Chapter 299: The Mystery of Northern Province (2)
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Chapter 299 The Mystery of Northern Province (2)
Xie Meirong, now massaging Zhang Wei, finally got the chance to speak. She began to share her story, revealing the origins of her abilities and the place she came from.
In a distant, hidden part of the northern province, there existed a community of people like her.
They possessed the power of Psychokinesis, a natural gift that ran through their veins.
However, there was a significant limitation to their abilities. Using their powers to harm another human being carried dire consequences: it would result in an intense headache, and in some cases, even death.
This limitation was known as the "curse of guilt."
It was believed to be a divine imposition meant to prevent internal conflicts and wars within their community.
Xie Meirong's words painted a picture of a unique and secretive society, far removed from the world most people knew.
In the serene and peaceful Mystic Valley, there emerged a rare and evil presence only once in centuries – the Karmic Demon.
These individuals, labeled as demons among their own kind, were the ones who had succumbed to a dark madness, rendering them immune to the Curse of Guilt.
They could gruesomely slaughter their own kin without a hint of remorse or retribution.
Xie Meirong had become a Karmic Demon, marking the first occurrence in over three hundred years.
Her descent into darkness had become evident within her own family when she employed her psychic powers to create a nightmarish art piece, using the remains of her best friend, who had tragically become her first victim.
The true potency of a Karmic Demon lay in their capacity to end lives with impunity, while the other denizens of Mystic Valley remained vulnerable and helpless, bound by the Curse of Guilt, which prevented them from taking any action.
Exiled from the peaceful haven of Mystic Valley, Xie Meirong was thrust into the unfamiliar and chaotic world beyond.
It was her first time experiencing life from an outsider's perspective, and the sights and sounds of the bustling city left her both in awe and excitement.
She soon found refuge within an organization known as the Eternal Void Society, brought into its fold by a mysterious figure known as The Magician, who was also referred to as Phantom.
This society provided her with the means to survive in the outside world—money, forged backgrounds, and resources—under one condition: she would work for them when called upon.
For her first mission, Xie Meirong was tasked with the execution of Leng Yan, but it had to be made to appear as an accident.
This assignment was of the utmost importance, as any hint of foul play could result in catastrophic consequences.
Leng Yan's mother, Leng Mei, held control over the country's nuclear power plants, making her the linchpin in maintaining order and stability.
The repercussions of her murder would unleash unimaginable chaos.
Xie Meirong's plan was as artful as it was dangerous.
Her intent was to continue creating her masterpieces and showcase them to the world, sparking panic and terror.
By leaving her gruesome works on display, she aimed to stir rumors of a serial killer on the loose, causing widespread fear and fascination.
Once the city was gripped by the terror of the rumored serial killer, she planned to assassinate Leng Yan in a similar manner to her previous works.
The idea was to make it appear as if Leng Yan had tragically fallen victim to the very killer that had been terrorizing the city.
This way, it would seem like a cruel twist of fate, and no one would suspect a deliberate plot against her.
Even Leng Mei would be left mourning her daughter's death rather than seeking revange, at most she would try to catch that imaginary 'Serial Killer' who would have long left the country!
"It was a good plan," Zhang Wei couldn't help but appreciate the brilliance of her plan. Her ability to craft complex and sinister strategies left him somewhat admiring her cunning nature.
"Really?" Xie Meirong asked with a glint in her eye, her approval from Zhang Wei making her oddly content.
"Hmm.." Zhang Wei nodded affirmatively, recognizing that Xie Meirong's cunningness was a valuable trait, especially in pursuing her objectives.
With her under his control, his arsenal of capabilities was growing stronger.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but acknowledge that Yu Lei's idea of using women as tools for strength had some merit. Little did she know that Zhang Wei might eventually consider utilizing her as part of that strategy.
"Any more questions, hubby?" Xie Meirong inquired, finally letting out an exhausted sigh as she collapsed against his back, her warm breath brushing against his ears.
Zhang Wei shivered and quickly pushed her away. "Step back," he demanded.
