Qin Mu closed his smart system and took off his s-rank battle suit, but he kept the core inner armor of the s-rank battle suit on.

At the same time, the 2 billion credit points from the sss contract arrived.

Qin Mu didn't let the money sit idle.

An S-Rank Shield costs 200 million credit points.

With a half-price discount, it cost 100 million credit points.

Qin Mu bought twenty S-Rank Shields in one go.

This wasn't being reckless with money, but a necessary defensive measure.

A Combat Suit couldn't guarantee that he could withstand a Grandmaster's blow.

At the Martial Artist stage, attack power ranges from 10,000 to 90,000.

At the Martial General stage, attack power ranges from 100,000 to 900,000.

At the Grandmaster stage, attack power ranges from 1 million to 9 million.

This was still the base strength, not including any Cultivation Technique enhancements.

Even an Entry-Level Grandmaster's casual punch would have 1 million attack power.

Qin Mu, relying on his Major Achievement Cultivation Technique, barely met the Grandmaster's minimum requirement: 1 million attack power.

Even without testing, Qin Mu knew that his weak body, still at the Ninth Rank of an apprentice, truly couldn't withstand such a punch.

The s-rank battle suit wouldn't shatter from a single punch, but the shockwave would directly pulverize his internal organs.

If he were a Martial Artist, he could only lament his insufficient cultivation and wait for death.

But a Mentalist was different.

If the Combat Suit couldn't block the shockwave, couldn't a shield do the trick?

A shield hitting the air, what does that have to do with me?

Twenty S-Rank Shields, stacked together, were a full meter thick.

Superalloy shields!

Moreover, each could be imbued with psionic power, and with certain gaps and angled arrangements, the impact force could be weakened.

Even a Grandmaster's attack couldn't break through immediately.

Spending money truly makes one stronger!

The azure flame flying sword's attack power rivaled that of a Grandmaster.

The twenty S-Rank Superalloy Composite Shields' defensive power also rivaled that of a Grandmaster.

Even though Qin Mu was only a Dominator Ninth Stage, he could still directly confront an Entry-Level Grandmaster. Qin Mu shrunk the shields, put them in his bag, and then left directly.

For the past ten-plus days, Qin Mu hadn't paid attention to outside news.

However, judging by Guo Youwei's recent lack of free time and Bai Qingyan's silence, the Ninth Rank Dragon's Nest was definitely not to be trifled with.

Qin Mu now possessed Grandmaster-level combat power, giving him a certain ability to protect himself and his family.

"Dealing with Lu Zhuo is also protection."

"Who has the time to constantly guard against an animal like that?"

Qin Mu was unfamiliar with Jiangcheng's city center, but he knew the roads near his home like the back of his hand.

In the past, Qin Mu always chose routes with surveillance, but this time, he directly found a place without surveillance to change into his Combat Suit, activate his smart system, and then cover his entire body with a pure black tight-fitting jacket.

Under his mask, a projection displayed Lu Zhuo's location.

"Immortal Realm Business Club?"

.A moment later, at the entrance of the Immortal Realm Business Club, a beautiful woman in a miniskirt approached with a smile, her gleaming badge displaying: Chief Assistant: Xiao Xi.

"Martial Artist sir, do you have a reservation?"

"No."

"Then we still have an empty booth in the main hall, would that be acceptable?"

"How about private rooms?"

Xiao Xi's smile promptly bloomed:

"Yes, yes, what kind of private room would you like? Currently, we have one Immortal King private room and one Saint King private room."

"Is there a difference?"

"The Immortal King private room has a minimum spend of 1.99 million, and the Saint King private room has a minimum spend of 990,000."

Holy crap?

Qin Mu was stunned after hearing that; this level of spending was something else.

Is the minimum spend for a private room 1.99 million?

That young man Lu Zhuo must not be short on money. "Immortal King."

Qin Mu's voice was vibrated out with psionic power, hoarse and heavy, so no one would hear that the speaker was just a young man.

Inside his smart device, there was 10 million in active funds, whose source couldn't be traced.

Qin Mu wasn't worried about any flaws and followed the beautiful woman inside. As Qin Mu walked, each Immortal King private room was spaced very far apart.

There were no other private rooms in between, just empty space.

Psionic Power - Unleashed!

