Zhou Yuncan reminded him that this is your peak condition, and in this lifetime, you'll never have the chance to treat a Qi Blood Pill like a meal again.
For this, you have to thank your father, Su Yue.
...
Time passed quietly just like that.
Unknowingly, two more days went by.
There are only three days left until the day of decapitation.
During these three days, Su Yue became much more obedient, and he also reminded Wang Lu Feng and Zhou Yuncan to maintain absolute low profile.
As expected.
Upon knowing there's an undercover, Ning Yutao instinctively began to investigate who the spy was.
After all, there were only 61 Fifth-Grade Martial Artists to be decapitated.
The new converts numbered close to 100.
The death of a dozen or so was not important at all.
Five or six people had already directly disappeared; in fact, they weren't undercover, just acting a bit suspiciously.
But Ning Yutao would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.
Any convert showing the slightest anomaly faced disappearance.
Even Su Yue was called to Ning Yutao's office and was bombarded with countless absurd questions.
Ning Yutao intentionally collected numerous bizarre stories from clubs to chat with Su Yue under the guise of casual conversation.
If you just memorized information, it would be easy to slip up.
Thankfully, Su Yue actually mixed in clubs before; he even took the initiative to tell Ning Yutao about the hardships of some fighters in clubs, experiences that can't be gained from memorizing data.
In the end, Ning Yutao completely dismissed the thought that Su Yue might be undercover.
Moreover, he felt that a Martial Artist with such scope and vision couldn't possibly be willing to be undercover.
Su Yue left Ning Yutao's office.
Once again he saw Ning Yutao's communicator.
This Divine Artifact specially used to send anonymous text messages wasn't worried about being tracked by number since it had none.
There's no time left.
The message must be sent out.
Fortunately, the traceless communicator has a very convenient feature: it resembles a card, with physical buttons, a black and white screen, and no locked keyboard password.
Because there was no need.
This is merely a one-way text sender, with no data inside; for ease of use, there's simply no need to set any lock screen password, if thrown on the street, anyone could use it.
But as Ning Yutao carried it with him, Su Yue didn't have time to steal it.
A careful plan must be made, he couldn't act rashly.
Su Yue's opportunity was only once.
...
During this time, Wang Nanguo roamed through three jungles.
He even marked three red dots on the Divine Land's map.
These red dots were marked only after his personal reconnaissance.
Finally, Wang Nanguo's attention locked onto the last jungle where a large number of cultists had appeared.
Jiang Line Jungle.
Unfortunately, Jiang Line Jungle is within the borders of Jiangyuan Country, and Wang Nanguo's identity as the Director of the Investigation and Arrest Bureau didn't allow him to leave the country at will.
He couldn't apply for an exit without any reason.
But this didn't stump Wang Nanguo.
He arrived in a city near the Jiang Line Jungle, still within Divine Land's border.
"Old Li, come out and buy me dinner."
Wang Nanguo called an old classmate.
Graduates of Wuda parted ways.
This Old Li was a partner who had fought life and death missions with Wang Nanguo in wetlands.
Not seeing each other for a long time, Wang Nanguo was excited when calling.
"What the hell, Old Wang, I thought you were dead, haha!"
Old Li on the other end was clearly surprised as well.
"Hurry up, get over here."
After telling him the address, Wang Nanguo hung up the phone.
In just over ten minutes, Old Li had already arrived.
He was the Director of the Investigation and Arrest Bureau in that city,
Most of their batch of classmates worked in the Investigation and Arrest Bureau, and after decades, many had climbed to the Director position.
But unfortunately, due to limited aptitude, this group of people was stuck at Fifth-Grade, none breaking through to Grandmaster.
"Old Wang, what happened to you? You look like a skeleton."
Upon seeing Wang Nanguo, Old Li almost didn't recognize him.
The smell of sweat covering him, half his hair turned white, and frighteningly thin, it looked like he hadn't eaten properly for days.
"Starving, let's eat first, and talk over the meal."
Wang Nanguo's stomach grumbled loudly.
"Old Wang, are you corrupt, on the run, and need me to help you escape abroad?"
Old Li frowned.
Heard from old classmates that Wang Nanguo was still the Director of the Investigation and Arrest Bureau not long ago.
How did he end up like this?
"Nonsense."
Wang Nanguo punched Old Li's shoulder.
"Investigating a case, a bit tired, quickly get me food."
Wang Nanguo got into his car.
"I see."
Old Li nodded.
If it's for a case, that makes sense.
The Investigation and Arrest Bureau might look relaxed, but when truly busy, it's a deadly job, sometimes even causing Martial Artists to die suddenly.
It's all tears to say it out loud.
Old Li got into the car, leading Wang Nanguo's car.
At the same time, he reserved a hotel.
An old classmate visiting had to be well-received.
Not seen for many years.
At the dining table.
Only Old Li and Wang Nanguo were there.
Wang Nanguo ate ravenously, devouring with gusto.
Although Martial Artists can circulate Qi Blood internally and go without food for a long time, Martial Artists are human too; too long without food truly makes one hungry.
But hoping to starve a Martial Artist to death is difficult.
Not to mention a peak Fifth-Grade, even someone like Su Yue at First-Grade wouldn't starve easily.
After eating and drinking.
Wang Nanguo went straight to the point and brought up the Jiang Line Jungle issue.
"Old Wang, I must say, although our Investigation and Arrest Bureau can't cross the border, I've really received some intelligence lately that a lot of Yangxiang Race have appeared in Jiangyuan Country.
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