adbindia Chapter 368: Contention
Chapter 368: Contention
The Goddess’s Tears changed hands continuously within Storm City.
It passed through several owners.
The commoner who first obtained the Goddess’s Tears had no idea of its origin.
Nor did he understand what the Goddess’s Tears represented.
In his eyes, it was a gift from the heavens.
A windfall from the sky.
In the end, greed got him and his family killed.
The Extraordinary Professionals who heard news of the Divine Water simply wanted to obtain a treasure that could cure the Green Corpse Cold Poison.
The Green Corpse Cold was too terrifying; even Extraordinary Professionals found it hard to resist.
They never knew that the item they had obtained was the Goddess’s Tears, an object of intense concern for the entire upper echelon of Storm City.
Before long, they were wiped out by a more powerful group of Extraordinary Professionals, who took the Goddess’s Tears.
Within Storm City, chaos and turmoil were everywhere.
The unrest and chaos from the Undead invasion had yet to subside, and now the Goddess’s Tears had stirred up an even greater commotion.
However, this particular area was unexpectedly peaceful and quiet.
This was Storm City’s Noble District.
No amount of chaos could reach this place.
At the slightest sign of trouble, it would be suppressed by the immense power of the nobility.
The core area of the Noble District.
Inside a study.
The head of the Seltan Clan was meeting with the leader of the Netherlight Gang, the largest in Storm City.
No one knew that behind Storm City’s largest gang, the Netherlight Gang, stood one of the city’s top noble powers.
Most people thought the Netherlight Gang had achieved its current status through its own strength.
Brad, leader of the Netherlight Gang, said, "Lord Marquis, we’ve found the whereabouts of the Goddess’s Tears. We’ll have it soon."
The head of the Seltan Clan, Dixon, said, "Very good. Get the Goddess’s Tears as soon as possible."
Brad asked, somewhat puzzled, "Lord Marquis, why are you helping the Divine Hall of Light? Aren’t the nobles and the Divine Hall always at odds?"
Dixon chuckled. "Who said I’m helping the Divine Hall of Light?"
Hearing this, Brad understood immediately.
Dixon wasn’t looking for the Goddess’s Tears to claim the generous reward from the Divine Hall of Light.
He simply wanted the Goddess’s Tears for himself.
Brad didn’t understand. He asked, "What’s so great about the Goddess’s Tears? Is it worth us expending so much effort to find it?"
To find the whereabouts of the Goddess’s Tears, the entirety of the Netherlight Gang, Storm City’s largest, was mobilized, creating a massive stir.
The Netherlight Gang had never caused such a huge commotion before.
He feared that after this incident was over, the Netherlight Gang would be purged.
After all, the Netherlight Gang had always operated in the shadows. No one knew just how terrifying their power truly was.
Now that the Netherlight Gang had surfaced, everyone was utterly shocked.
The number of its members had reached a staggering one hundred fifty to one hundred sixty thousand.
Although the vast majority were ordinary people, such a massive number was an absolute threat to any power in Storm City.
Brad already had a premonition.
Once the chaos in Storm City ended, the Netherlight Gang would definitely be the first to be purged.
At that time, even if the Seltan Clan was willing to step in and protect the Netherlight Gang, the most powerful gang in the city would still be reduced by more than half.
It would never be at its peak again.
Such a heavy price made Brad’s heart ache.
This was a force he had painstakingly built up, like his own son.
What he was doing now was like voluntarily chopping off his own son’s arm and leg.
He couldn’t bear to do it.
But faced with Dixon’s demands, he didn’t dare disobey.
No matter how powerful the Netherlight Gang was, it still truly relied on the Seltan Clan’s backing.
Otherwise, it would be wiped out by the official forces of the City Lord’s Mansion the very next day.
What power operating in Storm City didn’t have a few powerful backers to rely on?
Dixon didn’t explain anything to Brad.
He said, "Just do your job. Don’t worry about anything else."
Hearing this, Brad quickly bowed his head and complied. "Understood, Lord Marquis."
But a fire of anger ignited in his heart.
’Dammit, I’ve put my life on the line for you for decades, and you won’t even tell me about something this small.’
’So damn disrespectful.’
Brad felt he hadn’t received any of Dixon’s consideration or respect.
He lowered his head and said, "Lord Marquis, I’ll take my leave now. I’ll deliver the Goddess’s Tears the moment I get it."
"Mm, go on."
Brad left the Seltan Clan estate through the back door.
He glanced back at the closed back door of the Seltan estate and clenched his fists.
’Fuck! I’ve worked my ass off for you for decades, and you won’t even let me use the front door.’
’Every time I come to this damn place, I can only use the back door.’
’This is too fucking much.’
An idea welled up in Brad’s mind: find a new backer.
This backer had to be more powerful than the Seltan Clan.
And as it happened, he had an option.
The Divine Hall of Light was, without a doubt, more powerful than any other faction in Storm City.
All the noble clans combined only had a sliver of a chance of contending with the Divine Hall of Light.
’Once I’ve latched onto the Divine Hall of Light, the Seltan Clan will be nothing, and Dixon will be a nobody!’
Brad returned to the Netherlight Gang’s main headquarters.
"What’s the status on the Goddess’s Tears?"
His second-in-command, Pick, quickly replied, "We’ve found the person who took the Goddess’s Tears. The men have already been dispatched."
Brad glanced at Pick and asked, "Do the men below know what they’re looking for?"
Pick quickly answered, "No, I didn’t tell them what exactly we’re looking for. They just know there’s a reward for bringing the item back."
"Mm, good. That’ll keep anyone from getting greedy and taking it for themselves," Brad said.
Pick quickly nodded with a smile. "You’re always so thorough, Boss."
Although the Netherlight Gang had one hundred fifty to one hundred sixty thousand members, most were just affiliates—nothing more than small-time thugs, gangsters, and beggars from around Storm City.
These people had almost no sense of discipline.
They joined the Netherlight Gang just to borrow its fearsome reputation and avoid being bullied by others.
The only thing that could truly motivate them to do anything was personal gain.
SCRAPE, SCRAPE, SCRAPE.
The sound of bones scraping against the ground arose.
Li Wei glanced back at Savinia, who was walking out from the darkness behind him.
He said, exasperated, "Aren’t you afraid someone will see you looking like that?"
From the neck up, Savinia was perfectly fine. From the neck down, she was a skeleton body of white bone that she had casually picked up somewhere.
Extremely graphic!
Savinia waved her hand and said with a laugh, "What’s there to be afraid of? If worse comes to worst, I’ll just ditch this one and find another body."
Li Wei asked, a little curious, "What about your previous body then?"
Savinia said, "Most of it is gone, destroyed by that bunch from the Divine Hall of Light. A few small parts are scattered around Storm City, waiting for me to go pick them up."
"Then why are you following me instead of looking for your own body?" Li Wei asked.
"To find the Goddess’s Tears, of course!" Savinia said.
She said, "You have to believe me. I’m here to help you. My master is also just helping you get the Goddess’s Tears."
"But you keep thinking we want to use you to snatch the Goddess’s Tears. Boo hoo... you’re breaking my heart."
Li Wei: "..."