Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  "Oh? What bronze mask is that? Did you bring it along with you?"

  Bei Feng could feel his interest rising. Looks like this bronze mask has an extraordinary origin. Otherwise, it would not gain the attention of so many powers.

  "We brought it here."

  Mystic Four took out a paper bag and reached in carefully, taking out an antique bronze mask marked with numerous patina stains.

  The mask looked incredibly detailed, and carried the look of a hungry ghost baring its fangs. The whole thing looked incredibly ferocious.

  "That's the mask which attracted numerous powers to fight over it? That shouldn't be possible."

  Bei Feng examined the mask for a long time but did not see anything special about it. Finally, he sent his mental power to probe it. However, there was still no result.

  'There's nothing special about this mask. At the most, it can be considered an antique. But a mere antique is not enough to make martial practitioners get involved. Looks like there's someone trying to pull a fast one on the world?'

  Bei Feng's face darkened as he thought of the only possible explanation. Somebody actually dared to play tricks under his very nose?

  In a split second, he had thought of a very likely explanation for the whole thing. This bronze mask was definitely something the other party had thrown out as bait to distract the world. The real bronze mask must have already been moved elsewhere long ago.

  "Making use of me as a scapegoat? Very good!"

  Bei Feng laughed aloud with fury. What an excellent move! All the risks was dumped onto his head, while the other person would have nothing to do with it. Where would one find such a good deal in the world?!

  'However, you've chosen the wrong person to be your fall guy! I will make sure to let you pay the price for this!'

  Bei Feng snorted coldly. With a flick of his wrists, the mask was thrown onto the ground, right before the napping Cerberus. "Remember this smell. I want to know as soon as this smell appears."

  Indigestion was just about to raise an objection when it saw Bei Feng's stormy expression. In an instant, it changed its attitude and muttered in its heart, 'This Lord Dog is of noble character, and won't bicker with you today!'

  It took a sniff at the mask and considered for some time before finally lifting its head. "There's a total of eighteen different scents on this mask, but I will definitely be able to differentiate the person if I saw them."

  "En, not bad. I'll give you some extra meat tonight."

  Bei Feng nodded his head with satisfaction. It was still rather useful to own a Cerberus after all!

  "Ripper!" Bei Feng called out lightly.

  "Peng, peng!"

  A metallic figure which looked like a decorative object suddenly stood up in the villa as a red light flashed past its pupils. With a sudden movement, it stepped out with huge steps and ran out. Mystic One and the rest only felt a blur before their eyes before the tall figure appeared before them.

  "Follow them back and take your instructions from Mystic Three," Bei Feng pointed at Mystic Three and commanded.

  "All of you, return first. With Ripper around, you should be fine unless those unrivaled Evolved Jing masters take action personally! Also, ask those people who asked you to deliver the item to wait there. I will go over personally in a few days. I really want to see which fellow is so daring, to use me as shield!" Bei Feng stated frostily. A domineering aura emanated from his being and, in that moment, Mystic One and the rest felt their bodies freeze up, as though they were standing before a primordial beast which could kill them with a single breath.

  They did not even dare to move in that moment. Only after Bei Feng turned around and left did they manage to let loose their breath. Since the boss was going to handle the matter personally, those people were naturally going to play the role of clay chickens and pottery dogs!

  Mystic Four and the rest quickly left with Ripper. As for whether this tall thing could protect them and ensure that they complete the mission, none of them had any doubts at all.

  This was especially the case for Mystic Four's group who had seen Bei Feng act personally back at Mount Longhu.

  ***

  At this time, Fuzhou was becoming increasingly chaotic. More and more influential powers had rushed over, and the special task force was also mobilized. Such a large gathering of martial practitioners was not something to scoff at!

  "The appearance of the Lido Ghost King Mask this time has caused much interest from too many influential powers. Should we warn these martial practitioners a little?"

  More than a hundred Evolved Jing masters were gathered in a large hall at this moment. Ten top-tier Evolved Jing masters sat at the front, the pressure of their auras covering the entire area.

  The special task force of Fuzhou was extremely well staffed. For Xiantian Lords, they had over ten such individuals acting as elders. There was over a hundred Evolved Jing masters and countless Light and Dark Jing martial practitioners!

  These people all relied on the large tree that was the country for shade and fruits. As one of the strongest martial groups in the country, the Fuzhou special task force still had some authority!

  "Sir, how about we just approach that security company directly and tell them to hand the Lido Ghost King Mask over? Once that item is in our hands, who will still dare to have designs on it?"

  A low level Evolved Jing master stood out and suggested to the ten people seated at the front.

  "Feasible! We could send someone over to talk to them first. If they are willing to hand the mask over to us, we can ensure their safety. But if they are unwilling to do so, we will not insist either," an old man who was seated more to the front among the ten commented lightly. Although he looked advanced in age, his eyes were filled with vigor, like a clear spring, unlike the dull eyes usually seen on an elderly person.

  "Sir, why is there a need to go to such trouble? If we demand the mask, would they dare to not hand it over?" the low level Evolved Jing master continued boldly.

  "Pu!"

  As soon as the words rolled off his tongue, a lifelike illusory blood-red palm suddenly appeared before the low level Evolved Jing master. Before he could even react, the palm slammed into his chest, sending him flying into the air and spouting a mouthful of blood.

  "Taking into consideration that this is your first offense, I will let you off lightly. If there's a next time, your cultivation will be crippled. The rules must not be broken no matter what. Once broken, it would also mean the end of our special task force!"

  It was a middle-aged man who struck out. His brows were as straight as a sword, and he had a learned and refined air about him. Looking at him, it was hard to associate him with the person who had just attacked.

  "It should be about 50 years since the last time the Ghost City was opened. I suppose that this time, there should be more Ghost King Masks than this one appearing?"

  Although this middle-aged man looked much younger than the other nine, his cultivation was the highest among the ten.

  "Sir, there are news from all the other divisions as well. Although we are not clear about the exact numbers yet, there should be no less than 300 such masks appearing this time!" another Evolved Jing master reported immediately.

  "En, I understand. Send someone to talk with that security company. Remember; the rules must not be broken!" Nuo Tianyi reminded with a gruff voice.

  "This subordinate understands!" the Evolved Jing master nodded and replied respectfully. Since the officer in charge had reminded them repeatedly, the ending for anyone who breaks the rules would definitely not be pretty.

  It was unclear which year and period the Lido Ghost City first appeared. It was a vast mystical land hidden in the mountains, and held numerous mysteries. Lots of people had found fortuitous encounters within, but even more lost their lives there.

  After so many years, the rate of encountering lucky chances in the Ghost City had become much lower compared to the past. Some people were predicting that everything within the Ghost City would be exhausted with just two more openings.

  Despite the passage of so many years, the information on the Ghost City was almost nil. How a large place like that was built and hidden in a mountain range in the first place was such a confounding thought that would cause people to break out in cold sweat thinking about it.

  Even with China's current technology, workforce, and economic strength, such a project would still require at least several centuries to build!

  The only thing everyone knew about the Ghost City was that it would open once every fifty years, and that the token required for entrance was precisely the Ghost King Masks!

  Each Ghost King Mask could allow twenty people to enter. This was also the reason everyone was setting their eyes on the security company right now!