Fortune Descends from the Heavens

"Pearl News: The day before yesterday, a pack of Swiftwind Wolves from Dinghu invaded the outskirts of Qingyuan District and has since been wiped out by guard mages. Meanwhile, the incidents of ordinary dogs in the urban area mutating into wolf beasts have been brought under control. The district chief has issued directives on regional safety precautions and governance..."

In the noodle shop below the residential complex, Mei Qian, having finished a day of studying and training, was slurping the last strand of pulled noodles from her bowl into her mouth.

The tail end of the noodle swung, and a drop of oily broth flew onto her nose.

Hearing Aunt Li, the proprietress, scrolling through short videos, she could not help thinking of the chaos on the street that day.

And how she had used Lightning Seal to kill several wolves. Luckily, her brave self had been eating noodles here at the time too, protecting Aunt Li's family, who had always been so good to her.

"Aunt Li, I'm heading back."

Insisting on paying for her meal, Mei Qian said goodbye and walked toward her building.

Since both her parents lived in their company dormitory, she basically ate all three meals a day at Aunt Li's noodle shop.

She liked eating noodles, and since she ate there every day, she couldn't just stop paying because she had helped Aunt Li the day before yesterday.

She opened the door and stepped inside.

Mei Qian frowned, and a deep look of wariness rose across her face.

Something was wrong. Who was this woman lying on her sofa!

The lock was fine. Then how had she gotten in!

A mage! In the flash of a thought, she reached that conclusion.

Immediately afterward came scene after scene from the home-invasion murder films she had watched, report after report on the news about mysterious deaths inside people's homes, and the increasingly unstable situation in Qingyuan District recently.

Mei Qian did not close the door, nor did she walk forward. Instead, she whipped around, rushed back out, and shut the door behind her.

As she ran downstairs, she thought of the things she had heard about Bai Mo these past few days and subconsciously dialed his number.

"Mei Qian? What is it?"

The phone only rang once before Bai Mo's voice came through. Hearing that familiar voice, Mei Qian relaxed slightly, with no time to wonder why the person inside had not chased after her, and said urgently, "Bai Mo, can you come to my place!"

Stopping his bicycle, Bai Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. He didn't think his romantic luck had suddenly arrived; he had never even flirted with Mei Qian.

In just an instant, he sensed something was wrong, and his tone turned slightly serious as he asked, "What happened?"

Mei Qian had already reached downstairs. She glanced at the second-floor window of her home before saying, "I just got home and found someone inside, but I don't know how she got in. The door's fine, and I locked it when I left this morning."

"You think she's a mage! Then why didn't she come out after you?"

With Bai Mo's reminder, Mei Qian, who had relaxed a little, only then realized that when she had entered her home, that woman had been lying down. And even after she had shut the door and run out, why hadn't the person come after her?

She could only mumble to Bai Mo on the other end of the phone, "I'm not too sure either. When I went inside, I saw her lying there, on the sofa. I panicked a little and ran out without looking closely."

Bai Mo nodded. Knowing that this girl was not usually very brave, he said, "Where do you live? I'll head over now."

"Fandou Street, Fandou Garden, Building xx, Floor xx, 201."

Bai Mo had no time to comment. He said, "Wait for me at the entrance to the complex," then hung up.

He got into the taxi he had just hailed.

Before long, Bai Mo saw Mei Qian at the entrance to Fandou Garden.

"Let's go! This is my first time visiting a female classmate's home."

Bai Mo gestured for her to lead the way. Hearing this, Mei Qian rolled her eyes at this unreliable person, though much of the worry in her heart did dissolve.

Under Mei Qian's lead, the two of them soon arrived at her front door.

"Give me the key. I'll open it."

Bai Mo said this to Mei Qian while holding out his hand. At some point, an earring had also appeared on his ear.

"Thanks!"

Mei Qian glanced at him and silently handed him the key.

Clack, clatter~

The door opened. Bai Mo walked in and, sure enough, saw a woman lying on the sofa.

She seemed to have fainted. Her cyan robe still bore dried bloodstains, but her graceful figure was still alluring.

Only, her face was covered by her loose, scattered hair, so he could not see it clearly.

From the look of it, she must have gone through a battle, then hidden inside a resident's home.

"Is she dead?" With someone accompanying her now, Mei Qian also carefully observed this uninvited guest. Seeing that she still had not moved after so long, she could not help asking.

"No."

Bai Mo shook his head. From this close, he could feel that the woman was still breathing. It was just extremely faint. She must have been severely injured. If he were still at Elementary Level, he might have had to lean right up to her nose to sense it.

At the same time, as the distance closed, Bai Mo finally realized.

