Li Pingsheng stomped down.
Crack!
Scarface's neck twisted to one side, and he went completely still.
Spirit-Subduing Jade!
He had to get his hands on it tonight.
The Black Water Gang's new leader?
Perfect. He would tear them out by the roots.
Mud and water exploded.
[Wind Treading] activated.
Li Pingsheng became a dark shadow, charging straight into the depths of the Black Market through the driving rain.
An abandoned old well.
Moss carpeted its rim.
Li Pingsheng flipped down into it and slid along the well wall.
At the bottom of the well, a heavy iron door was set into the stone wall.
He pushed it open.
An octagonal iron chamber.
Thick iron chains were embedded in seven of its eight walls, suspending seven iron coffins in midair.
At the center of the room sat an uncovered black iron coffin.
A shriveled old man sat cross-legged atop it.
Old Wu.
Before Old Wu floated a piece of ancient dark-green jade.
It was covered in incomprehensible runes, with spiritual energy stirring within.
The Spirit-Subduing Jade.
Three groups were already standing in the room.
On the left, a tall, lean man was wrapped in a black robe. Beneath his hood, a pair of blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the ancient jade.
Shi Yan, the Black Water Gang's new leader.
Several elite blade-wielding subordinates stood behind him.
On the right stood a one-eyed old woman carrying a medicine basket on her back.
By the wall stood a young swordsman in brocade robes, the mark of the Iron Sword Sect embroidered on his cuffs.
Old Wu opened his eyes.
He had no eyeballs.
Gray mist churned endlessly within his eye sockets.
"Everyone's here."
His voice made their ears ache.
"The Spirit-Subduing Jade, I give it away. I do not sell it."
Old Wu's