Chapter 491: The Desecrator

Moments later.

Fang Leng ate a dinner that tasted like ash, then rubbed his face:

"So… my sister was cursed by a high-ranking evil spirit, my brother joined the Secret Sect, and my younger sister is being watched by a fallen secret society…"

"I'm just an ordinary Level-6 Patrol officer… this kind of thing even our squad chief can't handle…"

After all, Cuiting City isn't a significant place; the Level-6 Patrol maintains only a single squad here.

Fang Leng estimated the situation and realized he couldn't even solve his sister's problem—he'd have to call headquarters for reinforcements.

Fang Xing and Fang Qiong exchanged a glance and silently nodded.

Fang Xing concealed the fact that he was the Master of the Secret Sect, merely saying he had joined it, just to observe Fang Leng's reaction.

If this guy has a granite brain and believes all the extraordinary should be locked up, then there's no point in talking.

"Don't look at me like that… I haven't lost my humanity."

Fang Leng felt awkward under the stare: "Besides… secrecy can't be eradicated. Our Level-6 Patrol also cooperates with certain secret societies that aren't too fallen or anti-human… though, the kind your sister encountered? That must be dealt with."

"My people interrogated them—the secret society that lured Fang Fang is the 'Bloody Sisters'!"

Fang Xing spoke with his fingers interlocked.

Hearing him speak, Fang Fang's body trembled again involuntarily.

"Hmm… problems must be solved one at a time. Start with the easiest… no, the Bloody Sisters are also a major headache."

Fang Leng let out a bitter laugh, sipping his after-dinner tea while recalling the case files he'd read: "This secret society was founded by a pair of 'demon sisters' who enjoy luring men to corruption, then devouring them…"

"Huh?"

Fang Fang gasped: "Eat… eat people?"

She never imagined that behind Sister Joanna lay something so terrifying.

"For certain dark, fallen secret societies, humans are vital resources—especially the extraordinary!"

Fang Leng sighed: "Those two sisters likely both possess the power of an Enlightened One… our squad chief here is only a Deep One—we can't fight them. Unless headquarters sends reinforcements, along with several holy relics and pre-prepared powerful ritual spells…"

"You don't need to trouble yourselves."

Fang Xing smiled: "I can send members of the Secret Sect to deal with them. By the way… bring Fang Fang along."

This naive girl who doesn't know the height of heaven or depth of earth needs to truly feel the cruelty of the adult world.

"No! I disagree!"

Fang Leng shook his head: "Do you know how dangerous such operations are? No… the Secret Sect itself represents danger!"

"Um…" Fang Fang asked timidly: "What exactly… is the Secret Sect?"

Seeing how Sister Joanna behaved before the Secret Sect's emissary, her idolization had unconsciously shifted.

"The Secret Sect…"

Fang Leng glanced at Fang Xing; seeing no objection, he continued: "They're a secret society that erupted in recent years. Every member is terrifyingly powerful—even grotesque! And their expansion is astonishingly rapid—they love converting existing extraordinary individuals into their ranks, binding them with strict discipline, and their organization is tightly structured… now they've become one of the most feared forces in the entire secret world."

"They cultivate a secret art called 'Secret Sect Martial Arts,' which grants them overwhelming combat power even in the mundane world, repeatedly clashing with patrol officers and even armies—and always winning."

"Ordinary members of the Secret Sect are called 'Secret Sect Warriors.' Even a First-Rank extraordinary or a Second-Rank Deep One cannot stand against a 'Secret Sect Warrior.'"

"Those with some status within the Secret Sect are called 'Shi Shi.' They can transform extraordinary individuals, bestow precepts, and rival—even surpass—Third-Rank 'Enlightened Ones.' Rumor has it that within the Secret Sect, there are even higher-ranking 'Six Ministries Dharma Kings,' who have slain 'Immortals.' As for the most mysterious 'Master of the Secret Sect,' his rank is unknown, but it's said he once manifested a 'divine miracle' in the Aether Realm, suspected to be a deity…"

"Divine miracle? A deity?" Fang Qiong glanced at Fang Xing but saw nothing unusual.

"Yes. Unlike those six gods who barely interfere in the mortal world, the Master of the Secret Sect actively intervenes. Even if he isn't a manifestation of a deity, he's an immensely powerful angel. The divine miracles he left in the Aether Realm have been studied by 'Historian' extraordinary individuals, confirmed to carry indescribably terrifying Aetheric power—power sufficient to serve as the core of certain 'Secret History Rituals.'"

Fang Leng analyzed: "This also indirectly proves the Master of the Secret Sect's immense power."

'Historian' extraordinary individuals gain power from historical secrets and major events within the secret world.

Through rituals and imitation… they perform 'mystical reenactment!'

