When I Awakened

The present world, the underground.

The handsome young man slowly opened his eyes and stretched.

"What happened to you just now?" the gaunt woman lying on him asked curiously. "You were lost in thought for a good quarter of an hour."

The Calm Wrath Buddha Son reached out and patted the dry, brittle head of Mingfei behind him:

"It's okay."

"Something's definitely up," Mingfei pouted and muttered softly, "You seem very happy right now, extremely happy."

"I haven't seen you this happy in a long time, not even when you met that exceptionally handsome bald man."

"Even Mahakala, it was never like this."

The Buddhist monk scratched his bald head:

"Really? It's nothing really, it's just that I think I've found a ray of light."

"A beam of light?" The Withered Woman asked like a curious child, "What is it?"

"It's still uncertain whether it's true or false."

The Buddhist disciple was slightly lost in thought.

"Do you think there really is a God who has mercy on all living beings?"

"There's a watermelon and pineapple peel!"

The ugly, withered Mingfei pouted:

"How can someone who is not greedy, cold-blooded, and extremely selfish Becoming a God?"

"Yeah yeah."

The Buddhist disciple murmured, recalling the compassion shown by the mysterious celestial being for Jiangzhou.

And then there's the unimaginable splendor of the old world that He spoke of.

"But what if it really exists?"

The Buddhist disciple pinched Human Treasure's face hard, and the exhausted Niu Dali let out a low hiss of resentment.

"Hmm, it seems it wasn't a dream."

The Buddhist disciple muttered to himself, glancing at the Human Treasure:

"Stop yelling! Once you've cleared a path out of Jiangzhou for me, I'll give you away, you fake Buddha!"

"Team 10 received. They are currently conducting a neighborhood search for the two undercover agents."

Zhou Muneo, wearing a mask, spoke in a low voice into the headset:

"Actually, I think it doesn't matter whether we arrest them or not."

As he spoke, he listened quietly to his heartbeat, chose the most populated residential building, and waved his hand.

A violent gust of wind from the palm strike whistled out, and amidst screams, all the windows of the building shattered.

Zhou Muneo sprayed a light red mist towards the residential building and continued speaking into the headset:

"After all, the Divine Descent in the Lower-Level District will begin within half an hour, at which point the Flesh and Blood Mycelial Blanket will immediately take shape, making it impossible for the two of them to leave Jiangzhou City."

The laughter of the group leader from Group Eight came through the headset:

"If you're not going to catch them, then don't search. It's still a merit, big or small. Most importantly, one of the two Martial Arts Master was seriously injured."

"Their skin, flesh, blood, and bones are all top-quality treasures, and their internal organs are all top-grade Five Elements Great Medicine!"

Zhou Muneo pouted:

"I was just saying, but we still have to arrest them. It's just a matter of who's faster."

As he spoke, he pressed the button on his headset, temporarily turning it off.

"Team leader," Lin Xiaocao said casually, "If we really get caught, I'm not going to fight. For us level Twelve Refinements, a mere graze against Martial Arts Master would be enough to injure us, a single blow would be fatal."

The other nine group members nodded in agreement.

"Who gave you permission to go in?"

As Zhou Muneo walked, he said irritably:

"Just help suppress it. If I actually manage to get my hands on the corpse, the one who helps the most will get a share of its entrails!"

The group members' eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but lick their lips and swallow.

They were all Twelve Refinements.

What limits them is the Five Elements Great Medicine —natural Five Elements Great Medicine is too expensive; even one might not be enough, it could take many.

Artificial Great Medicine is similar to Natural Great Medicine; under normal circumstances, even hundreds of hearts might not be enough to uncover the Heart's Great Secret.

But if it were a Martial Arts Master, someone who had already discovered the most secret organs to use as Artificial Great Medicine,

One serving is enough.

This medicine is also known as a 'top-grade medicine'.

Of course, this thing is extremely rare and can only be obtained by chance; it cannot be removed from the body for more than twelve hours, and it almost always requires immediate killing.

Under normal circumstances, how could Martial Arts Master be so easy to kill?

Each and every one of them is a renowned powerhouse!

Lin Xiaocao said with drooling:

"Team leader, I have a feeling this deal is going to be a success. I'm going to find a supermarket and get a pot; it'll be convenient to cook heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, or grill them later."

"Can you stop being so disgusting?" Zhou Muneo kicked her. "Just extract the secret substance directly, why are you actually going to bite it?"

"Putting it directly on your lips minimizes damage! We won't get prions anyway."