Qin Mu's current Cultivation Technique cultivation and the precision of his psionic power were even stronger than Bai Qingyan's!

As a professional club, the private rooms here were absolutely 100% soundproof; even if a bomb was thrown inside, no one outside would know.

But no matter how good the materials, they couldn't block psionic power.

"Lu Zhuo!"

Qin Mu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corner of his eye glanced at the door number.

Immortal King Private Room Two.

"Ling Qianxue's information was pretty spot-on."

Qin Mu didn't rush to act, continuing to walk with the beautiful woman for a while.

Standing at the entrance of Immortal King Private Room Three.

"Sir, Martial Artist, please come in.

Xiao Xi pushed open the private room door and asked with a brilliant smile, "What would you like to drink? The minimum spend package includes a bottle of Immortal King Ambrosia and two cases of Martial Spirit Beer."

"Anything."

Since Qin Mu had found the person, he naturally didn't want to waste any more words.

Xiao Xi heard this and didn't ask further: "Alright, please wait a moment, the private room princess will arrive shortly."

Qin Mu found a comfortable sofa seat and sat down.

Soon, two beautiful women in sheer, exotic-themed gauze dresses knocked and entered.

"Spirit Immortal Wan'er."

"Spirit Immortal Lian'er."

The other two bowed to Qin Mu with a smile. "Greetings, Immortal King!"

Hiss~

Professional!

Indeed, it was quite professionally adequate.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Martial Artists, or even Grandmasters, would have to exclaim in approval!

The two immediately stood up and strode directly towards Qin Mu.

"Stop!"

Qin Mu raised a hand: "I like that set. Give me the paid program."

Beep.

With a wave of his hand, 1 million credit points for each person's consumption was transferred.

"Ah, this."

Even though the two girls had seen many important figures in the Immortal King private rooms, they had truly seen a few wealthy individuals who would spend a million as soon as they spoke.

"Thanks for the Immortal King's reward!!"

The two immediately yelled out thanks.

"Little immortal will definitely satisfy you, sir."

She spoke, and the gauze slowly receded.

"Don't look at me, play among yourselves."

"Louder~"

Huh?

The two froze simultaneously: "Immortal King, do you mean. we play among ourselves?"

"Haven't you played before?"

"Cough cough." Wan'er replied softly, a little embarrassed: "As the Immortal King commands."

The rest of the matters didn't require Qin Mu to teach them.

The two young girls were still very professional, and various complex auxiliary devices were all brought out.

To be honest, it was indeed much more fun than Qin Mu had imagined. Next door, Lu Zhuo chugged two bottles of Immortal King Ambrosia, but it didn't last even fifteen minutes.

Inside the private room, he could at most look at the dozen or so Spirit Immortal-level princesses.

Whereas the two bodyguards were guarding at the door.

The windows in private room's walls were sealed with alloy, water tight.

Qin Mu waited for a moment, knowing that Wan'er and Lian'er were getting into the swing of things, and the Flying Sword, which he had prepared early under his cloak, flashed and disappeared into the ventilation duct at a critical moment for the two of them.

"This club is definitely professional."

"It almost goes to extremes in defending against various Martial Artist methods; even inside the ventilation ducts, there are poison gas detection and alarm devices installed."

"Too bad."

"It can guard against Martial Artists, but it can't guard against Mentalists."

Speaking of which, almost all places in Jiangcheng were undefended against Grandmaster-level Mentalists.

Even if Qin Mu killed someone in the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall, no one would notice.

The Flying Sword flashed out from the ventilation duct's exhaust port, then found its position and directly plunged into the wall like a knife piercing tofu.

In an instant, the Flying Sword had arrived at the Immortal King's private room.

The sounds and environment inside the private room became clearer after the Flying Sword arrived.

Even the sound of talking seemed to be right next to his ear.

Beep beep ~ beep beep ~

Just as Qin Mu was about to act, Lu Zhuo's communicator suddenly rang.

"Speak." Lu Zhuo's voice.

"Young Master, news just came from the Linshan Road warehouse that a kid tried to resist and made a bit too much noise."

"Damn it!" Lu Zhuo gritted his teeth bitterly: "What the hell are you doing? Do you have to bother me with every little thing?"

