Chapter 1251: Chapter 1251

Therefore, he must research a new product before these original liquids run out, leveraging Tangming Group’s reputation to launch the product and maintain profitability.

Since Tang Xin’s disappearance, Songlan City returned to calm, and Liu Mengting, Li Xiaoli, and others continued their daily routine of attending school, finishing classes, and preparing for the college entrance examination. Various family forces faced no anticipated retaliation, living their days at ease.

However, a few people’s emotions were quite unstable, Xia Wei’er and Zi Yuan being among them.

In a hotel not far from Xia Wei’er’s residential area, Xia Wei’er sat by the window, her face full of worry as she gazed outside.

Zi Yuan pushed the door open and entered the room, prompting Xia Wei’er to immediately look over: "Master, is there any news about Ming?"

"Alas, I have already scoured Songlan City, yet haven’t found any trace of him."

Zi Yuan sighed helplessly: "Since he has escaped, let’s forget it. We should return to the sect as soon as possible."

"No, I must know his whereabouts before I can leave."

Xia Wei’er shook her head resolutely and said firmly, "He previously encountered an attack; I’m worried he might be in danger, even though others aren’t aware of it yet."

"Wei’er, Tang Ming is just a useless person; encountering danger is only a matter of time. Besides, even if you know, what use is it?"

Zi Yuan looked at Xia Wei’er with frustration: "As disciples of a hidden sect, we cannot easily interfere with worldly matters. This is a martial arts rule. If others discover us stepping into the secular world, they might use it against us, jeopardizing our sect."

"I don’t care about any sect rules. Knowing he’s in danger, how can I calmly cultivate?"

Xia Wei’er retorted, steadfastly saying, "Regardless, I must know he’s safe before I can leave."

"But the problem is, I can’t find him now either."

Zi Yuan was extremely frustrated.

"Master, staying here doesn’t affect my cultivation."

Xia Wei’er stubbornly looked at Zi Yuan.

Zi Yuan was momentarily speechless. During this period, Xia Wei’er had begun following her in cultivation, advancing at an exceptional rate. Within just a few days, she’d already become a Two-star Martial Artist, leaving no faults to be found.

"Well, since that’s the case, then I’ll stay here with you. But when your cultivation is about to break through to a martial master, you must return to the sect with me. You need to undergo baptism in the sect’s holy land to fully unleash the potential of the Bright Moon Body."

Zi Yuan determinedly set a deadline.

Xia Wei’er nodded firmly, then looked out the window again: "Ming, where are you? Why did you leave your subordinates’ protection, and have you indeed fallen into enemy hands?"

In reality, Tang Ming hadn’t left Songlan City and was quietly cultivating at Li Xiaoli’s house.

Few people knew the exact location of Li Xiaoli’s home. Previously, it was the base of Xin Badao and Chu Batian, not far from Liu Mengting’s home, allowing him to observe the situation there remotely. In case of an emergency, he could rush over to assist immediately.

Tang Ming had set up a Poison Array in the room, undeterred by potential disturbances. Even if powerful adversaries attacked, he could handle them alone here. The reason for moving out was to avoid involving those around him in disaster.

After several days of seclusion, he strived to enhance the intact Dantian’s power due to the slow cultivation speed caused by Dust Gu.

Following the last attack, Tang Ming became even more aware that his danger extended far beyond the Netherworld Road a year later; enemies from all areas might come for his life.

His current foes were intellectually savvy, which made him feel threatened. If Chen Cang hadn’t arrived in time, he and Wu Xiaoyu would have been in trouble, so he must quickly restore his cultivation, at least to a level capable of self-protection.

In the Imperial City’s Jiulong commercial street, Wu Xiaoyu, dressed in a casual windbreaker and carrying several shopping bags, wandered aimlessly along the street.

Since Tang Ming announced his departure, Wu Xiaoyu returned to the Imperial City to await news. Not being able to follow Tang Ming meant her presence in Songlan City was purposeless.

Although the Wu Family declared Wu Xiaoyu expelled, she was still the eldest daughter of the Wu Family, living freely in the Imperial City.

Regardless of the past few days’ indulgence in wandering and feasting, she was not happy, always preoccupied with Tang Ming’s current situation and condition.

"Alas, I wonder how he’s doing now?"

Wu Xiaoyu sighed, looking at the two shopping bags in her hand, feeling quite frustrated.

In the past, whenever she felt unhappy, shopping would lift her mood significantly, but now she roamed the streets every day without even enough interest to buy things.

While Wu Xiaoyu was strolling, she suddenly turned around to look behind, as if catching sight of a figure disappearing.

"Did I see it wrong?"

Wu Xiaoyu watched for a while before confirming no suspicious individuals, chuckling bitterly. That guy had nearly made her neurotic.

This was, after all, the Imperial City, with the Wu Family being one of its nine major families. Even the Ming Group forces wouldn’t dare to act against her here. Other groups were even less likely to have such courage.

As evening came, Wu Xiaoyu sighed, turning away from the commercial street towards the parking lot to retrieve her car and prepare to go home.

When Wu Xiaoyu arrived at the underground parking area, heading towards a red Ferrari, a sudden chilling wind arose without warning.

Wu Xiaoyu’s expression changed slightly, urgently turning to check, only to see a large hand expanding rapidly before her eyes.

Wu Xiaoyu just began to scream when a sharp pain hit the back of her head, causing her to lose consciousness.

Several masked mysterious figures stuffed Wu Xiaoyu’s body into a black Benz, quickly leaving the scene.

That night, Wu Dao received a printed letter and was immediately enraged.

In the Wu family’s study, Wu Dao and Wu old master sat grim-faced on the sofa, staring at the mysterious letter on the coffee table.

"Father, these people are simply too bold, daring to openly kidnap a daughter of the Wu family. If we don’t apprehend the culprits, where is our family’s dignity?"

Wu Dao gritted his teeth and shouted: "I’ll mobilize all forces. No matter what, I must rescue Xiaoyu."

"Why are you panicking?"

Wu old master glared at Wu Dao, squinting and saying, "Remember, we have already expelled Wu Xiaoyu from the family. Now, a high-profile search for Xiaoyu would only invite ridicule."

"Dad, you know the so-called expulsion is merely a facade. Now that Xiaoyu has fallen into the hands of villains, if anything happens to her, what shall I do?"

Wu Dao looked at the old master with urgency.

"Xiaoyu is still my granddaughter, do you think I’m not distressed?"

Wu old master angrily shouted: "The issue now is to ensure Xiaoyu’s safety. If the Wu family creates a big disturbance, Xiaoyu might be the first to be harmed, and any trace of her could be erased permanently."