The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

"Wear it, and no one will recognize you as the policewoman who's wanted all over the city."

The cloaked figure looked at the mask in Xiao Ruoye's hand, and his hoarse voice changed.

No longer the old farmer nearing the end of his life, but with a crisp, clear light.

She raised her hand, her nails digging into the skin behind her ear, and ripped it off forcefully.

"Sizzle."

That face, covered in burns and repulsive to look at, was completely peeled off.

Her originally hunched back straightened, and the wide black cloak slipped down, revealing a well-tailored light blue cheongsam with an extremely slender waist and a white magnolia bud embroidered on the neckline.

A delicate yet weary face appeared in the dim light.

"Miss Song?"

Xiao Ruoye tightened her grip on the hoe, her eyes, which had not yet completely lost their golden light, filled with vigilance.

Song Yuzhi didn't look at her and casually tossed the finely crafted human skin mask into the tea stove.

Flames licked the gelatinous substance, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"Mr. Jiang, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Song Yuzhi pulled out a chair and sat down. The old butler, Uncle Fu, didn't come with her, which made her aura seem a bit weak, but her eyes were fierce enough.

Jiang Chen fiddled with the Shadow Guard's waist tag in his hand; it was still warm from his body.

"They're sending equipment and intelligence."

Jiang Chen slammed the waist token on the table. "Is the Song family betting their entire fortune and lives on me?"

"If we don't bet on you, the Song family won't survive the year either."

Song Yuzhi took out a folded drawing from her sleeve and pushed it in front of Jiang Chen.

"Jun Wanhe sealed off the city not just to kill you."

She pointed to a red circle on the drawing. "He's looking for a medicinal ingredient."

"A medicinal ingredient?" Shen Suxin leaned closer, her nose twitching. "This paper smells of blood, or... the fishy smell of insects."

Song Yuzhi glanced at Shen Suxin with surprise.

"As expected of the Hundred Herbs Poison Body."

Song Yuzhi didn't keep them in suspense, "There's a girl from a collateral branch of the Jun family named Jun Yao, who lives in Chun Ya Xuan, the most secluded room in the inner courtyard. In the past few days, all the plants within a hundred meters of Chun Ya Xuan have withered and died, and some servants have even heard the sound of countless insects gnawing at the base of the walls."

Jiang Chen lifted his eyelids slightly.

"Spirit Gu Body".

The moment those three words were uttered, the air seemed to thicken.

One of the nine body constitutions.

By nurturing the Gu with one's own body, one becomes immune to all poisons.

For people with this constitution, their blood is the best food for Gu worms and also the core material for refining "Rising Dragon Pill".

"Jun Wanhe's pseudo-dragon destiny is about to be suppressed."

Jiang Chen picked up the blueprint, his gaze sweeping over the dense markings on it. "He wants to sacrifice this girl to solidify his position."

"That's why I risked coming here tonight."

Song Yuzhi took out a jade bottle the size of a thumb from his pocket and placed it on the table. "The Gu worms in Jun Yao's body have gone berserk. The Jun family's medical team can't suppress them. Tonight, we will bring in experts from outside for a consultation."

"This is the medical team's pass."

Jiang Chen didn't even glance at the jade bottle; his gaze was fixed on the red dotted line on the drawing.

This line passes through the Jun family's back garden, bypasses the heavily guarded council hall, and goes straight into the underground of Chun Ya Xuan.

This is more than just a defense map.

The direction of these lines overlaps with the fragment of the map found on Shen Ling's body.

This is a formation.

A blood array designed to drain the dragon veins of the entire capital.

"That's interesting."

Jiang Chen tapped his fingers twice on the table. "That old dog Jun Wanhe has a bigger appetite than I imagined."

If that old man refines the spirit gu body, and combines it with this blood array, the stolen true dragon destiny could very well be completely fused into his bones and blood.

At that point, it will be a real dead end.

"I'll take this job."

Jiang Chen folded the blueprints and stuffed them into his pocket. "It's not just for saving lives; this is a free gift, so why not take it?"

The Spirit Gu Body is a good thing that can break the fourth Immortal Slaying Curse in his body.

"I want to go."

Xiao Ruoye pressed the freshly heated human skin mask onto her face.

The feeling of the gel-like substance against her skin made her frown, but she didn't stop what she was doing.

A few seconds later.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged woman's face appeared before the crowd.

She moved her neck, and her joints made a cracking sound.

"I know all the Jun family's secret agents well. I've dealt with them quite a bit over the years while investigating cases." Xiao Ruoye pulled out a dagger she had just picked up from the black market from her waist and tucked it into her boot. "Besides, I have nowhere to expend my strength, and it's making me feel restless."

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

This woman is like a powder keg right now; she definitely needs to find a place to release the pressure.

"Take this with you."

Shen Suxin opened her small medicine basket and deftly mixed the medicine powder.

