2026-09-07 02:19:04Chapter 4:
The city-wide alarm sirens wailed through the midnight fog, their heavy brass tones bouncing off the stone walls of the capital. ALERT: TOTAL LOCKDOWN ENFORCED. MUNICIPAL GUARDS ARE ORDERED TO SEARCH EVERY ALLEYWAY. Inside a narrow, rain-slicked alleyway just two blocks from the auction house, six elite mercenaries of the Tiger Clan sprinted through the mud, their heavy armor clanking. Leading them was Captain Kael, a hardened peak-Foundation Establishment warrior whose body flickered with the crimson aura of an Ashen Tiger beast soul. "Spread out!" Kael hissed, drawing a massive serrated claymore. "Young Master Leon said whoever finds the thief gets a million gold stones and a promotion to the inner circle! Check the roofs!" The mercenaries fanned out, their eyes bloodshot with greed, completely ignoring a lone figure in a torn servant’s robe leaning casually against a damp brick wall at the end of the alley. Austin slowly tilted his head up, letting the dim moonlight hit his face. Kael stopped dead in his tracks. His jaw dropped as he recognized the face. "A-Austin? You're alive? The Patriarch said you froze to death hours ago!" Kael’s shock instantly morphed into a twisted, malicious grin. He raised his claymore, the crimson tiger aura flaring wildly. "So you didn't die. Perfect. If I bring your head back to Young Master Leon along with the thief, I'll be a wealthy man for the rest of my days! Boys, don't kill him yet—chop off his limbs first!" BZZZZT. Austin didn't draw a weapon. He didn't even lift his hands from his sleeves. He simply let a fraction of his newly attained Golden Core Stage 6 energy leak out from his spiritual vortex. ACTIVATE SKILL: ABYSSAL PRESSURE (STAGE 6 REFINED) An invisible, gravity-shattering shockwave erupted from Austin's body, slamming into the narrow alleyway like a falling star. The brick walls on both sides instantly cracked, collapsing inward. The six mercenaries didn't even have time to scream; the sheer atmospheric weight pulverized their armor instantly, driving them straight into the mud. The peak-Foundation Establishment Captain Kael dropped to his knees, his serrated claymore snapping into a dozen pieces under the invisible force, his teeth shattering as his jaw slammed violently against the cobblestones. Austin stepped forward, the mud beneath his boots staying completely dry as his gravity field pushed the water away. But as he raised his hand to command the Void Slime, his vision suddenly flashed with an ominous, blinding gold text box that forced him to pause. WARNING: SYSTEM DETECTION ANOMALY. THE TIGER CLAN'S ANCESTRAL PATRIARCH—A NASCENT SOUL REALM GOD-KING—IS CURRENTLY FLYING OVER THE SECTOR. ANY EXTREME OUTPOURING OF DEVOURER SPIRIT-QI WILL INSTANTLY ALERT THE NASCENT SOUL SCANNER WITHIN 3 SECONDS. Austin’s eyes narrowed. If he let the Void Slime swallow the six mercenaries raw, the sudden spiritual vacuum would create a localized energy ripple, drawing a Nascent Soul monster right to his head before he was ready to wipe out the whole clan. If he didn't kill them instantly, Kael would release a distress flare, exposing his position anyway. Kael, coughing up thick chunks of blood, desperately reached into his vest with his one uncrushed hand, pulling out a glowing red talisman—a Tiger Clan emergency beacon. "D-Die... you monster..." Kael wheezed, his fingers sparking with the qi required to ignite the flare. The countdown in Austin's mind began ticking in aggressive black flame. DISTRESS TALISMAN INITIALIZATION: 00:02... 00:01... Austin smirked, a look of absolute, cold-blooded tactical genius flashing in his abyssal eyes. Instead of suppressing his energy, he opened his soul space completely, letting a massive, volatile surge of the Ghost Emperor Dragon’s dead aura flood the alleyway. SILENCE. The emergency talisman didn't ignite. It disintegrated into black ash right in Kael's hand. Before the energy could leak into the sky to alert the flying Nascent Soul Patriarch, the tiny Void Slime shot off Austin's shoulder like a black bullet. It didn't expand to swallow them externally; instead, it split into six microscopic needles of pure shadow, shooting directly down the throats of the six paralyzed mercenaries. SKILL ACTIVATED: INTERNAL ABYSSAL CONSUMPTION. GULP. From the outside, not a single sound or spark of light was produced. But internally, the Ashen Tiger souls and the entire cultivation bases of the six elite warriors were cleanly vacuumed out from the inside out. Within half a second, the slime zipped back onto Austin’s shoulder, looking slightly plumper and radiating a faint, silver luster. DEVOURING COMPLETED. SIX TIGER-TYPE SOULS REFINED. VOID SLIME EXPANDED: UNLOCKED CONCEALMENT SHADOW-MANTLE. MUNICIPAL PATRIARCH SCAN COMPLETED. STATUS: AREA CLEAR. TARGET MISSED. The massive, terrifying consciousness of the Tiger Clan Patriarch swept over the alleyway a millisecond later, detecting absolutely zero life forms or high-energy fluctuations, before moving off toward the eastern district. Austin stood over the six motionless, hollowed-out husks of the mercenaries. With a casual wave of his hand, their bodies dissolved into harmless gray dust, washed away completely by the pouring rain. He closed his eyes, checking the new notification blinking in the corner of his vision. SLIME EVOLUTION PROGRESS: 15/100%. NEW PASSIVE UNLOCKED: BLOODLINE SYMPATHETIC RESONANCE. NOTICE: THE SYSTEM HAS LOGGED THE DIRECT LOCATION OF YOUR STOLEN GRADE-9 ASTRAL PHOENIX SOUL. TARGET 'VIVIAN' IS CURRENTLY SECURED INSIDE THE TIGER CLAN’S INNER SANCTUM, UNDERGOING SOUL-FUSION SYNCHRONIZATION. TIME UNTIL FULL INTEGRATION: 24 HOURS. Austin opened his eyes, a terrifyingly dark, predatory grin cutting across his face in the dark alley. Vivian thought she was safely hiding behind her family’s guards and her new fiancé, quietly absorbing his stolen power. She had no idea the soul inside her was now a literal beacon tracking her every breath. He wrapped the new shadow-mantle around his shoulders, his body completely vanishing from physical reality, and began walking directly toward the heavily fortified Tiger Clan estate. The banquet was over; it was time to visit the kitchen.
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