Chapter 141: Ambush

Wen Ying faced the two demons' gazes with a calm expression. "Call Yang Shiming over. It'll save us on magic expenditure. If anyone investigates later, just say that Yang Shiming sensed something off between Yang Rixi and Huo Jue, and found their interactions suspicious, so he followed them."

Yang Rixi: "…" He didn't know if the demon opposite had blocked Huo Jue's perception. He hoped not, or else explaining later would be a nightmare.

When Yang Shiming was called over, Wen Ying gave him a brief "summary." Still in shock from the revelation that Yang Rixi and Huo Jue were pretending to be a couple and that he had been tailing them, Poros possessed Yang Shiming's body.

Poros said, "We need to try our best to block Yang Shiming's appearance."

"Cover his body with your magic," Muershi suggested.

As long as this layer of magic wasn't broken, outsiders would only see a pitch-black figure - a true Little Black Man.

"Let's divide the tasks," Wen Ying proposed. "You go stop those exorcists, while I'll deal with Wang Run with him."

Wen Ying hadn't completely shielded Yang Rixi's perception throughout the entire process. He only lifted the barrier when necessary, keeping certain important matters from Yang Rixi, such as their names and their current plans.

It was enough for Yang Rixi to know what he needed to know.

Compared to the bustling commercial district, illuminated like a galaxy of stars, the old town was virtually dim, with most shops closed. Only a few scattered stalls remained, and among them, a bustling fried bun stand attracted the most people; the rest were deserted.

The old town was eerily quiet, with dim streetlights casting long shadows. Occasional meows echoed in the darkness, as if a massive mouth lurked, ready to devour the unfortunate souls.

Hell Orange, while keeping an eye on the target, was distracted by a novel, much like the other exorcists.

At half past nine, Wang Run instructed everyone to put away their phones. Even with low screen brightness, they could easily give away their presence in such a place.

Hell Orange reluctantly pocketed his phone.

As ten o'clock approached, the exorcists lying in wait became highly alert, regulating their breathing to minimize any sound and suppressing their auras.

On the other side of the old town, a young boy, backpack in tow, crossed the road after school and paused before the familiar alley where he often got into trouble. Still, he ventured in, transitioning from the bright and lively street into the dimly lit old town.

Hell Orange's gaze met that of the target, causing his breath to hitch. This demon was no ordinary one! No wonder Wang Run had personally taken charge of this mission, bringing along a number of elites.

A blue flame spread through the old town.

Wen Ying, who was in ambush, initially assumed it was Wu Fei upon seeing the blue flames. However, the clean and swift moves, along with the act of using a nearby lamppost as a weapon, did not resemble Wu Fei at all.

Wu Fei didn't wield a sword; instead, he wielded one that emanated blue flames...

Lan Jiaying? Wen Ying felt peculiar.

The three demons in ambush exchanged glances, all seeing the surprise and... strangeness in each other's eyes.

They had tricked Lan Jiaying directly or indirectly multiple times before. It was unexpected that fate would be so whimsical, bringing them together again during the final exams.

Since fate had arranged it this way, Wen Ying rubbed his hands in anticipation, focusing his attention once more on the distant battlefield.

Muershi stared at the battle ahead. Since Wu Fei would run on his own, he couldn't trap him like he did with Bellerophon. One careless move, and Wu Fei might contract with someone else. Muershi had secretly observed from afar, and that person was a student.

He had assumed that tonight would be the night for that student, but it wasn't.

It was quite a surprise. The human world was vast, yet this city was bustling. Muershi began to suspect that the academy deliberately chose the teleportation location.

What was the Devil King's intention? All the high-ranking demons, including his mother, were hiding the existence of the barrier from the outside world, yet they threw them into the human realm during the final exams.

Although it was currently being kept secret and not publicly announced, Muershi felt that the academy might reveal it soon after their return.

Wen Ying didn't want to dwell on complicated matters. He was pondering how Lan Jiaying had been exposed.

The exorcists had clearly planned the ambush in advance, indicating that they had thoroughly investigated the human that Lan Jiaying had possessed, not acting on a whim.

Although Lan Jiaying was somewhat arrogant, he wasn't reckless. His arrogance and pride often stemmed from his ample knowledge and formidable power.

This situation was like a poor student secretly studying at night while boasting to others that he never studied and spent all his nights gaming. Then, when the results were out, he would proudly declare himself a genius.

In the old city's alleyway, sounds of clashing echoed, heavy objects hitting the ground repeatedly. The leaping flames and elemental attacks were also highly visible in the dark night, yet no one came to investigate the commotion.

A barrier that shielded sensory perception had been erected there.

Boros observed for a while before whispering, "Wen Ying, I feel that your plan might fall apart given the current situation."

Muershi agreed, "I think so too. Lan Jiaying isn't Wu Fei. I believe he can escape safely at most, just with a significant loss of magic power… But how can his magic power be so immense? Is the human he contracted exceptionally gifted or has he spent all his time cultivating?"

Wen Ying's original body was nearby. He had already contacted Lu Qingyuan in advance, asking him to bring his original body from the Realm of Devils while he was in Mu City.

With his original body present, the signs of the plan failing made Wen Ying somewhat gloomy. He had successfully tricked Lan Jiaying both overtly and covertly in the past. Why wasn't it working this time?

For nearly half an hour, the exorcists were mostly laid low, and Lan Jiaying's magical power seemed to have been significantly depleted, leaving him with little left.

Feeling his magic power dwindling, Lan Jiaying's expression darkened. He blamed this body's desires for stealing his time for cultivation. If he had used that study time to practice, he could have eliminated these overconfident exorcists in one fell swoop tonight.

"I've taken note of all of you," Lan Jiaying's gaze swept across the remaining elite exorcists, brimming with murderous intent, before he tore open a portal and departed.

As Muershi watched the departing figure, he murmured, "He's too powerful. We couldn't leave him on the verge of death. Why don't you try using your true form?"

"Hold on," Perseus interjected hastily, then added, "They're not pursuing."

Wen Ying and Muershi promptly redirected their attention to the exorcists, and the three demons fell into contemplation.