Saint

A hunched old man emerged from a first-floor room, his expressionless gaze sweeping over Sun Hang before he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

This old man carried the same aura of "Tai Sui" as the girl.

"I met a young lady on the road, and she asked me to bring these steamed buns and fried dough sticks here," Sun Hang said, holding up the bag in his hand.

"Where is that girl?"

"I don't know. It seems she had something urgent to do, and she left after giving me the food," Sun Hang shook his head. "I don't know where she went."

"Alright, I understand," the old man said, his tone curt. "Just leave the food on the table by the door. You can go now."

"One more thing," Sun Hang said.

"..." The old man narrowed his eyes, and after a two-second pause, asked, "What is it?"

"I heard there's a 'Saint' here who can cure all sorts of difficult illnesses... even incurable ones?"

"Who told you that?"

"That girl told me."

"What illness do you have?"

"Malignant brain tumor. The doctors at Tianfu City Central Hospital told me I have at most a month and a half left... so I came to try my luck," Sun Hang replied.

The old man scrutinized Sun Hang once more before turning around. "Follow me."

Sun Hang followed the old man up six flights of stairs, stopping before a door marked "Room 602."

"Wait here," the old man told Sun Hang, then pushed the door open and went inside.

About ten minutes later, the old man emerged and said to Sun Hang, "You can go in now. The Saint is waiting for you inside."

Sun Hang felt a slight surprise. He hadn't held out much hope for this test. Even if they didn't suspect him, he figured he'd only get to interact with some low-level members. He never expected that this old man, who looked like a doorman, would allow him to meet the "Saint" directly.

Could it be that the "Saint" wasn't the highest-ranking member in this cult organization? Or was the room a trap set specifically to ambush him?

Sun Hang could sense a large amount of "Tai Sui" energy from within the room. While the quantity was significant, the quality wasn't particularly high. He felt an inexplicable confidence: with his own abilities, he could completely suppress these energies.

It was like when the thorns of Bloody Mary in the abandoned amusement park hadn't dared to approach him.

This was a kind of bloodline suppression akin to a "natural enemy," where the suppressed party had no choice but to be preyed upon.

Sun Hang walked in.

At first glance, the interior of Room 602 had clearly undergone extensive illegal renovations. All non-load-bearing walls and partitions had been removed, connecting all the rooms into a single, open space of nearly a hundred square meters.

Along the base of the walls, a row of bronze incense burners was placed, and the air was filled with the scent of incense.

Over thirty people, dressed simply and with their eyes bandaged in white gauze, knelt on cushions, seemingly in meditation. At the head of the room, a middle-aged man in a long robe, barefoot, leaned back in a young woman's arms, watching Sun Hang enter with a smile.

Everyone seated there possessed the aura of "Tai Sui," and the middle-aged man was no exception.

Sun Hang stood there, meeting the middle-aged man's gaze without speaking. This strange atmosphere persisted for about half a minute before the middle-aged man broke the silence.

"You say you came to seek medical treatment, yet you have already obtained the means of salvation."

"I don't understand," Sun Hang replied curtly.

"Han Ying died by your hand, didn't she? I can smell the 'Tai Sui' that was bestowed upon her on you," the Saint said.

"Your nose is pretty sharp." Since the other party had directly torn down the pretense, Sun Hang no longer intended to play coy. "Where is Tai Sui... I mean, its true form."

"Are you from the Investigation Bureau... or a Hunter?" the Saint asked. "But regardless of your identity, you should already understand that 'Tai Sui' is different from other Anomalies, shouldn't you?"

After saying this, the Saint stood up, spread his arms towards Sun Hang, and said in a deep voice, "Not just you, but everyone here. They can all feel that it was 'Tai Sui' that granted them new life, and 'Tai Sui' will grant them the future!"

"Are you... trying to recruit me?" Sun Hang asked.

"No, this isn't recruitment," the Saint shook his head. "You understand Anomalies better than ordinary people, so you should also understand that 'Tai Sui' is unique... The most painful things in life are birth, aging, sickness, and death, but 'Tai Sui' can completely erase them. All you need to do is offer your devotion to 'Tai Sui'."

"Don't I need to pay?" Sun Hang tilted his head, reaching up to scratch the back of his head. "I don't have much money."

"No... I think there must be some misunderstanding between us," the Saint continued. "As long as you are willing to join us and worship 'Tai Sui' with us, you will receive 'Tai Sui's' blessings... We don't force material wealth. What we value more is the devotee's sincerity."

"No wonder..." Sun Hang nodded. "That cult organization that was busted before, their Cult Leader was living in a villa and driving luxury cars, yet you're still holed up in this unfinished building... This is probably what they call a 'lesson learned'... Honestly, it's better to be low-key. At least you won't easily get caught by the Investigation Bureau."

"We are different from them, and 'Tai Sui' is different from the Anomalies they nurtured," the Saint shook his head. "Those people fed their Anomalies with human flesh and blood, attempting to create a catastrophic disaster. But we, with the blessings of 'Tai Sui', save all living beings and give those in desperate situations a glimpse of hope for life..."

"No... you are still feeding your Anomalies with human flesh and blood. It's just that before you fed dead people, and now you're feeding living people," Sun Hang shook his head. "Although neither is good, at least you're smarter than your predecessors. You've gone from 'draining the pond to catch the fish' to sustainable development—after all, killing one person only feeds the Anomaly for one meal; but by using parasitism, relying on the host's life force to continuously nourish the Anomaly, one human life can last for several years. In terms of cost-effectiveness, I admit your method is more brilliant."

The expression in the Saint's eyes changed instantly. He took a step closer to Sun Hang. "So what... Many people would have already died if I hadn't intervened to save them. But after receiving 'Tai Sui's' blessing, their lives have been extended for many more years. Isn't that a good thing?"