hand~" Jiang Shaoxu deliberately dragged out the tone, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "It's hidden right in my house!"

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Your family... collects turtle eggs?"

"Pah! You're the one who collects turtle eggs!" Jiang Shaoxu's gaze shifted downwards, and her pretty face suddenly flushed red.

"I mean, my family has a map of Kunlun, on which an ancient tribe called the Xuanwen Dragon Turtle Clan is marked."

She calmed herself down a bit and continued to explain, "That's a behemoth. There are several monarch-level shimmering dragon turtles, and the tribal chief has even reached the supreme monarch level. As far as I know, this should be one of the purest bloodlines among the existing turtle races."

Wang Feng stroked his chin thoughtfully, secretly calculating: "A monarch-level bloodline... it should be qualified as the vessel for Xuanwu's rebirth... right?"

"Very well, let Xuanwu choose the most suitable vessel for himself when the time comes."

A glint flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and he said decisively, "Next stop, Kunlun!"

...

Meanwhile, within the contract space.

The Azure Dragon coiled like a mountain, its golden dragon eyes slightly lowered, gazing intently at the Black Tortoise soul in front of it, which was only the size of a washbasin, and fell into deep thought.

Isn't this too different from the Xuanwu, the sacred totem I remember?

The Azure Dragon's whiskers swayed gently, and a hint of human-like helplessness flashed in its eyes.

"Little brother, this... isn't quite right."

……

Outside Asuka City, azure waves crash against the rocks.

To avoid drawing too much attention to the manta ray evil bird clan, Wang Feng had them inhabit a secluded island on the coast and set up a barrier to conceal their presence.

After greeting Baxia, Wang Feng took Jiang Shaoxu and Lingling back to Flying Bird City.

When they returned to the city with Jiang Shaoxu and Lingling, the scene before them was completely different from before.

The port is filled with rows of cargo ships, and merchants and travelers come and go in droves; the newly opened commercial district is teeming with tourists, and the noise rises and falls.

"You all go to my manor to rest first. I need to take care of some backlogged matters," Wang Feng suggested.

“No need,” Jiang Shaoxu said softly, her eyes sparkling. “I’ll go home and get the map first, and come back another day.”

As Wang Feng's stronghold, there must be many female confidantes here, and she doesn't want to fall into a love triangle right now.

It's not too late to start the 'war' for the position of Empress after experiencing more together with Wang Feng!

Wang Feng then turned to look at Lingling.

"I also need to go back to Shanghai to organize some data," Lingling wrinkled her small nose and shook her little fist fiercely. "Remember to call me when you leave! If you dare forget me, I'll bite you!"

Although we were bombarded with displays of affection along the way, how could such an interesting trip to Kunlun be complete without her?
"Okay, I'll contact you when I'm done." Wang Feng nodded in agreement.

……

Wang Feng arrived at the most bustling area of ​​Asuka City, where the towering twin towers stood majestically in the city center.

This place was originally Lin Junxian's property, but it has now quietly changed hands and become the headquarters of the Wang Group.

Take the exclusive VIP elevator directly to the top floor. With a soft 'ding', the elevator doors slowly open.

The moment I pushed open the door, a stunningly beautiful figure came into view.

Qin Yu'er was focused on her work at her desk, her long, silvery-white hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.

She was dressed in a well-tailored professional business suit; the fitted white shirt accentuated her alluring curves, and beneath the pencil skirt were a pair of long, slender legs encased in semi-transparent black stockings. At that moment, she was slightly frowning, her delicate fingers flipping through the documents in her hands.

"Yu'er," Wang Feng called softly.

The reason Wang Feng could distinguish Qin Yu'er and Mu Ningxue at a glance, besides their different temperaments, was most obviously—

Judging a person by their chest!

Qin Yu'er's impressive bustline was even more captivating against the backdrop of her professional attire.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Qin Yu'er was slightly taken aback. When she looked up, her cold and beautiful face instantly melted like ice and snow, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Boss, you're back?" She stood up gracefully.

"Hmm." Wang Feng nodded in response, but his gaze was unconsciously drawn to the pair of jade-like legs encased in black stockings.

The skin, barely visible against the backdrop of black stockings, exuded an even more alluring charm.

Qin Yu'er felt the burning gaze, her legs felt slightly hot, and a blush rose on her fair cheeks.

She awkwardly pressed her legs together, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.

Wang Feng coughed twice to hide his inner turmoil: "Where is Ye Chang?"

"Sister Ye Chang went out to discuss business. Judging by the time, she should be..." Before Qin Yu'er could finish speaking, a crisp sound of high heels came from outside the door.

A sophisticated urban woman gracefully entered, dressed in a fitted office lady outfit. Her delicate face was framed by a pair of non-prescription glasses, which added to her intellectual charm.

She was holding a stack of documents in her arms, and the moment she saw Wang Feng, a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Master? You're back?"

"Um, I happen to have a meeting to attend, you guys chat."

Qin Yu'er hurriedly grabbed a document, lowered her head, and left quickly, the blush on her ears betraying her shyness.

The high heels clicked rapidly on the floor and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After Qin Yu'er left, the office immediately fell silent.

Wang Feng leaned back lazily on the leather sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest: "How's the investigation into Song He's whereabouts going?"

Ye Chang gently placed the document on the coffee table and gracefully sat down next to Wang Feng: "Songhe hurriedly left the country before its master returned from Greece, and there has been no news of it since. It seems that it learned of its master's true identity and fled in panic."

Wang Feng frowned slightly; he hadn't expected that the old fox Song He would actually flee abroad.

"Can you pinpoint his exact location?" Wang Feng asked in a deep voice.

Ye Chang sighed softly and shook her head: "Unfortunately, our intelligence network overseas is not comprehensive enough. All we know is that he got off the plane in India and then vanished into thin air." She paused, then added: "But I have already had people continue the investigation."

"This old bastard knows how to dodge," Wang Feng sneered, a cold glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, a thought struck him. Intelligence. Didn't he already have an intelligence expert at his disposal?
Thinking of this, Wang Feng immediately took out his phone and dialed Asha's private contact number.

After the call connected, a lazy yet slightly surprised voice came through the receiver: "Oh, a rare guest!"

The tone of voice was just like a cat that had just woken up, with a hint of coquetry.

"Ahem," Wang Feng cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed. "There's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

"Hmph!" A coquettish voice came from the other end of the phone. "I knew it! You heartless bastard, you never call me without a reason. So, what is it?"

Wang Feng's expression turned serious: "Help me find someone—the whereabouts of Song He, the former dean of the Imperial Capital Academy."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

"Is he an enemy or a friend?" Asha Ruya asked.

"A mortal enemy!" Wang Feng's voice was chilling.

"Understood," Asha'ruya replied crisply, her tone now tinged with a hint of ruthlessness. "Wait for my message."

(End of this chapter)