Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Water Dragon LORD

　　The roads in the city were manageable, but the cemetery was located in the suburban area, and the heavy rain had turned the ground into a muddy mess.

　　Fortunately, the rain subsided slightly during the latter part of the journey.

　　Zhang Shengkang let out a sigh of relief for no apparent reason: “Not bad, although the weather isn’t great, at least it stopped when it should.”

　　Though he said that, when he looked outside, the sky was still overcast, and it could start raining again at any moment.

　　When turning corners, they had to slow down. He moved slowly while chatting with the two girls in the back seat with a smile: “It’s good that the weather cleared up. If it rained, we wouldn’t even be able to light a fire. We’d have to hold umbrellas while burning offerings.”

　　Bai Ling also chuckled: “Uncle Zhang, don’t underestimate fire. Sometimes, fire doesn’t need people to provide specific conditions. If left alone, it will gradually burn everything clean.”

　　”Y-yeah, right…” Zhang Shengkang gave a nervous laugh, unsure how to continue.

　　He wanted to say that her thoughts were sometimes too extreme, but then he remembered that it was indeed his fault for what happened to her, so he didn’t have the heart to say it.

　　The car tires rolled over the last stretch of bumpy muddy road, finally arriving at the cemetery.

　　Thanks to some assets accumulated during their lifetime, the Bai family bought a separate section of the cemetery. Two tombstones stood neatly in the center, with a smaller nameless tombstone beside them.

　　Bai Ling stood before the three tombstones and suddenly smiled.

　　”Uncle Zhang, do you know? After the incident six months ago, my parents’ urns were sent back to Tianhai City before I even returned alive.”

　　She walked to the unnamed tombstone, gently caressing it with her fingers: “Back then, you all even thought I was dead. Without finding a body, you simply erected a symbolic grave. If I had come back a few days later, my name might have already been engraved on it.”

　　Listening to her words, Zhang Shengkang felt inexplicably guilty and wiped the sweat off his forehead: “Now that you’re back, everything is fine. Let’s quickly burn the offerings while it’s not raining… I’ll go grab the stuff.”

　　He took out the paper money and various paper-made trinkets from the trunk and placed them before the three tombstones.

　　Bai Ling prepared a lighter herself. With a few crisp clicks of the flint, the flames gradually grew.

　　”The quality is pretty good; it can ignite even in such a damp environment,” Zhang Shengkang casually commented. Seeing that Bai Ling didn’t respond, he quietly stepped back a few paces, “I’ll go grab the umbrella tent just in case it rains again.”

　　The car was parked outside the cemetery. He hid behind it, checking his watch; there were only a few minutes left until the time agreed upon with Mr. Gray.

　　He said he would bring people from another direction, namely from above the cemetery mountain, and asked him to stay hidden outside the cemetery and not interfere.

　　The smoke from burning paper money rose gracefully, and Zhang Shengkang lit himself a cigarette.

　　Ever since he found out that his niece had awakened her spiritual energy, he had been living in constant anxiety, fearing that one day she might forcefully reclaim the family property or harm Zhang Shanshan.

　　Thankfully, he had been cautious and locked his daughter at home today, preventing her from coming along, allowing him to avoid this situation smoothly.

　　Just as Zhang Shengkang was thinking this, he suddenly noticed Zhang Shanshan sitting in the passenger seat.

　　”Shanshan! What are you doing here!”

　　In the passenger seat, Zhang Shanshan seemed distracted, staring at him for a long time before finally speaking: “I don’t know… I think I fell asleep, and then… I ended up here.”

　　”She’s obviously going to be here, after all, more people means more fun.”

　　Bai Ling’s voice suddenly sounded, scaring Zhang Shengkang half to death.

　　”You, how did you get here?” He glanced at the white-haired maiden in the back seat, “Then who’s at the cemetery…”

　　Bai Ling didn’t answer, but Zhang Shengkang realized something.

　　Is the beautiful big-breasted girl at the cemetery?

　　But, why would Bai Ling leave her alone there…

　　Ding dong~ The alarm on his mobile phone went off, and an unexpected change occurred in the cemetery. With a loud boom, it transformed into a sea of fire.

　　”How about that,” a man dressed in a raincoat stood up on the small hill, “that should keep her busy.”

　　”Foxfire, don’t be careless,” a woman’s voice came through the earpiece, “the other party is also a Spiritual Energy Manipulator, they definitely have self-preservation skills.”

　　It was their first time taking on a job to assassinate a high-level Spiritual Energy Manipulator, and they had discussed beforehand to act professionally by using code names instead of real ones.

　　Absolute main force, Third-tier initial Elemental Foundation Stone Fire-type manipulator, Foxfire. Support, Second-tier late-stage Inner Stone of the Mind Spirit Detection type, Harp. Secondary attacker, Second-tier late-stage Elemental Foundation Stone Mist-type, Foggy.

　　”That’s hard to say. We lack experience, but the opponent might be battle-hardened?” Foxfire showed disdain, “Maybe she didn’t react in time and got burned to death directly.”

　　Also, today wasn’t exactly favorable. Due to the recent heavy rain, the air was overly humid, and his abilities weren’t fully unleashed, only burning a small area. If the weather had been dry, he could have spread the fire across the entire cemetery.

　　”Don’t be careless,” support Harp, also the only woman in the team, said, “Foggy, help us conceal our presence first.”

　　Foggy could create mist to cover their tracks. Alternatively, throwing smoke bombs into the battlefield would make him an insider traitor.

　　Honestly, Foxfire was very dissatisfied with his teammates’ abilities, feeling they were utterly useless, especially—

　　”You, Harp, can’t you detect where the person is or if they’re alive?”

　　He had originally planned well, having a spirit detector as support, directly covering the area with a long-range fiery assault, exhausting the enemy before finishing them off. However, once they arrived at the battlefield, Harp’s abilities failed completely.

　　”I can’t help it,” Harp’s voice was filled with helplessness, “the other side must have come prepared with interference capabilities.”

　　What happened?

　　The ability of spirit detection forms a flat map in the mind. The intensity of spiritual power appears as a small light point on the map, showing the opponent’s position.

　　The size of the light point changes according to the intensity of spiritual power. A Third-tier individual should appear as a relatively large light circle on her map.

　　However, now, Harp’s detection map displayed a blurry light spot almost like a mosaic, covering the entire map, making it impossible to see anything.

　　This indicated what? It clearly meant they were targeting her, creating interference.

　　Foggy, hiding in the shadows, was just about to activate his ability when he suddenly heard a dull sound in the sky, and the rain poured down heavily again.

　　The curtain of rain covered everything and extinguished the fire in the cemetery. There stood a curvaceous, hourglass-shaped maiden.

　　Yuan Xiaoling still held a few pieces of paper money in her hand, winking in the direction of the small hill.

　　A water shield made from controlling water elements easily defended against it. The fire sea controlled by someone a half tier lower than her, with the added advantage of the rainy field and weather, couldn’t possibly penetrate.

　　”Hey, has the fight started?”

　　No one replied to her. Harp frowned and spoke into the earpiece: “What’s wrong, Foggy? Are you slacking off?”

　　”I, I’m doing it,” Foggy swallowed hard, “but it seems ineffective.”

　　”…Why?”

　　”Forget it, look at her.” Foxfire prompted in the voice chat.

　　In the torrential rain, the tall and voluptuous beauty elegantly strode towards the small hill. Not a single drop of rain landed on her, nor did it wet the paper money in her hand. They obediently floated around the girl like a group of well-behaved babies.