Extremely Profound and Comfortable

Hearing Boss Nie's voice, Nie Qinglan couldn't help but shudder, her delicate face turning pale.

The scene of Shirley dying right before her eyes still haunted her.

Even though it was her own father's voice, it sent chills down her spine.

"Uncle Nie, what can I do for you?"

An Yi spoke calmly, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hint of coldness.

Back then, he had Bai Xiu investigate the coordinates of the kidnappers' phone calls.

The location traced back to this bustling district of Yunzhou City.

Moreover, they uncovered evidence of Boss Nie's dealings with the Heaven Organization.

Though there was no definitive proof, An Yi was almost certain that Boss Nie was the mastermind behind Qin Yao's kidnapping.

"Is the serum with you?" Boss Nie asked, his tone deceptively calm but unable to mask his anger.

An Yi played dumb. "Uncle Nie, what are you talking about? I don’t understand."

"Qinglan is in your car too, isn’t she? I saw the surveillance footage. Let me speak to her," Boss Nie's voice came through.

An Yi glanced at Nie Qinglan.

Her delicate face was drained of color. "No... I don’t want to!"

An Yi replied coolly, "She’s not available right now."

"An Yi, you’ve played a ruthless game. You win."

Boss Nie’s voice was heavy before the call abruptly ended.

An Yi was left baffled.

What the hell was that about?

Hongtian poked his dog head out. "Who was that?"

The old monk sighed. "It was Boss Nie."

Nie Qinglan stared at Hongtian in surprise, never expecting a dog to talk. Unable to resist, she reached out and patted its head.

"Little girl, I eat humans!"

Hongtian bared his teeth, trying to intimidate Nie Qinglan.

But seeing the black dog speak so seriously while trying to scare her, Nie Qinglan couldn’t help but giggle and stroke its head again.

"What an interesting dog!"

Her curiosity grew, and some of the gloom in her heart lifted.

Hongtian sighed, only able to glare at her with his one good eye. At most, he could scare her a little.

If he actually bit her, An Yi would probably turn him into a hot pot that very night.

Splat!

Blood splattered.

The Heaven Organization’s SS-rank assassin Spear, SS-rank assassin White Rhino, along with two S-rank assassins and numerous A-rank assassins—their heads rolled to the ground.

Boss Nie polished his silver pistol, staring at the night sky, his gaze growing colder.

In his eyes, An Yi must have known about the serum long ago. That’s why he chose such a sensitive moment to exploit Nie Qinglan’s visit to the Nie family villa.

Boss Nie knew the old monk’s background well.

But now, he suspected that the monk had been working with An Yi all along.

The underground warehouse was a labyrinth of traps and mechanisms.

Without an insider who knew the layout like the back of their hand, it would have been impossible to unlock the restraints on those demonic beasts and escape through the back passage.

An Yi forcing the monk to cooperate?

Hah! That monk was a Void Realm expert.

Would he really obey a twenty-year-old kid?

Besides, the surveillance footage showed the monk willingly getting into An Yi’s car.

Boss Nie refused to believe there was no prior connection.

The mistake was trusting the monk too much.

To Boss Nie, this was all part of An Yi’s carefully laid scheme—a double-crossing move planned long in advance.

What followed was An Yi’s real killing blow.

Switching the serum, using the Heaven Organization as pawns to fight his battles, then releasing the demonic beasts to create chaos and cover his escape.

Finally, he manipulated Nie Qinglan’s feelings for him, taking her hostage as leverage.

Boss Nie’s expression darkened.

It was a flawless conspiracy—one that pitted him and the Heaven Organization against each other in a deadly feud.

Meanwhile, An Yi walked away with the serum, disappearing from the stage unscathed.

When had this trap even been set?

Boss Nie took a deep breath.

If he still had the serum, he wouldn’t fear the Heaven Organization.

But now, everything was ruined. The Heaven Organization wouldn’t rest until one side was destroyed.

"The student has surpassed the master. I’ve been outplayed."

Boss Nie crushed his phone in his grip, his face twisted with fury.

For the first time, his arrogance had been humbled—completely manipulated by his opponent.

And yet, at this moment, he couldn’t afford to clash head-on with the Asura Sect.

In just a few days, Lin Chen had swiftly taken control of Hong Kong, becoming the dominant force there.

Meanwhile, Bai Xiu had carved a bloody path through Demon Valley overseas, earning the title of "God" in that region.

And An Yi? In the past two days, he had quietly gained the favor of the Dao Alliance and the Law Enforcement Bureau—the two most powerful factions in Xia.

Both had extended olive branches to him at different times.

Now, it seemed even Jienan Monk—the former abbot of Lantuo Temple, once the top Buddhist sect two centuries ago—had ties to An Yi.

Everything was falling into place.

The once-insignificant Asura Sect was growing at an alarming rate, spreading like wildfire.

"An Yi..."

Boss Nie’s eyes turned icy.

Who would have thought that a street thug could rise to become a major player influencing Xia’s power dynamics—all in less than a year?

Meanwhile, the man responsible for shaking up the entire martial world of Xia was lounging in the backseat of a Wuling minivan, picking at his toes while scrolling through his phone.

He casually instructed the big black dog to keep driving.

The old monk eyed Hongtian nervously from the passenger seat. "Young Master An, letting a dog drive seems... unwise."

"Bald donkey, who are you looking down on?!"

Hongtian twisted his head around, baring his teeth.

The old monk sighed helplessly.

He felt like he’d been forced into this mess.

But now, he had no choice but to stick with An Yi.

After helping him release those demonic beasts, staying behind would mean certain death.

"Relax, this dog’s got spirit," An Yi said with a chuckle.

This wasn’t just any dog—it was an ancient demonic beast, five thousand years old!

The entire Hongtian Secret Realm, a pocket dimension, had been created just to seal it away.

Comparing it to a normal dog was an insult.

"What should I call you, Master?" An Yi asked.

After an entire night, he still didn’t know the monk’s name.

The old monk smiled. "When I was ordained, my Dharma name was Jie Nan. After leaving the order, I went by Li Minghua."

"Li Minghua?"

An Yi raised an eyebrow, pausing his toe-picking out of respect.

"Just call me Old Li. I’m a layman now. Not much I can do, but I’d make a decent gatekeeper for your place," Jie Nan said with a smile.

Ding!

"[Asura Sect] Gatekeeper—Li Minghua!"

The system’s cheerful mechanical voice chimed in.

Looking at the Asura Sect’s personnel distribution map, An Yi sighed in relief.

At least the old monk knew his place.

If he’d asked for something outrageous, this shameless system might’ve actually approved it.

"Slow down! Hit the brakes!" Nie Qinglan yelled from the front seat, directing Hongtian.

"Which one’s the brake?" Hongtian asked, confused.

"The one next to the accelerator!"

"Why do I need to press it?"

"Because it’s a red light! You have to stop at intersections, or you’ll get fined—or worse, lose your license!" Nie Qinglan explained, exasperated.

I really shouldn’t have let the dog drive—no common sense at all.

Hongtian flashed a wild grin: "Hahaha, no worries. The car’s unregistered, and I don’t have a license."

Nie Qinglan’s face darkened as she turned to An Yi.

An Yi shrugged: "Don’t look at me. I don’t have a license either."

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