The Three Realms Thief Chapter 45

The six-armed man nodded in satisfaction.

These nine were experts he had cultivated with great effort over many years.

Each of them was willing to die for him.

They would definitely handle things without a hitch.

After all—

That child was only at the second level of Qi Refining.

The six-armed man reached out and tugged at a long line in the void. His figure leaped, and he flew up into the sky with the line, quickly passing through the clouds.

He flew through the clouds.

At his speed, it wasn’t long before he reached the docks in the city’s eastern district.

As he descended, the four arms behind him had disappeared.

He looked as if he were a burly sailor.

This “sailor” walked directly into the shabby “Sailors’ Bar” in the corner of the dock.

The entire bar contained only one man, sitting at the counter, drinking.

“‘Spirit Medium’ Xia Yin, it’s been a while since we last met.”

The “sailor” sat down next to the man and said in a teasing tone.

“You killed Xu Chengan’s son?” the man called Xia Yin asked directly.

“How could that be! I just had my subordinates draw lots to see who would have the opportunity to receive his guidance.”

Said the six-armed man.

“Hmph, there’s no benefit in killing a child. Would you even do such a thing?” Xia Yin asked.

“How can there be no benefit—as soon as I think that Xu Chengan will suffer for it, I feel comfortable all over my ten thousand pores,” the six-armed man laughed.

The two raised their glasses and clinked them.

“Xu Chengan will die, and his son will also die. Their lineage will cease, and they will no longer be able to Perform Spirit Communication,” said Xia Yin.

“Then everything on this line will be decided by you and me,” the six-armed man said bluntly.

“Good idea.” Xia Yin smiled.

…

Hospital.

After the six-armed man left.

His nine subordinates gathered to discuss the mission.

“This time, ‘Spirit Medium’ really fell hard. Not only is he trapped in that relic, but his son is also going to die.”

One subordinate said.

“Who told him not to know his place? Hurry up and decide who goes to work, the sooner he’s killed, the sooner it’s over.”

“That’s right.”

As they were discussing, they suddenly fell silent and turned to look.

Two figures simultaneously appeared on the railing.

—These were two exceedingly ordinary men, who would not be noticed if thrown into a crowd.

Their expressions were indifferent, and they said nothing, just looking from afar.

“Who are you!”

The six-armed man’s subordinate shouted.

The two still said nothing, just silently made a gesture.

—The man on the left brought his five fingers together, held them upright, and waved them downwards.

The man on the right stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up.

The discussion was over.

The two disappeared from their original spots at the same time.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Only to see two afterimages gently flying back, landing in their original places, still with indifferent expressions.

They each guarded a side, left and right.

For the rest of the time, they stood on the rooftop, vigilantly observing all movements within the hospital.

The bodies of the nine people were neatly laid out on the ground.

There was no blood.

It was impossible to tell how they died.

Until a quarter of an hour later.

A gecko crawled up the wall to the rooftop, transforming into a talisman in mid-air, emitting an emotionless voice:

“Speak.”

Only then did one of them respectfully say:

“Internal Guard Seventeen reports.”

“It’s been cleaned up, everything is normal. You may greet the princess.”

“What is the strength of these people? What is their origin?” the talisman asked.

“Their strength is like ants, not worthy of being traced,” Internal Guard Seventeen said.

“Immediately arrange for her arrival—and also investigate these people—maintain the strictness of the work, understood?” the talisman said.

“Yes!” the two chorused.

A few minutes later.

Xu Yuan ran quickly down the street.

Perhaps the “Agility +2” from the Mark of Truth was working—

He felt as light as a swallow as he ran, more agile and swifter than usual.

His movements were faster, more precise, and more efficient.

If only he could reach the third level of Qi Refining, then he could add another point of agility.

Before long.

Hospital.

Xu Yuan was stunned when he entered the ward.

It was a six-person ward.

When he came in the morning, he saw patients in the other beds sleeping.

But now—

The other beds were empty.

Besides his mother, there was only a girl in a patient gown, sitting in a wheelchair, with her back to him, arranging flowers in a vase on the windowsill.

When Xu Yuan entered, her flower arranging hand paused slightly, then she gracefully placed the flower into the vase.

“Xiaoyuan is here.”

His mother, Zhao Shulan, said.

“The ward is suddenly much emptier. Where are the other patients?” Xu Yuan glanced at the girl and asked.

The clouds outside the window scattered.

The deep blue sky was stained with the sunset, reflecting into the window glass, illuminating the girl’s back, and together with the flowers in front of her, forming a lonely yet beautiful painting.

But—

She was in a wheelchair.

…Another poor soul.

Xu Yuan sighed inwardly and averted his gaze.

“Those sick friends, one was discharged, one was scheduled for surgery, and I never spoke to the others, so I’m not sure,” his mother, Zhao Shulan, said.

“Let’s eat first. You said you weren’t hungry, so I came a bit late.”

Xu Yuan opened the lunchbox, laid out the dishes and rice, and helped Zhao Shulan raise the bed.

The dishes were from the cafeteria.

