CHAPTER 774: CHAPTER 390: NIGHTTIME MURDEROUS INTENT_2

Zheng Xinxi and Huang Henxin sat at the table, each holding a glass of high-proof liquor.

The beautiful woman beside Zheng Xinxi had already been replaced by a new one.

She was also a supermodel, her fiery figure covered by homely pajamas, but even the loose pajamas couldn’t hide her sizzling body.

The supermodel served Zheng Xinxi like a little maid.

"Young Master Zheng, who would have thought you had such a good place! This is Central, where land costs nearly a million per square meter. I’m afraid even your old man wouldn’t be so extravagant as to keep beauties here, would he?"

Huang Henxin drank a glass of liquor, letting the burning sensation linger on his lips, and chuckled.

"Don’t mention the old man to me. He actually gave my share of the property to Zheng Yaxin. I’ll settle accounts with that old bastard sooner or later!

Zheng Yaxin has been in the limelight recently, so I have to be careful. If she finds out about this property, she’ll definitely cause a scene in front of the old man. If he gets happy, he might give this place to her too!"

Zheng Xinxi said through gritted teeth, slamming the table hard, his expression extremely ferocious.

"Heaven doesn’t favor you; you need to stay calm. A year ago, I would have never thought your old man could survive that calamity!

I clearly asked my master to calculate it. Your old man’s death was imminent. Who knew what method he found to escape from it and even get a few more years of life in the process!"

Huang Henxin sighed deeply, his face full of bewilderment.

There are many cultivators on Xiang Island. When the old man of the Zheng family was sick, he sought help from many cultivators. But no matter who tried, using all kinds of elixirs and secret techniques, none could save his old man’s life.

Huang Henxin was also on the invitation list and even brought in his own master. But even Zhou Kuangtian couldn’t find a way.

Zheng Yaxin went to the mainland and somehow brought back a few elixirs that saved the old man’s life.

But this woman’s mouth was very tight. No matter what they did, they couldn’t get any clues from her.

"Today I am already annoyed enough, so let’s stop talking about those disappointing things."

Zheng Xinxi said coldly.

"Huang Henxin, I haven’t settled accounts with you yet! You went to great lengths to deceive me. What is so special about that Red Rope Gourd?

Didn’t you say it was a useless embryo that couldn’t be refined into a magical artifact?"

Zheng Xinxi brought up old matters, and Huang Henxin’s face immediately showed embarrassment.

"Young Master, it’s not as simple as you think."

"Don’t blame me for deceiving you. Actually, I not only tricked you, but everyone who attended that auction. All the information was provided by me."

"What did you say?"

Zheng Xinxi almost sprayed out his drink, his face full of astonishment.

"To ensure safety, I deliberately designed this scheme. The goal was to let you guys get the Red Rope Gourd and then bring it to me for appraisal, so it would safely end up in my hands. But I never expected that after all my calculations, the treasure would fall into Lin Beichen’s hands."

Huang Henxin sighed deeply, pounding his forehead hard.

Zheng Xinxi’s expression continued to change, filled with confusion.

"Huang Henxin, what the hell is inside that gourd that made you go through all this trouble?"

"Since you asked, Young Master, I won’t hide it from you."

With the object already taken by Lin Beichen, there was no need for Huang Henxin to keep the secret. He thought for a moment and said directly:

"This Red Rope Gourd is actually the core of a Feng Shui array. I once had the fortune to see a similar one.

My master said that the gourd has a whole universe inside. But unfortunately, I didn’t have the ability to see its secrets at that time. Later, the Feng Shui master died, his children went abroad, and it wasn’t until a few years ago that they returned and sold this item at an auction.

After I learned about it, I did everything to hide the information. I planned to set up this scheme where whoever bought it would come to me for appraisal, and then I would find a way to get hold of it.

In this way, the secret would be mine alone, and no one else would know about it, fulfilling my little selfishness."

Although Huang Henxin’s words were circuitous, Zheng Xinxi grasped the key point.

"So you’re saying... the Red Rope Gourd is just a disguise, and the real treasure is inside it?"

Zheng Xinxi asked eagerly.

"That’s right, but I only knew there was a treasure inside. I didn’t know what exactly it was.

Back then, I asked my master, but he wasn’t clear either. He only said that if the treasure inside appeared in the world, it would certainly cause a change in the world’s structure, an ultimate treasure that shouldn’t exist in the world.

That’s why it was sealed with a Feng Shui array, to prevent it from influencing the world if it appeared!"

Huang Henxin’s face was extremely serious, recalling the day, a trace of fear flickered in his eyes.

"Young Master Zheng, don’t think I’m exaggerating. You know my master’s reputation.

He never lied. But even though this treasure is great, a common person wouldn’t be able to use it. Only we cultivators can control it. After all, you, Young Master Zheng, are a mortal and cannot channel spiritual qi."

Since the opening of the Celestial Gate, a chasm had formed between cultivators and mortals. There was no need to skirt around the issue; it could be openly discussed.

Zheng Xinxi sighed helplessly after hearing this. Though he knew it was a shame, it didn’t matter much if he couldn’t use it.

As they say, there are plenty of magical artifacts on Xiang Island. It’s better to save money to buy something suitable for oneself than to spend heavily on a useless treasure.

"What do you plan to do about this matter? Let them go?"

Zheng Xinxi asked casually, pouring himself another drink.

Huang Henxin sneered, his eyes glinting with faint killing intent.

"Let them go? Young Master Zheng, do you think that’s possible? How could I let a few mainlanders off the hook?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xinxi laughed loudly.

At a dinner table, he could appear refined, like a gentleman.

But here, he acted like a thug.

But what did it matter?

Those mainlanders were pathetically naive. It took just a little trick to have them dancing in his palm, especially those girls. They were pretty but not very bright. Upon hearing he was a young master from a prestigious family, they trusted him without question.

Those mainlanders were too well-protected and didn’t know the darkness in human hearts or the true dangers of Xiang Island.

"You can kill those men for all I care, but leave those little beauties for me."

Zheng Xinxi said casually.

Just as Huang Henxin was about to nod, another voice suddenly echoed in the room.

"Casually taking lives; is this the nature of you people from Xiang Island?"

"Who is speaking?"

Zheng Xinxi exclaimed in shock, looking back to see a man standing mid-air outside the window, dozens of meters high, staring coldly at them.

"You..."

Zheng Xinxi’s face twisted in fear, "What kind of monster are you?"

His villa was located on the forty-fifth floor of a central high-rise.

Though the building wasn’t the tallest on Xiang Island, stringent security measures were in place due to the high-value location. From the main gate to the villa entrance, one had to pass through more than twenty security checks.

On regular days, even a fly wouldn’t be able to get in unnoticed. How had this man entered silently?

Most crucially, how was this person floating in the air without any support?

A ghost!

Those words flashed in Zheng Xinxi’s mind, and he shuddered with fear.

"You’re Lin Beichen!"

As a cultivator, Huang Henxin was surprised but quickly regained his composure, recognizing Lin Beichen.

He gripped a string of abacus beads, his gaze icy, voice tinged with a slight killing intent.

"You’ve dared to come here. It seems today will be your death."

"You want to kill me?"

Lin Beichen said indifferently, walking into the room as if on flat ground, opening a bottle of red wine from the bar.

The crimson liquid resembled the color of blood!