What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Old Zhou turned the steering wheel all the way, and the bulletproof Maybach pulled a screeching tail on the road, its front end directly smashing through the red and white police tape surrounding the Hilton Hotel.

As soon as the car door popped open, thick black smoke mixed with a pungent, burnt smell poured out from the third floor of the hotel.

The building's alarms blared loudly, and white foam mixed with broken porcelain shards sprayed from the fire hoses flowed down the stairs.

Su Feiyan stepped out of the car in her high heels, her face cold as she tossed her suit jacket onto the seat: "Old Zhou, seal off all fire exits. Not a single fly is allowed to get out!"

"yes!"

Lu Li rushed out of the car and was greeted by a scene of utter chaos in the lobby.

Holy crap! A perfectly good five-star hotel has been turned into a waterfall cave!

What outrageous thing did that spendthrift girl, Bai Xiaolu, do upstairs?!

A few minutes ago, Su's Security sent back the message.

While everyone was at the sanatorium, the remaining elite members of the "Grey Sparrow" assassins from the Tai Shang Wang Qing Palace's External Affairs Hall disguised themselves as gas repairmen and infiltrated the kitchen.

This group of desperados had an extremely malicious goal—to inject a strange poison into the cold storage ingredients for Gu Qingcheng's celebration banquet tonight, and then kidnap Ji Hanyue, whose cultivation technique had been damaged.

They planned everything meticulously, but they overlooked Bai Xiaolu.

The little girl thought the lunchbox provided by the hotel wasn't enough to satisfy her hunger, so when no one was around, she sneaked into the kitchen to gnaw on the whole leg of lamb that had just been braised.

The moment the assassin pulled out the syringe, he was met head-on by a super-strong little girl with a mouth full of oil and a frenzied possessiveness of her food.

A brutal beating erupted without warning.

Bai Xiaolu swung a two-hundred-pound black giant hammer, sweeping across the battlefield with a single blow, sending the leading assassin and two steel security doors flying more than ten meters away!

The assassin's sternum caved in, and he flew backward, smashing the main load-bearing pipe. The force also shattered the explosion-proof valve of the gas pipeline next to him!

"Boom!"

Another loud, muffled thud exploded from the third floor.

Just as Su Feiyan pulled Lu Li into the lobby, a snow-white, ethereal figure suddenly descended from above the stairs.

Ji Hanyue dangled barefoot in mid-air, her moon-white dress spotless, her silver hair dancing wildly in the wind.

Her once aloof face was now covered in frost, and three piercing white veins coiled around her body, emitting a sharp whistling sound like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

The dignified Sect Master of the Forgetful Palace, being so provoked by the remnants of the traitorous sect right under his nose, has already harbored a true murderous intent!

"You despicable scoundrels, you betray your master and ancestors, how dare you act so presumptuously!"

Ji Hanyue shouted coldly, her right hand forming a sword shape with her fingers, gathering extremely cold true energy at her fingertips, causing the temperature in the hall to plummet at a visible speed!

The water flowing on the ground instantly froze into white frost.

Just as she was about to unleash her extreme cold internal energy to blast at the remaining energy in the kitchen!

Alarm bells rang in Lu Li's mind.

[Grandmaster-level Meridian Perception] and [Grandmaster-level Emergency Command] are simultaneously operating wildly within the body!

The sensing network within a 500-meter range instantly converged and focused.

Besides the pungent smell of gas, there was also a very faint, almost ethereal fragrance of cold plum blossoms in my nasal cavity.

This is not a normal gas leak!

[Holy crap! Something's not right!]

[Nine Netherworld Bone-Corroding Powder?! Ye Fan and his gang of assassins have atomized the Supreme Forgetfulness Palace's Power-Dissolving Powder and mixed it into the gas!]

[Ji Hanyue's old injuries hadn't healed, and this thing seeped into her meridians with the slightest breeze, specifically flowing against the extreme cold true energy!]

If that palm strike lands, the cold meridians within her body will rupture on the spot; even a god descending to earth couldn't save her!

In the blink of an eye, Lu Li had no time to explain.

He pushed off with his feet, and his whole body shot out like an arrow, leaping over the broken glass on the ground, and lunging at the white-clad woman in mid-air!

"Sect Master, don't use your internal energy!"

