Chapter 145

Ling Yue stared, and she instantly snapped to attention.

Because it was inconvenient to speak on the way, after arriving at the National Security Bureau, she then learned the full story: a high-ranking figure above had suddenly fallen into an unresponsive sleep, was undergoing a series of examinations in the hospital, and showed absolutely no special circumstances.

Ordinary means could not detect the cause, so only unconventional means could be called upon, such as mysticism.

As the Special Safety Bureau is a department specially established for mysticism, it was naturally invited, and given the urgency, only Captain Jiang Ye, Deputy Captain Zhou Ziyan, and Ling Yue herself went.

After Ling Yue arrived at the Special Safety Bureau, she only hastily heard a few details, then she and the captain and others boarded a special vehicle and rushed to the hospital where the big shot was temporarily recuperating.

Along the way, hardly anyone spoke, after all, they hadn't reached the scene yet, and no one knew what the situation actually was.

The VIP ward near the top floor, where that person resided, Zhou Ziyan first knocked on the door, and after receiving an affirmative response, he pushed the door open.

The next moment, he met a pair of disdainful gazes and saw an unexpected person.

One of them Ling Yue found very familiar—wasn't it Zhang Tianxu, who yesterday threatened her to spend one million to buy the feng shui turtle master? Today he was dressed in a Daoist robe, looking rather ethereal and Daoist.

Beside him were several other middle-aged men in Daoist robes, their styles strikingly similar; Ling Yue could tell with a single hair that these were surely members of the Mystic Gate Association.

The atmosphere instantly stagnated.

After all, the Mystic Gate Association and the Special Safety Bureau have never gotten along.

The guards invited by both sides felt quite embarrassed, but to be safe, he could only prepare for both possibilities.

He steeled himself to prepare an introduction, but Zhang Tianxu of the Mystic Gate Association already spoke, smiling: "Members of the Special Safety Bureau, you arrived quite early."

It sounded like nothing more than the most ordinary pleasantries.

If one didn't look at the other's lofty, high-and-mighty posture.

Ling Yue silently added a suffix in her heart, glanced at the patient on the bed, and without any fear looked at the other party, cutting straight to the point: "Who goes first?"

Her meaning went without saying; the few masters who still wanted to beat around the bush instantly changed expression, while the Special Safety Bureau teammates beside her secretly gave her a thumbs-up—what small talk, don't they see what occasion this is? The big shot is at death's door, and they still have leisure to chat here.

The nearby guard drew a breath in his heart: this is basically a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.

The Mystic Gate Association is deeply entrenched, its power intertwined; many who request their services are deferential and respectful, and no one has ever been like Ling Yue, directly cutting through the chaos with a swift blade.

With Zhang Tianxu at the lead, the faces of those few turned bluish-white, as if a paint palette had been overturned, and only then did he let out a cold laugh: "Good."

Zhang Tianxu was the highest cultivator among them; after speaking, he glanced at Ling Yue, his mind narrow, and even a small gesture secretly exerted his full-body pressure—if it were an ordinary person, they would likely have to prostrate themselves on the spot.

But is Ling Yue an ordinary person? She felt no fear at all.

Zhang Tianxu, surprised, hastily composed himself and first asked the nearby guard: "Any symptoms before the coma? Any contact with yin evil or strange objects or food?"

The guard repeatedly shook his head: "The leader lives a very regular life, never contacts special things, has no other special hobbies, is busy every day to the point of impossibility, and basically has no time to contact oddities."

"As for omens..." he scratched his head: "None, absolutely none—just went to sleep, and the next morning I found the leader hadn't gotten up, went to call him, and suddenly discovered he was comatose!"

Thinking back to that scene, the guard still feels lingering fear.

Zhang Tianxu looked at the comatose big shot on the bed, and after a moment, he furrowed his brows tightly.

It wasn't because treatment was difficult, but... he simply couldn't see anything.

