I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1361: Transaction

The morning sun barely peeked over the horizon the next day.

As dawn just started to break, Xu Rong got an urgent alert. She hurried to the rundown neighborhood before the office hours kicked in, escorting Wu Tao straight to the secretive Pingjiang City branch of the Demon Hunting Department.

The faded structure seemed utterly outdated from the outside, yet entering it unveiled a starkly contrasting interior.

Descending via elevator to the fourth level below ground, they entered a luxurious garage packed with assorted cars. Captain Hao had stood there solo for a while already. Spotting Wu Tao coming closer, he quickly hit a switch in the lobby.

With the green light glowing.

A lifting platform emerged right in the center of the garage, bringing up a sleek black car bit by bit. Bathed in the garage's illumination, its shadowy surface gleamed with a solid and deep shine.

Gazing at the vehicle, Captain Hao gave an approving nod.

Only after that did he face Wu Tao, grinning while he started describing it.

"Mr. Wu."

"Don't worry, sir. This is our division's top-tier protected car. Its frame uses unique alloys for minimal detection. It won't expose any of your personal details and will ensure your protection all along the route."

Hearing the middle-aged fellow's rundown, Wu Tao stayed completely indifferent.

After eyeing the fancy car that lacked even windows, he responded offhandedly.

"This ride sure packs a punch in terms of privacy. Not only can't outsiders glimpse what's happening inside, but the passenger might not catch the views outside either. You've gone all out on this setup."

His sharp comment hit the nail on the head, leaving Captain Hao somewhat sheepish.

Wu Tao kept going, a subtle grin now forming on his lips.

"Such measures are totally pointless. You don't seriously believe this setup can fool me, right?"

His words hung in the air.

Captain Hao's weathered features turned beet red from the awkwardness.

He hadn't anticipated the man to be this straightforward. In one go, he'd exposed their plan to conceal the main office's whereabouts and slammed it without mercy. The guy was truly bold and unyielding.

This was a real master; his speech and demeanor showed zero restraint.

Even in this uncomfortable spot facing the expert, Captain Hao wouldn't dare reveal any irritation. He fiddled with his spectacles to mask it a tad, then bent forward with a sorry grin to clarify.

"Mr. Wu..."

"I get that you're far from average, and these tricks won't faze you. But we've got to stick to the protocols. Skipping the steps would leave me in a tough spot if headquarters questions it down the line."

"Hehe, about that, what do you think..."

Watching Captain Hao wring his hands with that sheepish smile, Wu Tao could only answer with resignation.

"Fine."

Since reaching the central office meant a shot at tracking down Sister Han, he didn't care about the extra terms. A simple drive was no big deal anyway.

He hopped into the car without fuss and promptly dozed off.

The vehicle glided forward with barely a whisper. Its flawless handling delivered a supremely cozy feel. In no time, it slipped deep into the subterranean tunnel.

From a distance, Captain Hao observed the car's fading rear lights as it left successfully, finally exhaling deeply. Beside him, Xu Rong felt a surge of feelings too, inwardly wishing for a hitch-free trip.

No denying it, that luxury car was seriously plush.

Wu Tao snoozed soundly the whole way. Before he knew it, the ride halted. The thoughtful chauffeur even swung the door open for him, so he didn't have to budge.

Rubbing his drowsy eyes as he exited, he found a bunch of sharply attired middle-aged guys, headed by an elderly figure, advancing to offer a hearty greeting.

"Mr. Wu!"

"Welcome, Mr. Wu!"

Before long.

The grounds of the concealed estate buzzed with elites voicing their welcomes. Guards on rounds far off murmured in quiet awe, while upstairs workers passing by couldn't resist pausing and peeking from the window edges with keen interest.

"Who is this heavyweight showing up?"

"Whoa!"

"Why's Instructor Liu all decked out so officially, and even coming out to greet personally?!"

"Check it out, check it out!"

...

Such a display was super uncommon in the Demon Hunting Department's central hub, naturally pulling in curious stares from every angle.

Yet, as their looks cut through the cluster of greeting elites, they noticed the central figure striding ahead was a youthful dude. Donning flip-flops and shorts, he sported a laid-back vibe. Bluntly speaking, yanking any passerby from the road would outclass this slacker.

All of a sudden.

Numerous spectators furrowed brows and rubbed heads, sporting confused faces like they'd questioned their sanity!