Lin Xiaocao muttered to herself as the group entered a new neighborhood, their goggles precisely identifying whether each person was infected with the Flesh and Blood Plague.

Before their arrival, sixty advance teams had already quietly spread the Flesh and Blood Plague within Jiangzhou City.

There were few people on the street at the moment. An elderly woman in her eighties was sitting on a chair, selling roasted sweet potatoes.

"How can there be people like this in District Three?" one of the team members wondered. "This may be a small town, but it's still District Three, isn't it?"

"That's normal. Not everyone in the District Three is wealthy. There are plenty of male and female servants, nannies, and drivers—mostly family members of some servant."

As Lin Xiaocao spoke, she walked forward with a smile.

The old man slowly raised his head, looked at the people in protective suits and masks, and said blankly:

Are you a disinfection team?

She saw the little girl with pigtails walk up and nodded, saying in a clear voice:

"Yes, the disinfection team."

"Oh!"

The old lady smiled happily and said:

"The disinfection team is great, the disinfection team is great! They're more promising than my grandson. Here, Nuwa, want some sweet potato? You look tired."

Her smile was kind.

"Grandma is asking you. By the way, what kind of disinfection or pest control do you do?"

"Grandma," Lin Xiaocao approached with a sweet smile, "We're here to eliminate the inferior."

The old woman looked bewildered, thinking she was hard of hearing.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Xiaocao raised the sprayer and precisely and lightly touched the button.

A small puff of red mist entered the old man's nostrils.

"Oh dear, kid, you sprayed the wrong thing, you sprayed the wrong thing."

The old man suddenly coughed violently, collapsed to the ground in pain, and a cart full of steaming sweet potatoes overturned in the process.

She made a labored, gasping sound, and lumps of flesh floated on her wrinkled skin. She reached out and grasped at the sweet potatoes that had rolled to the ground, as if she were feeling sorry for them.

Just a few seconds.

The old man curled up in a ball, unconscious. Only the small lumps on his body kept shrinking and pulsating, as if they were alive, or as if they were waiting.

"Wuhu!" Lin Xiaocao mimicked the sound of scoring in a game, playfully making a peace sign. "Another point! Forty-seven today! I still need fifty-three more to reach my target!"

"Alright!" Zhou Muneo laughed and scolded, "I think you're just bored."

He suddenly raised an eyebrow, and an urgent call came through his earpiece:

"We've spotted two undercover agents, fleeing towards Sixth Avenue with an unconscious child!"

Sixth Avenue?

Zhou Muneo glanced at the road sign and his eyes lit up:

"We've got work done, get ready!"

They quickly and indiscriminately sprayed red mist towards nearby residential buildings.

Then they waited quietly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

A whooshing sound came from afar, and Lin Xiaocao swiftly dodged to the street corner.

"Here they come! Team leader, let's go!"

The figure had reached the long street when it suddenly stopped.

"This is troublesome," Li Qiuhua said, carrying the unconscious boy on her back, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

Beside him, Old Yu clutched his stomach, glanced back, and sighed in despair.

"We're surrounded."

At each intersection on the street, figures rushed towards them.

There were five groups, totaling more than fifty people.

One by one, the members of the Twelve Refinements group dispersed, preparing to seize an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Five martial arts masters at the group leader level slowly surrounded them.

Li Qiuhua gently and slowly placed Little Fusheng on the ground, back to back with Yu Chengzong:

"Old Yu, it seems we're going to die here today. There's no chance to send Little Fusheng away."

Old Yu grinned.

"They're all dirty, doing one is enough to break even, doing two is a huge profit!"

He adjusted his breathing, his heart began to pound, emitting a heavy drumbeat, preparing for a desperate fight.

"Attack together!" Zhou Muneo shouted, opening his mouth and spitting out a white streak that tore through the air!

"Rise!" Yu Chengzong roared, his Blood Qi Beacon erupting forth like a Qi and Blood torrent, transforming into a massive palm print that, with a thrust and a block, sent the white ribbon tumbling askew.

The bolt of lightning struck a distant residential building, unleashing a burst of intense white light that tore the entire building apart into rubble!

A single blow destroyed the building.

The other four group leaders also came to hunt them down, although Martial Arts Master had only unlocked the secrets of a single internal organ.

However, the organs they open are different; the one who digs out the Liver's Great Secret gleams with divine light, while the one who digs out the Spleen's Great Secret surges with Blood Qi Beacon.

