Chapter 85

The woman responded and was about to leave. It was clear that she did not want to stay by Yu Renyan's side any longer.

"Wait a moment!" Yu Renyan called out to her.

The young woman's whole body trembled instantly, but she did not dare to show any reaction, only managing to force a smile.

Yu Renyan suddenly shook his head and said, "It's fine, you can go out."

After the young woman left, Yu Renyan sat down in the armchair and began to think. Since his return, he had always felt that something was off, as if he had overlooked something very important. He decided to calm down and start recalling everything from entering the city to returning to his residence, every place he had been and every event he had experienced.

He suddenly slapped his thigh forcefully, and his pupils turned into dangerous vertical slits! He remembered, the problem lay with the young man who had brushed past him, the one carrying the Eagle Strike! The young man was dressed as an adventurer, with a strong smell of the slums, but beneath this pungent odor, there was a sweet scent. This familiar feeling was the memory Yu Renyan had tasted from the rotten flesh. It was the smell of power, there was no mistake!

That young man was the one who killed General Wu Zhengnan's illegitimate son, Qi Yue! At the time, Yu Renyan had felt something was off, but then the swaggering werewolf man on the street had caught his attention, and he had overlooked it.

Yu Renyan did not expect that a moment of negligence would make him miss the core target of this mission!

He sprang to his feet and then slowly sat down, a playful smile appearing on his face.

Thinking about the young man's sudden steps to increase the distance, and the Eagle Strike on his back, Yu Renyan felt the game had become even more interesting. Not everyone could handle something like Eagle Strike. But the traces of power explosions he saw at the crime scene indicated that the opponent would not be higher than level four. To be able to use Eagle Strike at level four or below? This was highly unconventional.

Yu Renyan took out the map of Dark Blood City and began to examine the area where he had encountered the young man. His finger traced several streets, stopping at Bronze Copper Street, and then he measured the distance to Nantang District and Donghu District with his tiger mouth.

Since he had seen the person in person, whether the other party was in disguise or in different attire did not matter. As long as he searched slowly, they would surely meet again in this city where the storm had already arrived.

Yu Renyan was not in a hurry at all. He had a premonition that the chase and battle before the mystery was revealed would be particularly interesting. Level three or four power, military combat techniques, Eagle Strike, ultra-long-range sniping skills—what would General Wu Zhengnan's reaction be if he knew this information?

In a small inn, Qian Ye finally woke up from a deep sleep. He ordered a large basin of hot water, undid the bandages he had wrapped and secured three days ago, and prepared to change the medicine. But after removing the layers of gauze, Qian Ye was somewhat surprised to find that most of the wounds had already closed, and the dark power inside the wounds had long disappeared. The healing speed was much faster than he had expected!

In the deepest and largest wound on his left rib, a bit of dark power still remained. After washing off the solidified medicine, Qian Ye finally noticed what had happened.

The area around the wound was gathering almost all the blood qi in his body, including the purple blood qi. These blood qi were constantly tearing at the dark power, slowly assimilating it. Clearly, over the past three days, each wound had been slowly self-cleansed.

The most troublesome part of the injuries had been resolved in this way!

The purple blood qi devoured faster than the other seven strands of blood qi combined. It had devoured most of the dark power and then became lazy, slowly entering the bloodline rune of the vampire constitution and settling down. The purple blood qi began to grow significantly, continuously emitting blood threads finer than hair, merging into the bloodline rune.

The rune began to grow and change, becoming a more complex new rune. In this process, all the blood qi in Qian Ye's body began to surge, his heart began to beat strongly, and the speed of blood flow increased several times!

The power in Qian Ye's body began to surge toward his heart, being absorbed and then instantly spewed out as bright red blood, flowing to all parts of his body.

As this special blood surged throughout his body, Qian Ye felt as if millions of ants had come to life inside him, constantly crawling, causing pain and itching, making him extremely uncomfortable. He swayed, and except for his mind, his entire body seemed to lose contact with the central nervous system, finally falling onto the bed.

In Qian Ye's body, the smallest cells were instantly activated to their maximum, blood, muscles, and bones were constantly growing and changing structure. It was an extremely subtle feeling, as if the entire world had come to life, and even the tiniest air and dust had its own world, birth, growth, aging, and death.

Qian Ye felt empty as if hanging from a high cliff. The changes in his inner world were mostly related to the power realm, and he could not determine what the problem was.

Qian Ye did not know how humans with Dawn Power fell to the side of Eternal Night, but after the battlefield of the Blood Rose team, when the black sun seemed to break through the barrier and descend, he had a constant sense of fear in his subconscious. However, at this moment, the only thing he could do was to grit his teeth and maintain consciousness, as if this could retain the light.

The power in Qian Ye's body rapidly declined, and in a moment, it was completely drained by his heart!

Only then did the heart stop pumping out the special blood. However, the changes and growth inside Qian Ye's body continued for a whole day and night before gradually stopping.

When the entire process was complete, Qian Ye was able to get out of bed. He stood barefoot on the cold stone floor, looking at his hands and feet, which seemed to have no abnormalities, but he felt something strange about his body, as if the central nervous system and limbs were far apart, making it difficult to move as he wished.

