Snatching the pendant from Ais Te's neck, Lin Qi fled Victory Palace at top speed.
After darting wildly through the maze of streets and alleys in Berely City, Lin Qi plunged headfirst into the ramshackle slums of District XC. Sewage covered the ground, garbage lay everywhere, and the stench was suffocating. A few days earlier, Lin Qi had secretly had Wood and the others set up several hidden dens here, for use in certain special circumstances.
He stopped outside an utterly ordinary civilian house. The night wind swept through the tangled weeds atop its crumbling walls, making a rustling sound. Lin Qi circled around to the back, lightly vaulted over the wall, and slipped into the house.
As he entered, Lin Qi's body swayed slightly, and he coughed softly several times. A demigod's palm strike was not so easily endured. Even with the protection of the Mountain Seal, and despite cultivating the body-protecting technique adapted by the Osmanthus Tree, he had still suffered serious injuries.
But the Osmanthus Tree had been diligently treating Lin Qi all along the way. By the time he darted into the courtyard, his injuries had already healed by seventy percent.
Though the house looked shabby and impoverished outside, it had been arranged quite comfortably within. Brand-new wallpaper, bright lamps, new tables and chairs—these had all been secretly installed over the past few days. Alda, his face dark, and the shifty-eyed Bilibili sat at the table, pouring wine down their throats in great gulps—they had both been summoned here by Lin Qi through the brands in their souls.
Not long afterward, Elysian Heaven silently entered the room. Behind her came Donkey, walking upright on his hind legs.
"Why did Kelong Eighteen make a move?" Lin Qi looked at Donkey, his eyes widening curiously. He was not