Lu Li roared with all his might, and his right hand grabbed Ji Hanyue's wrist, which was about to make a move, with extreme brutality.

"There's a poison in the air that's designed to neutralize your cultivation technique! If you dare to mobilize even a fraction of your true energy, the deadly poison will rush against your heart meridian along your cold veins, killing you instantly!"

Ji Hanyue's figure swayed.

Lu Li forcefully pressed the surging internal energy within her body back into her dantian.

Two extreme forces collided violently within her meridians, and Ji Hanyue instantly felt a metallic taste rise in her throat.

A tearing pain shot through her chest, and her beautiful, untouched face drained of all color in an instant. Her body plummeted downwards as if weightless.

"Lu Li..."

Ji Hanyue let out a painful groan, a trace of unprecedented pain and helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Li suddenly swung his left arm forward, gripping Ji Hanyue's waist like an iron clamp and pulling her into his arms!

The two of them plummeted to the ground as if they had lost their balance.

Lu Li exerted force with his feet, and the terrifying physique of the Ancient Sacred Body instantly erupted, dragging two deep skid marks on the slippery ground. He then used his hands to tightly protect the sect leader, who had lost the ability to resist, behind him.

Su Feiyan quickly rushed to her side.

Her gaze was fixed on the hand that Lu Li had wrapped around Ji Hanyue's waist. Her slender fingertips immediately dug into her palm, biting until a crescent-shaped bloodstain seeped from her skin.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the question that rose to her throat, and coldly uttered:

"Let's clean up this mess first, then we'll settle this score. Old Zhou! Where are the demolition tools?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud "boom" suddenly came from behind him!

Large chunks of burnt-through ceiling debris fell from the ceiling, completely blocking the main entrance at the back.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy metallic scraping sound rang out.

The hotel's Class II fireproof rolling shutter door sensed the thick smoke and crashed down, effectively blocking the Su family's bodyguard team led by Lao Zhou from entering!

The lobby was placed in a semi-closed state.

Two muffled explosions came from a blind spot in the front hall not far away.

Two high-voltage metal fishing nets, flashing with blue electric arcs, suddenly shot out and tightly bound Bai Xiaolu, who was wielding a giant hammer.

White deer struggled wildly in the net like a crazed young animal, its two little fists pounding against the metal mesh, causing the electric arcs to crackle and pop!

She was still tightly biting down on half a steaming braised lamb leg, stomping her feet so hard that spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the marble floor tiles, and screaming incoherently:

"Ouch! Let me go! Meal ticket! My lamb leg is covered in dust! Smash these bastards!"

tread!

tread!

tread!

The sound of broken bricks and rubble being crushed underfoot was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent hall.

Four assassins, completely clad in deathly gray hazmat suits and wielding buzzing, high-frequency daggers, silently leaped out from the exhaust vents of the kitchen's cold storage.

They spread out in a crescent shape, completely blocking the only way out to the outside world.

The leader of the assassins' cheeks twitched, and behind the gas mask, a pair of bloodshot and fanatical eyes were revealed.

He glanced down at the armor on his chest that had been cracked by Bai Xiaolu's attack, then looked up, his gaze fixed on Lu Li like a venomous snake.

Not a single word wasted.

The lead assassin pulled a palm-sized, skull-shaped metal ball that glowed with a ghostly green light directly from his tactical belt.

The patterns on the surface of the metal sphere were flashing violently, emanating an extremely dangerous high temperature and an aura of death.

The assassin's lips curled into a cruel, twisted smile as his thumb pressed firmly against the firing button on the top of the ball:

"Lu Li, the Supreme Elder predicted that you would stop Ji Hanyue."

The assassin's hoarse, shrill voice echoed through the empty hall, carrying a desperate, mad rage.

"The essence and blood of the Ancient Sacred Body must be brought back to the sect today!"

"Hand over thirty milliliters of your heart's blood to help Brother Fan rebuild his meridians, and I'll leave you with your bodies intact."

He slightly lowered his thumb, and the green light on the skull orb instantly intensified, illuminating the surrounding poisonous smoke and gas mist:

"Dare to utter even a single word of dissent, and I'll press the button right now!"

"Once this Nine Nether Phosphorus Fireball ignites the gas, everyone on the entire third floor of the Hilton will be reduced to ashes!"