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"Impossible! Xianhong would never betray me and join the Company!" Hearing the reminder over the phone, Qu Tong's face was filled with disbe
"Impossible! Xianhong would never betray me and join the Company!"
Hearing the reminder over the phone, Qu Tong's face was filled with disbelief.
She knew Ma Xianhong's character better than anyone. Even if someone slandered her and he harbored suspicions, he would first come back to confront her for confirmation. There was no way he would simply defect to the Company without seeking the truth.
Something unforeseen must have happened.
She quickly strode to the window and looked down. At once, she noticed the abnormality— the Company headquarters was already surrounded on all sides.
"Not good!"
If her most trusted experts were still here, they could protect her while she sought a way to break out. But she had just dispatched them all to Biyou Village.
Now, with only a handful of capable fighters left inside the Company, escaping from such a heavily armed encirclement of espers and modern weaponry would be harder than ascending to the heavens.
Even if she could rapidly alter her appearance to disguise herself as someone else, once Ma Xianhong sided with the Company and provided them intelligence, they would undoubtedly be well prepared for her tricks.
"You seem to be in trouble. How about considering a deal now?
I can take you away, along with all of your people, without the Company ever noticing."
As he spoke, George slowly rose to his feet.
He had anticipated this outcome. After learning the truth, Ma Xianhong was highly likely to join the Company, and once the Company understood Qu Tong's true intentions, they were bound to strike with full force.
It wasn't that George had set her up on purpose—Ma Xianhong had simply been his previous trading partner, and this situation was unavoidable.
Hearing George's words, Qu Tong hesitated for only a second before making her decision.
"Very well. I'll trouble Mr. Jin to escort us out. Once we're safe, I'll present you with the cultivation method of the Dual Hands."
"No problem. Call your people to gather."
George nodded calmly.
What was extremely difficult for others was laughably easy for him.
Very soon, Qu Tong gathered all the Company's key members, taking with them the most vital documents and information, minimizing the losses to the greatest extent possible.
Ma Xianhong knew certain things about her, but most of it was only superficial. He was completely ignorant of the most critical intelligence—secrets that absolutely could not fall into the Company's hands. Otherwise, her entire plan would be devastated.
As long as she escaped in time, the damage would not be fatal. With a few more years of effort, she could recover and rise again.
"Let's go!"
A space magic array flared beneath George's feet, enveloping everyone. In the blink of an eye, they vanished.
When they reappeared, they stood in the middle of a quiet forest.
"Many thanks, Mr. Jin. Otherwise, I would already be captured and interrogated by Anywhere Door."
Qu Tong clasped her hands in gratitude.
George waved her thanks away.
"A trade is a trade. Now, it's time to pay your price."
Qu Tong's eyes shifted, and a mischievous smile appeared as she covered her mouth lightly.
"Mr. Jin, I forgot to mention earlier—the inheritance of the Dual Hands is encoded within our very genes. Even if I wrote the method down for you, it would be useless.
But if you're willing, I can bear a child with you. Our child, carrying my genes, would naturally inherit the Dual Hands."
As she finished, she extended her hand and lightly traced her fingers across George's chest.
She was not lying. The Dual Hands could indeed only be passed down genetically. That was the very reason her mother, Duanmu Ying, had been imprisoned by the Lü family, used merely as a tool for breeding.
Every child of the Lü family who awakened the Blue Hand carried her mother's bloodline.
Before creating the Dual Hands, Duanmu Ying had married her father, Wang Zizhong. Soon after the creation, she became pregnant with Qu Tong. When she was captured by the Lü family, she sacrificed herself for the sake of her husband and daughter, forced to bear children for the family until she died in misery. She now rested beneath an unmarked gravestone in the Lü family's cemetery.
The family head, Lü Ci, had once secretly admired her mother. After her death, he kept his promise to send Qu Tong abroad to study.
But what Lü Ci never expected was that Qu Tong had already awakened the Dual Hands—the Blue and the Red—and had long uncovered the truth.
Her reason for returning and founding Yaoxing Society was threefold:
First, to avenge her mother and erase the Lü family, one of the Ten Elders, from existence.
Second, to build a world of espers where no one would ever again suffer the same fate as her mother.
Third, for herself—because she revered her mother's tales of Wugensheng and longed for immortality.
If Jin Baobao agreed to have a child with her, he would never escape her grasp, bound to become her strongest weapon.
However, George paid no heed to her words. In a flash, he pressed his hand onto Qu Tong's head.
"No need. I can extract it directly from your mind."
Normally, the Dual Hands could only be inherited through bloodline—he was fully aware of this.
But George was no ordinary man. With the legacy of Master Ziyang, as long as he acquired the operational framework of the technique, he could deduce and reconstruct it himself.
"What are you doing?!"
Sensing George's spiritual power invading her mind, attempting to seize her memories, Qu Tong's expression changed drastically as she hurriedly activated the Blue Hand in defense.
She had always been the one manipulating the souls and memories of others—this was the first time she had ever been so violently intruded upon.
Her mind harbored too many secrets, secrets she could never allow Jin Baobao to see.
"What am I doing? Collecting the payment for our trade, of course."
George smiled coldly as his formidable spiritual will shattered Qu Tong's mental defenses and began plundering her memories.
Her subordinates, witnessing this, immediately rushed at George. But before they could even act, his gaze swept across them.
"Terrain Effect—Gravity Zone!"
In an instant, the ground around him transformed into a field of crushing gravity. Qu Tong's men were slammed down, pinned helplessly against the earth.
"You certainly have a story. Still, the Dual Hands' powers are even better than I anticipated."
After fully absorbing Qu Tong's memories, George waved his hand, releasing the gravitational field.
From her perspective, her actions were not entirely wrong. Yet she had repeatedly tried to manipulate him with her petty schemes, and that could not be left unpunished.
The world of espers was no different from the martial world of wuxia novels—filled with love and hatred, blades and shadows. There was no absolute right or wrong, and he had no intention of playing judge.
He had obtained the Dual Hands—that was his only goal.
Yet from her memories, he had also learned many hidden secrets of the esper world, an unexpected bonus.
As for the Dual Hands themselves, their true abilities surpassed all of his expectations.
The Blue Hand governed the soul. It not only allowed the reading and erasing of memories, but upon mastery, could infiltrate the subconscious to implant thoughts, turning others into absolute slaves.
With her perfected Blue Hand, Qu Tong had established Yaoxing Society in such a short time, a force independent of the Ten Elders.
Those espers who were ostensibly "rescued" by Yaoxing Society had all, in the end, become her loyal subordinates.
Meanwhile, the Red Hand governed the body. It possessed limitless healing power. So long as one drew breath, no matter the severity of the wounds or illness, recovery was guaranteed.
Even if one's flesh and blood were obliterated, the Red Hand could regenerate the body swiftly.
(End of Chapter)