Chapter 564: Sacrifice

"Mu Chunsheng truly has a ruthless heart..."Inside the venue, Chen Ling, draped in a large red opera robe, listened in on everything happening in the office, unable to suppress a sigh.

Chen Ling had some impression of Mu Chunsheng's son. He was a gentle and refined young man, completely opposite to Li Ruohong. Every time Chen Ling saw him, he would quietly stand behind Mu Chunsheng, pushing his wheelchair, wiping his sweat, and assisting him, never uttering a single complaint. Though he was the heir to the Beidou Group, his presence was rarely noted in newspapers, and he was never linked to any extravagant or scandalous news. In Chen Ling's memory, he was simply a quiet and devoted son, serving as a constant support for Mu Chunsheng.

And now, Mu Chunsheng had hesitated for only two seconds before taking his life, personally sacrificing his own flesh and blood for a healthy body.By his calculations, Li Ruohong should be arriving soon...

"Quick! Let me in!!"

Li Ruohong rushed to the entrance of the luxurious private residence, ignoring the two security guards at the door, and desperately sprinted inside. At that moment, Zhong Qi was in Mu Chunsheng's office. Although there were also security guards at the door, they couldn't stop the frenzied Li Ruohong. Due to his identity, they couldn't use force, so several of them just chased after him, rushing into the house.

"Young Master Ruohong! You can't go up!""Chairman Mu is meeting with guests; no one is allowed to disturb him!"

"Damn it! If you don't let me through, everyone's going to die!! Don't you know what's happening?!" Li Ruohong was completely frantic, disregarding all rules. He recklessly forced his way past the stairs, charging straight to the door of Mu Chunsheng's office.

He pushed the door with both hands, shouting simultaneously:

"Uncle! Something big has happened outside!! We've already been..."

Before Li Ruohong could finish his sentence, he saw the scene before him and suddenly froze.

Inside the dim office, horrifying crimson blood covered the tiles. Mu Haowen, drenched in blood, lay in the center of an eerie formation drawn with blood, his head split in two. On a wheelchair stained with blood, an aged face, appearing as if stitched together, silently gazed down at the corpse below. Two figures draped in black robes stood on either side of the formation, seemingly preparing something. Seeing Li Ruohong suddenly burst in, a flicker of surprise crossed their eyes.

"Hao... Haowen..." Li Ruohong was stunned. He stared at the hellish scene before him as if in a dream.

Mu Chunsheng's brows furrowed tightly, and he growled in a low voice:

"Li Ruohong, what are you doing??"

Mu Chunsheng's anger sent a shiver down Li Ruohong's spine. He snapped back to reality and stammered,

"Uncle... it's the Floating Life Scroll! No, it's Wang Jincheng, the Police Bureau Chief! He's known about those two for a long time and has been secretly monitoring us!! Now the entire estate is secretly surrounded by people from the Floating Life Scroll, ready to arrest us at any moment!!"

"What did you say??"

Mu Chunsheng and the two Wuji Realm operatives were both startled. The former immediately retorted:

"Li Ruohong, are you sure?!"

"I'm sure! Of course, I'm sure! He threatened me right in front of my face!" Li Ruohong stomped his foot in urgency. "He said there are too many people in the venue and he doesn't want to cause a scene, so he specifically sent me to relay a message: if we give up resisting, he can treat us leniently..."

At this, everyone's expressions changed completely. Feijia and Six-Claws exchanged a glance, their eyes as cold as frost.

They knew very well that they absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Floating Life Scroll, much less willingly surrender... If the estate was truly surrounded by the Floating Life Scroll, it would be extremely difficult for just the two of them to break through the blockade and escape.

Mu Chunsheng sensed their solemnity, and his gaze fell on the corpse on the ground, his heart clenching.

"Gentlemen..."

"Chairman Mu, please rest assured," Feijia said in a deep voice. "No matter what, we will first ensure your health is restored... This is Wuji Realm's promise to you. Even if we can't escape this time, others will contact you later, and at that time, please be sure to lend your assistance."

Hearing that the two could still complete the ritual, Mu Chunsheng felt a slight sense of relief. He was terrified that he might have killed his son only for an accident to prevent his recovery, which would be disastrous.

"Please rest assured, gentlemen, Mu will keep his word."

Mu Chunsheng turned to Li Ruohong. "Don't concern yourself with the rest. Find a room next door and stay there. Don't run anywhere."

"...Okay, okay."

Li Ruohong swallowed, his face pale, and exited the room. He didn't dare to ask what had happened to Mu Haowen; even as dull-witted as he was, he could sense that something extremely clandestine was happening in that room. If he were to meddle, his fate would likely be similar to Mu Haowen's.

As Li Ruohong left, the room door closed again. Six-Claws pulled back a corner of the curtain, glanced at the overcast sky, his face grim.

"Floating Life Scroll... I'd like to see what these Green God Sect people are capable of."

"Let's hurry," Feijia said in a deep voice. "Since they sent Li Ruohong to persuade us to surrender, it means they don't want to make a big fuss. As long as Li Ruohong doesn't appear in their sight, we should be able to buy a little more time... We must complete the ritual before they completely lose patience and make their move against us."

Feijia took a deep breath and slowly pressed his palm onto the blood-colored patterns drawn on the ground. The blood patterns emanated a dark red glow, enveloping the entire room in a mysterious aura.

Low, obscure murmurs, like demonic whispers, permeated every corner of the room.

The corpse of Mu Haowen, lying on the ground, slowly decomposed in the red light, extending towards Mu Chunsheng on the wheelchair like an octopus made of flesh and blood.

The light rain in the sky gradually ceased. On the damp, fresh grass, most of the guests had already arrived.

Representatives from the four major financial groups, various political figures, and top celebrities were all gathered in the bustling, luxurious venue, clinking glasses and conversing animatedly.

A top female celebrity under the Beidou Group, dressed in a white gown, walked with a smile to the center of the venue's stage. As she took the stage, the previously noisy chatter gradually subsided. They knew the birthday banquet was about to officially begin.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Beidou Group, for Chairman Mu's birthday banquet. I am your host for today, Pei Caicai..."

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze drifted through the venue. In front of the stage, Huang Suyue, who had just entered not long ago, held a stemmed glass, distractedly looking around as if searching for something.

Meanwhile,

In the corridor, a figure in red put away a walkie-talkie and walked directly towards the venue in the gentle breeze.

"Brother Lin, what should we do next?" Li Qingshan asked from behind him.

Chen Ling looked up at the swirling clouds in the sky, then glanced at the private residence, which was as quiet as still water. A storm poised to sweep across two realms was brewing in his eyes. A faint smile played on his lips.

"Next, it's time to put on a grand show for them..."