Gu Xiechen stroked his chin and said slowly, "Actually, whatever the dispute, we can sit down and talk it out!" Ruan Hua also stroked his chin and nodded, "That's true! It's just that Lawrence Lee is too stubborn. I only wanted to buy a few of his family's treasures.

(Read the full novel at Shiliu Literature Net) [ ] Uh, you see, he insisted on me using my sect's power to strike his family's global industries. Uh, was that necessary? Brother Evil Dragon, help me persuade him.

Harmony brings wealth!" So that was why Lawrence Lee was suddenly planning a secret auction of his family's treasures! The Asian Dao Alliance commanded the underworld of the Eastern Hemisphere, and the Nine Nether Dao was a dominating power within it. If Ruan Hua used his sect's strength against Lawrence Lee's family industries, wouldn't that be as easy as breathing?

The two holes piercing Ruan Hua's body healed rapidly, countless tendrils of flesh extending from the nearby muscles, sealing the wounds completely in the blink of an eye. He tugged at the holes in his clothes and sneered, "If it weren't for London being the Church's territory, making it difficult for us to act, I would have already robbed his family's treasury. Why bother with all this trouble?" Gu Xiechen nodded in agreement.

Given Ruan Hua's personal strength and the terrifying force behind him, robbing Lawrence Lee's family would not be difficult at all. If this weren't Vatican territory, Lawrence Lee would likely have been stripped down to his underwear already. Five minutes later, in a reception room on the second floor, Gu Xiechen and Ruan Hua sat side-by-side on a plush leather sofa.

Lawrence Lee, his face the color of dead ash, sat listlessly before them. On the verge of tears, he sat stunned for a long time before finally wailing, "Those few treasures were explicitly forbidden to be lost by our family's ancestors. I will absolutely not defy my ancestors' last words!

Unless you kill every single member of the Lawrence Lee family, those artifacts will never be sold to you!" Gu Xiechen rolled his eyes, while Ruan Hua looked at Lawrence Lee with distress. He sighed softly, "If this wasn't London, I would have wiped out your entire family already!" Twenty kilometers above the Lawrence Lee ancestral castle, a massive airship was speeding through the clouds. On the airship's enormous gas bag, a young man with an effeminate, refined beauty stood facing the wind.

His silver hair billowed, and his silver eyes flashed with cold, ruthless malice. Embroidered on his silver cloak with pale gold thread was a winged unicorn. This youth stood there like a perfect piece of art sculpted from silver, devoid of any life.

The airship rapidly approached the Lawrence Lee ancestral castle. When it was less than a kilometer away, a burly man in a silver uniform painfully climbed up the rope ladder attached to the gas bag. Shouting from afar, the big man roared at the youth, "Lord Siren, the target is ahead!

But... are we really going to attack just like this?" Siren slowly turned his head and asked coldly and mercilessly, "Are the Hell's Angels mercenaries present?" The big man shivered and replied with utmost deference, "There's a transport plane in front of the castle, it should be theirs." Smiling subtly, Siren jumped directly off the gas bag. His icy, emotionless voice drifted faintly on the air, "Then one of me is enough.

You all wait here." Siren's slender, delicate body pierced through layer after layer of dark clouds. When he was nearly a thousand meters from the ground, he spread his arms to adjust his descent, plummeting straight down like a crucifix. Cutting through the air with a sharp whistle, Siren landed precisely on Ruan Hua's transport plane parked in front of the castle.

A flash of fire erupted, and the transport plane exploded with a roar. A fireball soared into the sky, and fragments of metal swept in all directions amidst the shockwave. The low wall in front of the castle was blasted to pieces, and stones of various sizes smashed through the castle's glass windows and flew inside.

Several stones broke through the window and smashed onto the low table in front of Gu Xiechen. An exquisite bone china teapot shattered, spilling a pot of scalding hot black tea all over Ruan Hua's lap. Ruan Hua stood up without feeling anything.

He stared blankly at the fireball and black smoke rising outside where the transport plane had exploded. After a long pause, he suddenly screamed hysterically, "My 'Flying Yaksha'! My 'Flying Yaksha'!

Damn it, who blew up my 'Flying Yaksha'? That was my Christmas present!" Siren's cold and merciless voice echoed throughout the entire castle, "Idiots from the Hell's Angels mercenary group, I'm here to teach you a small lesson. Ohohoho, killing your employer right in front of you and seizing the jewels you were supposed to guard—what right does the Hell's Angels mercenary group have to remain in the mercenary world?" At least a thousand automatic rifles and a hundred automatic cannons began firing at the castle, pulverizing the lake-facing side of the structure with countless bullets and shells.

The thirty elite mercenaries Gu Xiechen brought were instantly turned into mincemeat, and the servants on the ground floor were decimated. The sudden attack stunned both Gu Xiechen and Ruan Hua for a moment. Gu Xiechen stomped his foot gloomily, "People from the Sacred Unicorn?

Have they gone mad? To actually attack us like this?" Ruan Hua, acting deliriously, rushed out brandishing his crystal palm. He howled hoarsely, "I don't care who it is!

Anyone who destroys my Christmas present has to die!" Just as Ruan Hua leaped out of the castle, a shell with a caliber of at least a hundred millimeters accurately struck his chest. Amidst the massive explosion, Ruan Hua was thrown back trailing thick black smoke. His body smashed through several walls, nearly flying out the opposite side of the castle.