He walked to the mirror by the wardrobe but lost his balance and stumbled, grabbing the back of a chair. He heard a creaking sound, and the chair back, made of iron pipes, was deformed by Qian Ye's grip!

Qian Ye was startled, looking at his hands, unsure of what to do. He suddenly grabbed the chair and, with a few twists, turned it into a pile of scrap iron. What kind of strength was this?

Originally, in terms of individual strength, Qian Ye could already match a level five combat soldier. But now, even a combat soldier like the Sky Snake, who specialized in physical strength, would be suppressed by him without using power!

The rune was still of the vampire constitution, but it had now become an advanced ability.

Qian Ye took out a dagger and made a cut on his arm. The feeling of the blade was like cutting through specially treated animal skin; he had to apply considerable force to cut through the skin. Qian Ye added more force, and the tip of the blade sank into the skin, leaving a one-inch-long, one-centimeter-deep wound on his arm.

As soon as the wound appeared, the surrounding muscles contracted on their own, only seeping a few drops of blood and then stopping. Qian Ye's blood qi began to surge, gathering around the wound, and the wound began to close. After a moment, a tingling sensation appeared inside, indicating that it was healing. At this rate, it would take only one night to fully recover.

In addition to his surprise, Qian Ye silently recorded the relevant data, becoming even more cautious and vigilant about future battles with higher-level vampires.

He put down the dagger, moved his limbs on the spot, and performed a few basic military combat techniques. As he became more familiar with his body, the sense of imbalance gradually disappeared.

Qian Ye walked to the mirror and looked at himself. Fortunately, he still looked human, with no significant changes in appearance or physique, except for a more refined and gentle contour, and a more lustrous and delicate skin, with almost no visible pores.

Qian Ye's face darkened, and he kicked the full-length mirror, flipping it over.

He looked at the mechanical clock on the wall; it was three hours before midnight, and he still had time to eat something. When Qian Ye opened the disguise kit, he angrily pushed aside the fake mustache and wrinkles and used only the skin dye to make himself look malnourished and yellowish-black.

In the next three hours, Qian Ye visited four restaurants, eating enough for five adult men at each, before his churning insides felt a bit more comfortable.

When the vampire constitution became an advanced ability, Qian Ye's entire body was screaming with hunger, a common energy deficiency after advancing. Without energy potions, he could only rely on ordinary food, and dozens of times the normal amount seemed to disappear into a bottomless pit.

Qian Ye finally calmed his stomach before the scheduled action time and then disappeared into the night of Dark Blood City like a ghost.

At the Sky Snake Gang headquarters, Sky Snake finally woke up from his coma. He moved slightly and felt a piercing pain in his left side. Fortunately, his arms and legs still had sensation, which reassured him somewhat.

"Where is everyone?" Sky Snake called out, and the family doctor and his trusted servant immediately entered the room. Sky Snake waved away the doctor's examining hand and said in a deep voice, "I'm not dead yet, call everyone here."

When Sky Snake was helped to sit down in the dining room, all the high-ranking members of the Sky Snake Gang were present. The large round table was set with a sumptuous midnight snack, but the empty seats around the table made the scene seem somewhat cold and desolate.

The veins on Sky Snake's temples twitched, and he asked calmly, "Where is Mr. Liao?"

A Sky Snake Gang elder looked around and, seeing no one speak, had to speak up, "Mr. Liao... is dead. Last night, he was shot in the heart with a power gun at his home."

"What kind of gun?" Sky Snake asked coldly.

"From the traces at the scene, it might be... the Butcher."

Sky Snake's pupils suddenly narrowed. This ruled out the possibility of a small-time thief breaking in. Anyone who could afford the Butcher would not need to do such a thankless job. This could only mean that the attacker was targeting the Sky Snake Gang.

Sky Snake's gaze swept across the table, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where is Wild Bee?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally, the elder spoke up, "Wild Bee announced his departure from the Sky Snake Gang and then joined the Earth Flame Gang."

With a bang, Sky Snake slammed his hand on the table, causing the dishes and utensils to rattle! He had used too much force, pulling at his wounds, and his face contorted in pain.

Wild Bee was one of the four top experts of the Sky Snake Gang. His departure at this time was a heavy blow to the entire gang. However, the Earth Flame Gang was the largest gang in Dark Blood City, with a president who was a level six power user. Sky Snake could not afford to provoke the Earth Flame Gang. He had to swallow this bitter pill.

Sky Snake stood up and said, "Have you found the sniping location? Take me there!" At that moment, the round table made of fine golden-threaded nanmu wood creaked and broke into pieces, with dishes and food rolling to the ground. Sky Snake did not even glance at the mess and stepped out of the room first.

A moment later, Sky Snake stood at the location where Qian Ye had sniped him that night. He walked to the window, pulled over a chair, and sat down, mimicking Qian Ye's position to look out the window. From this position, he could overlook the entire front of the Sky Snake Gang headquarters, with an impeccable angle.

Sky Snake turned around and looked sternly at his subordinates, seeing that everyone's eyes were shifting, avoiding his gaze. Even the usually arrogant Falcon was now just staring at the ground, focusing on a small area in front of his toes.

Everyone knew the angle was perfect.

The problem was the distance.