Two days later, during the daytime, Di Tian placed a soul-guided phone call to Qiangu Dongfeng.
Upon learning that there were still Hundred-Year Life-Extension Pills, Qiangu Dongfeng was overjoyed—but the exchange conditions made him frown.
He tried to haggle, hoping to add more money and avoid giving up a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit, but was flatly refused.
Realizing that the other party would not budge, Qiangu Dongfeng ultimately agreed to the terms.
"Could it be that Leng Yaozhu previously requisitioned a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit because she already knew this news in advance?"
After ending the call with Yun Tian, Qiangu Dongfeng recalled what had happened two days earlier.
It was too much of a coincidence—Leng Yaozhu could have requisitioned a soul spirit at any time, yet she chose this exact moment. It was hard not to connect the two.
"It was probably her disciple who told her," Qiangu Dongfeng guessed.
Leng Yaozhu's disciple held a very high status within the Dragon Phoenix Hall, so it was perfectly normal for them to learn such news ahead of time.
"One hundred billion plus a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit in exchange for a Hundred-Year Life-Extension Pill—still worth it," Qiangu Dongfeng murmured.
A hundred-thousand-year soul spirit was precious, but not irreplaceable. Through the Ascension Spirit Tower, it was possible to elevate a soul spirit to the hundred-thousand-year level.
Many Super Douluo nowadays possessed hundred-thousand-year soul spirits precisely because they had achieved them through the Ascension Spirit Tower.
Of course, that process took a great deal of time and was nowhere near as simple as directly absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit.
Moreover, if the soul spirit started at the hundred-thousand-year level, then afterward, through the Ascension Spirit Tower, it might even be elevated to the ferocious beast tier.
This was the true value of a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit—it reduced the difficulty for a soul master to obtain a ferocious-beast-level soul spirit.
In Qiangu Dongfeng's view, this trade was profitable.
Let alone a hundred-thousand-year soul spirit—even if he were asked to trade a ferocious beast soul spirit for a single pill, he would still be willing.
After all, he couldn't absorb a ferocious beast soul spirit himself. Rather than leaving it to future generations, it was better to exchange it for a life-extension pill and live longer.
That way, he might have a chance to break through to that higher realm—at which point he would achieve eternal life and indestructibility. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
He wasn't that selfish, but he certainly wasn't completely selfless either. He would naturally prioritize his own interests first, then consider those of his descendants.
Of course, this was only in a last-resort scenario. Since other conditions could be used for the exchange now, there was no need to use a ferocious beast soul spirit.
Besides calling Qiangu Dongfeng, Di Tian also deliberately notified major families of the Spirit Transmission Tower, such as the Zhang family and the Murong family.
These families had previously sent representatives to visit the Dragon Phoenix Hall, and he had the contact information of their senior members.
Qiangu Dongfeng initially intended to keep this matter secret—having only himself and Leng Yaozhu know about it.
Hundred-thousand-year soul spirits were limited; if one more person got involved, that meant one less pill for them. There was no need.
However, when senior members of several major families called to demand hundred-thousand-year soul spirits, he realized that these people had already learned of the matter.
The Spirit Transmission Tower urgently convened a top-level meeting to discuss this issue.
That very night, Bright Capital, the Federal Bank Employees' Building.
The building had a very distinctive design, shaped like a triangular iron tower, composed of three slanted towers pressed closely together.
A thousand meters above the building, a giant dragon more than ten meters tall gently beat its wings, hovering in midair.
Its scales were emerald green and dark silver, and the space around it subtly warped, giving off an unreal sensation.
Standing on the dragon's back were two figures dressed in black uniforms, faces covered. From their figures alone, one could tell they were a man and a woman.
They were none other than Yun Ze and Gu Yue Na, and beneath them was the Emerald Dragon King soul spirit.
After several months, the Emerald Dragon King had completely absorbed its own skeletal remains.
Once the bones were absorbed, it could condense into a physical body—just like a real soul beast, with flesh and blood.
However, because its soul was still in a damaged state, the combat power it could unleash was limited and far from its former peak.
"The time has come," Gu Yue Na said, glancing at her watch—it was already past midnight.
"Begin," Yun Ze replied. With a thought, the Emerald Dragon King immediately flew downward.
It descended naturally, without spreading its wings or making any sound, minimizing all movement.
As it neared the building, the Emerald Dragon King transformed into a beam of light and entered Yun Ze's body. The surrounding space twisted, and the two vanished from where they were.
When they reappeared, they were already inside a room in the building. Gu Yue Na instantly enveloped the entire room with her spiritual power.
"You are—" In the luxuriously decorated room, a middle-aged man cried out in shock upon seeing the two black-clad figures suddenly appear.
Before he could finish speaking, a dagger shot out, piercing straight through his chest and embedding itself into the wall behind him.
"Y-you—" The middle-aged man coughed up blood, his face filled with terror as his body collapsed backward.
After killing the man, Gu Yue Na immediately used her spatial abilities to take Yun Ze and leave the area.
From appearance to execution, only a few seconds had passed—so fast that the man never even had time to press the emergency button.
Under the coverage of Gu Yue Na's Spirit Domain Realm spiritual power, not a single sound escaped. The middle-aged man died silently.
After observing for the past two days, Yun Ze and Gu Yue Na had already identified the rooms of all their targets.
After killing this one, they moved to the nearest room.
The room was pitch-black—the person inside was already asleep. A few seconds after the two appeared, the man suddenly awoke.
As a Soul Saint, he sensed the danger immediately. His heart pounding, he instinctively reached for the emergency button on the bedside table.
Just as he made a move, a sword slashed across his throat. His windpipe was severed, and blood sprayed out.
At the same time, a dagger struck, piercing through his chest and killing him on the spot.
Yun Ze was responsible for the attacks, while Gu Yue Na handled repositioning through spatial abilities.
Her Spirit Domain Realm spiritual power remained constantly active, forming a mental field that isolated sound and soul power fluctuations.
Federal Bank employees were mostly clerical staff. While many of the upper-level executives were soul masters, their strength was generally weak.
The strongest among them was the bank president, a Titled Douluo.
However, the president had little connection to Shrek Academy and was not among Yun Ze and Gu Yue Na's assassination targets.
Among their targets, the strongest was an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo, the bank's vice president.
When killing this Soul Douluo, Yun Ze acted personally, twisting his neck with a gloved hand.
The attack came suddenly and swiftly—this Soul Douluo had just awakened when his neck was crushed by an irresistible force.
Yun Ze's movements were fast and ruthless, every strike aimed to kill—throat-slitting with a sword, heart-piercing with a dagger.
By striking the throat and heart simultaneously, the targets died instantly, with no chance to struggle or press the emergency button.
For employee safety, all rooms were equipped with emergency buttons that would summon security when pressed.
Buttons that could have been easily pressed—yet not a single person managed to do so.
The night was very peaceful.
At least, to those who had not yet been attacked, it seemed peaceful—nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
(End of Chapter)