"Hmm..." Xie Meirong pouted, sitting on the bed, but Zhang Wei found her antics far from cute. He was acutely aware that this woman could easily trap him if it weren't for the slave seal he held over her.
Her innocent facade didn't fool him in the slightest.
Zhang Wei's curiosity about Xie Meirong's origins was piqued. He leaned in closer, studying her closely as she sat there with her small smile. "Tell me about your village," he probed. "Was it completely isolated from the outside?"
Xie Meirong's eyes blinked, her gaze locking onto his. With that same mysterious smile, she replied, "Yes, husband. But I know a secret way. Do you want me to lead us there?"
Zhang Wei considered the offer, his thoughts shifting to the mirror fragment they needed. After a brief moment of contemplation, he shook his head. "Is the remaining part of the mirror also there?"
Xie Meirong nodded, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
Zhang Wei's expression became pensive. They were scheduled to attend Chen Yulan's engagement in Beicheng City tomorrow, but a detour to Xie Meirong's village might not be a bad idea, especially if it helped them acquire the missing fragment.
Yet, his curiosity about her origins persisted. Zhang Wei's eyes traveled over her form, unbothered by her nakedness. Finally, he posed another question, "You were exiled, right? Are all the inhabitants of your village as proficient as you in Psychokinesis?"
Xie Meirong answered, "No, but there are people in the village council who possess even greater power. Nearly everyone in our village can use some form of Psychokinesis. Do you want me to teach you, hubby? You'd surpass the average person there in no time, I promise!"
Seizing the opportunity, Xie Meirong crawled closer to Zhang Wei, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Zhang Wei let out a sigh, realizing that he would need to reach another level of power before attempting to retrieve the remaining fragment of the heavenly mirror. Venturing into her village without sufficient strength was akin to committing suicide, especially with the kind of Psychokinesis they had.
"What about the Eternal Void Society?" he asked, trying to change the subject. "Do you know anything about that white-haired duck?"
Xie Meirong smiled, her hands resting gently on his face. "Are you jealous?" she teased.
*Slap*
Zhang Wei, his eyes penetrating like laser beams, forcefully pushed her hands away, signaling the seriousness of the situation. "He was there yesterday too, and I failed to catch him because of your interference."
Xie Meirong tried to offer a comforting response, "Don't worry, if he contacts me again, I'll make sure to catch him for you."
'If he contacts again, huh?' Zhang Wei's expression remained stern as he inquired further, "So, you genuinely don't know anything about this organization or why they want to kill Leng Yan?"
With a resigned shake of her head, Xie Meirong admitted her ignorance. This left Zhang Wei frustrated, as he realized that his slave was the target of a shadowy group, and he had no understanding of their motives.
Switching the focus, he inquired, "What about your village? Were there any cultivators there as well?"
Xie Meirong's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she tilted her head, "People like you, you say?"
Zhang Wei nodded in affirmation. Xie Meirong's slender finger gently tapped her chin as she contemplated, "We haven't seen outsiders for the past three hundred years," she clarified, and her words left Zhang Wei with an unexpected mix of emotions.
No outsiders for three centuries?
This revelation led Zhang Wei to question whether he had misunderstood the situation. Had no cultivators ever found their way to this village? He considered other possibilities as well.
'Could it be that someone inside is exceptionally powerful and capable of fending off any external threats? Or perhaps the country is already aware of the village's existence and is providing protection?' His thoughts raced as he contemplated the potential answers.
"Are you done with her interrogation!?" A sudden voice from the door, shattering the intimate atmosphere in the room.
Xie Meirong's breath hitched, and her lips quivered in surprise, she let out a resigned sigh with slight irritation in her eyes.
The door swung open with agonizing slowness, revealing Yu Lei and Lin Ruoxi, their eyes wide with astonishment.
"Wt—!?"
They had been waiting to retrieve some items for their upcoming trip the next morning.
But what met their gaze was beyond shocking. Zhang Wei lay there, stripped of all his defenses, while Xie Meirong clung to him, both of them as bare as the truth they sought.