There is also the one who unlocks the Lung's Great Secret, whose roar can shatter the earth and tear up a terrifying wave of mud and rocks. The last one is the one who unlocks the Kidney's Great Secret, whose physical strength is unparalleled, and who strides out with a ferocious momentum step by step!

Li Qiuhua was diagnosed with Heart's Great Secret. He also emitted white light from his mouth, causing his internal organs to vibrate. The white light, like a bolt of lightning, split open the surging tide of mud and rocks!

Yu Chengzong roared, using a portion of his externally generated Qi and Blood to protect the unconscious boy, while the rest transformed into fists, palms, swords, and knives to fight the enemy!

Both of them were very senior, especially Yu Chengzong, who was practically a second top-secretary.

But ultimately, it was two against five, and they also had to protect Little Fusheng.

In just a moment, the two were completely suppressed. Yu Chengzong's abdominal wound tore open, and blood rained down. Li Qiuhua fared even worse, as a white streak of lightning pierced through her chest!

But they neither retreated nor fled; they fought to the death, each move aimed at exchanging lives.

The five group leaders naturally refused, as they were inherently less assertive.

The two sides are locked in a stalemate!

After another collision, Yu Chengzong's left hand was severed by Shenhua. The two separated briefly, each adjusting their breathing and slowly gathering their strength.

Why bother?

Lin Xiaocao, hiding behind several team leaders, shouted from a distance:

"Surrender and you'll at least be spared torture, or at least be taken back to the station. What's the point of resisting?"

Old Yu and Li Qiuhua exchanged a glance, and they were genuinely tempted.

The former hesitated for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice:

"If we surrender, could you spare this child's life?"

"He's been unconscious ever since, he knows nothing!"

Yu Chengzong pointed to the unconscious boy on the ground.

The five team leaders, panting heavily, exchanged glances, smiles appearing in their eyes. Zhou Muneo spoke loudly:

"Of course. He's just an ordinary person; we can release him without hesitation. I can even arrange for him to be sent out of Jiangzhou."

Yu Chengzong coughed up blood, paused for a moment, and then the Blood Qi Beacon from his body slowly dissipated.

Li Qiuhua gritted her teeth:

"Old Yu, it's very likely a fake."

"I know, but I have to try. I'm all alone, and at this moment, I have no will to live," Old Yu a low voice.

"But Wentao is still waiting for Little Fusheng to come home."

Li Qiuhua paused for a moment, then sighed softly. The white, precious light that lingered between her teeth slowly dimmed.

She picked up Little Fusheng and gently tossed him:

Please.

"I'll take him!" Lin Xiaocao smiled and took the boy from her arms, exclaiming in amazement, "What a handsome boy!"

The five team leaders walked towards the two who had surrendered, now having no chance to resist.

"Kill them," Zhou Muneo said to Lin Xiaocao, turning back to her. Old Yu and Li Qiuhua's lips trembled.

As expected.

"No way!" Lin Xiaocao pouted, licking her lips. "I want to play with him a little before killing him. He's... kind of handsome. Hey, little puppy, you're awake?"

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around in confusion and saw Uncle Yu and Aunt Li, who were covered in blood, not far away.

Five Martial Arts Master stood around the two, forming a hunting posture, while dozens of other people also possessed extraordinary auras.

They're all at the Bone Three Refinement; most likely they're at the Twelve Refinements.

"The Investigation Bureau?" Zhang Fusheng asked softly.

Yes, yes.

Lin Xiaocao pinched the boy's cheek and put him down:

"Look closely, I'm almost reluctant to kill you."

Before he could finish speaking,

She saw the boy reach out his pale, soft hand and touch her chest, and her face flushed.

"Oh, so you're quite the little lecher? Well then, I'll allow you to die beneath the peony flower, so your yang energy can live on with me. Huh?"

She heard the sound of flesh being torn apart.

Lin Xiaocao blinked, lowered her head, and saw the frail young man's hand pierce her chest, tearing out a fresh, beating heart.

That's my heart?

Is it fake?

The sweet girl with pigtails coughed up a mouthful of blood, her vision blurred, and a sense of panic and suffocation finally overwhelmed her.

I was killed??

I was killed.

An overwhelming sense of despair, a belated realization, enveloped her, followed by bewilderment, confusion, and utter darkness.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

Exhausted, Zhang Fusheng crushed his heart, but his mind remained clear, unaffected by the Malevolent Energy.

Even so.

He thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said:

"Fine, I'll just kill you all first this time."