Immortal Realm’s Smuggling Kingpin - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: The Immortals Will Manifest (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

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Rows of low, tube-shaped apartments densely squeezed together like seedlings. The sunlight was blocked by the united complex of buildings, leaving the narrow passageway dark and humid. Luo Qian stood in the shadows. With a slight attempt at concealment, nobody would be able to find him.

He’d been waiting here for a whole afternoon; he wanted to find a person who could tell him what had happened.

He waited in that narrow passageway all the way until midnight. A familiar figure suddenly appeared at the end of the street. Extremely cautious, the figure looked left and right warily, disregarding the fact that his feet had stepped into the muddy and filthy wastewater. Coming to the entrance of an apartment block, he carefully pushed open a gap, doing his best not to make any sounds. Luo Qian walked out from the shadows and called out, “Chen Baozi.”

A shudder passed through that figure. When the figure got a clear look at Luo Qian’s face, he rushed over like he’d seen his savior. “Boss, you’re finally back. Our brothers have been beaten up terribly by them!” Chen Baozi was the most astute one of all the people he’d hired. Luo Qian guessed that he might have gone into hiding, and as was expected, he found him at his former lodging.

“Stop crying, get up quickly. Tell me what exactly happened!” Luo Qian instructed with a frown.

The two left the complex of tube-shaped apartments and found a teahouse. Chen Baozi ordered a portion of dim sum and narrated the course of the incident to Luo Qian while devouring the food.

It turned out that a gang of people had aggressively found their way to Luo Qian’s stronghold on the third day after Luo Qian left the Human Realm. They began again attacking without listening to their protests. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Chen Baozi escaped through the window, but the rest were injured to the point of being hospitalized. The stronghold was destroyed, and the tens of thousands of magazine issues that they’d just bought were also seized.

Luo Qian questioned, “Did they not say anything?”

Chen Baozi recalled for a moment and answered, “I think there were a few of them who struck while clamoring. They said things like how dare you mess with Brother Geng’s woman, tired of living, and the like…”

Luo Qian’s brows knitted together. “Brother Geng… Do you know who that is?”

Chen Baozi shook his head. “I don’t. Maybe he’s not from our city because I still know a little about the few mighty figures we have here…”

Luo Qian deliberated for a moment and took out a bank card. “There is three million yuan in here. Leave this place and find another city. Our plan still has to go on, but this time, you have to be more cautious!”

Chen Baozi’s hand that received the bank card trembled. “Boss, aren’t you afraid of me running away with all this money?”

Luo Qian grinned, “Do you dare to?”

Chen Baozi really did not. Three million was no small sum, but Luo Qian was someone that he could not figure all this time. This wasn’t the first time that Luo Qian had approached him to ‘work.’ Regardless of where he was, Luo Qian had been able to find him each time, so he really didn’t dare to vanish with this three million yuan. Perhaps those people who had charged into the stronghold and attacked them that day were very scary, but Chen Baozi was sure that Luo Qian was 100 times scarier!

“Alright, boss, I will set off for City D tomorrow morning. I have cyber friends there; it’d be convenient to get things done,” said Chen Baozi as he tightened his grip on the bank card.

Chen Baozi decided just to make do for the night in the teahouse. Luo Qian paid the bill and left the teahouse. After determining the direction, he used his First-Order immortal art, Sky Leap, and headed north.

Luo Qian opened a search engine after randomly finding an internet cafe. The magazine had a strong and visible presence in the local games scene, and the pageant was also the highlight of the year. As such, there was considerable information about it online. With a casual search, Luo Qian found a great deal of related information. After narrowing the search coverage, limiting it to ‘scandals,’ neat rows of red words indeed appeared.

Without the slightest effort, Luo Qian had found the girl’s ‘rumored boyfriend’——a wealthy, middle-aged property trader. However, the surname of this property developer was not Geng. His name was Jia Daoyi. Luo Qian continued to read through the other related news, but did not find any other rumored male leads; it seemed like Jia Daoyi was his guy.

Luo Qian knew what he needed—the ministry of national security’s convicts system database.

Capital City B… It could be said that Luo Qian had managed to sneak into the building with ease.

He wasn’t an invincible hacker like those in fantasy novels, nor was he a psycho Immortal whose mental strength was so powerful that he could directly use his brain waves to hack systems. He was only a loser Tribulation Immortal. But even a Tribulation Immortal was still an Immortal after all. Those of the ministry of public security’s secret unit were considered skilled in the Human Realm. They had a dozen expert guards with supernatural abilities; three of them were even cultivators.

However, they weren’t obstructions to Luo Qian at all; he entered the computer room easily. The authorization here was so high that he could casually look up the information he was looking for.

Luo Qian was, indeed, merely a Tribulation Immortal, but even a Tribulation Immortal was invincible in the Human Realm. He didn’t need to hack the entire world’s systems, nor did he have to intrude with his mind. He just had to find a place that could provide him with high enough authorization to search for what he needed. Luo Qian was very good at this.

Entering and searching Jia Daoyi’s name, the system listed a train of information in a whoosh. Luo Qian was startled. It turned out that this fellow was also a ‘focus!’

It wasn’t his first or second time entering this computer room. He’d also figured out some knacks of the ministry. The name was in red; his file was level-B classified information, and the information gathered in it was extremely complete. It was clear that Jia Daoyi was a subject of great attention.

He skimmed through the file—Jia Daoyi, original name Geng Huai. Ethnicity—Han. Education background, dropped out of high school. Known as Brother Geng by others, works in the property development industry…

The later records were all about how he offered and accepted bribes to appropriate land or how he abused practices and used violent means to forcefully collect farmland and the like. There was conclusive evidence, yet he wasn’t arrested. This was only because the secret unit suspected that he had an influential backer above him. They had yet to investigate this backer thoroughly, so they did not touch him.