'What kind of interrogation is this?' the two of them silently questioned, exchanging silent glances that spoke volumes.noVe-lb-In
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Chapter 299 The Mystery of Northern Province (2)
Xie Meirong, now massaging Zhang Wei, finally got the chance to speak. She began to share her story, revealing the origins of her abilities and the place she came from.
In a distant, hidden part of the northern province, there existed a community of people like her.
They possessed the power of Psychokinesis, a natural gift that ran through their veins.
However, there was a significant limitation to their abilities. Using their powers to harm another human being carried dire consequences: it would result in an intense headache, and in some cases, even death.
This limitation was known as the "curse of guilt."
It was believed to be a divine imposition meant to prevent internal conflicts and wars within their community.
Xie Meirong's words painted a picture of a unique and secretive society, far removed from the world most people knew.
In the serene and peaceful Mystic Valley, there emerged a rare and evil presence only once in centuries – the Karmic Demon.
These individuals, labeled as demons among their own kind, were the ones who had succumbed to a dark madness, rendering them immune to the Curse of Guilt.
They could gruesomely slaughter their own kin without a hint of remorse or retribution.
Xie Meirong had become a Karmic Demon, marking the first occurrence in over three hundred years.
Her descent into darkness had become evident within her own family when she employed her psychic powers to create a nightmarish art piece, using the remains of her best friend, who had tragically become her first victim.
The true potency of a Karmic Demon lay in their capacity to end lives with impunity, while the other denizens of Mystic Valley remained vulnerable and helpless, bound by the Curse of Guilt, which prevented them from taking any action.
Exiled from the peaceful haven of Mystic Valley, Xie Meirong was thrust into the unfamiliar and chaotic world beyond.
It was her first time experiencing life from an outsider's perspective, and the sights and sounds of the bustling city left her both in awe and excitement.
She soon found refuge within an organization known as the Eternal Void Society, brought into its fold by a mysterious figure known as The Magician, who was also referred to as Phantom.
This society provided her with the means to survive in the outside world—money, forged backgrounds, and resources—under one condition: she would work for them when called upon.
For her first mission, Xie Meirong was tasked with the execution of Leng Yan, but it had to be made to appear as an accident.
This assignment was of the utmost importance, as any hint of foul play could result in catastrophic consequences.
Leng Yan's mother, Leng Mei, held control over the country's nuclear power plants, making her the linchpin in maintaining order and stability.
The repercussions of her murder would unleash unimaginable chaos.
Xie Meirong's plan was as artful as it was dangerous.
Her intent was to continue creating her masterpieces and showcase them to the world, sparking panic and terror.
By leaving her gruesome works on display, she aimed to stir rumors of a serial killer on the loose, causing widespread fear and fascination.
Once the city was gripped by the terror of the rumored serial killer, she planned to assassinate Leng Yan in a similar manner to her previous works.
The idea was to make it appear as if Leng Yan had tragically fallen victim to the very killer that had been terrorizing the city.
This way, it would seem like a cruel twist of fate, and no one would suspect a deliberate plot against her.
Even Leng Mei would be left mourning her daughter's death rather than seeking revange, at most she would try to catch that imaginary 'Serial Killer' who would have long left the country!
"It was a good plan," Zhang Wei couldn't help but appreciate the brilliance of her plan. Her ability to craft complex and sinister strategies left him somewhat admiring her cunning nature.
"Really?" Xie Meirong asked with a glint in her eye, her approval from Zhang Wei making her oddly content.
"Hmm.." Zhang Wei nodded affirmatively, recognizing that Xie Meirong's cunningness was a valuable trait, especially in pursuing her objectives.
With her under his control, his arsenal of capabilities was growing stronger.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but acknowledge that Yu Lei's idea of using women as tools for strength had some merit. Little did she know that Zhang Wei might eventually consider utilizing her as part of that strategy.
"Any more questions, hubby?" Xie Meirong inquired, finally letting out an exhausted sigh as she collapsed against his back, her warm breath brushing against his ears.
Zhang Wei shivered and quickly pushed her away. "Step back," he demanded.