Ruan Hua struggled to climb up from the ground, roaring hoarsely, "Kill everyone outside!" The dozen or so followers Ruan Hua brought were all members of the Nine Nether Dao; like Ruan Hua, they were all zombies. Unlike high-level zombies like Ruan Hua, these followers were all low-grade creatures devoid of emotion, obeying Ruan Hua's commands and killing purely on instinct. A muffled roar erupted from the throats of these followers, and a dozen low-level zombies shot out like lightning.

Gu Xiechen shoved Lawrence Lee to the ground, and an instant later, a bullet grazed past his head. Gu Xiechen sneered, "Take good care of yourselves; it seems there are quite a few people outside!" Innate Gang Qi surged from every acupoint on his body, increasing Gu Xiechen's five senses tenfold. Powerful Innate Gang Qi erupted from his feet, and Gu Xiechen transformed into an afterimage, charging out of the castle.

Just in front of the castle, over a thousand beautiful, enchanting female soldiers in silver uniforms were frantically sweeping the castle with various firearms. What made Gu Xiechen's scalp tingle even more was that behind these female soldiers were over a dozen howitzers, with a squad of female soldiers busy ejecting spent casings and reloading! "Where did so many female mercenaries come from?" Gu Xiechen's mind was in chaos.

The intelligence obtained by the Bearded Chieftain indicated that the Sacred Unicorn was seeking revenge, but did the Sacred Unicorn have such a female troop formation? What Gu Xiechen couldn't understand was why it seemed like the number of female soldiers ahead was increasing? A silver light flashed in the void, and a female soldier holding a heavy machine gun materialized out of thin air.

This beautiful girl shouted to the sky right after appearing, "Long live the Master!" Then she pulled the trigger, unleashing a meter-long tongue of fire from her heavy machine gun, showering the castle with a torrent of bullets. "This... this is!" Gu Xiechen was stunned.

"Who did you provoke?" Ruan Hua also rushed out of the castle, standing stiffly behind Gu Xiechen and saying dryly, "A Boundary Master! It can only be one Boundary Master! But this fellow's ability is so bizarre!" Ruan Hua's followers surged into the crowd of female soldiers like bolts of black lightning.

Their heavy fists slammed into the women, each blow piercing through their bodies. Flesh flew and blood sprayed. The dozen low-level zombies cut a swath through the female soldiers' ranks.

Just as they were about to charge again, dozens of silver lights simultaneously materialized beside them. This time, dozens of beautiful women strapped with explosives appeared out of nowhere. Shouting the slogan, "Long live the Master," they threw themselves toward Ruan Hua's dozen zombie followers with suicidal resolve.

Several girls grabbed onto one zombie, tightly entangling the dozen low-level zombies. Then came a fierce explosion. The dozen low-level zombies had no defense against the bombs; they were blown to smithereens along with those dozens of beautiful girls.

"Long live the Master!" Accompanied by cheers, nearly a hundred beautiful girls dressed as ninjas, wielding long sabers, materialized through streaks of silver light. These girls let out sharp battle cries, raising their long blades and surging forward like a tide toward Gu Xiechen and Ruan Hua. Even though Gu Xiechen had faced death many times, he still got goosebumps from these girls who clearly feared no death!

But instantly, scorching anger soared from Gu Xiechen's heart. Fear? He, Gu Xiechen, had felt fear?

Anger and shame flushed Gu Xiechen's face red. His heart rate skyrocketed to six hundred beats per minute, his claws became almost completely transparent, and an icy chill radiated from him. The raindrops falling within ten meters of him turned into fine ice particles.

"Kill!" Gu Xiechen roared to the sky, "What the hell is a Boundary Master?" The Snow Soul Divine Claws danced wildly; dozens of long sabers turned into scrap metal under the indestructible claws and scattered. Gu Xiechen showed no mercy; the Snow Soul Divine Claws, like soul-reaping reapers from hell, pierced through dozens of girls' bodies. Snow Soul True Gang erupted, and beautiful, graceful bodies exploded from within, blooming like scarlet ice lotuses on the grass.

All the dead girls slowly decomposed into streaks of flowing light, and dozens of these streams flew toward the crescent-shaped lake in front of the castle. Ruan Hua's eyes suddenly turned blood red. He hissed, "That Boundary Master is in the lake!

Kill!" With a fierce roar, Ruan Hua transformed into an afterimage and charged straight into the heart of the lake. Gu Xiechen, charging right behind Ruan Hua, vaguely heard Ruan Hua still muttering about the 'Flying Yaksha' and other words. A muffled sound echoed from the bottom of the lake, and a column of water shot toward the sky.

A dazzling, magnificent silver sword energy tore through the water column and stabbed directly toward Ruan Hua's lower abdomen. Ruan Hua grinned sinisterly. Completely ignoring the sword aimed at his vital lower abdomen, he formed his hands into claws and savagely swept toward the silver figure behind the sword energy.

With impeccable timing, Gu Xiechen flashed out from behind Ruan Hua. He poured all his strength into his left claw, sending three hundred and sixty consecutive claw strikes tearing through the air to assault the silver figure's flank. The silver figure let out a crisp laugh.

Ruan Hua's claws and Gu Xiechen's claw strikes squarely slammed into this person. With a tremendous boom, the three were simultaneously engulfed in a blinding flash of fire. Ruan Hua and Gu Xiechen were blasted nearly a hundred meters away, both spitting blood as they fell onto the cold, damp grass.

The effeminate, refined Siren slowly walked out of the lake water. He raised his delicate eyebrows slightly, looked at Ruan Hua and Gu Xiechen lying lifelessly on the ground, and smiled. "My children, go inside, kill everyone, and take everything of value." Siren tilted his head and issued an order to the fanatical beauties.