"This. mainly because the recent rumors are tight, and this batch of people has been suppressed for a bit too long."

"Get lost, kill all the troublemakers and transport them all out tonight!" Lu Zhuo directly ordered: "Do you really think that kid Qin Mu has any capability? If he tries to move my Tianlu Group, he's moving the black market! He's moving the Ten Thousand Merchants Alliance!"

"forget about a Genius Mentalist, even a Genius Grandmaster will end up buried!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go supervise it straight away."

The communication closed.

Qin Mu frowned and readjusted his plan temporarily.

The Flying Sword removed himself to the door.

Suddenly, it flashed.

A cold light shot out from the ground.

"Hmm?"

The two Martial General Ninth Ranks heard the sound, but their bodies hadn't reacted yet.

The next second, bang bang!

The two heads of the Martial General Ninth Ranks exploded in succession!

Million-level attack!

Full power, unleashed!

Even if it was just a penetrating blow, it would have completely shattered the entire head.

And this, still didn't elicit a reaction from Lu Zhuo and the people in the private room.

The next instant, the Flying Sword passed through the private room and directly plunged into Lu Zhuo's chest, piercing his heart.

Immediately, the Flying Sword came to a stop, quivering continuously with violent shocks.

The trembling of the sword body was directly transmitted to Lu Zhuo's ear through his ribs.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to tell me the warehouse location!"

"Who. who!?

Lu Zhuo roared, and the next second, the sensation of emptiness in his chest only then reached him. When he looked down, he saw an ancient-looking Flying Sword already plunged into his chest.

"Myriad. Myriad Sword Pavilion?"

Lu Zhuo still had some knowledge.

"We. we do not have any grievances with the Myriad Sword Pavilion, why?"

"Killing you doesn't require a reason. Tell me the warehouse location, you have two seconds left." Qin Mu didn't plan to waste words; showing the Flying Sword was intentional.

As for the warehouse, it wasn't originally in his plan.

But it seemed that the goods in that warehouse were people? Instead of Vicious Beasts!?

Qin Mu couldn't ignore it; at the very least, he needed to know what kind of shady business the Tianlu Group was involved in.

The Flying Sword pierced in inch by inch, and the pain grew stronger and stronger.

Lu Zhuo's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Don't, don't! The warehouse is in Lin. east of Linshan Road."

"East of Linshan Road? Isn't that the Tianlu Ferocious Beast Processing Plant? Are you lying?" Qin Mu was somewhat familiar with that area and roughly knew the location once it was mentioned.

"It is the Processing Plant. Behind the Processing Plant's warehouse, there's another private warehouse." Lu Zhuo's life was at stake, so he didn't dare to waste words.

Qin Mu thought about it; there indeed seemed to be a building there that didn't open during the day.

"One more question."

"Where is the Hacker who hacked the cloud data?"

Lu Zhuo's lips curled: "Myriad. Myriad Sword Pavilion, why do you want to know about this?"

"So much nonsense. Do you think you have a long life left?"

Lu Zhuo quickly changed his tone: "No, no, no, I really don't know the Hacker. Those aren't handled by me, and I don't have contact with the Hacker."

As his voice fell, the Flying Sword also trembled.

A severe angina burst in Lu Zhuo's chest, and Lu Zhuo's entire face couldn't help but contort.

"No. everything I said is true, I really don't know. Those are all handled by my subordinates. Would I manage such ass-wiping matters?"

Qin Mu calculated the time and, regardless of whether it was true or false, didn't plan to delay any longer.

"Last question, why did you target Qin Mu?"

"Qin Mu?" When Lu Zhuo heard this name, he seemed to understand something in his eyes: "Qin Mu joined the Myriad Sword Pavilion? That bastard, I was clearly about to get Ling Qianxue, and he suddenly showed up and disrupted my Tianlu Group's plan. If he doesn't die, who will?" "Heh heh, you're wrong. Qin Mu didn't join the Myriad Sword Pavilion."

"Impossible!" Lu Zhuo stated firmly: "If he's not from the Myriad Sword Pavilion, why would you dispatch a Dominion Grandmaster to kill me?"

"It's simple, because I am Qin Mu!"

Pfft! Lu Zhuo instantly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"You, you are."

Before he could finish, with a bang, Lu Zhuo's head exploded in mid-air.

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