"Hmm..." Xie Meirong pouted, sitting on the bed, but Zhang Wei found her antics far from cute. He was acutely aware that this woman could easily trap him if it weren't for the slave seal he held over her.
Her innocent facade didn't fool him in the slightest.
Zhang Wei's curiosity about Xie Meirong's origins was piqued. He leaned in closer, studying her closely as she sat there with her small smile. "Tell me about your village," he probed. "Was it completely isolated from the outside?"
Xie Meirong's eyes blinked, her gaze locking onto his. With that same mysterious smile, she replied, "Yes, husband. But I know a secret way. Do you want me to lead us there?"
Zhang Wei considered the offer, his thoughts shifting to the mirror fragment they needed. After a brief moment of contemplation, he shook his head. "Is the remaining part of the mirror also there?"
Xie Meirong nodded, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
Zhang Wei's expression became pensive. They were scheduled to attend Chen Yulan's engagement in Beicheng City tomorrow, but a detour to Xie Meirong's village might not be a bad idea, especially if it helped them acquire the missing fragment.
Yet, his curiosity about her origins persisted. Zhang Wei's eyes traveled over her form, unbothered by her nakedness. Finally, he posed another question, "You were exiled, right? Are all the inhabitants of your village as proficient as you in Psychokinesis?"
Xie Meirong answered, "No, but there are people in the village council who possess even greater power. Nearly everyone in our village can use some form of Psychokinesis. Do you want me to teach you, hubby? You'd surpass the average person there in no time, I promise!"
Seizing the opportunity, Xie Meirong crawled closer to Zhang Wei, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Zhang Wei let out a sigh, realizing that he would need to reach another level of power before attempting to retrieve the remaining fragment of the heavenly mirror. Venturing into her village without sufficient strength was akin to committing suicide, especially with the kind of Psychokinesis they had.
"What about the Eternal Void Society?" he asked, trying to change the subject. "Do you know anything about that white-haired duck?"
Xie Meirong smiled, her hands resting gently on his face. "Are you jealous?" she teased.
*Slap*
Zhang Wei, his eyes penetrating like laser beams, forcefully pushed her hands away, signaling the seriousness of the situation. "He was there yesterday too, and I failed to catch him because of your interference."
Xie Meirong tried to offer a comforting response, "Don't worry, if he contacts me again, I'll make sure to catch him for you."
'If he contacts again, huh?' Zhang Wei's expression remained stern as he inquired further, "So, you genuinely don't know anything about this organization or why they want to kill Leng Yan?"
With a resigned shake of her head, Xie Meirong admitted her ignorance. This left Zhang Wei frustrated, as he realized that his slave was the target of a shadowy group, and he had no understanding of their motives.
Switching the focus, he inquired, "What about your village? Were there any cultivators there as well?"
Xie Meirong's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she tilted her head, "People like you, you say?"
Zhang Wei nodded in affirmation. Xie Meirong's slender finger gently tapped her chin as she contemplated, "We haven't seen outsiders for the past three hundred years," she clarified, and her words left Zhang Wei with an unexpected mix of emotions.
No outsiders for three centuries?
This revelation led Zhang Wei to question whether he had misunderstood the situation. Had no cultivators ever found their way to this village? He considered other possibilities as well.
'Could it be that someone inside is exceptionally powerful and capable of fending off any external threats? Or perhaps the country is already aware of the village's existence and is providing protection?' His thoughts raced as he contemplated the potential answers.
"Are you done with her interrogation!?" A sudden voice from the door, shattering the intimate atmosphere in the room.
Xie Meirong's breath hitched, and her lips quivered in surprise, she let out a resigned sigh with slight irritation in her eyes.
The door swung open with agonizing slowness, revealing Yu Lei and Lin Ruoxi, their eyes wide with astonishment.
"Wt—!?"
They had been waiting to retrieve some items for their upcoming trip the next morning.
But what met their gaze was beyond shocking. Zhang Wei lay there, stripped of all his defenses, while Xie Meirong clung to him, both of them as bare as the truth they sought.
