NIP Chapter 134 Private Airline, Dark Clouds Over Beijing
Chapter 134 Private Airline, Dark Clouds Over Beijing
The underground air-raid shelter of the Jiangnan Astronomical Bureau.
Lin Zhen, covered in sweat, ran out of the makeshift kitchen carrying a stainless steel pressure cooker. The pressure cooker's valve was still spewing out white steam, and an intensely fragrant aroma instantly filled the entire space.
"Mr. Lu, as you instructed, the main tendon of the dragon was paired with three 500-year-old wild ginseng roots, and it was simmered over a low flame for three hours. The water used was all deep glacial water."
Lin Zhen placed the pressure cooker on the table and used a damp towel as a pad to unscrew the lid.
Inside was a thick, black sesame paste-like ointment, with several tiny golden bubbles, each the size of a fingernail, swirling on the surface.
Lu Yuan walked over and glanced down at it.
"The heat wasn't quite right. This broken pot on Earth isn't even as airtight as the lowest-grade alchemy furnace in the cultivation world, so at least 20% of the medicine's efficacy was lost."
Lu Yuan casually put the pressure cooker lid back on and pushed it in front of Lin Zhen.
"Put it in a thermos. Send your most trusted person to the Panlong Mountain villa. Watch my sister drink it all down."
"Tell her that after drinking it she might feel hot all over and her bones might itch a little; that's the medicine washing away the cold from her Nine Yin Meridians. Tell her to stay in bed and not get out of bed until I'm back before dawn."
Lin Zhen picked up the pressure cooker with both hands and nodded his head vigorously.
"Don't worry! Even if I lose my life on the way, I guarantee I'll get the medicine to Miss Lu!"
Lu Yuan didn't look at him again and turned to walk out.
Shen Qingci, already holding an encrypted walkie-talkie, quickly caught up.
"Mr. Lu, the Astronomical Bureau's Gulfstream special plane has applied for the highest-level red route and is waiting for you at the military airport. It will only take forty-five minutes from takeoff to landing in Beijing."
"We'll talk about it on the way."
Forty minutes later.
A black Gulfstream passenger plane without any civil aviation markings is tearing through the airflow at high speed above the clouds at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
The cabin was decorated like a luxurious cigar club.
Lu Yuan leaned back on the large leather sofa, his eyes slightly closed.
Shen Qingci sat in the independent chair opposite, rapidly operating a military-grade holographic projector.
"The situation is worse than we anticipated."
Shen Qingci swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.
"The Heavenly Surveillance Bureau's informant in the capital has sent back a message. The Ancient Martial Arts Alliance is determined to make an example of Ye Qingcheng. They've tied her to the tallest lightning rod on the martial arts stage in the capital."
"Those five reclusive elders each occupied a key point of the formation. They buried ninety-nine pieces of lightning-struck wood around the martial arts arena, setting up a killing formation called 'Heavenly Punishment.' It is said that once the formation is activated, it can attract thunderclouds within a ten-mile radius, with a power no less than that of a miniature tactical nuclear bomb."
Lu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids.
His breathing was steady, even a little languid.
At this moment, deep within his sea of consciousness, a dramatic change was taking place that no outsider could possibly perceive.
The three Star Essence Gold meteorites, each weighing over ten tons, along with the Void Stones retrieved from the Shield Consortium's stronghold, were floating in the center of the sea of consciousness.
That pitiful wisp of refined energy, a layer of true essence, transformed into a tiny flame, slowly peeling away the impurities from the meteorite's surface.
He was performing a simulation.
Since these old men want to play with lightning, then Earth's so-called lightning magic is nothing more than forcibly inducing static electricity using the incomplete earth vein energy. This kind of trick, which doesn't even qualify as a superficial one, would at most give a Mahayana stage physical body a deep physical therapy if it actually struck.
The problem is that his true energy is now depleted. While he won't die from being struck by lightning, he will inevitably trigger that damned Heavenly Dao Life-Stealing Curse.
There must be a buffer layer.
If these meteorites can be used to repair even the smallest crack in the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron, allowing the spirit to exhale a breath of mother qi to protect the heart meridian, then this trip to the capital will be as good as a walk.
"What about the S.H.I.E.L.D. conglomerate?"
