Chapter 315: Endless Aftermath!

"The other method is to have a Spiritual Thought Master compress it with Spiritual Power."

Yang Chun looked at the Tianluo Umbrella that Jiang Cheng was holding.

"These three are made that way."

Jiang Cheng, hearing that, couldn't help but ask:

"Then making a Primordial Force Crystal like this, even one, must also take quite some time, right?"

Yang Chun nodded.

"If it's a Ten-level Spirit Thought Master, one can produce one such Primordial Force Crystal in a day; at Ninth Level, it takes two days; the lower the level, the longer it takes, basically doubling the time."

Jiang Cheng was enlightened.

No wonder the Black Market has been constantly recruiting Spiritual Thought Masters.

It is probably not only replenishing refining alchemists, but also continuously supplying Primordial Force Crystals.

The latter's profit, although not as high as the former's, even if one makes one per day, only earns 6 million a month, cannot compare with the profit generated by alchemy practitioners.

But refining alchemy, like combat, requires talent; not everyone can do it, whereas condensing and compressing Primordial Force only requires time and effort.

A senior Spiritual Thought Master can do it.

Of course, doing so would basically stall Spiritual Power cultivation; unless forced, hardly anyone would choose to do it.

"Alright, any other questions? If not, I won't disturb your alchemy," Yang Chun said with a smile.

As the person in charge, he still has many matters waiting to be handled.

"Nothing more."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, expressing thanks again.

The other party produced this treasure, along with three Primordial Force Crystals; indeed, they spent a fortune.

"Hehe, it's fine, just don't disappoint my expectations."

Before Yang Chun left, he shut the door.

Jiang Cheng turned around, looking at the refining alchemy furnace before him.

Even if Yang Chun hadn't said that, he would have seized it, because no one is more eager than he is to advance his refining alchemy level.

……

Two days passed.

On the morning of the third day, Dawn Society Headquarters.

Bing Li listened to the man's report, a look of shock in his eyes, reaching an unprecedented degree.

After paying a considerable price, he finally figured out what happened that night.

The Lone Wolf, Wudi's death, was within his expectations.

After all, when Yang Chun said he would capture the two alive, he had doubts in his heart.

But he never imagined that Wudi would die at the hands of that traitor? Is this genuine information? Isn't the latter a Second-level Force Warrior? How could he manage to kill a Level 6 Original Force Warrior? He even wondered whether the Lone Wolf duo had targeted the wrong person.

"Bing Li, the situation is exactly like this."

The man beside him sighed and said, "I know what you're doubting, but I asked several people, and Wudi was indeed killed by a person named Zhang Cheng,

As for Lone Wolf, he died at the hands of several Spiritual Thought Masters who rushed to assist; to be precise, he was wounded in both legs and, realizing there was no chance of escape, committed suicide."

"That Zhang Cheng, is he Jiang Cheng?"

"Very likely."

The man nodded heavily.

"Wudi and his group had been lying in wait for so long, and with a sensing stone in hand, they could never mistake the target; they must have waited for the right moment to strike. However, we underestimated that kid's strength—he is not only a Spiritual Thought Master but also a Level 6, even a Level 7 Original Force Warrior. Because Wudi was careless, an arm was torn off, his combat power plummeted, and ultimately he died at the opponent's hands."

"No! Impossible!" Bing Li's expression was intense as he shouted, "He only passed the Second-level Force Warrior assessment a little over two months ago, and it was an assessment I gave him! How could he break through to Level 6 in such a short time, is he a genius?"

The man beside him was also seeing Bing Li lose composure for the first time.

"Bing Li, calm down a bit."

He spoke, "At this point, can't you see that he's been deliberately hiding his strength all along? If it weren't for this incident, and he went to Pingxi Street to do those things, we might still be fooled by him now."

Hearing the words Pingxi Street, Bing Li was struck as if by lightning, and froze in his seat.

Indeed, he had been wondering who the killer with the knife was.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered Jiang Cheng, but the moment that thought surfaced, he dismissed it.

But now, everything seems to make sense.

He had already made an arrangement with the Black Market, then go to the Poor District to kill, and leave directly after the killing; if he hadn't spotted the clue through entry-exit records, the other side would have succeeded.

Immediately, a feeling of being toyed with and humiliated surged in his heart.

All along, he believed everything was under his control; what wave could a mere Second-level Force Warrior create? Dare to disobey orders, and just crush them.

In the end, the other side remained patient and silent, making him look like a clown; he really wishes he could go himself, head to Dinghu Community right now and capture him!

"Bing Li, I have a premonition that with this kid's terrifying growth speed, he will inevitably become a major internal threat to our Dawn Society in the future."

The man's voice rang out, his tone extremely serious.

"We must eliminate him as soon as possible; otherwise, letting him continue to grow will lead to unthinkable consequences."

When the words fell, Bing Li was suddenly jolted awake.

Indeed.

In just two or three short months, he rose from Level One to Level Six; at this terrifying pace, not even the Dawn Society, let alone the entire Outer City District, could find a second one.

"What do you think we should do next?"

He looked at the man beside him.

"Lone Wolf, Wudi slipped up; I think even if the two of us go, the chance of success is low, and if it goes wrong, it will also entangle us."

"Do you mean report to the president and ask him to send someone to handle this?"

Bing Li's face showed a hint of hesitation.

Unless absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to alert the superiors, because that would reveal his incompetence.

But paper can't contain fire; once Wudi Lone Wolf gets into trouble, the matter is bound to come out, it can't be hidden.

"We have no choice but to do it."

The man took a deep breath.

"That kid might be Six-level, or he might be Seven-level, and after what happened that night he'll definitely be more vigilant; the methods we used before may no longer work."

Take the Sensing Stone, for example; as long as the opponent places a Calming Talisman on themselves, it can be completely nullified.

Coincidentally, to ensure the operation is flawless, each of the two Lone Wolves carried one, and both were high‑grade.

It's equivalent to gifting equipment to the opponent.

From this perspective, to capture Jiang Cheng there's only one way: send someone to infiltrate.

The person we send must be stronger than Jiang Cheng—Eight-level, or even Ninth Level.

"Bing Li, stop hesitating and decide quickly."

"Understood."

Bing Li took another deep breath and picked up the phone beside him.

(End of chapter)