907: Chapter 896: The Nine Souls Jade is Within Reach!
907: Chapter 896: The Nine Souls Jade is Within Reach!
Konstantin is dead, killed by Ning Fan’s sword.
The brilliance of that strike left everyone entranced, unable to recover their sense for a long time.
Until Ning Fan, pale-faced, pulled out the Black Sword and said to Tulip, “Let’s go back.”
Hearing Ning Fan’s voice, Tulip snapped back to reality.
She subconsciously glanced at Konstantin’s lifeless body, his eyes wide open in death, and asked hesitantly, “Go back where?”
“Go back where?
Naturally, back to Zhonghai.
Where else can we go?
Let’s move.”
Ning Fan noticed Tulip’s current dazed state and couldn’t help but smirk faintly.
He put on an air of complete indifference, as though he hadn’t just killed someone — and not just anyone, at that.
“Fei Peilie, relay to Teng Yun Geshang that he must ensure the Nine Souls Jade reaches me.
He probably wouldn’t dare default on the deal, would he?”
Almost forgot — the matter of the reward.
Having helped Teng Yun Geshang solve the problem of Konstantin, the reward couldn’t be overlooked.
The seventh Nine Souls Jade—Ning Fan was now eagerly anticipating Teng Yun Geshang delivering this treasure to him.
Fei Peilie stared blankly at Ning Fan’s departing figure, forgetting even to respond.
After Ning Fan and Tulip left, everyone’s gaze fell upon Konstantin’s corpse.
A generation’s hegemon perished here, on his own turf.
Truly, an event steeped in irony.
Fei Peilie and Broken Blade exchanged glances and saw the fear of Ning Fan reflected in each other’s eyes.
“Ning Fan, Phantom Asura — his actual strength isn’t the same as the intel said…”
When Ning Fan was fighting Konstantin earlier, Broken Blade hadn’t fully grasped the situation.
But when Konstantin turned his fury on him, he finally understood the caliber of foe Ning Fan had faced.
If it had been him against Konstantin in that state, survival would have been impossible, let alone defeating him.
But this was something Ning Fan accomplished.
He succeeded in killing Konstantin.
That final strike—each time Broken Blade recalled it, a chill swept through his heart.
That seemingly unavoidable sword strike etched into the memories of everyone present Ning Fan’s overwhelming power.
“Lord Konstantin is dead.
Spread the word: the identity of the killer is unknown, their whereabouts uncertain.
All Umbrella members Intermediate Level and above are to enter emergency status!
Fei Peilie, report this incident to Lord Teng Yun Geshang!”
Broken Blade walked over to Konstantin’s corpse and spoke accordingly.
Konstantin ultimately didn’t die by the hand of his own Umbrella associates, but rather by Ning Fan’s hand.
From now on, all enmity would be redirected outward, allowing Teng Yun Geshang to seize this opportunity to seamlessly take over Konstantin’s position.
News of this spread rapidly across the globe.
Many old, established forces were astounded: Konstantin assassinated, the killer’s identity unknown, and even Umbrella hadn’t captured them before they escaped.
This incident stirred uproar from various corners of the world.
Even the Night Five squad, who had been executing missions in the Middle East, immediately returned to Umbrella headquarters, halting all other assignments.
Everyone could feel the storm brewing—Konstantin’s death meant that turmoil within Umbrella was inevitable.
Two days later, Teng Yun Geshang returned from Zhonghai to the Bering Strait, arriving at Umbrella headquarters.
“Comrades, today is both a day of disgrace and a day of sorrow for Umbrella…”
Following an impassioned speech, all of Umbrella’s members erupted in rage, shouting for vengeance against the unknown assassin.
Their frenzied cries filled Teng Yun Geshang with satisfaction.
On this day, Teng Yun Geshang successfully ascended as Umbrella’s leader—a position destined by popular demand and divine will.
From this day forth, Umbrella had but one leader: Teng Yun Geshang.
As for Konstantin — he was nothing more than a relic of the past.
The traces of his existence within Umbrella would be erased entirely!
“Hahahaha, Konstantin, in the end, you still lost.
Umbrella belongs to me, Teng Yun Geshang, always has and always will.
Even if it was temporarily yours, I’ve managed to reclaim what was mine.
Do you dare refuse me!”
Sitting alone in the room, Teng Yun Geshang could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.
Having finally realized his decades-long ambition, he reclaimed what had been borrowed by Konstantin for a time — the leadership position.
In the end, it returns to him.
This room had originally belonged to Konstantin.
To be precise, it was the exclusive office for every leader of Umbrella throughout history.
Hanging on its walls were portraits of each of Umbrella’s previous leaders.
The previous portrait belonged to Konstantin.
But today, Teng Yun Geshang’s portrait was finally added to the collection.
Beaming at his own image displayed on the wall, Teng Yun Geshang’s grin was radiant.
This moment marked the peak of his life!
“Konstantin, oh Konstantin, we were friends for half our lives and rivals for the other half.
Yet in the end, you still lost to me.
In the Netherworld, you must feel bitter and unwilling.
But rest assured, Umbrella—I’ll lead it to regain its peak glory!”
Turning his gaze, Teng Yun Geshang fixed his eyes on Konstantin’s portrait, his expression deeply conflicted.
Now that Konstantin was gone, Teng Yun Geshang felt incapable of holding on to hatred toward him.
Instead, there was an overtone of regret.
Perhaps if certain events hadn’t happened, their relationship wouldn’t have come to this.
But who was truly to blame?
Teng Yun Geshang didn’t care to ponder such questions any longer.
Debating these matters held no meaning anymore.
With Konstantin’s death, many things had become irrelevant.
“Lord Teng Yun Geshang!”
At that moment, Fei Peilie and Broken Blade entered.
Both men were all smiles.
Fei Peilie, now Teng Yun Geshang’s steward, naturally saw his status rise exponentially due to Teng Yun Geshang’s ascension.
Broken Blade, having stepped out from under Konstantin’s shadow and gaining Teng Yun Geshang’s favor, now wielded great power and basked in newfound glory.
“Haha, today is a festive day.
What thoughts do you both have?”
Teng Yun Geshang laughed as he looked at the two, his gaze lingering on Broken Blade for quite a while.
Broken Blade had been Konstantin’s trusted aide.
To win him over, Teng Yun Geshang spared no effort.
But the hard work paid off, and now he sat in the chair that no longer belonged to Konstantin, but to him instead.
“Of course, congratulations are in order, Lord Teng Yun Geshang… Oh, there’s one more matter—the Nine Souls Jade.
When are we sending it to Ning Fan as promised?”