High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 322 - 271: Stealing the Sage’s Three Blossoms, Executing the Man in the White Suit
A head whose shape was no longer discernible was casually thrown to the ground by the tall figure in the factory.
Su Mu skillfully removed the space ring from the corpse, then stored the monster’s body into a space ring.
Outside the abandoned factory.
The woman’s face was blank, staring as if struck, the scene too terrifying to comprehend. Her mind felt as if hit by a sledgehammer and went blank.
For a moment, she found it hard to believe all she saw was real.
The mighty Black Demon Society, ranked thirteenth in Ghost Level, a genuine Martial Arts Grandmaster...
Was simply smashed to death by a figure emerging from the wilderness, step by step?
The woman swallowed repeatedly, overwhelmed by shock.
Until, from the large pit, the figure emerged, slowly walking out of the abandoned factory.
Su Mu flicked the sticky blood off his hand, looking towards the woman outside the factory, pondering how to handle the aftermath.
At that moment, the woman suddenly snapped awake, her body trembling like in a seizure, and she spoke without hesitation, "I’ll tell you! I’ll give you everything, all of it."
"Everything?"
Su Mu had earlier overheard them repeatedly mentioning something, but he was not after that item.
After all, he had no idea what the item they mentioned was.
He simply wanted to crush that person.
Upon hearing, the woman was momentarily stunned, instinctively letting out a "Huh?"
In an instant, her eyes flashed with disbelief, this person suddenly appearing from the wilderness, then crushing the man in black alive.
My God, that was a genuine Martial Arts Grandmaster!
You acted without knowing anything?
Of course, the woman only dared to think this in her heart; she would never dare say her true thoughts in front of Su Mu. Quickly, she spoke, fearing Su Mu would act without a word, as that kind of death would be too painful.
"The item is in the ring."
Su Mu received the ring the woman threw. The space ring had a church pattern engraved on it. With a thought, he had a stack of manuscripts in his hand.
There were more than a dozen pages, filled with characters Su Mu had never seen; he noticed the ink was still fresh, emanating a fragrance more like foreign ink than Huaxia’s. This stack of manuscripts was likely less than a month old.
"What is this?" Su Mu frowned.
"Part of ’Three Flowers of the Sage’..."
Upon hearing this, Su Mu was slightly taken aback, his eyes gleaming, for he remembered the name!
’Three Flowers of the Sage,’ ranked second in the Ten Great Three-Flower Techniques, a condensation technique passed down from the lineage of the Bright Pope, one of the initial followers of the Human Great Sage, assisting in comprehending the Power of Rules after stepping into Grandmaster.
For a moment, even with Su Mu’s disposition, he couldn’t help being slightly shocked. Someone actually brought out this ’Three Flowers of the Sage’ from the hands of the Bright Pope, even if it’s just a part of it, it was astonishing enough.
Especially for an ordinary person, not a martial artist.
Su Mu had heard of the Bright Church Court, a great power in the West, reportedly always having a Martial Saint even in times of decline.
Suddenly, Su Mu understood why this woman was being hunted, and why two Martial Arts Grandmasters were dispatched into Huaxia.
The Black Demon Society was likely a foreign assassin organization.
Yet clearly, there was great fear, most likely of Huaxia, as every foreign martial artist entering the country is under Huaxia’s control, especially those at the Martial Arts Grandmaster level.
Perhaps the Bright Church Court hadn’t realized the situation yet...
Su Mu’s mind raced; he knew this thing was a hot potato, but since someone offered a treasure, how could he not accept it?
"What language is this written in?"
"The Bright Rune."
"The Bright Rune?" Su Mu looked puzzled, as he had never heard of this language before.
"It was created by the first Bright Pope. In the church, only a few, such as the pope’s successors, are qualified to learn it..." the woman explained.
Su Mu immediately understood, regardless of why the first pope created this language, it undoubtedly served as a form of security.
Even if the church’s texts were leaked, others couldn’t gain any inheritance from it.
"What a brilliant tactic."
Su Mu glanced at the tadpole-like characters on the manuscript and then at the woman, realizing her explanation was also a bargain for her life.
"You can read the Bright Rune?"
"I can."
The woman nodded, and before Su Mu could speak, "You saved me, you’re my benefactor. I will help you translate these manuscripts, but before that..."
"I want to ask you for one request, just one request."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to kill someone for me."
"Kill?"
Su Mu looked surprised; he expected the woman to seek protection, not such an aggressive approach.
As for the target, Su Mu could guess.
It must be the person in the white suit at the Martial Arts Association Hall.
"The black suit and white suit never appear alone, the black suit appearing means the white suit must be nearby, so I want you to kill him for me."
"Will killing him ensure your survival?"
The woman was silent for a few seconds, "At least I’ll have a better chance to survive."
Just then, the satellite phone in Su Mu’s clothing rang. He didn’t rush to answer but connected the call. On the other end, the sound of fierce wind howling could be heard, followed by a robust voice.
"Leader Su, the warplane will arrive in half an hour; since it’s a transport plane, it cannot land directly at the Martial Arts Association Building..."
"Alright, I’ll send you coordinates in the suburbs, find a spot near there to land."
"Roger."
The woman also heard the voice on the other end of the phone, her expression somber, naturally thinking Su Mu was about to refuse her.
Indeed, this thing in her hand was a hot potato; no one would want to wade into these troubled waters easily.
Quickly, Su Mu sent the coordinates and turned to leave.
Seeing this, the woman raised her hand, opened her mouth but ultimately made no sound.
"Half an hour is enough."
"I’ll bring his body back."
Su Mu casually tossed a lustrous pill back, which landed in the woman’s hand, causing her whole body to tremble with joy.
...
The gale howled.