Stir-fried tomatoes with eggs, sweet and sour pork ribs, and shredded pork with green peppers and wood ear mushrooms.

The rice was steamed spirit rice.

And hot seaweed and egg soup.

The school’s food was cheap and plentiful, very suitable for the Xu family’s current financial situation.

“How was the exam this morning?” Zhao Shulan asked while eating.

“It was alright. I was in a group with Yang Xiaobing and them, didn’t make too many mistakes,” Xu Yuan said.

“Still have a written test tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Speaking of which, your father graduated from Yuheng University. Do you want him to pull some strings?”

Xu Yuan paused.

His father’s phone was always unreachable.

It was common when excavating ruins for signals to be blocked by barriers or restrictions.

And he couldn’t tell his mom about Yuheng University.

She was ill; she shouldn’t worry.

“Mom, with your son’s strength, do I still need to do that?” he chuckled.

“That’s true. My son is quite promising.”

Mother and son babbled on.

Xu Yuan also felt a bit感慨.

All mothers in the world are the same.

As long as her son achieves even a tiny bit, she will be proud of him.

Combining this with the memories of his past self, the past was vivid in his mind.

He now felt that he was Xu Yuan.

Or—

He was Xu Yuan’s wish.

“The weather is changing these past two days. Are you cold, Mom? I’ll bring you some warm clothes.”

“No need, the heating in this hospital is strong enough. I actually feel hot, sometimes I can’t even sleep at night,” Zhao Shulan complained.

At this point, Xu Yuan had also finished his meal.

He sat cross-legged on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, chatting idly with Zhao Shulan.

—This relaxed and unhurried feeling was very soothing.

Tap, tap, tap!

A knock on the door sounded.

“Come in,” Xu Yuan said.

Two middle-aged men and women walked in.

Zhao Shulan, sitting on the hospital bed, said in surprise:

“Old Li? Sister Zhang? Why are you here?”

“We’re here to visit you on behalf of the unit,” the man called Old Li smiled.

“Yes, it’s been a while since we came. Now there’s good news, so we came to tell you,” Sister Zhang also smiled.

Their gazes fell on Xu Yuan.

“Hello Uncle, hello Auntie,” Xu Yuan quickly greeted them.

“Xiaoyuan has grown up, he’s really getting more handsome, and taller too. Such a talented young man,” Sister Zhang patted his shoulder.

“Hehe,” Xu Yuan scratched his head.

These were his parents’ colleagues, old acquaintances he had seen many times since childhood.

“What good news? Has my husband finished his mission and returned?”

Zhao Shulan asked.

“No—it’s something else,” Old Li said.

“The unit issued a document saying that the Archaeological Bureau is selecting reserve talents, and if selected, they will be given a sum of money,” Sister Zhang said.

“Reserve talents?” Zhao Shulan asked.

“Yes, for children of internal staff. If they have a special skill or have already entered the path of cultivation, they can participate in the selection, and the staff member will receive a reward,” Old Li said.

All three looked at Xu Yuan.

“Mom, I’ll participate,” Xu Yuan said excitedly.

That wasn’t imaginary shop gold coins, but real money!

It could improve their family life!

“But our Xu Yuan is already in his third year of high school. If he goes to do other things now, I’m afraid it will affect his studies,” Zhao Shulan hesitated.

“It won’t. The selection is quick, less than half an hour,” Old Li said.

“Only half an hour—Mom, let me go make some money!”

Xu Yuan was eager.

That’s right.

He remembered.

He had already postponed the Nightmare difficulty match once before, and he had to do it again this time.

“Your performance tonight will delay the Nightmare difficulty match, either long or short.”

He had this mission.

He had to perform well!

If he succeeded, he would also get money.

With such excellent conditions, of course, he had to take it.

Several people chuckled at his eager look.

Sister Zhang held Zhao Shulan’s hand and whispered:

“I’ve carefully read the document, there’s no problem. Let your child try, it’s a real opportunity, and it might even alleviate your financial pressure.”

Zhao Shulan looked at Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan gave a thumbs up, indicating no problem.

“Alright.”

Zhao Shulan conceded. As Sister Zhang saw her agree, she took out her phone and quickly entered some information.

“Within three days, you go to Zhou Mountain Road, Xingyao Building, Room 301 on the third floor, fill out the form and participate in the selection.”

“It can be completed very quickly.”

“Auntie Zhang, what is the content of the selection?” Xu Yuan asked.

“It might be based on the candidate’s situation, you’ll know the specifics when you get there,” Sister Zhang said.

“Relax, it’s fine, it’s all a policy to take care of the unit’s children,” Uncle Li also said.

“Okay, thank you Uncle and Auntie.”

Xu Yuan looked at the website and documents they sent.

Such documents were very rigorous, with several official seals at the end of the document.

It should be a care policy for employees’ children from his parents’ unit.

Everything was in order.

It seemed like a good opportunity to earn some money.

That’s good.

Xu Yuan slowly relaxed.

What he didn’t see was—

The girl in the wheelchair was still gazing at the scenery outside the window, not turning back at all.

But a faint smile slowly curved on her lips.