Chapter 3925 Crimson Shadow Sanctuary

Soon, the four of us arrived at the airport. After arriving, Brother Gu called us and said that they had already set off to meet Yuan Kong in Nanjing. They would then travel directly from Nanjing to Jolo Island in the Philippines.

We're definitely moving faster than Brother Gu and his group. Once we arrive, we can't act immediately; we have to wait until we meet up with them before we can act together.

Once that was decided, we boarded the plane.

Having not had a good rest, everyone lay down to rest after boarding the plane.

I made a lot of money this time, so of course I'll go first class and get a good night's sleep first.

We landed as it was getting dark.

Shortly after I got off the plane, I received a text message from Jin Da Guanjia, which contained only a phone number.

This number must be Wan Luozong's contact number in the local area.

As soon as we stepped out of the airport, I received a phone call from the number that Butler Jin had given me.

After the call connected, the person identified himself as a member of the Wanluo Sect and said he was waiting for us in the airport parking lot in a Toyota minivan.

After finally finding the parking lot, we saw a middle-aged man with dark skin wearing brightly colored clothes waiting for us, looking at his phone and waving at us incessantly.

We immediately walked over, and the man put away his phone, smiled, and walked towards us, saying politely, "Greetings, everyone. My name is Chen Shengcai, and I am the person in charge of Wanluo Sect here. I will take care of the rest."

The disheveled Taoist priest walked over and said to Chen Shengcai with a smile, "Brother Chen, how long has it been since you've been back to China?"

"I haven't been back for over a year. After I finish this job, I plan to go home and visit..." Chen Shengcai was unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

After this trip, he probably won't dare to return to the Philippines again.

Wherever we go, the local hall master of Wanluo Sect will suffer misfortune.

"Well, it's time to go home and reunite with my family." The slovenly Taoist priest smiled meaningfully.

Chen Shengcai ignored what the slovenly Taoist priest said and quickly beckoned us to get in the car. He drove us to a small town on Holo Island and then took us to a very secluded courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, but the house is a two-story building with many rooms.

As soon as they landed, Chen Shengcai said with a smile, "Butler Jin told me that there are quite a few of you here. I chose this place for you, with seven or eight rooms. It should be enough for you. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's eat first and then talk."

As he spoke, Chen Shengcai walked ahead and pushed open the door. Inside, there was a round table covered with fresh seafood.

"There's no shortage of seafood here. We specially hired a Chinese chef to cook it, so you should be able to eat it. By the way... your other friends should be arriving soon. You guys eat first, and I'll go pick up the rest of your friends." Chen Shengcai said to us and then quickly left.

We were indeed a bit hungry, and we didn't want to wait for Brother Gu and the others any longer, since we didn't know when they would arrive. We could only eat our fill first.

After we finished eating, we waited for about two hours before Chen Shengcai brought Brother Gu and the others over.

Little Fatty is here too. The Sixth Regiment has reunited, and they're definitely going to do something big.

As soon as Zhang Qing'an entered the room, he walked over to me and said, "Xiao Jie, I've never really traveled far in my life. But since I started hanging out with you guys, I've been able to travel all over the country. What kind of trick are you up to now?"

"It's just chasing down a feng shui master from Hong Kong Island, nothing serious," I said with a smile.

"Does that feng shui master have a few small targets on him? Otherwise, why would he make such a big fuss?" Zhang Qing'an was quick-witted and immediately pointed out the key to the matter.

The slovenly Taoist priest laughed: "Senior Zhang, you were absolutely right. The person we're going to arrest this time is no ordinary person. He's the personal feng shui master of the Li family, a wealthy family in Hong Kong. He's sure to make a lot of money."

"Hey, looks like this money-making opportunity isn't too difficult. This money's practically free!" Zhang Qing'an laughed heartily.

This old comrade has truly become obsessed with money and has been completely corrupted by us.

Chen Shengcai brought over some more food, and we drank and talked about what to do next.

I looked at Chen Shengcai: "Master Chen, where have Huo Qingfeng and Zhou Biao gone? Have you had someone watching them the whole time?"

“That’s right, our people have been keeping an eye on them. An hour ago, the person in charge of the surveillance called me. As soon as they got off the ship, they went to eat something. They haven’t reported to me where they are yet.”

As we were talking, Chen Shengcai's phone rang. He quickly got up, answered the call, and spoke in what appeared to be the local language, which none of us could understand.

After a while, Chen Shengcai hung up the phone, his face immediately turning gloomy.

"Is there any news about Huo Qingfeng?" the disheveled Taoist priest asked impatiently.

“That’s right. Huo Qingfeng and Zhou Biao had contact with someone from the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary half an hour ago. The two of them followed that person and went to a deep forest on Holo Island.” Huo Qingfeng looked at us.

"What the hell is the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary?" Chi Lang asked.

“The Crimson Shadow Sanctuary is similar to the Blood Spirit Cult in China back then. It’s the largest evil force in the Philippines. Judging from the current situation, Huo Qingfeng has probably joined the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary.” Chen Shengcai sighed.

I knew it. Huo Qingfeng wasn't here to avoid trouble. It turns out he had already planned his escape route.

Now that he has allied himself with such a powerful evil force, it will be virtually impossible for us to deal with him.

"Tell me about the strength of the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary," the slovenly Taoist priest asked curiously.

"The leader of the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary is Samuel Mabarak, revered as the Holy Blood Prophet by the people of the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary. He claims to have the ability to communicate with ancient gods and has countless followers. His cultivation is unfathomable. Since Huo Qingfeng has joined the Crimson Shadow Sanctuary, I think there's no need for you all to continue. Our Wanluo Sect dares not offend them. If they find out, none of us in the Wanluo Sect will survive," Chen Shengcai said with some fear.

"What did you say that cult leader's name was... damn it..." The chubby boy was a little confused.

“Mabarak,” Chen Shengcai repeated.

Upon hearing Chen Shengcai's words, Zhang Qingan immediately became restless and looked at me with a hint of resentment: "I knew it wouldn't be anything good. This is another deadly scheme."