Chapter 439: Chapter 250: An Arrow Ascends to Heaven

On the roadside, a group of parents were either wailing or starting to make phone calls.

"Old Chen, something happened to your son..."

"Old Feng, your son was taken away!"

"Old Zhang, what are we going to do... boohoo..."

Chen Wenquan’s face was pale, supported by Bai Mo, he sat down on a nearby bench.

"Don’t worry, the Committee reacts very quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Xinghuo flew over from the road.

"Everyone calm down, you don’t need to make phone calls outside!

The Committee has already taken action, please trust us, it’s best to go home for now."

Bai Mo helped Old Chen sit down and patted his shoulder.

"Don’t worry, West State City has 108,000 surveillance cameras and a powerful investigative department, your son won’t be lost."

...

"Have you found it?"

"Is it at this intersection?"

At the North Suburb Base, in the new investigative office, a group of people sat in a row, each staring at their computers, eyes wide open, dragging the mouse, searching for school bus surveillance.

The situation was very tense, but their mindset was calm... after all, lately, there have been no major events in West State City, but minor incidents keep happening. The investigative department was busy every day with urgent tasks.

"Found it!"

"The target school bus turned into Fuzhuan Road and didn’t come out!"

"The previous camera captured it.

"But the next one didn’t."

"Stopped in the blind spot between the two cameras?"

"Quick, report it!"

"East intersection of Fuzhuan Road in the Central District!"

...

Phew...

High in the sky, at 20,000 meters altitude, the Fire Toad Balloon flew over, its toad eyes quickly zoomed in, piercing through the evening sky, the gentle wind and sparse clouds.

Looking towards Fuzhuan Road.

It was a narrow road with small restaurants on both sides, already setting out tables, welcoming guests who just arrived for dinner.

There were grilled skewers, stir-fry dishes, fast food, and people drinking liquor, a peaceful scene, without any abnormalities.

"Huh? The school bus didn’t stop here?

"Could it have turned into a ghost and disappeared?"

The toad eyes saw several shadows quickly passing by Fuzhuan Road!

"What is this?

"Enemies?"

The toad eyes focused on these shadows, discovering they were several Immortal Technique Committee members!

They wore exoskeleton armor, carbon fiber exoskeleton armor! Full of technological appeal, they sped down the street like fleas.

Unable to find the school bus, they split into two groups, rushing into the shops on both sides, starting rapid investigations.

One group dove onto the road, took out instruments, and began examining tire tracks!

...

At West University’s campus, several more Immortal Technique Committee members arrived, comforting the crying parents.

"Everyone calm down, please trust us."

"This kind of incident happens frequently, we have extensive handling experience."

"The children will be found soon."

Bai Mo held Old Chen’s hand.

"Relax, the Committee promises to return your child safe and sound."

Old Chen’s face was pale, tightly gripping Bai Mo’s hand.

While comforting Old Chen, Bai Mo also mentally rehearsed to ensure there would be no issues with the Immortal Technique he was about to perform.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, it was a message from the West State Committee group.

[School bus driver suspect involved in immortal matters!]

[He hasn’t reached Sequence Nine, but has always been hiding his involvement in immortal affairs]

[But we found many records of visiting immortal-related sites in his browser history]

[This person is suspected to be connected with the Dream Immortal Realm Blood Saber Palace]

Blood Saber Palace?

While Bai Mo rehearsed the Immortal Technique, he multitasked, looking at the Blood Saber Palace data in the Committee’s internal software... Blood Saber Ancient Immortal, Immortal Artifact Path. Clearly a pure villain, all known disciples under them are wanted criminals, without exception!

...

Swish—

On the elevated bridge, a transparent school bus, like a ghost, sped by!

It turned transparent, casting no shadow, pierced by the light of the already lit street lamps.

Cameras along the way couldn’t capture it, nor could the dash cams of vehicles ahead and behind.

Its speed was extreme, cutting through the evening wind like a steel catfish, frequently overtaking cars in the flow of traffic on the elevated bridge!

Inside the bus, dozens of children had already fallen into deep sleep.

Feng En Di, sitting in the last row corner, drooled from the mouth, still speaking in his sleep.

"Big brother... I won today...

"Big brother... red bean bun tastes really good..."

In the bus compartment, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling, strange blood-colored runes were crawling all over!

Dangling from the ceiling were not pull cords or handrails, but small blood-red knives, swaying as the school bus sped, sometimes tossed to the left, sometimes to the right.

The driver at the front, looking crazed, gripped the steering wheel, eyes scarlet red!

A small bronze mirror hanged at the back of his head.

Mumbling incessantly.

"Drive the bus to the senior brothers!

"I’m done being this lousy driver, I’m going to the Dark World too, like the senior brothers, to become superior, hahaha!"

In his mind, the master’s voice echoed.

"Very well done, very nice!

"Drive properly, send this group of children to your senior brothers!

"I can’t bear the arrogance of this Human Race group of ants!

"Damn, what’s with the selection exams? Planning some sort of ancestor worship selection, huh?

"Hmph!

"Relax, your bus is now equivalent to Sequence Eight Immortal Artifact, invisible and traceless, not even tire tracks will remain.

"No one can find you!"

...

In West University’s campus.

A group of parents were still sobbing.

A few Immortal Technique Committee members walked back and forth, fidgeting.

Several minutes had passed, yet the Committee hadn’t reached a result?

What exactly is happening?

On the nearby bench, Bai Mo held Old Chen’s hand, looking at Old Chen’s pale face, feeling somewhat guilty... Old Chen’s child shouldn’t have been kidnapped.