Three days later.
The tension hanging over Mystic City could be cut with a knife. For the past three days, tens of people have been killed.
To make it even more shocking, every dead body had its head exploded.
Such brutal and cruel killings were unlike anything the city had ever seen before.
Fear gripped everyone's mind.
Who knew when the angel of death would visit them?
However, what the common people failed to notice was that these dead people had something in common: they were all lackeys of the Gong clan and the hidden clans.
At the beginning of the killings, the city lord had been alarmed, but when they discovered that these were spies sent by their enemies, they understood someone was helping the city from the shadows.
Although the Mystic City guards could not wantonly kill people, even though they knew many spies lurked around the city, they were still a neutral force and needed to be careful not to anger their enemies. But now, they couldn't help but be happy.
Since the killings had nothing to do with them, they could stand by the side and watch the spies killed one after another.
Inside the City Lord's mansion, three men stood before the City Lord with grave expressions.
"City Lord, you must give us an explanation," the Da Patriarch demanded in a cold voice.
His voice was filled with righteous indignation. "Everyone was already on edge, but with these senseless killings going around, how could the people have peace of mind?"
"That's right. My clansmen are now afraid to go out. How could you allow this?" the Bao Patriarch added, his veins bulging with anger.
As for the last patriarch, he did not speak, but his darkened expression said it all.
The City Lord watched the three men with a smirk playing on his lips. When the city was still stable and the academy was trying to maintain a peaceful balance, he might have played along with their schemes. But now, the Mystic City Path Academy did not care and could not wait for them to bare their fangs.
Looking at the quiet City Lord, the three patriarchs were scared inwardly.
"'What is with that look?'" they wondered. "Have they found anything?"
"No, impossible! He must be trying to intimidate us."
"Humph! Without us, how could the city run smoothly?"
The Patriarchs exchanged a knowing glance, and the last Patriarch spoke with a deep, measured voice. "City Lord, if you are going to handle the situation, you give us no choice but to handle it ourselves."
His voice carried a subtle threat, but the City Lord chose to ignore it. "I can't wait for that killer to make their head explode," he thought inwardly with a grim grin.
Clearing his throat, the City Lord spoke lazily. "Since you can handle the situation yourself, why do you come to bother me?"
"Go and handle the situation. I wish you luck." He rose to his feet. "I need to prepare for another Master Teacher open lecture."
Hmm.
The three patriarchs wore unsightly expressions. They never thought the City Lord would disregard their subtle threat.
"Very well…"
They nodded and departed with hearts boiling with rage. How could a mere Peak Stage First Rated Martial Artist look down on them?
Although each of their clans had remained low-key for the past couple of decades, each of them had many Master Realm Cultivators in their ranks.
More importantly, there was hope that their clans could produce an Expert Realm Cultivator.
"You just wait. It's only a matter of time before you and that old dean fall into our hands," the Bao Patriarch muttered, with the others nodding in agreement.
The City Lord did not care about their threats or plans. Now that all the spies' lives were in danger, how could they dare act freely in the city?
Without thinking about them, he left the grand hall to prepare for the Mei Ling open lecture.
…
Outside, the three Patriarchs stopped before their carriages.
"We follow the plan," the Da Patriarch whispered with a sinister grin. "We must not allow the open lecture to happen."
"That must not happen. We will stop it by all means," the Bao Patriarch nodded.
"My people are already lying in wait. I'm just waiting for the signal," the Lei Patriarch said with an evil chuckle.
How could they hope to conduct an open lecture with them around?
Naive!
Today, they would shock the world and show everyone that the two academies were nothing. What were heavenly-chosen Master Teachers?
When they turned them into an evil group, let's see who would believe them.
With an evil laugh, the three patriarchs departed. To them, their plan could never fail.
As for the serial killers, they only acted during the night.
Unknown to them, all their actions were noticed by a girl—a beggar.
Watching the carriage, the girl rushed to leave her spot to report the intelligence.
…
The Da Patriarch's carriage moved slowly. The luxurious carriage spoke of nobility, and when pedestrians saw it, they moved out of the way immediately.
Although the various hidden clans had remained low-key, their wealth was not something an ordinary clan could compare with.
While the Da Patriarch sat proudly inside the carriage, he remained unaware of the danger that was already locked on his carriage.
Two hundred meters away, two men lay on the roof of an eight-story building. Through a Runic Sniper Scope, the shooter placed a hand on the trigger.
Click!
Whoosh!
An energy bullet shot, cutting through the air with breathtaking speed.
Bang!
The coachman's head exploded and fell from the seat. The horses sensed the danger and neighed in fright.
"What happened?"
Seated inside the carriage, the Da Patriarch wore a grave expression. He felt something was not right.
"Is it possible the serial killer has targeted me?" he mused, then shook his head. "That's impossible. This is broad daylight. They wouldn't dare," he sneered and opened the door to see what was going on.
Whoosh!
Unfortunately, the moment he stretched his head out of the door, he was locked on.
Bang!
Before he could open his mouth to ask what was going on, his head exploded like a melon.
Until death, he would never understand how he was killed.
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