The big shot's three souls were still present, seven corporeal spirits stable; only his bodily vitality kept declining, and there wasn't even a trace of yin qi—it simply didn't resemble harm from mystic arts, nor possession by an evil ghost.

He examined carefully again and again; time ticked by second by second, his face grew ever more solemn, and the guard beside him was even more terrified, for as he knew, this Zhang Tianxu was an elite of the Mystic Gate Association.

The longer it took, the more worried he became, his heart pounding faster and faster.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianxu let out a long sigh: "Ah."

The guard, nervous, wiped the sweat from his forehead and cautiously spoke: "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Tianxu glanced at him: "The situation is not good; sorry, this person's symptoms are truly rare, and I, a humble Daoist, am powerless—unless we can summon the president of our Mystic Gate Association, but he has been in closed-door cultivation for nearly ten years, and it's absolutely impossible for him to emerge anytime soon."

The guard was shocked and pale: "That means the big shot can't be saved!"

How can this be!

Ling Yue touched the jade on her wrist, its cool, fine snake scales brushing her fingertips; hearing the implication in Zhang Tianxu's words, she thought: no hope.

She couldn't help but curl her lips: "No hope"? Clearly it's just his own inadequacy.

That smile of hers was instantly seen by Zhang Tianxu, who already bore a grudge against her, and he coldly snorted: "I see Miss Ling looks relaxed; could it be you have some solution?"

Hearing this, the other two members of the Special Safety Bureau were stunned—why did Zhang Tianxu suddenly single out Ling Yue, asking her to solve something he himself couldn't do?

Isn't this just bullying!

Zhou Ziyan felt somewhat angry, mainly because Ling Yue had just joined not long ago and hadn't even felt much warmth from the Special Safety Bureau, yet she was already targeted by this enemy.

He knew Ling Yue's cultivation was profound, but who would want such an undeserved disaster in this situation!

He endured and endured, almost blurting out: "You're doing this on purpose, right? What kind of thing is bullying a girl?"

Including Zhang Tianxu's companions, they were somewhat puzzled, not understanding why he targeted a woman—partly because they looked down on Ling Yue, partly out of curiosity, after all, Zhang Tianxu had always been favored by the president and was therefore extremely proud.

Like a peacock displaying its tail, besides the president and himself, he never had anyone else in his eyes.

Zhang Tianxu would never tell them that Ling Yue holds a several-hundred-year-old spirit turtle in her hand—a priceless treasure!

Getting back to the point, Ling Yue glanced at him lightly, not even giving him a proper look, feigning surprise as she said: "How do you know?"

Ling Yue raised the corners of her mouth, looking at him bewildered: "The solution is very simple."

As soon as her words fell, Zhang Tianxu, who had wanted to see her make a fool of herself, instantly turned livid; he thought Ling Yue, being young, was an easy soft persimmon to pinch, but instead he slammed headfirst into an iron plate.

Ling Yue couldn't be bothered to wrangle with him, looking at the nearby guard: "He should have been poisoned by a gu."

As for expelling gu, Ling Yue is experienced—she's done it before.

Moreover, she still has the gu-worm killer—jade—on her wrist, which for her is a breeze to operate.

At this moment, the jade bracelet obediently worn on Ling Yue's wrist had already awakened, occasionally spitting out its snake tongue; its slender, beautiful body rubbed against Ling Yue, gulping down saliva with a slurping sound.

Jade: "So fragrant—I feel it's even more fragrant than that previous bewitching gu."

The whole room was filled with that fragrance, making the jade drool profusely; it realized that staying by Ling Yue's side was truly delightful.

How long has it been? Another feast has been delivered to the door.

Ling Yue slightly pursed her lips, tapped the jade's little head, and it promptly coiled around her fingertip, affectionately acting cute.

I don't know if it's because of previous entanglements, but Ling Yue feels no fear at all; she and the gu interact affectionately, unaware that the ignored Zhang Tianxu is practically about to burst with rage like a pufferfish.