She crushed several dried herbs, mixed them with a purple powder, and put them into a sachet.

"When the spirit Gu body goes berserk, all the Gu worms around it will go crazy."

Shen Suxin handed the sachet to Xiao Ruoye and Jiang Chen, saying, "This is powder I made from the shell of a centipede. It can confuse the insects' sense of smell. As long as you don't step on the mother centipede's head, they won't be able to detect you."

Jiang Chen took the sachet and pinned it to his belt.

He stood up and walked to the window.

The rain outside has stopped, but it's gotten even darker.

In the distance, the outline of the Jun family mansion resembled a giant beast lying on the ground, its mouth agape, waiting to devour any living thing that dared to approach.

"Miss Song, let's go back."

Jiang Chen didn't turn around. "After tonight, you'll either be the eldest daughter of the most powerful family in the capital, or..."

"Either we collect His Highness the King of Qin's body."

Song Yuzhi stood up and put the musty-smelling cloak back on.

She walked to the door and paused for a moment.

"The Jun family's inner courtyard is guarded by two Grandmasters and an old, immortal retainer. It is rumored that he has already stepped one foot into the pinnacle of martial arts."

"Don't die."

After saying that, the wooden door creaked open and closed.

The hunched, dark figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the alley.

Jiang Chen turned around.

Two golden flames ignited in those abyss-like eyes.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

"Smack."

A wisp of real fire emerged from his fingertip and ignited the cigarette.

He took a deep breath, the pungent smoke swirling in his lungs before finally exhaling as a white jet of smoke.

"Walk."

Jiang Chen stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette on the windowsill.

"They dug up the Jun family's ancestral graves."

……

The third quarter of the hour of Zi (11:45 PM).

In a dark alley outside Xizhimen.

Several black vans painted with the Red Cross logo were parked on the side of the road.

The car was still running, and white smoke was puffing out of the exhaust pipe.

Several people wearing white coats and carrying medicine boxes were standing by the car smoking, looking somewhat anxious.

"Damn it, it's easy to get money from the Jun family, but that place is really weird."

A doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses stubbed out his cigarette while cursing, "Two of the people who went in last time came out insane, saying they saw a room full of bugs eating people."

"Say less."

An older man next to him glared at him and said, "If you're paid to do a job, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The voice just fell.

Three people walked in from the alley entrance.

Leading the way was a young man in a white coat, wearing a mask, and carrying an old mahogany medicine box.

Two assistants, a man and a woman, followed behind him, both with their heads down, so their faces could not be seen.

Which part?

A man with gold-rimmed glasses blocked the way, sizing up the group of unfamiliar faces. "I don't recognize you guys on the list."

The young man stopped in his tracks.

The eyes above the mask curved as if they were smiling.

"They came from the south."

The voice was very soft, with a lazy air about it.

"South?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses frowned. "These experts were all transferred from Peking Union Medical College Hospital and other hospitals. Where did they come from, south...?"

"Smack."

A hand was placed on his shoulder.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses felt half of his body go numb instantly, as if he had been electrocuted.

The young man leaned close to his ear.

"He was transferred from the King of Hell's palace, specializing in treating difficult and complicated diseases."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses suddenly dilated his pupils and opened his mouth as if to shout.

The hand exerted a slight force.

"Click".

His shoulder blade shattered into powder.

Before the cry of pain could even escape his throat, it was forcefully choked back by a powerful surge of internal energy.

"Get in the car."

Jiang Chen released his grip, and the gold-rimmed glasses lay limply on the ground, its eyes rolled back, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin acted swiftly, each grabbing a doctor who hadn't yet reacted and dragging them into the nearby garbage room.

A few seconds later.

The medical team, which was originally at full strength, has been replaced.

Jiang Chen opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

He took off his mask and straightened his collar in front of the rearview mirror.

The human skin mask that was peeled off Shen Ling's body fit perfectly.

"drive."

Jiang Chen patted the steering wheel.

The driver of the car in front leaned out and yelled, "What are you dawdling about! Butler Jun has already called us three times!"

The convoy started moving slowly.

The car headlights pierced the darkness, illuminating the majestic vermilion gate ahead.

Two two-meter-tall stone lions stand on either side of the gate.

Lions have red eyes.

It's not paint.

is blood.

Jiang Chen stared at the slowly opening door, a cold smile curving his lips.

You are arrogant and aloof.

I want your life.

I want your blood too.

"They're inside."

Xiao Ruoye, sitting in the back seat, touched the dagger in her boot and muttered something under her breath.

The wheel rolled over the threshold.

A strong aura of malevolent energy swept over her, causing Shen Suxin to shiver.

"So many bugs..."

Shen Suxin huddled in the corner, her fingernails digging into the edge of the medicine box. "They're crying...they're hungry."