Luo Qian let out a whistle, already forming a plan in his heart. Young Master Du was right; such a villain naturally ought to be punished by an Immortal. Otherwise, given how people repeated ‘immortals bless us’ all day long, wouldn’t he be letting them down as one of the Immortals?

Luo Qian, who had the ‘consciousness of an Immortal,’ finally left the capital for once and returned to Province Z. Luo Qian’s stronghold was not located in Province Z. Yet Jia Daoyi could still actually send someone to raid the place. The extent of his rampancy was evident; it was no wonder that the country sought to condemn him. There was a saying that went ‘Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad; whom the gods would make mad are first made to buy a house.’ This was a true portrayal of new era mortgage slaves, but this saying also remained apt after changing a word—whom the gods would make mad are first made to sell a house.

People who sold houses were even more insane than those who sold; they dared to name any price and use whatever means.

Jia Daoyi was a typical example.

Jia Daoyi, whose net worth was already in the billions, had all the A-list celebrities of the region lying under him. But this one time, he met this freshly debuted girl at an insignificant party. For some unknown reason, he was bewitched by this little hussy. They got it on, and after one occasion between the sheets, he was instantly hooked, no longer able to leave this little hussy.

Spending a few million to buy the number one spot of a pageant was no big deal to him. He did such a thing very often and did not think there would be any problem this time either. But he just had to encounter a person who was against him.

Seeing that she’d fallen from first place, his little hussy cried and made a ruckus. Jia Daoyi had wanted to pressure the game magazine at first, but the magazine’s background was also rather unknown, so Jia Daoyi did not dare to act recklessly. Meanwhile, the magazine had their own plans; the fiercer the competition between the contestants, the greater their profits. They didn’t care about shady deals. Once the media sensationalized the issue, it would instead boost their popularity.

Hence, Jia Daoyi had no choice but to pick on the pushovers. He asked some friends in the mafia to destroy Luo Qian’s stronghold.

It was not that Luo Qian could not endure contempt for the important task. He only wondered why he should endure contempt in the Human Realm. He was a great… Tribulation Immortal. Although he was nobody in the Immortal Realm, he was the only Immortal in the Human Realm!

The sky was dark as a whistling wind blew. He drifted above a villa, which covered half of a hillside, and watched the room below that was lit up with a yellow glow.

In the room, two people were clutching each other tightly in ecstasy. Luo Qian took one glance and recognized that round bottom—that’s right, it was the bottom of the first-place contestant.

Luo Qian was irate; the consequences of offending him were dire.

He was merely a smuggler; he wasn’t as professional as those ‘backstage marketers,’ who were specially trained to make shady deals. He could’ve easily earned five pieces of Supreme Immortal Jade originally, but all that was spoiled by these two fellows. As the saying went, ‘anger surges from the heart and hatred grows from the gall.’ Luo Qian was exactly the type of person who wouldn’t attack unless he was attacked; he was neither arrogant nor cowardly.

The duo in the room finally took a break after a round of making love. The man with a bulging belly rubbed the few hairs on his belly, picked up the wine glass by the bed, and walked to the table. There was a laptop on the table, and he started browsing through some accounts.

Luo Qian drifted into the room. With a concealment incantation, he was invisible to the two people in the room. What the man was reading happened to be a name list—a name list of all the officials who’d wallowed in the mire with him all these years. What year, what month, what date, what had been gifted, how much they were worth—all of this was written clearly on the list.

Jia Daoyi didn’t rely on luck to rise step by step to where he was today from his original street gangster status. He had the slyness of a jackal. This information would one day become the final thing that could save his life. If he got caught, every single person on this list would have to exhaust all means to get him out.

Luo Qian looked around and saw a USB drive on the table. He walked over, and with a casual jab, a stream of Immortal air sealed Jia Daoyi’s meridians. Then, right in front of Jia Daoyi, he started copying the documents.

Jia Daoyi only felt a gust of ‘chilly wind’ sweep past the back of his head, which then rendered him unable to move. After which, he watched as the small USB drive on the table plug itself into the laptop, as if it had come alive. The same then happened to the mouse; it moved around and clicked by itself. Soon, the copying of documents was done.

Being in the mafia, Jia Daoyi was a particularly strong believer in supernatural things. Every year, he would lead his brothers to pray to Lord Guan1 and Zhong Kui2! With the supernatural incident taking place before his eyes, Jia Daoyi’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, showing only the whites, and fell to the ground with a thud.

“Ah——” A woman’s scream split the night, but Luo Qian was already dozens of miles in the distance.

It’d been mentioned long ago that this wasn’t Luo Qian’s first time visiting the security department’s computer room. He had come to the computer room again and transferred the information into the computer. Luo Qian then tossed the USB drive away. This name list just happened to complete this ‘evidence file.’ Subsequently, a case could be made for investigations.

The next morning, the officer in charge of managing the database switched on the computer, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

A colleague beside him, dressed in uniform, gave him a shove. “What’s with you? Becoming dazed so early in the morning, beware of being criticized…”

The dumbstruck officer pointed at his computer. “The Immortals have manifested…”

That Immortal who manifested had already returned to the Immortal Realm. This time, he’d been held up for quite a few days in the Human Realm, during which Ling Xiaose had come to look for him several times. Luo Qian apologized again and again and had to give Ling Xiaose a few yellow discs before Ling Xiaose left fully content. Weighing the five pieces of Supreme Immortal Jade in his hand, Luo Qian finally revealed a satisfied smile.