"By the way."

Fang Leng looked at Fang Xing: "Why did you join the Secret Sect? What position do you hold now? Ordinary warrior? Shi Shi? Surely not a Dharma King? Hahaha… hahaha…"

Fang Leng laughed a few times, then noticed neither Fang Qiong nor Fang Fang had laughed. His mouth slowly widened: "I've always wanted to ask—you can lift a curse I can't even comprehend, and command a group of Secret Sect Warriors under your orders… are you really one of the Six Ministries Dharma Kings?"

"If you think so, then it's true."

Fang Xing finished his tea and tapped the cup with his soup spoon.

The crisp sound echoed, and Shi Lei appeared in the living room as if from nowhere.

"Take Fang Fang and eliminate the Bloody Sisters."

Fang Xing gave the order casually, instructing Shi Lei to take Fang Fang.

"Who are you?"

Fang Leng had just risen to stop him, but one glance from Shi Lei pinned him to his chair, sweat pouring from his forehead…

…

Night was deep.

Fang Fang stepped down from a steam-powered sedan with Shi Lei. At this moment, she felt an unexpected fondness for him.

He's so handsome—and incredibly rich!

"The Bloody Sisters' base is right here."

Shi Lei showed no expression, pointing to a nightclub still in operation ahead.

Even from afar, the sound of heavy metal music could be heard; the air reeked of alcohol and something strange.

"What… are you going to do?"

Fang Fang asked nervously.

"What do you mean? Of course, we're going in."

Shi Lei answered as if it were obvious, then turned to the two bodyguards beside him: "Watch her. Don't let her get a single scratch—or you'll go straight to hell."

With that, he became a shadow and plunged into the nightclub.

Crash!

Sounds of smashing, screams, even gunshots followed in quick succession.

After more than ten minutes, the two bodyguards received orders to bring Fang Fang inside the nightclub.

This was Fang Fang's first time in such a place teenagers dream of—but what she saw left her deeply disappointed.

Corpses lay everywhere, shattered bottles…

It took her great effort to avoid the stains she suspected were blood and brain matter.

Thud! Thud!

Suddenly!

Two strange corpses were tossed toward her.

Fang Fang screamed the instant she saw them: "Aaaah!"

The two corpses barely retained human form—one's head had exploded, the other's features twisted and grotesque, its face covered in wrinkles, its nose replaced by two black holes…

Their bodies were covered in fur, like two bats that had become demons.

"These are the leaders of the Bloody Sisters—the two sisters."

Shi Lei walked over, adjusting his still-pristine suit: "They looked beautiful before, but peel off that human skin, and they become demons like this… quite fitting for the true meaning of 'beauty turned to skeleton'—excellent material for cultivation."

He looked at Fang Fang: "See? If you joined the Bloody Sisters, you might become one of these demons someday…"

"I don't want that!"

Fang Fang shook her head frantically. If she'd once harbored any curiosity about the extraordinary, it was gone now.

Who would willingly turn into a monster?

"Your realization is good—but not enough…"

Shi Lei smiled faintly at this: "According to my master's orders, you must visit their slaughterhouse underground."

"No! I don't want to!"

Fang Fang shook her head quickly, but she couldn't resist—he grabbed her by the collar of her coat and dragged her to the club's hidden basement.

After seeing it, she felt she wouldn't eat meat for months…

…

Meanwhile.

Orwell Hospital.

Several guards nodded off. A dreamlike figure emerged from the infectious disease ward and ascended to the rooftop.

On the hospital rooftop, another figure stood beside it, as if it had always been there.

"All members of the archaeological team are dead—except one… Fang Qiong. She was discharged today, fully recovered."

The dreamlike figure spoke in a sweet voice—clearly a woman.

"How many years…"

The other figure replied in a deep male voice: "Our school spent vast sums hiring hundreds of archaeological teams to explore ancient Qulan-era ruins across the world… finally locating the tomb of that one. Logically, every member of that team should have died. Why is someone still alive?"

"Hehe… they say her brother came to pick her up. Perhaps he's a very powerful healer."

The woman replied.

"Impossible!"

The man shook his head firmly: "That was the curse of the 'Desecrator' Dai Wei. No extraordinary technique can cure it… unless that woman gained the true benefit from the tomb!"

"How enviable… the 'Desecrator' was once an angelic-tier power, an angel who ascended without the six gods' blessing. It's said he discovered the secret to stealing divine power—yet despite possessing a lifespan longer than an Immortal's, he was struck down by divine retribution…"

The woman spoke.

"The secrets of ancient history and the mysteries of the gods… they're utterly irresistible…"

The man murmured: "Ancient historical secrets belong only to us—to the 'Forest of Worms'…"

(End of chapter)