Special Abilities Personnel, Part 1

"Kid! Tsk tsk, so many people here!" Xuan Yuan Dharma King said to Zhou Qing as they walked along the wide concrete avenue, looking at the endless stream of people on the street. Men and women occasionally pointed at the two of them.

Zhou Qing's eyes were vacant, like a dead fish, and he heard some noisy sounds around his ears.

"Ew! Honey, look, isn't that person crazy? Dressed like that?" A beautiful girl in fashionable clothes, holding the arm of a plump middle-aged man, pouted coquettishly as she pointed at Xuan Yuan Dharma King next to Zhou Qing. Her voice was so syrupy that Zhou Qing got goosebumps all over.

"My sweetie, maybe! But nowadays people wear all sorts of strange things, you know, it's called fashion! The other day I even saw someone wearing a bikini on the street! Woo..." The plump middle-aged man seemed to have let slip something he shouldn't have, and quickly shut his mouth, as if pricked by a needle, but he didn't dare to cry out, only making muffled sounds.

"Young people these days! Why become a Daoist priest at such a young age? I really don't know what their parents are thinking," an old man nearby sighed.

More and more people were pointing and whispering at Zhou Qing and Xuan Yuan Dharma King. Some even took out their phones to make calls, and Zhou Qing clearly saw that the numbers they were dialing were 110 or 120.

"This old monster has ruined me!" Zhou Qing's head felt as big as a bucket. Xuan Yuan Dharma King's bright golden Daoist robe was too eye-catching, and he couldn't do anything about it. After several failed attempts to persuade him to change his clothes, Zhou Qing gave up. After all, if this old demon went berserk, it wouldn't be fun.

"Senior! Aren't we attracting a bit too much attention? What if we cause trouble?" Zhou Qing said cautiously to Xuan Yuan Dharma King. Originally, Zhou Qing had planned to find Ling Fei and borrow the power of the Kunlun Sect to shake off this old Yao. Who knew Xuan Yuan Dharma King hadn't seen the human world in many years and insisted on seeing it. Zhou Qing couldn't refuse him, so he had no choice.

"What are you afraid of! Does this Old Ancestor fear trouble? Tsk tsk, so many people, all dressed so strangely. Number One told me, and I didn't believe it. Now that I see it with my own eyes, even during the most prosperous times in Bianjing, there weren't half as many people as here. Humans have multiplied far beyond our Yao clan!" Xuan Yuan Dharma King shook his head and sighed, completely ignoring the stares of passersby.

"Northern Song Bianjing!" Zhou Qing exclaimed, thinking: No wonder this old demon is so mysterious, his power and cultivation are unfathomable. He's actually a thousand-year-old demon.

Seeing Zhou Qing's surprised expression, Xuan Yuan Dharma King said proudly, "Back when that kid Zhang Zeduan was painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival, it was this Old Ancestor who took him to the sky to view the entirety of Bianjing. But that kid's painting skills were indeed top-notch, and he actually managed to create a timeless masterpiece!" Zhou Qing was completely speechless.

After turning a few streets and entering a small alley, Xuan Yuan Dharma King and Zhou Qing stopped. Xuan Yuan Dharma King rolled his eyes and shouted, "Who's there? Sneaking around, following this Old Ancestor for so long, do you think this Old Ancestor is an idiot?"

Zhou Qing was startled. How could this be? Someone was following them? How did he not notice? Zhou Qing quickly circulated all his spiritual sense, instantly scanning the area within a mile, but found nothing. He looked at Xuan Yuan Dharma King in confusion. Zhou Qing, having comprehended the will of heaven, had spiritual sense that was twice as strong as before. With his full spiritual sense released, he could clearly know how many ants were within a mile, let alone people. Even if the other party was a cultivator, Zhou Qing could sense the fluctuations of spiritual power, unless the other party had entered the path of Union of Heaven and Man!

However, Zhou Qing wouldn't doubt Xuan Yuan Dharma King's judgment. A thousand-year-old demon, his age alone could crush Zhou Qing. He had truly eaten far more salt than Zhou Qing had eaten rice.

Seeing that no one answered for a long time, Xuan Yuan Dharma King snorted coldly. He reached out and grabbed the empty space ten feet away. "En!" A muffled groan, and a figure fell out of the void. It was a middle-aged man with a square face, a sturdy build, and an honest expression. However, a large part of his shoulder clothing was torn. He was precisely the one Xuan Yuan Dharma King had pulled out with his claw.

"Huh? Not a trace of True Essence on him, not a cultivator?" Xuan Yuan Dharma King felt something strange during his grab and was puzzled, but he didn't kill him.

Zhou Qing found it incredible. The spiritual power of spatial storage! This was something only cultivators in the late Spirit Transmutation stage could barely achieve, using powerful True Essence to break through space and create a pocket dimension. This was originally a method used by ancient immortals to open up cave dwellings. Although cultivators in the late Spirit Transmutation stage could barely do it, they could only create a small space to store some items, and certainly couldn't use it to hide people. Especially since the middle-aged man had no True Essence, he was clearly not a cultivator. Could this be the legendary special abilities? Zhou Qing had always scoffed at those with special abilities, thinking they couldn't compare to cultivators.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but feel that he had underestimated the heroes of the world.

"Uncle, why were you following us?" Zhou Qing was afraid Xuan Yuan Dharma King would suddenly kill him and cause trouble. People with special abilities were national treasures, and this person was definitely from the government. Xuan Yuan Dharma King's attire was too conspicuous, so it wasn't strange for him to attract the attention of all sorts of beings.

Although Zhou Qing had also killed four members of the Dragon Group, no one knew about it, and it was as if he hadn't killed them at all. The situation was different now. Having witnessed the middle-aged man's spatial storage ability, Zhou Qing broke out in a cold sweat, feeling fortunate that no one with special abilities was present at the time.

After Xuan Yuan Dharma King's successful attack, he realized the other party was not a cultivator and seemed disdainful of taking further action. He just coldly observed the middle-aged man. He ignored whatever Zhou Qing said, his expression extremely cool.

Zhou Jianwu was even more astonished. It was his day off, and he had come out for a stroll. On the street, he saw these two strange people. The younger one was fine; his attire was that of a typical urban youth. But the other one... Zhou Jianwu felt very uncomfortable under Xuan Yuan Dharma King's cold gaze. Wherever Xuan Yuan Dharma King's gaze fell, it felt like a cold earthworm crawling on him, making him extremely uneasy.

Xuan Yuan Dharma King wore a golden Daoist robe, which Zhou Jianwu noticed immediately. As a member of the State Security Bureau Special Abilities Group, Zhou Jianwu knew about Daoists. The members of the Dragon Group, who were on par with the Special Abilities Group, were basically disciples of the Daoist Sect.