In the dark night, a figure invisible to the naked eye instantly overtook several speeding sports cars on the highway.
"What the hell, did something just pass by?"
"It seemed like something did."
The people in the sports cars looked incredulous because the speed on the car’s dashboard had already exceeded three hundred kilometers per hour.
"Could it have been my eyes playing tricks on me?" The person in the sports car had just finished speaking.
In the distance, the numbers on the speed monitor on the overpass flashed erratically, finally displaying a bright red 999.
Soon, amidst a crackling sound, sparks flew, and thick black smoke billowed from the monitor, as if it had been blown by something moving at high speed.
Su Mu’s figure flickered, and while speeding, he accessed the Black Demon Society’s files from the armory.
"A killer organization active in many Western countries, on Huaxia’s official blacklist, all members internationally wanted..."
"What a ’hiding in plain sight’ tactic; the most dangerous place is indeed the best hiding spot."
Su Mu murmured to himself, with no more hesitation in his heart.
Whoosh-----
A dark shadow flickered on the rooftop, like a bird gliding over the city.
"Uncle Hong, I need to ask you for a favor."
"Kid, are you on the fighter jet? Why so noisy? Go ahead, what do you want me to do?"
"Help me quickly contact the Martial Arts Association Building near Lin’an New City Changhang Street and have the people inside evacuate, but don’t alarm a single blond foreign man in a white suit, and the Association building might suffer a bit of minor damage afterward."
"What are you planning?" Hong Lie was taken aback, especially hearing about the minor damage, he couldn’t help his eyelids from twitching, remembering the few buildings in the South China War Zone still vividly.
"That guy is a member of the Black Demon Society."
"The Black Demon Society... Are you sure, Blood Level?!"
"Yes."
"Alright, I understand, do you need reinforcement?"
"No need, the opponent’s not strong, I can handle it myself."
Hong Lie didn’t think much, guessing it was likely a Blood Level member of the Black Demon Society equivalent to a Sixth Level Martial Artist.
...
At the Zhejiang Martial Arts Association Headquarters, an elderly man looked at the incoming call with some confusion.
"A call from the South China General War Zone’s command?"
After answering, the elderly man listened carefully, then his expression turned serious, "Leader, do we need to..."
"Su Mu General Star is present, he will handle everything, what you need to do is immediately evacuate the public, of course, you can also prepare for both eventualities, block the nearby streets,..."
"Alright, I understand."
Soon, the provincial Martial Arts Association’s call was directly connected to the Association hall, the hall staff receiving a strange evacuation drill order, what was peculiar was a requirement within that no one on a specific floor be disturbed, or it would be considered a failure.
"Could it be a big shot from the provincial Martial Arts Association?"
The evacuation was quickly underway, a figure from a high vantage point watched everything unfold.
"About time."
"The fifteenth floor, room 1508, the nearby rooms have been emptied."
Su Mu glanced at the information from a few minutes ago, took a deep breath, and leaped from the rooftop dozens of floors high.
Room 1508.
The blond man was swirling a Bloody Mary in his glass, savoring it with a look of intoxication after a sip, "Virgin blood is indeed delicious!"
"What’s with Jason this time, taking so long?"
Hmm?
At this moment, he looked puzzled towards the window, having faintly heard the sound of waves just now.
The man in the white suit walked to the balcony.
"How can there be the sound of waves?"
Clang!
A cold gleam descended from the sky.
"You, it’s you..."
The man in the white suit recognized Su Mu, looking incredulous; his reaction was swift, blood threads rapidly filled his pupils, as he desperately attempted to activate the massive heart beneath his left chest.
Yet he couldn’t feel any heartbeat at all...
Looking down, the man in the white suit’s pupils shrank violently, seeing a line of blood in his chest quickly widen, precisely slicing him apart without harming either heart.
The man in the white suit wanted to speak but couldn’t make a sound.
With blood gushing, as his body split into two parts and collapsed with a thud.
Su Mu focused his thoughts, unleashing a burst of powerful spiritual power, leaping into the room and quickly collecting the intact body.
"Foodie!"
His spiritual power instantly transmitted to the top floor, and Foodie opened its eyes, hearing Su Mu’s call, it raised its head and let out a cry.
Amidst the sound of breaking glass.
A mystical giant bird engulfed in flames cut through the night; after a rapid descent, a tall figure appeared on its back, then the flaming bird spread its wings and soared into the distance, disappearing.
All this happened so suddenly that not until the mystical bird flew away did the people around the Martial Arts Association Building realize and show shock, causing a commotion.
"What was that just now? What exactly happened? Was this also part of the drill?"
"Was that an explosion?"
"Not an explosion... It looked like a fire phoenix?!"
The members of the Martial Arts Association branch conducting the evacuation drill also dazedly looked skyward; after several breaths, one of them trembled all over, suddenly realizing that this didn’t seem like a drill at all!
And just then, a new commotion arose from the crowd on the street.
Soon, armored vehicles arrived.
A sharp-eyed elderly man stepped out of a black luxury car.
"That... That man seems to be... President Huangfu of our Zhejiang Martial Arts Association Headquarters?"
Recognizing the elder’s identity, the branch Association members were all stunned in place.
The elderly man quickly entered room 1508, which contained nothing but a patch of bloodstains and a shattered wine glass, with almost no damage to the room’s facilities except the window.
But the lingering Sword Momentum inside the room made his skin immediately feel prickly, sensing this tremendous Sword Momentum, the elder’s mouth went dry, and his scalp tingled with numbness.
He knew a life-and-death battle must have occurred here not long ago.
"There must have been an error in the information; this most likely wasn’t a fight between Sixth Level Martial Artists..."
"It’s highly likely a duel between Martial Arts Grandmasters."
"But how did this battle end so swiftly?!"