Ling Yue also didn't expect that after she said it out loud, Zhang Tiānshu could still furrow his brows and question her: "What evidence do you have that he was hit by a poison bug?"

"Poison bug? What is that?"

He had only seen it in records; in fact, he had never truly encountered it, and moreover, shouldn't this thing have been lost long ago?!

Ling Yue glanced dubiously at the other party, then looked at her own side's people, who also looked bewildered; she suppressed her curiosity and looked at the guard: "Trouble you, prepare a boiled white egg, don't peel the shell."

The guard hurriedly nodded; for the only one who had a solution, Ling Yue, he almost wanted to make offerings to her: "Good, good, good, I'll go right away."

A few minutes later, Ling Yue rolled the egg around the boss's side; Zhang Tiānshu pursed his lips, watching her actions, muttering: "Just mystifying for show!"

Ling Yue glanced coldly; any cultivator with ability has sharp ears and clear eyes, even if the voice is lowered, she could hear it clearly.

The other party simply wanted to disgust her.

"Just mystifying for show?"

"I heard the Profound Gate Association can do anything; could it be that they can't even see ordinary poison bug expulsion?"

As she spoke, she peeled the egg; upon seeing the egg's appearance, the guard instantly turned pale with shock.

Only after that thin eggshell was peeled back did one see that the originally smooth, intact boiled egg was pitted and dimpled, resembling the lunar surface; only upon close inspection would one realize that those pits were not dimples but densely packed tooth marks.

The egg looked as if something had nibbled it, instantly consuming more than half; if a trypophobia sufferer saw it, they'd likely have an attack on the spot.

Even so, several people were astonished.

The guard, who had been by the leader's side and had seen big scenes, quickly recovered, looking at Ling Yue and said: "Then does this count as having expelled the poison bug?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "How could it be."

"This poison bug isn't an ordinary one; it should have been lying dormant for a while, only to be suddenly triggered by someone, causing the sudden outbreak."

"Have you heard of child and mother poison bugs, Zhang Tiānshi?"

Ling Yue returned the favor, not forgetting to cue him; upon hearing her words, Zhang Tiānshu's face instantly darkened.

He stumbled while explaining child and mother poison bugs, like a truant student caught by a teacher spot-checking homework, squeezing out toothpaste bit by bit.

Ling Yue: "... Forget it, forget it, you'd better not say more, don't delay my poison bug expulsion."

The guard couldn't help but nod: "Yeah, yeah, you'd better not waste time."

Zhang Tiānshu's face instantly turned the color of soy sauce.

This is an insult to him!

Ling Yue had no mind to care what he thought; the blue snake poison bug in her hand crawled onto the boss, and only then did everyone realize that what was on her hand wasn't a bracelet but clearly a snake!

"Holy shit!" Deputy Captain Zhou Ziyan jumped in shock, never expecting Ling Yue to actually play with a snake.

Captain Jiang Ye looked at the jade disc forming a circle, shook his head and denied: "No, it's not a snake; it should…… be a poison bug."

Even more shocking, he actually sensed a dangerous aura from a poison bug.

Meanwhile, under the blanket covering the boss, beneath his hospital gown, his skin strangely bulged in a mass; underneath it seemed as if a blue snake poison bug had raised its head high, flicking its tongue, as if he saw the child poison bug frantically fleeing.

Hehehe, it just loves such little fellows, taking a bite, tender and smooth; if it could eat the old ones together, that'd be great; after a long time, they'd be chewy and have bite, and the greedy thing actually came up with a plan.

At that moment, a vomiting sound suddenly came from the room.

The boss, who had been unconscious, reflexively opened his eyes; a chubby pink meat worm vomited from his mouth, and the poison bug, upon hitting the ground, made a slippery sound and was about to leave.

As the blue snake poison bug, an old gluttonous poison bug, how could it let the tasty prey escape from under its eyelids? It leapt up, gulped a mouthful, and the panicked fleeing poison bug directly crashed into its mouth.

"What is called 'falling into one's own trap'? This is it!"

