Chapter 265: Legend of the Blood Emperor_1
"Alright, I understand."
After the call with Hua Zhuo ended, Wen Jiang continued to slack off in other areas of Ceylon City.
Karin acted quickly. After receiving the Xi Zhou mechanical style card set from Wen Jiang, she immediately designated Wen Jiang’s set as the signature product for the month.
Ceylon City’s business thrived in the shadows, so there were no peripheral products on sale, mostly just Card Spirits.
The copy of B-Level Card Spirits required some time. Reservations started this month, but products would not be available until next month.
Therefore, Karin needed to launch an enormous advertising campaign to secure Helena’s reputation as a cash cow.
As the Mechanical Angel was a counter-damage card, Sa Ang had already made a name for himself with it in the Underground Arena. When card shops on the streets and the marketplaces of Ceylon City began advertising this card set, it truly shook the tourists visiting Ceylon City.
Especially on Ceylon City’s exclusive official website, the order volume for this card set from the Sixth Division soared.
The name Helena then abruptly became a topic of discussion among the people of Ceylon City.
Currently, the card sets of a few familiar faces were popular in Ceylon City’s markets, and the sudden emergence of a new name naturally sparked the curiosity of many buyers.
Of course, Ceylon City had no rules. If someone’s cards became popular, others would grow envious.
Whispers of the rivalry between Helena and the Mech King also began to surface.
Having just become famous and already clashing with an established Spirit Card Master, Helena could be described as either having guts or being recklessly presumptuous.
It was her unique card creation that stood out. Now, with Karin’s backing, others couldn’t easily touch her for the time being.
But should any slip-up occur, a Spirit Card Master like Helena might be chewed up so thoroughly that not even bones would be left.
The day she would meet the Blood Emperor arrived faster than Wen Jiang had anticipated.
That day, just as Wen Jiang had stepped out from another area of Ceylon Cemetery, Karin found her. With a hint of caution in her voice, Karin said, "The Blood Emperor wants to see you."
What? Wen Jiang wondered.
"Do your little business dealings in Ceylon City warrant the personal attention of such a major figure?"
She had just created a B-Rank Card Set, and now she was to be summoned by the Blood Emperor. Was his prestige so low?
Karin irritably replied, "The fuss between you and the Mech King probably reached the Blood Emperor’s ears. He has summoned not only you but also the Mech King. You’re popular now, so he surely wants you to make peace. Remember to speak kindly of the Mech King when the time comes."
For some reason, this scene felt strangely familiar.
Zero Egg suddenly said, "It reminds me of your coach, Tang Qian."
Wen Jiang was speechless.
It was just like how Tang Qian had earnestly pleaded with her not to curse at reporters and the media back then.
Now Karin was also urging her to soften her approach.
It was hard to imagine this happening in the fierce and fearsome Ceylon City. Indeed, those with power could be capricious anywhere.
To show a measure of respect for Karin, Wen Jiang gave a condescending nod from her superior position, regally indicating she understood.
Karin was at a loss for words.
She had a bad feeling about this.
But the meeting place was not in Ceylon Castle. That place seemed to forbid casual entry.
Hence, the Blood Emperor would come out, meeting them at the Sixth Division’s workplace, in the room on the highest floor.
Karin led Wen Jiang upstairs. In contrast to Karin’s visible tension, Wen Jiang appeared relaxed.
Yet, she did not look around rashly.
The room on the highest floor of the Sixth Division was enclosed by transparent glass, but the outermost layer was draped with a thick black gauze curtain, preventing any light from entering.
In the center of the room, a lamp was on, illuminating only a black sofa. A man sat on it, fitting the stereotype of someone suited for nefarious deeds.
The Mech King stood before him, his usually proud head lowered, signaling his submission.
Upon entering the room, a unique pine scent permeated the air. Wen Jiang heard Karin’s feigned calm voice, "Blood Emperor, Helena has arrived."
Neither of them looked up, and Wen Jiang didn’t either. Unsure whether this was within the Heaven’s Mandate System’s surveillance range, Zero Egg also dared not communicate with Wen Jiang.
Wen Jiang could feel a gaze settling on her. That gaze wasn’t as dangerous as she had imagined; rather, it carried an odd calmness. After a moment, she heard the man’s low chuckle. "There’s no need to be so tense, Karin. You may leave. I’d like to have a private word with the Mech King and Helena."
Karin nodded. As she turned to leave, she exchanged a glance with Wen Jiang, a look that seemed to caution her to remain vigilant.
Only then did the Mech King look up at Wen Jiang. In the Blood Emperor’s presence, he used his true face.
The two had formally clashed recently. Plague’s death was a mystery, and the Mech King suspected Helena was responsible, but he had no evidence.
The Mech King was quite ordinary-looking; so ordinary that if he weren’t the Mech King, he wouldn’t attract a second glance on the street. Wen Jiang, therefore, paid him little heed, her gaze shifting to the Blood Emperor. Her heart sank slightly.
There was a clear difference between S Rank and A-Level Spirit Card Masters in this world. Having interacted with many S Ranks, Wen Jiang could determine their level based solely on her intuition. The aura emanating from the Blood Emperor was not that of an S Rank, but rather an unfathomable, vast power.
One doesn’t need to have eaten pork to know what a pig looks like, Wen Jiang thought, recalling the saying.
At this moment, Wen Jiang was certain that this Blood Emperor must be the UR-Level Spirit Card Master hidden behind Ceylon City.
A UR Rank... she thought. Indeed, quite dangerous.
At this moment, Wen Jiang took Karin’s suggestion to heart and decided to keep a low profile. She imagined Karin would be very relieved.
The Blood Emperor’s appearance was also unexpectedly gentle, a stark contrast to the bloody figure one might imagine. His features were not extraordinarily striking, but they exuded a supreme comfort. Even his presence possessed a special kind of elegance, and he appeared excessively young. At least, he seemed a good deal younger than that woman, Yu Jian.
An old bull nibbling on tender grass? Wen Jiang mused. Truly a wicked affair.
He was dressed in a white silk shirt. In front of him, a teapot emitted wisps of faint white steam, creating an impression as if they were all situated within a serene, Yunxia-styled pavilion—completely incongruous with the ominous surroundings.
Wen Jiang’s eyes met the Blood Emperor’s. The corner of his mouth curved into a smile. "Helena?"
Wen Jiang nodded. "Yes."
Nearby, the Mech King saw the interaction between Wen Jiang and the Blood Emperor. He silently curled his lips, a trace of mockery flickering in his eyes, as if a thought had struck him.
"I’ve heard that the Mech King’s people have caused you some trouble recently."
As soon as the Blood Emperor spoke, the slightly upturned corners of the Mech King’s mouth immediately stiffened. He seemed to dread the Blood Emperor’s words, quickly bowing his head to reply, "It’s all been a misunderstanding. My men acted on their own initiative. I’ve already disciplined them."
Indeed, he had not intervened personally. These actions had been carried out by his subordinates, whom he could disavow when convenient.
He just didn’t understand why the Blood Emperor would bring it up in front of Helena. Wasn’t this targeting him? At that thought, a touch of discontent rose within the Mech King.