In the secret underground room, Jiang Liuyue clutched her chest as she struggled to adjust her breathing and rhythm, gritting her teeth in pain. The pain from the backlash from the destruction of the clay clone had inflicted unprecedented damage on her body. Her face was green and red from the pain, and she had even bitten her lip until it bled. At the same time, she endured the pain and cast a spirit talisman — Ah Ying, hurry up and recover!
This was the life talisman, which had once been linked to Jiang Liuying's soul, and could share her location after being cast. Jiang Liuyue had been controlling her clay clone earlier, and hadn't had the time to use this life talisman to contact Jiang Liuying.
She hoped that Jiang Liuying wouldn't go near Shadow Stream's headquarters, which had already been taken over by a large group of cats …
But the life talisman floated in the air, and there was no response for a long time. The Master of Shadow Stream pounded the ground in resentment … it was already too late!
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The Monk and a group of cats rummaged through Shadow Stream's headquarters for a long time, and only seized some immortal elixirs and spirit medicines as well as one-time-use magic treasures. These magic treasures were used by Shadow Stream killers for assassination missions, and actually weren't of much use to a cat group like the Independent Regiment, which relied on direct firepower output.
Apart from this, there were boxes upon boxes of money. There were stacks upon stacks of hundred yuan bills in the boxes, and there were dozens of them. There were also some gold bricks and antiques. The Monk made a rough estimate; if these things were converted into HNY, they would be worth at least several billion.
Wang Ling was deeply shocked by such an enormous amount of money. He felt that this was definitely the Master of Shadow Stream's bad taste; from a cultivator's point of view, they often viewed worldly money as worthless.
In Huaxiu nation, HNY was still the most common currency, and anything could be bought in HNY. However, for cultivators, HNY was generally used for daily necessities. If they wanted to buy a magic treasure, they would usually trade it in elixirs or magic treasures of equivalent value, which was more intuitive and easier to understand. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to count millions or even tens of millions of dollars worth of money.
Oh, by the way, it was worth mentioning that Father Wang had bought the Chanel brand magic sword for Wang Ling back then with gritted teeth and three million yuan on his back. In order to count these coins, the salesperson at the flagship store of Chanel's Legend of the Sword and Fairy spent a full three hours …
In the end, this immortal sword hadn't even warmed up in Wang Ling's hands when he broke it with a crack …
"Commander, we're rich!" The Monk's face was full of excitement as it reported what it had seized to Zheng Tan.
"Alright, keep these things properly. From now on, all the cats in our Independent Regiment will be able to drink big bowls of milk and eat big mouthfuls of fish! "Zheng Tan put its hands on its hips proudly.
"But Guild Leader, there's something that looks very strange." As the monk spoke, he ordered the cats behind him to carry a stone box over.
The stone box wasn't big, but it was quite heavy. Two Foundation Establishment stage cats could barely lift it. When the stone box was placed on the ground, it was obvious that the loose soil on the ground immediately sunk in.
The Monk stared at the stone box and said, "This thing was found in the innermost room of Shadow Stream's headquarters. It looks a little like an antique. Guild Leader, do you know what it is? "
Wang Ling and Zheng Tan's gazes were focused on the stone box. It was squarish with curved corners and had neat patterns on all four sides; it looked like a work of art. The reason why it had attracted the attention of the Monk and the other staff officer cats was that they could smell the faint scent of blood on the stone box.
"This thing has obviously been stained with blood, but I don't know what it is." Staring at the stone box, Zheng Tan frowned and turned its gaze to Wang Ling. "Immortal Meow, what do you think?"
Wang Ling's pupils shone slightly as he scanned the entire stone box with his gaze. In the end, he was astonished to find that the inside of the stone box was hollow; it was actually a template! And from its shape, it looked very much like a mask …
At that moment, the stone ghost mask flashed through Wang Ling's mind.
He somehow felt that the pattern on the outside of the stone box had the same wonderful effect as the stone ghost mask.
In the end, Wang Ling put the stone box away. He felt that this thing should be able to provide Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal with a lot of new clues about the stone ghost mask.
Of course, the cats in the Independent Regiment naturally wouldn't have any objections to Wang Ling taking the stone box away.
This was Immortal Meow …
Even if Immortal Meow wanted to hand over all the supplies they had seized, they wouldn't have any objections!
In fact, it was just that Wang Ling wasn't interested in these supplies. Furthermore, it was really hard for Wang Ling to imagine that the grand Shadow Stream headquarters actually didn't even have a bag of crispy noodle snacks!
Sure enough, this bunch of people who didn't eat crispy noodle snacks had no love!
They didn't even have crispy noodle snacks; no wonder they were labeled a terrorist organization!
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Zheng Tan and the others would be responsible for dealing with the Shadow Stream killers who had already been blasted into charcoal on the ground, so Wang Ling didn't need to worry at all. This group of people had now completely lost the ability to fight, and probably wouldn't wake up for a while.
But before he left, Wang Ling cast a spell at the entrance to Shadow Stream's headquarters. It was a simple teleportation array that directly connected to Songhai First Prison …
After that, Zheng Tan swiftly withdrew with a full load of supplies and the cat soldiers around it. Not long after they left the headquarters on the top of the mountain, a proud girl wearing a cap and a mask swiftly approached the top of the mountain.
But when she was halfway up the mountain, she suddenly felt that something was a little strange. She hadn't seen a single person along the way, and somehow felt that Shadow Stream's command center was especially quiet today.
"Mo Li clearly told someone that big sister was looking for me, so why isn't there anyone here now?" The girl felt very strange, but she had no other way to contact Jiang Liuyue. When she had escaped from the prison, she had accidentally lost the life talisman; it had probably been washed away in the sewers.
The only way now was to go up to the top of the mountain and take a look; maybe big sister was in a meeting.
With this thought in mind, the girl continued to climb the mountain. But the closer she got to the top, the stranger her expression became — she smelled gunpowder smoke!
"Big sister!"
Jiang Liuying gritted her teeth anxiously and rushed to the top of the mountain in a few quick strides. She quickly found the entrance to the headquarters, opened the manhole cover, and jumped down …
It was at that moment that the girl finally realized that she had fallen into a trap!
But it was already too late.
With a burst of glazed light, the girl felt herself enter a space tunnel. After jumping for a while, she fell into a black hole.
When the light around her dissipated, the girl had already appeared on a brand new map.
It was still that incomparably thick barrier from a distance, and still that unclimbable perimeter wall …
Songhai First Prison — she had actually been sent back here!
At that moment, Jiang Liuying felt a trace of despair.
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