Lu Yuan kept his eyes closed and casually asked a question.
"The Asia regional executive of the S.H.I.E.L.D. is named Smith. He brought twelve S-class mutants with him, and they are currently in the VIP viewing area of the martial arts arena."
Shen Qingci pulled up a blurry, secretly taken photo.
"According to intelligence, these mutants have not only been injected with Frost Wolf genes, but also fused with the bone marrow fluid of some unknown creature. Their skin is as hard as the composite armor of a tank, and they have no sense of pain."
"A pile of rotten flesh soaked in chemicals."
Lu Yuan opened his eyes.
Within the sea of consciousness, the impurities of the last meteorite were completely burned away. A drop of liquid, no bigger than a soybean and radiating a dazzling golden light, fell onto the broken, verdigris-covered legs of the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron.
hum!
A deep, muffled buzzing sound came from deep within Lu Yuan's eardrums.
An invisible stream of primordial energy swiftly circulated along his meridians, finally settling firmly around his heart meridian.
Even the black chain tightly bound to the soul was forced back half an inch by this aura.
Lu Yuan let out a long breath.
"How much longer until we arrive?"
Shen Qingci glanced at the tactical watch on her wrist.
"We have entered the Beijing Air Defense Identification Zone. We are 50 kilometers away from Wudaotai."
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The capital city, the martial arts arena.
This is a huge white marble plaza built on the foothills of the Yanshan Mountains. It is usually a sacred place for ancient martial arts practitioners to exchange skills and discuss swordsmanship, but today it has become an execution ground.
A strong wind whipped up dark clouds overhead, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of ozone.
In the center of the square stands a thick bronze pillar, thirty meters high.
Ye Qingcheng was tightly bound to the copper pillar by two thick steel chains.
Her signature white dress was already tattered from being whipped, and dark red blood clots mixed with dirt dripped down her fair legs.
"Ye Qingcheng".
An elderly man dressed in a gray robe, with white hair and beard, stood ten meters away, leaning on a charred wooden cane. This was Elder Lei, the head of the five reclusive elders of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance.
"You were the most talented Grandmaster in the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance in the past hundred years. As long as you bow your head now and admit that that brat surnamed Lu is a heretic, I can decide to cripple your cultivation and spare your worthless life."
Ye Qingcheng raised her head with difficulty.
His once aloof and detached face now bore only an almost morbid mockery.
She looked at Elder Lei, her chapped lips moving slightly.
"You have no idea what you've messed with."
"He is not a demon... He is an abyss that you are not even worthy to look up to."
Elder Lei's face suddenly darkened, and he slammed his wooden cane heavily on the white marble floor tiles.
Click!
The hard floor tiles cracked like a spider web.
"Stubborn fool! Since you're willing to be that brat's dog, then today I'll let you taste the punishment of heaven!"
Sitting in the VIP section not far away, Smith swirled the wine in his glass, the red wine inside as thick as blood.
"Elder Lei, there are still forty-eight hours left until the three-day deadline you set. That woman surnamed Lu hasn't even shown her face; she's probably already scared and hiding in the sewers. Why don't we just kill her outright to save everyone's time?"
Elder Lei snorted coldly.
"That's exactly what I'm thinking. First, I'll sever her limbs with a bolt of lightning, then upload the video to the dark web. I refuse to believe that brat can hold his temper!"
Elder Lei raised the wooden staff in his hand.
The elders in the four surrounding directions simultaneously formed hand seals. The ninety-nine pieces of lightning-struck wood buried underground in the plaza burst forth with a blinding blue light.
The dark clouds overhead began to churn violently, with faint purple lightning bolts flashing through them.
At this critical moment.
Suddenly, a deafening roar of engines came from the sky.
Everyone instinctively looked up.
A jet-black Gulfstream airliner, like a reckless shark, blatantly disregarded the most stringent air defense no-fly zone in Beijing, brutally tearing through the clouds and hovering steadily a thousand meters above the martial arts arena.
The side door of the plane was kicked open from the inside.
A strong wind, mixed with icy raindrops, poured into the cabin.
Lu Yuan stood at the cabin door, looking down at the group of figures below that looked like ants.
He didn't even glance at the parachute straps before taking a step forward.