NIP Chapter 137 Death Valley Coordinates, Chu Family's Cleanup List
Chapter 137 Death Valley Coordinates, Chu Family's Cleanup List
The broken bronze fragment deep within his consciousness was still trembling violently.
The blinding red light spread along the Xuanhuang Mother Qi, forcibly imprinting a complex star array pattern into Lu Yuan's mind.
The violent aura belonging to the Sirius star system was faintly emanating from the coordinates. This was not a scent that could be produced on Earth; it carried a strong, pungent stench, the stench of countless lives drained dry.
The countdown to the invasion has already been turned over in secret.
Lu Yuan stood in the center of the martial arts stage, which was littered with debris, letting the wind whip the corners of his white shirt around his neck.
He paused for three seconds, then casually tossed the steaming white towel at Chu Jianguo's feet.
Arrange a plane for me.
Lu Yuan's voice was completely flat.
"Go to western China, Kunlun."
Chu Jianguo's mouth was slightly open, and the light in his eyes flickered violently. The background sound of armored vehicle tracks crushing the ground around him vanished completely in that instant.
He instinctively stood at attention, not even daring to ask, "What are you going to do?"
"Understood! The military's highest-level supersonic fighter jets can take off from Nanyuan Airport within half an hour. But..."
Chu Jianguo clenched his teeth tightly, cold sweat trickling down his temples.
"Mr. Lu, there's been a major commotion in Kunlun recently. Half a month ago, an exploration team consisting of geological experts and three internal strength martial artists entered Death Valley, and they haven't been heard from since. The military sent two drones in for search and rescue, but as soon as they crossed the mountain pass, all signals were cut off."
"The magnetic field there is completely out of control. Meteorological departments have observed that thunderclouds constantly linger over Death Valley, making it impossible for satellites to capture any images of the area."
Lu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids.
"That's none of your business. You just need to get me to a height where I can skydive."
He turned his head and looked at Ye Qingcheng, who was still slumped next to the broken bronze pillar.
This once lofty Grandmaster, representing the highest will of the ancient martial arts world, is now covered in mud and blood, looking like a rag doll abandoned in a garbage dump.
Hearing that Lu Yuan was leaving, Ye Qingcheng struggled to crawl forward two steps, her bloodied fingers digging tightly into the gaps in the white marble floor tiles.
"Master...take me away..."
Her voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.
"I can kill for you... I can take a knife for you..."
Lu Yuan stopped and looked down at her from his superior position.
"With your paltry skills, which haven't even reached the threshold of the Foundation Establishment stage?"
Lu Yuan snorted coldly.
"Looking at you now, half-dead, you'd be treated like a dog even if you went to Kunlun. Go back to Panlong Mountain in Jiangnan."
He raised his right hand, forced out a drop of true essence from his fingertip that was even finer than a strand of hair, and flicked it with his finger.
The drop of true essence precisely entered Ye Qingcheng's brow.
Ye Qingcheng's body convulsed violently. Her meridians, which had been shattered inch by inch due to the backlash of the lightning array, miraculously began to reconnect. A massive flow of information, far beyond her comprehension, was forcibly crammed into her mind.
It was an incomplete outer sect breathing technique manual for the cultivation world.
"Stand guard outside the Panlong Mountain villa area. If a single fly flies into my sister's room before dawn, I will crush every bone in your body and throw it into the Jiangzhou moat to feed the turtles."
Lu Yuan didn't look at her again and walked straight to the military jeep parked at the edge of the square.
Chu Jianguo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly jogged to catch up and open the car door.
......
At the same time, in Jiangzhou, Jiangnan, in the Panlongshan villa area.
Lin Zhen, clutching the stainless steel insulated container tightly in both hands, jumped out of the armored vehicle and ran wildly into the villa gate.
The entire Panlong Mountain was now shrouded in the Nine Heavens Gathering Spirit Array set up by Lu Yuan, with immortal mist swirling around it. But Lin Zhen had no mind to appreciate any of this; he only felt that the back of his clothes was completely soaked with cold sweat.
Lu Qingxue was wearing loose-fitting loungewear and sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a thick dictionary of classical Chinese.
Following Lu Yuan's instructions, she forced herself to memorize those obscure and difficult acupoint diagrams and meridian pathways every day.
"Miss Lu!"
Lin Zhen rushed into the living room, panting heavily, and placed the thermos heavily on the coffee table.
