Chapter 6

Ning Yue, though he looked a bit disheveled, remained calm in the face of danger. He adjusted his balance in mid-air, extended his foot, and lightly kicked the roof of a minivan by the roadside, using the momentum to perform a somersault and land smoothly.

Ning Yue frowned again, muttering to himself, "Isn't the power of fire always effective against dog demons? Why isn't this dog demon afraid of fire?"

Ning Yue had been suppressing his strength; he didn't want to cause too much commotion and only intended to use the lowest level of combat power to kill this dog demon. Since the power of fire was insufficient to end the fight, Ning Yue slightly moved his body and instantly switched to another force. Just as he was about to clash with the dog demon that was charging at him, a light scolding voice rang out from above. A short-haired girl wearing shorts and a cute tank top, holding a tablet, jumped down from the rooftop by the roadside.

This girl looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a face that was overly beautiful, lively, and charming, as if a two-dimensional beauty had stepped into the real world.

Ning Yue immediately gave up on fighting the dog demon, relaxed his tense combat awareness, and showed a lazy smile, shouting loudly, "Fuli, save me!"

The short-haired girl, who had been in a good mood, immediately changed her expression when she saw the dog-headed man, unable to hold back her curse, "Damn, it's a Death Servant! Lord Yan Jifeng, you don't need to worry; I'll deal with it!"

Fuli, with her palm facing the tablet in her hand, fiercely pulled out a shining bolt of lightning from the screen and raised her hand to strike the dog-headed man with great force.

The dog-headed man, who had just leaped from the ground into the air, was hit head-on by Fuli's lightning. The lightning from the tablet, though its voltage was unknown, was undoubtedly powerful. The dog-headed man, struck by the lightning, instantly turned into charcoal, and its entire body was blasted back to the ground. It only managed to let out a惨嚎 before shattering into countless pieces of charcoal on the ground.

Fuli, holding the tablet, knelt on one knee in a very humble posture and pleaded, "Lord Yan Jifeng! Fuli arrived too late, causing these beasts to disturb you. I deserve to die ten thousand times. Please forgive me, my lord."

Ning Yue waved his hand, somewhat amused and exasperated, and said, "We've known each other for three hundred years. You know I don't care about these things. This dog demon... or the Death Servant you mentioned, absolutely can't harm me. Why be so serious?"

The short-haired girl, still very serious, said, "Lord, you are Fuli's reborn parent and have treated me very well. Protecting you is Fuli's lifelong duty."

Ning Yue could only give up on trying to persuade the short-haired girl, frowned, and couldn't help but ask, "What is a Death Servant? I've never heard of such a thing."

Fuli flipped the tablet in her hand, swiped it, and the screen lit up, showing a document which she handed to Ning Yue.

Ning Yue looked at it for a while, then returned the tablet to Fuli and said with a cold laugh, "So, someone has ascended to a Great Ancestor and used the dog demon as a template to create the Death Servant race. But what's the point of creating such a weak race?"

Fuli didn't respond. The short-haired girl silently gathered lightning, blasted the Death Servant into ashes, and then released a strong wind to scatter the ashes. She then put the tablet back into a special pocket on her back, which was just the right size for it.

The short-haired girl said calmly, "Since they've deployed the newly created Death Servant, the person whose identity can't be traced must be a god realm assassin sent to kill you. Should I arrange for someone to take care of him?"

Ning Yue pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Then send him where he belongs."

Fuli responded, and a mist rose around her, and she disappeared in the mist. Yan Jifeng sighed softly and said, "You've been watching for so long. Why don't you come out and say a few words?"

A clear and cheerful laugh rang out, and a blond youth walked directly out of a wall, which remained intact both before and after he emerged, clearly indicating that the blond youth had some strange ability to walk through walls.

"Lu Xuan! Why are you following me?"

Ning Yue frowned slightly, but the blond youth shrugged indifferently and said, "It's my first time in this city. As the underground manager of this city, shouldn't you show some hospitality?"

Ning Yue smiled and said, "As a member of the Heavenly Court, I only assist official personnel from other god realms, not defectors."

The blond youth chuckled and said, "If you were really a member of the Heavenly Court, I wouldn't have come out to invite trouble, but fortunately, you're not! If my information is correct, you should be a wanderer who hasn't been accepted by any god realm yet, Lord Fu Qingzhu!"

Ning Yue was slightly taken aback but then laughed. Fu Qingzhu was an identity he had used during the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

Although the identity of Fu Qingzhu wasn't as renowned as his true identity, Yan Jifeng, he was both a scholar and a martial artist, proficient in Confucianism and Daoism, with his calligraphy, paintings, and writings widely known. He also had a famous boxing manual and was a master of medicine, particularly skilled in male, female, and pediatric medicine, as well as the secret acupuncture technique, the Green Sack Acupuncture.

However, during the transition from the Ming to the Qing dynasty, despite his efforts to restore the Han Chinese rule, he ultimately failed to achieve anything. Emperor Kangxi repeatedly invited him to serve in the court, but Fu Qingzhu always declined, even feigning illness. Although he was specially appointed as "Cabinet Secretary," he repeatedly refused to enter the court and did not accept the imperial edicts, leading to the matter being dropped.

In official history, Fu Qingzhu "died" at the age of eighty-three, which was considered a very long life. In reality, this identity was the second layer of Yan Jifeng's disguise.

If someone were to investigate Ning Yue's identity, they would find that he was connected to a mysterious medical organization, and further investigation would reveal that this organization was called the Cold Winter Alliance.

In official history, after Fu Qingzhu's "death," the Cold Winter Alliance he founded did not disappear but continued to exist and evolved into a secret medical organization in modern times. It had several large medical institutions and related enterprises as its backbone, with tentacles extending to major medical institutions worldwide, controlling more than 70% of the advanced medical technology in modern society.

If the investigators could delve deeper and uncover the "truth," they would find that his identity as "Fu Qingzhu" had existed from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties to the founding of the People's Republic of China and even the reform and opening up, making him a nearly four-hundred-year-old monster.

Generally, once the investigation reached this point, no one would continue to pursue it further.