Unlike the slightly otherworldly aura of the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch in front of him.
Although both of them carried a sense of authority.
But Cui Long’s power comes more from the ‘Si Hai Bang’.
While the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch has a kind of divinity.
Simply put, the former is like a human emperor, while the latter is like a god in heaven.
Of course, this is just a metaphor.
There is no substantial difference.
In fact, in Jason’s perception, they are merely heading in different directions, essentially… the same.
‘Is mastering Martial Arts Divinity and refining acupoints different?’
But just , the Sect Hierarch suddenly yelled after taking two steps forward—
The voice was like a thunderclap, carrying the unique pressure of an authority figure, instantly making one’s heart tremble.
This kind of technique, he often used himself.
Regardless if anyone is there or not, bluffing first is always a good start.
Might just get an unexpected outcome.
Just like hitting the apricot trees aimlessly hoping some fruits fall.
What if a couple apricots do fall?
Of course, it could also be a snake that falls.
Jason was certainly not a snake.
But if you have to call him a snake, then he would be a gluttonous snake.
The ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch was not an ordinary fruit hitter either; after the shout proved useless, he went straight to the source of the fire and saw the charred body.
At the same time, squads of Martial Artists began searching the entire estate thoroughly.
Then, he shook his head.
He had cleaned up the traces thoroughly, even if he missed something, it wouldn’t have been noticed this quickly.
Unless they had been ‘watching’ here all along.
But how could that be!
With his perception, if someone truly had been watching, he would have noticed long before.
Be it secret techniques or mechanical means.
Whenever ‘observation’ occurs, he always senses something is off.
The uneasiness in his heart doesn’t lie.
So how did they find out?
Or was it all purely out of caution?
Jason’s brow furrowed again.
Whether the former or the latter, it wasn’t good news for him.
Immediately, Jason decided to leave.
He stayed to confirm The Planner.
Now that it’s been confirmed.
The ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch, having no ‘food’ scent, wasn’t worth his effort.
Silently, Jason left the estate.
The journey back to the ‘Si Hai Bang’ headquarters was smooth.
In the secret room, upon seeing Jason’s return, Dou Bao, Cui Long’s daughter, and Miss Hong Xiu all stood up.
"Master Mu, how was it?”
Cui Long’s daughter asked directly.
"Someone orchestrated this,
It’s the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch.
I didn’t see Cui Long, but he should be alive.”
Jason was now certain that Cui Long, the ‘great leader’, wasn’t dead.
Previously, he could only be sure that the female assassin couldn’t kill Cui Long, the ‘great leader’, but wasn’t sure if he was dead or not. But after seeing the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch, Jason was sure.
Cui Long wasn’t dead!
Because to kill the ‘great leader’ Cui Long, at least the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch would need to act.
That’s a battle between equals.
And to silently kill the ‘great leader’ Cui Long?
Not to mention whether such a sword master could be recruited by the ‘Transmigration Cult’.
Simply put, if there really were such a sword master, the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch wouldn’t have needed to rush back, they could have just had the sword master wait in the estate.
But what was the result?
The so-called sword master never appeared.
The ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch also hurried back.
As for the sword master moving away from ‘Fragrance City’?
That’s even more impossible.
The ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch was clearly planning something big; under such circumstances, how could they let the sword master move away from ‘Fragrance City’.
And inviting a sword master with a favor?
If it were him, he would use it in a more appropriate place.
For instance: the person that was lured in!
The person the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch was waiting for!
Hence, this sword master does not exist.
So, Cui Long, the ‘great leader’s death was a trick.
So here comes the question!
What role did Cui Long, the ‘great leader’, play in this event?
Was he helping the ‘Transmigration Cult’ Sect Hierarch?
Or assisting the person who was drawn here?
Cui Long’s daughter didn’t think too deeply.
She only knew her father wasn’t dead.
Cui Long’s daughter cheered.
Miss Hong Xiu also had a joyful expression.
To both of them, knowing that Cui Long, the ‘great leader’, was still alive was the best news.
‘The great leader’ is alive.
‘The great leader’ is dead.
Those are two entirely different concepts.
Amidst Cui Long’s daughter’s, Miss Hong Xiu’s cheers, Jason looked at Dou Bao, who, just like before, had a gentle smile, welcoming Jason back, and then Jason looked at the female assassin.
The female assassin sat there blankly, mumbling: “Aba aba.”
And drool was dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Like she had gone dumb.
"I asked her some things, used some special drugs.
She now has some aftereffects.
But, after a few days of rest, she’ll be fine.”