'What kind of interrogation is this?' the two of them silently questioned, exchanging silent glances that spoke volumes.noVe-lb-In
Chapter 299 The Mystery of Northern Province 2 Xie Meirong, now massaging Zhang Wei, finally got the chance to speak. She began to share her story, revealing the origins of her abilities and the place she came from. In a distant, hidden part of the northern province, there existed a community of people like her. They possessed the power of Psychokinesis, a natural gift that ran through their veins. However, there was a significant limitation to their abilities. Using their powers to harm another human being carried dire consequences: it would result in an intense headache, and in some cases, even death. This limitation was known as the "curse of guilt." It was believed to be a divine imposition meant to prevent internal conflicts and wars within their community. Xie Meirong's words painted a picture of a unique and secretive society, far removed from the world most people knew. In the serene and peaceful Mystic Valley, there emerged a rare and evil presence only once in centuries the Karmic Demon. These individuals, labeled as demons among their own kind, were the ones who had succumbed to a dark madness, rendering them immune to the Curse of Guilt. They could gruesomely slaughter their own kin without a hint of remorse or retribution. Xie Meirong had become a Karmic Demon, marking the first occurrence in over three hundred years. Her descent into darkness had become evident within her own family when she employed her psychic powers to create a nightmarish art piece, using the remains of her best friend, who had tragically become her first victim. The true potency of a Karmic Demon lay in their capacity to end lives with impunity, while the other denizens of Mystic Valley remained vulnerable and helpless, bound by the Curse of Guilt, which prevented them from taking any action. Exiled from the peaceful haven of Mystic Valley, Xie Meirong was thrust into the unfamiliar and chaotic world beyond. It was her first time experiencing life from an outsider's perspective, and the sights and sounds of the bustling city left her both in awe and excitement. She soon found refuge within an organization known as the Eternal Void Society, brought into its fold by a mysterious figure known as The Magician, who was also referred to as Phantom. This society provided her with the means to survive in the outside worldmoney, forged backgrounds, and resourcesunder one condition: she would work for them when called upon. For her first mission, Xie Meirong was tasked with the execution of Leng Yan, but it had to be made to appear as an accident. This assignment was of the utmost importance, as any hint of foul play could result in catastrophic consequences. Leng Yan's mother, Leng Mei, held control over the country's nuclear power plants, making her the linchpin in maintaining order and stability. The repercussions of her murder would unleash unimaginable chaos. Xie Meirong's plan was as artful as it was dangerous. Her intent was to continue creating her masterpieces and showcase them to the world, sparking panic and terror. By leaving her gruesome works on display, she aimed to stir rumors of a serial killer on the loose, causing widespread fear and fascination. Once the city was gripped by the terror of the rumored serial killer, she planned to assassinate Leng Yan in a similar manner to her previous works. The idea was to make it appear as if Leng Yan had tragically fallen victim to the very killer that had been terrorizing the city. This way, it would seem like a cruel twist of fate, and no one would suspect a deliberate plot against her. Even Leng Mei would be left mourning her daughter's death rather than seeking revange, at most she would try to catch that imaginary 'Serial Killer' who would have long left the country! "It was a good plan," Zhang Wei couldn't help but appreciate the brilliance of her plan. Her ability to craft complex and sinister strategies left him somewhat admiring her cunning nature. "Really?" Xie Meirong asked with a glint in her eye, her approval from Zhang Wei making her oddly content. "Hmm.." Zhang Wei nodded affirmatively, recognizing that Xie Meirong's cunningness was a valuable trait, especially in pursuing her objectives. With her under his control, his arsenal of capabilities was growing stronger. Zhang Wei couldn't help but acknowledge that Yu Lei's idea of using women as tools for strength had some merit. Little did she know that Zhang Wei might eventually consider utilizing her as part of that strategy. "Any more questions, hubby?" Xie Meirong inquired, finally letting out an exhausted sigh as she collapsed against his back, her warm breath brushing against his ears. Zhang Wei shivered and quickly pushed her