The woman's fair skin was tinged with a dark, blackish hue. Clearly, she was not only badly injured, but poisoned as well.

No wonder that, despite being a mage, she had seemed utterly unaware of all the commotion Mei Qian had caused.

Even if she was not dead yet, without treatment, she probably would be soon.

"She looks poisoned. Should we save her?"

Mei Qian, who had been following closely beside him step for step, also noticed something wrong with the woman and asked as much.

Bai Mo shook his head again, his brows knitting as his gaze fell on the woman's face, partially hidden by her black hair.

"What decent person sneaks into someone else's home? Let's see who she is first!"

Bai Mo spoke almost to himself. The detection magic tool by his ear had not picked up anything abnormal in the woman's heartbeat frequency.

It seemed she was not pretending, so he took out a comb and reached out to brush away the hair covering her face.

When the woman's features were revealed, Bai Mo's brows twisted even tighter. His whole body tensed, and his eyes locked firmly on the unconscious woman before him.

In his eyes were lingering fear, surprise, and disbelief.

Fortune had fallen straight from the heavens.

Mei Qian keenly sensed the change in Bai Mo. She turned her head to look at him and asked in confusion, "Bai Mo, what's wrong? Do you know her?"

"I do. And I don't."

After giving a simple reply, Bai Mo took a deep breath and looked once more at the woman's face, fair but faintly blue-black, and at the small red mole between her brows.

Before Mei Qian could ask again, he aimed at that face right in front of her and took a photo, then sent it to Leng Qing.

Bai Mo: [Image]

Bai Mo: Sister Leng Qing, take a look. Is this the Blue Robe you've been investigating?

"Buzz~ buzz~"

The message had only just been sent when Leng Qing's call came through.

"What happened?"

Leng Qing's stern voice came through at once.

"Just tell me if it is or not. I'm a little nervous right now."

The other side was silent for two seconds before saying, "Yes."

"Good!" Hearing that, Bai Mo nodded. Without doing anything else, silver light flared, and a Phantom Sword dropped from midair, directly chopping off the Blue Robe's head.

Using Space Power to block the blood that was about to gush from the neatly severed neck, Bai Mo turned to Mei Qian beside him, who had covered her mouth and was forcibly holding back a cry.

Bai Mo gave her a radiant smile and said, "You really are my lucky star!"

"What are you talking about?"

Because the call had not ended, Leng Qing on the other end thought Bai Mo had said that to her, and her tone turned somewhat annoyed.

"You've gotten bold! Hurry up and explain. Where is the Blue Robe now?"

"Uh, Sister Leng Qing, I wasn't talking to you just now. Here's what happened..."

Bai Mo reacted, felt awkward for two seconds, then began explaining what had happened with Mei Qian today.

As he spoke, Leng Qing learned what had happened, and Mei Qian also learned the identity of the headless woman on the sofa.

She even patted her chest in lingering fear, secretly sighing that it was a good thing she had been careful and cautious.

After Leng Qing finished listening, she was silent for a second. Then she sighed, "This is probably the most pathetic death any Blue Robe of the Black Vatican has ever suffered."

"But you can count yourself lucky too. The poison on her came from a teammate of mine, who traded for it from a Super Level poison mage. It's a strange poison that corrodes the soul, so don't touch her with your hands."

Then she said to Bai Mo, "Still, as long as you're fine. Since you killed her, the bounty will be paid to you as usual. Just bring me her head."

"Okay." Bai Mo nodded, hung up the phone, glanced at the corpse on the sofa, waved his hand, and put it away too.

Only then did he look at Mei Qian and say, "You heard all that?"

"I... I heard." Mei Qian nodded obediently.

"Just remember to keep the Black Vatican stuff secret. Let me tell you, a Blue Robe is worth eighty million."

As Bai Mo spoke, his eyebrows rose. "We'll split it half and half. We're rich now."

"I get a share too?" Mei Qian glanced at him and said hesitantly, "I was the one who asked you for help in the first place. I don't need a share, right?"

"Tsk, tsk." Bai Mo clicked his tongue and glanced at the girl. "I'm starting to like you a little."

"Huh!?" At those words, Mei Qian's face instantly turned red, and she had no idea where to put her hands.

"Pfft, not that kind of like. Don't misunderstand. I just didn't expect there to be such a fool these days."

Seeing her like that, Bai Mo couldn't help laughing, then said, "We're splitting it. Without a koi like you leading the way, I wouldn't have made any money either."

After saying that, Bai Mo tossed her the key, then left before she could say anything else.

Mei Qian watched him leave with a faint, lingering gaze, then turned her eyes to the sofa.

It was dirty. She should replace it.

No, someone had died in the house. Should she replace that too?

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