What in the world was this guy's deal?

He came off as unkempt and idle, but got this lavish treatment. It was downright absurd!

Before those stares could linger much more.

Flanked by a squad of supreme leaders, the extended line headed directly for the meeting hall. The doorway got tight security, and the setup was impressive. This sparked yet another round of astonishment and doubt, silencing any loose talk.

The flip-flop-wearing youth spotted that day stuck firmly in everyone's minds.

All kinds of rumors swirled nonstop, making the headquarters' vibe charged and odd.

Unlike the uneasy buzz among the clueless masses.

Within the sealed-off meeting room, a wholly opposite, cozy and lively air prevailed.

The table brimmed with rare fruits, and of course, premium scented tea flowed freely. Numerous top officials beamed with regretful politeness, bantering warmly. Their chat felt as close as kin, with chuckles erupting now and then.

"Having Mr. Wu honor our Demon Hunting Department with a visit fills us with immense pride."

"We've heard for ages about your remarkable skills, sir. Meeting you now confirms you're a cut above."

"This is a genuine prodigy!"

"Right, right. Next to you, sir, we're just plain crude."

"Haha..."

In the face of all the courteous chit-chat, Wu Tao just offered a mild smile. Though these folks at their rank still seemed trivial to him, they were seasoned pros. Their knack for smooth interactions was top-notch, so no point dwelling on it.

After hearing a bit, he cut to the chase and eyed the elder at the head spot.

"Skip the niceties."

"You're well aware why I'm here. Where's Sister Han exactly? Any way to reach her?"

His gentle remark dropped, and silence blanketed the space.

Though smiles lingered on faces, nobody ventured to chime in freely. They hadn't figured Wu Tao would jump straight in like that, so they all looked to the head position.

The elder kept a steady face. After a brief hesitation, he answered with a grin.

"Mr. Wu."

"Truth is, a no-go area has popped up deep in Hohhot's northern steppes lately. It's swarming with tons of advanced Phantom Spirits, creating a huge risk for everyone. It's hit a dire stage that jeopardizes the lives of so many folks ahead. This issue is quite the headache."

His response veered off-topic at first glance, but carried deep intent.

Wu Tao dipped his head a touch.

"Mhm."

He seemed sprawled idly on the seat, yet hiddenly, a keen glint flashed in his gaze, and his mind stirred.

While his form stayed in the secret chamber, manipulating the external realm was effortless as pie. Right as his tone died down, ten duplicates had materialized across the expansive plains.

Instantly, blood fog shrouded the heavens!

In the chamber, calm held steady, even turning eerily still.

Noting Wu Tao's mere casual acknowledgment, several eyes dimmed. They swapped subtle looks, feeling baffled. Was this guy missing the hidden message, or faking ignorance? How could he brush it off so lightly?

After a few moments of nothing.

At last.

The chief elder grew restless. He cleared his throat softly and stated plainly.

"Ahem..."

"Mr. Wu, should you assist in wiping out the Northern Forbidden Zone, we'll bring you to Sister Han. It's a straightforward exchange where both sides benefit fairly."

His statement ended, and all eyes snapped to him.

Their stares held hope, blended with intricate, probing lights. They awaited Wu Tao's reply, keen to measure the authentic caliber of this enigma.

Unexpectedly.

Wu Tao just tossed back a casual agreement, his voice steady as ever.

"Okay, then take me to Sister Han."

His response landed, and the group's countenances soured visibly.

The head figure straightened up, fixing a piercing stare on Wu Tao. His manner shifted to firm insistence, clinging to their firmest limit.

"Mr. Wu, you might not have caught that fully. This is a deal. We'll honor our end solely after you've genuinely handled the northern menace. No matter the duration, until it's done—even for one day—we won't escort you to her."

"Naturally, the pact holds forever."

At that, Wu Tao rose gradually.

"I get your point, but this won't drag on long."

"The threat you mentioned is already taken care of."

Hmm?

Taken care of?!

Eyes bulged across the room at his claim, faces etched with heavy doubt.

They recognized this arrival had fearsome powers, but the Northern Forbidden Zone was a nightmare beyond measure. How could it vanish so simply? Especially without taking his empty assurance at face value.

Plus, the fellow sat there unmoved!

Wasn't he just flexing his superior might to toy with them all?