Chapter 187: Another Gold Expert

Bang!

The office door slammed open, and a frantic Yang Dongqing rushed in.

"Is there any news?"

"A little. This should be tied to a few of the children from the Murong Family."

"The Murong Family! I'm going to find them right now!" Enraged, Yang Dongqing immediately moved to storm out, but Su Mu stopped him.

"The Murong Family's properties are scattered all across Star City. Do you know where they're hiding her? Charging in blindly like this will only alert them."

"Then what should I do?! Am I just supposed to sit here and wait? Jasmine has been missing for three days! If anything happens to her..."

"Calm down. I have a way to find Jasmine."

"What way?"

"Entering a dream."

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That night, Su Mu lay in bed. He waited until it was very late to ensure Jasmine would be asleep before drifting off.

Once in the dreamscape, he began sensing for Jasmine's dream. Soon, a star representing her appeared within the boundless expanse.

"Found her," Su Mu muttered, gazing at the star. The next moment, his dreamscape extended and surged into it, pulling him into Jasmine's dream alongside it.

It was a nightmare.

"Hahaha... Can't suppress your thirst for blood anymore? I just love watching stubborn girls like you fall into depravity. I don't like forcing people, so as long as you willingly spend a night with me, I'll give you blood. How about it?" In a prison-like room, Murong Yun laughed wildly, an eerie scarlet gleam flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to have transformed. His skin was pale as paper, and two sharp fangs extended from the corners of his mouth, glinting coldly.

Jasmine was imprisoned here. She was equally pale, with fangs protruding from her bloodless lips.

"No! I don't want blood! Take it away!" Terrified, Jasmine struggled incessantly, but she couldn't break free of Murong Yun's control.

A young child suddenly appeared in Murong Yun's hands. Gripping the child tightly by the neck, he shoved them toward Jasmine's mouth.

"You can't resist this instinctive temptation! I've already turned you into a member of the Blood Clan, so accept reality! Hahaha..."

Following a scream from Jasmine, the surrounding scenery shifted rapidly. This time, it was a manor. Wearing ankle shackles, she was chained to a massive stage, singing I Look Forward To. She sang and cried at the same time.

Below the stage, Murong Yun wore a satisfied expression. "As expected, it feels much better hearing a real person sing."

The scene shifted again. This time, it was Jasmine and Yang Dongqing's home.

The two of them embraced tightly, but the next moment, fangs sprouted from Jasmine's mouth, and she bit viciously into Yang Dongqing's neck.

Yang Dongqing died. Like a child who had done something wrong, Jasmine held his corpse and wept bitterly.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Witnessing this scene, Su Mu frowned slightly. "Blood Clan?"

Dreams were the manifestation of the human subconscious. Normally, they were chaotic and disorganized like this—especially nightmares—but to a certain extent, they reflected reality.

He attempted to guide Jasmine's dreamscape, reconstructing exactly what had happened over these past three days.

A moment later, countless images flashed before his eyes, and he finally grasped the cause and progression of the whole affair.

The root cause was actually Jasmine's song, I Look Forward To.

In this era ruled by nobles, becoming famous was sometimes not a good thing. Having gained popularity from I Look Forward To, Jasmine was targeted by Murong Yun simply because he liked the song and her voice.

This sort of thing was a common occurrence among the nobles. It just happened to fall upon Jasmine this time.

Murong Yun then abducted and imprisoned her. He had grown tired of the women in the Upper District who constantly threw themselves at him. In contrast, Jasmine, a commoner from the Lower District who didn't care about his noble status in the slightest, gave him a completely different feeling.

At first, he used threats and promises, wanting to watch Jasmine cry and compromise, but he failed. Thus, he devised a plan to turn her into a member of the Blood Clan and forced her to consume blood. A Blood Clan member who had tasted blood could not resist the temptation, and Murong Yun's goal was exactly to watch her fall into depravity.

Su Mu's eyes flickered. He extended his own dreamscape, covering the surroundings like an unfurling domain. Once he broke through Jasmine's dream, he saw the actual environment she was in.

It was a dim room. There were quite a few patches of dried blood on the floor, the stains still very fresh.

Jasmine was imprisoned inside an iron cage, sleeping in a stupor with her face covered in tears.

Su Mu didn't wake her. Instead, he walked out of the room. Being in a dream state, he completely ignored the heavy iron door in front of him and passed straight through.

He moved through the building like a ghost, without interacting with the Real World in any way.

A moment later, he entered a room on the top floor and saw Murong Yun along with a man wearing a dark red suit.

"Lord Xueyuan, over the past few days, I've successfully mastered the power of the Blood Clan. I can begin eliminating the other heirs of the Murong Family. However, I'm just not completely confident in dealing with Murong Mengli," Murong Yun said with a troubled expression.

Xueyuan smiled coldly. "Murong Yun, I truly overestimated you. As a Silver 2 who now possesses the power of the Blood Clan, you actually can't even deal with a Silver 1 woman?"

Murong Yun's face turned increasingly ugly, but the bloodline suppression of the Blood Clan left him too afraid to talk back. He could only explain, "That's not it, Lord Xueyuan. That woman, Murong Mengli, is incredibly bizarre. Actually, before becoming a member of the Blood Clan, I secretly made a move against her once. I used a Silver Stage 3 Artifact with long-range attack capabilities, but her Wind Shadow Speed is simply too fast!

"She's clearly a Silver 1, yet she could actually dodge that Artifact's attack. I even suspect her speed is almost comparable to Murong Zhuo's.

"Defeating her is easy, but killing her would probably be very difficult. Therefore, I can only trouble you to take action. You are a Gold expert; killing Murong Mengli will definitely be effortless for you."

"Hmph! Trash." Xueyuan snorted coldly. "If you spent less effort on women, you wouldn't be incapable of handling such a minor matter. How long have you even been a member of the Blood Clan, yet you dare to give someone the First Embrace? Do you know how much blood you need to drink to recover from giving just one First Embrace?"

Murong Yun suddenly grew terrified. "You knew?"

"With my perception, I'd know perfectly well even if there was an extra fly in this villa, let alone a woman you've hidden!" Xueyuan's words carried immense pride in his Blood Clan perception.

Standing beside him, Su Mu nodded in approval. "It seems Gold experts are nothing more than this."

To test the other party's perception, he even deliberately slapped Xueyuan across the mouth. His palm phased straight through Xueyuan's face, yet the man maintained his haughty posture, completely unaware.

"Didn't you buy off Murong Mengli's secretary? Go investigate all the places she frequents and tell me. When the time comes, I will naturally make a move." After saying this, Xueyuan turned and left.

Su Mu thoughtfully watched Xueyuan's departing back. "Another Gold expert. In this small Star City, more and more Gold experts are showing up."

In the end, the root of all this was still the Seven Deadly Sins.

"That damn bitch! She got me scolded by Lord Xueyuan!" Murong Yun said with a gloomy expression, naturally shifting all the blame onto Jasmine.

He turned and walked downstairs, arriving in front of the door to the room where Jasmine was imprisoned. A cold, sinister smile twisted his lips. "That bitch hasn't drunk blood for a day. She probably can't suppress her body's instincts anymore. Let's see if you don't obediently submit in this state!"