away. "Step back," he demanded. "Hmm..." Xie Meirong pouted, sitting on the bed, but Zhang Wei found her antics far from cute. He was acutely aware that this woman could easily trap him if it weren't for the slave seal he held over her. Her innocent facade didn't fool him in the slightest. Zhang Wei's curiosity about Xie Meirong's origins was piqued. He leaned in closer, studying her closely as she sat there with her small smile. "Tell me about your village," he probed. "Was it completely isolated from the outside?" Xie Meirong's eyes blinked, her gaze locking onto his. With that same mysterious smile, she replied, "Yes, husband. But I know a secret way. Do you want me to lead us there?" Zhang Wei considered the offer, his thoughts shifting to the mirror fragment they needed. After a brief moment of contemplation, he shook his head. "Is the remaining part of the mirror also there?" Xie Meirong nodded, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes. Zhang Wei's expression became pensive. They were scheduled to attend Chen Yulan's engagement in Beicheng City tomorrow, but a detour to Xie Meirong's village might not be a bad idea, especially if it helped them acquire the missing fragment. Yet, his curiosity about her origins persisted. Zhang Wei's eyes traveled over her form, unbothered by her nakedness. Finally, he posed another question, "You were exiled, right? Are all the inhabitants of your village as proficient as you in Psychokinesis?" Xie Meirong answered, "No, but there are people in the village council who possess even greater power. Nearly everyone in our village can use some form of Psychokinesis. Do you want me to teach you, hubby? You'd surpass the average person there in no time, I promise!" Seizing the opportunity, Xie Meirong crawled closer to Zhang Wei, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Zhang Wei let out a sigh, realizing that he would need to reach another level of power before attempting to retrieve the remaining fragment of the heavenly mirror. Venturing into her village without sufficient strength was akin to committing suicide, especially with the kind of Psychokinesis they had. "What about the Eternal Void Society?" he asked, trying to change the subject. "Do you know anything about that white-haired duck?" Xie Meirong smiled, her hands resting gently on his face. "Are you jealous?" she teased. *Slap* Zhang Wei, his eyes penetrating like laser beams, forcefully pushed her hands away, signaling the seriousness of the situation. "He was there yesterday too, and I failed to catch him because of your interference." Xie Meirong tried to offer a comforting response, "Don't worry, if he contacts me again, I'll make sure to catch him for you." 'If he contacts again, huh?' Zhang Wei's expression remained stern as he inquired further, "So, you genuinely don't know anything about this organization or why they want to kill Leng Yan?" With a resigned shake of her head, Xie Meirong admitted her ignorance. This left Zhang Wei frustrated, as he realized that his slave was the target of a shadowy group, and he had no understanding of their motives. Switching the focus, he inquired, "What about your village? Were there any cultivators there as well?" Xie Meirong's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she tilted her head, "People like you, you say?" Zhang Wei nodded in affirmation. Xie Meirong's slender finger gently tapped her chin as she contemplated, "We haven't seen outsiders for the past three hundred years," she clarified, and her words left Zhang Wei with an unexpected mix of emotions. No outsiders for three centuries? This revelation led Zhang Wei to question whether he had misunderstood the situation. Had no cultivators ever found their way to this village? He considered other possibilities as well. 'Could it be that someone inside is exceptionally powerful and capable of fending off any external threats? Or perhaps the country is already aware of the village's existence and is providing protection?' His thoughts raced as he contemplated the potential answers. "Are you done with her interrogation!?" A sudden voice from the door, shattering the intimate atmosphere in the room. Xie Meirong's breath hitched, and her lips quivered in surprise, she let out a resigned sigh with slight irritation in her eyes. The door swung open with agonizing slowness, revealing Yu Lei and Lin Ruoxi, their eyes wide with astonishment. "Wt!?" They had been waiting to retrieve some items for their upcoming trip the next morning. But what met their gaze was beyond shocking. Zhang Wei lay there, stripped of all his defenses, while Xie Meirong clung to him, both of them as bare as the truth they sought. 'What kind of interrogation is this?' the two of them silently questioned, exchanging silent glances that spoke volumes.noVe-lb-In
