Chapter 380: 380. Chapter 380: Undercurrents Stirring

380. Chapter 380: Undercurrents Stirring

The next day.

Early in the morning, Gu Zhangkong received a call from Yang Chun, and then, in a frantic hurry, rushed to the Experiment Building.

Outside a certain room on the second floor, he saw the interior empty as a void.

The few Spiritual Thought Masters who had been stationed here had already vanished without a trace.

"Supervisor, I tried contacting them, but without exception they're all offline; I even reached out to their families, who said they didn't return last night," Yang Chun's face was extremely solemn.

He didn't think these people would simply disappear; the only explanation for the current situation is that something happened! Yet these individuals were the strongest defensive force here; only a handful in the Outer City District could silently eliminate them.

Gu Zhangkong's eyes burned with anger and grief!

These were all his hard work! After how many years of cultivation did he produce these people?

After a few months, when he entered the Inner City, he also intended to bring these people along as his close confidants.

But in one night, they were all gone! "You go handle your own business first."

He waved his hand.

"Yes, supervisor."

Yang Chun understood and left.

Gu Zhangkong took out his phone and dialed Gu Zhangjun.

"Hello?"

After a short while, Gu Zhangjun's voice sounded on the line, "Third brother, what's up? Why are you calling me so early?"

"At this point, you're still playing dumb with me?" Gu Zhangkong suppressed his anger, "What did we say back then? We pretended that incident never happened, but what about you?"

"Third brother, what are you talking about?" Gu Zhangjun pretended not to know.

"What am I saying?"

Gu Zhangkong gritted his teeth, "Did you send someone here again last night to try to kill Jiang Cheng?"

"Three, you can eat meals recklessly, but you must not speak recklessly."

Gu Zhangjun chuckled.

"I keep my promises the most; since I promised you, Third brother, that matter ends here and I won't backtrack. If you don't believe me, I can swear to the heavens."

Anyway, this matter wasn't ordered by him; whether I swear or not makes no difference.

Gu Zhangkong sneered, "You think I don't know it was your mother who sent people? How dare you say this has nothing to do with you?"

"Third brother, if you truly think that, there's nothing I can do."

Gu Zhangjun shrugged.

"Alright, Third brother, I have other matters, so I won't say more. When we get a chance, we'll talk again."

After saying that, without waiting for Gu Zhangkong's reply, he hung up.

"Hmph, you don't even consider your own weight and then question me."

He scoffed, his eyes full of contempt.

As for whether Gu Zhangkong will tell his father about this, there's no need to worry.

Because his mother has already set things in motion; even if Gu Zhangkong brings out Huang Xing's corpse, the result will most likely be left unresolved.

Gu Zhangkong felt immense sorrow and resentment.

The situation turned out this way, all thanks to Gu Zhangjun! Not only did Jiang Cheng leave, but the other few he painstakingly cultivated also died.

Even if he later entered the Inner City District, he would still be a solitary loner.

Standing in place, after pondering for a while, he still dialed Gu Zhanglin's number. Though he knew this might not mean much, doing something is better than doing nothing.

Night fell.

Gao Ling arrived with his men and tallied the pills Jiang Cheng had refined that day.

In total there were four furnaces, forty Top-grade Awakening Pills.

Twenty of them were the cost of the medicinal ingredients.

The other twenty, per the agreement, each side took half.

The ten belonging to Jiang Cheng were to be used to repay debts; with a current daily income of ten million, it would likely take over a month to clear them completely.

Of course, Jiang Cheng kept a backup plan, and during that time he also called Gu Zhangkong to ask if he had received the money.

"Jiang little brother, thanks for your hard work."

After securing the pills, Gao Ling smiled and said, "Do you have time? If you're free, shall we chat?"

Jiang Cheng nodded.

The two found a Conference Room and sat down.

Gao Ling offered Jiang Cheng a cup of tea, smiling as he asked, "You've been here a few days; how do you feel?"

"Pretty good."

Jiang Cheng gave a faint smile.

"Is it really that good? If you have any issues, be sure to speak up, don't be shy."

"It's pretty good. To be honest, it's monotonous refining pills all day. It was hard to get into the Inner City District; if I could go out for a walk, a stroll would be nice," Jiang Cheng said after thinking.

"Normal."

Gao Ling nodded, "Spending the whole day immersed in the Refining Alchemy room is indeed very boring, but Jiang little brother, I have to tell you something."

His expression turned serious.

"They found me?"

Jiang Cheng's smile also hardened considerably.

"Yes," Gao Ling sighed, "Just last night, someone infiltrated Dinghu Community and killed all the stationed Spiritual Thought Masters. The assassin was very powerful, never alerting anyone from start to finish. We suspect, nine times out of ten, it was orchestrated by Gu Zhangjun, or rather by his mother Bai Yan; only she could dispatch such a masterful killer."

Saying this, he gave Jiang Cheng a deep look, "Jiang little brother, if you were still there last night, the result would probably be no better than those few Spiritual Thought Masters."

Yeah.

Jiang Cheng also nodded repeatedly.

All this, I have to thank Brother Changlin; without him, how could I possibly still be sitting here talking with Brother Gao? I'd probably already be a corpse on the ground.

Hearing this, Gao Ling nodded in satisfaction, but said aloud, "Jiang little brother, you're being polite; Changlin taking a liking to you is also due to your own ability—if it were an ordinary person, how could they get him to personally intervene? Moreover, these past few days, your performance, Jiang little brother, has been quite good; compared to you, the other few Refining Alchemy masters here still have some gaps."

Speaking of it, producing a Top-grade Awakening Pill from ten portions of medicinal ingredients sounds easy enough—just have hands—but in reality, it's not that simple.

After all, the cost is what it is; to avoid a loss, one furnace of pills must yield five Top-grade Awakening Pills. The other five, even if they are High-grade Awakening Pills, would only earn a little over a million, and in terms of cost‑effectiveness, it's actually better to use two portions of ingredients to refine High-grade Awakening Pills.

Jiang little brother, for the time being you'd better not go out; since Bai Yan and the others already know you're here, they'll surely take some action behind the scenes. Here, they can't do much to you, but once you leave, it's uncertain. Besides, as a newcomer, the Inner City District isn't as tranquil as it looks; many places actually have undercurrents, even fraught with danger.

Jiang Cheng's ear twitched.

Brother Gao, what do you mean?

(End of chapter)