"Mr. Lu instructed that you drink this medicine immediately. Not a drop should be left!"
Lu Qingxue put down the dictionary, a hint of doubt in her clear eyes.
She stepped forward and watched as Lin Zhen unscrewed the lid of the thermos with trembling hands.
An intensely strong, suffocating fragrance, mixed with scorching heat, instantly assaulted our senses.
It was a bowl of thick, black sesame paste-like ointment, with several golden bubbles even bubbling on the surface. The essence of Qi and blood from the Fusion Stage contained in the main tendon of the Flood Dragon, even with 20% loss, was still a deadly potent medicine for Earthlings.
"Where's my brother?"
Lu Qingxue picked up the still slightly hot porcelain bowl.
"Mr. Lu went to the capital on business and will be back soon."
Lin Zhen didn't dare to meet Lu Qingxue's gaze at all, and could only stare at the wool carpet on the floor.
Lu Qingxue didn't ask any more questions. She habitually avoided causing trouble for Lu Yuan.
She picked up the porcelain bowl, closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swallowed the scalding hot ointment in large gulps.
The thick ointment slid down the esophagus into the stomach.
For the first three seconds, nothing happened.
The fourth second.
The porcelain bowl in Lu Qingxue's hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into pieces.
She suddenly clutched her chest, then collapsed onto the sofa uncontrollably, curling up like a cooked shrimp.
Her originally fair skin instantly turned bright red, and the fine beads of sweat that had just seeped out of her pores immediately turned into a layer of white frost.
The long-dormant, extremely cold energy of the Nine Yin Profound Meridian, after being impacted by the extremely hot blood and energy of the dragon, completely went berserk.
Click click click.
The precious Podocarpus macrophyllus in the living room has developed a thick layer of icicles on its leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The moisture in the air was forcibly frozen, turning into tiny snowflakes that fell onto the wool carpet.
Lin Zhen was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, his back pressed tightly against the wall.
He tried to get closer to the sofa, but the chilling aura emanating from Lu Qingxue turned his eyebrows and hair a frosty white. His blood flow was forcibly slowed, and his heart ached.
"Miss Lu! Hang in there!"
Lin Zhen pulled out an encrypted walkie-talkie, his hands shaking so much that he couldn't even press the buttons accurately.
Lu Qingxue bit her lip hard, a strong taste of blood filling her mouth. A cracking sound, like popping beans, came from between her bones as two opposing forces tore at her meridians like a battlefield.
"I'm... fine..."
Lu Qingxue's voice trembled violently, accompanied by heavy panting.
She swallowed back the scream that was about to burst from her throat, gripping the leather edge of the sofa tightly with both hands, her fingernails breaking off, and the blood dripping onto the carpet instantly turning into red ice beads.
"My brother said... I can't get out of bed before dawn..."
She dragged her frost-covered body, slowly climbing up to her bedroom on the second floor.
Lin Zhen leaned against the wall, looking at that frail yet extremely stubborn back, and his eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.
He finally understood why that high-ranking Mahayana Immortal Venerable would slaughter powerful and influential people for this girl without even blinking an eye.
......
10,000 meters above the ground.
A military supersonic fighter jet, painted entirely in dark gray, is tearing through the night sky at Mach 3, heading straight for western China.
Lu Yuan sat in the cramped cabin, closing his eyes to rest.
Shen Qingci sat opposite him, her fingers rapidly swiping across the military tablet, pulling up a top-secret file.
"Mr. Lu, the situation in Kunlun Death Valley is more complicated than we expected."
Shen Qingci's voice came through the tactical headset into Lu Yuan's ears.
"The Astronomical Bureau's satellite captured one last thermal image before completely losing signal."
She handed the tablet to Lu Yuan.
"Beneath the entire Death Valley lies a massive energy source. That thing is frantically drawing upon the ley lines of the earth within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. The surrounding ecosystem has completely collapsed, and a large number of wild animals with mutated body shapes have appeared."
Lu Yuan opened his eyes and glanced at the blurry red spot on the screen.
"That's not a naturally occurring energy source."
Lu Yuan's voice was cold.
"That's the lowest-level spirit-gathering formation in the cultivation world. Someone is using China's earth veins to prolong their life."
He tapped his fingers lightly twice on his knee.
"Tell the pilot to fly directly above Death Valley. No need to land, just open the hatch."