The blue snake poison bug didn't eat it right away, but trapped it in the cheek pouch it had evolved, which is its food storage; then it crawled straight up to the window.

Ling Yue heard its parting words: "Goodbye, master; tonight I'm setting sail on a long voyage."

After climbing onto the window, it suddenly turned its head and told Ling Yue: "I'll come back after I finish eating the mother poison bug! Save my dinner for tomorrow!"

Ling Yue: "..."

Look, for just a bite to eat, the blue snake poison bug works so hard; it really…… Ling Yue is moved to tears.

The guard watched it suddenly jump down and jumped in fright: "This is the tenth floor; you can't just jump!"

"It won't fall to its death, will it?"

Ling Yue shook her head, not yet having had a chance to speak.

The boss, having finally come to after waking, looked at the crowd surrounding him; his face still somewhat pale, he turned his head toward the only guard he knew and trusted, unable to help asking: "Little Wang, what's going on?"

The guard explained the whole story; the boss, seeming to understand, looked at Ling Yue: "Thank you."

Ling Yue waved her hand: "What thanks is this? Just a small effort."

Beside, the little guard who heard this suddenly glanced at the silently standing Profound Gate Association members over there.

"Pfft—"

It wasn't him laughing out loud; it was Zhou Ziyan, their two families having always been enemies—either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

For a moment, the scene was full of a cheerful atmosphere.

The only unhappy ones should be the Profound Gate Association members, who ought to be fawning over with reverence, but Ling Yue suddenly slapped them in the face, making them so angry their faces twisted.

"Let's go!"

Before leaving, Zhang Tiānshu fiercely glared at Ling Yue.

Ling Yue: "..."

My mother tongue is speechlessness.

She simply doesn't care, okay.

Before leaving, Ling Yue instructed the guard to promptly replenish the boss's nutrition; fortunately, after the poison bug outbreak, he immediately found people, and so far no vital energy damage has been caused.

Leaving the hospital, Zhou Ziyan's eyes lit up instantly; he looked her up and down, thinking of those people's flustered, defeated appearance, and he gave Ling Yue a thumbs-up in admiration: "Awesome!"

Even daring to raise poison bugs!

If he hadn't seen it today, he would have thought poison bugs were long lost.

Little did he know, Ling Yue should be considered to have inherited her family's learning.

Want to have a gu? You need a good mother who knows how to raise one first^_^

Ling Yue hadn't said anything yet when Captain Jiang Ye suddenly spoke, his expression solemn: 'Ling Yue, how did your gu suddenly go out? Isn't there something wrong?'

He asked, secretly glancing at Ling Yue's face, only to discover she was completely calm.

Ling Yue: 'Oh, Green Jade, it went out to find a mother gu; it'll come back once it's full.'

Upon hearing this, the two of them: '!!!'

This is too amazing, right? How could there be such a smart gu worm? In the ancient texts, they've never even heard of such a thing.

If Ling Yue knew what they were thinking, she would definitely shake her head; of course not.

Partly it's because Green Jade has good innate foundations, and partly it's because she fed it bit by bit with pet food.

After finishing this matter, Ling Yue went straight home; as soon as she stepped through the gate, she felt the courtyard was very quiet.

Her gaze fell on the empty lawn; usually at this time there would be many little cats here sunbathing and rolling around, but now there's nothing, just a bald patch.

Ling Yue concluded in her heart: abnormal.

Instantly, Ling Yue became alert; she hadn't even entered yet when she suddenly heard an angry roar: 'Where did you little demon come from?!'

Ling Yue leaned against the door, furtively poking her head out to look; the all-white Da Lao Hu Jun Jun was furious to the point of being sore and angry, stomping its feet, its soft white fur rippling like a wave.

Ling Yue still hadn't figured out what was going on when Da Lao Hu Jun Jun suddenly turned its head, meeting her gaze: 'Who is it?'

Somehow, Ling Yue suddenly felt guilty for a moment, and followed the gaze——,,.