Super System Plundering the Heaven

Willow River Port was a coastal port of Mingzhou City.    

It was quite a distance away from the Mingzhou City area.    

In an abandoned factory near the port.    

A handsome young man with the appearance of a fox demon sat cross-legged on the ground.    

Although he was in a dilapidated and messy factory, it was still difficult to conceal his cold and arrogant appearance.    

He seemed to be a Japanese.    

This could be seen from his attire.    

The man was dressed in white and his sleeves were wide.    

There was a light green jade belt tied around his waist.    

On the top of the white shirt, there were cherry blossoms dancing in the air. From afar, it looked like blood was splashing!    

Behind the man in white, several Nippon ninjas dressed in black were quietly hiding in a dark corner.    

Their gazes did not leave the man in white for a moment, and their eyes were filled with reverence.    

After a while, the man in white's body trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.    

"Hu..."    

The white-clothed man exhaled a long breath of air as the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.    

"Worthy of being a Divine Skill that has been lost for a long time!"    

"This Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles is really mysterious and unusual!"    

"But what a pity..." Although the man in white said that it was a pity.    

However, his eyes were flickering with endless ridicule and greed.    

"It's a pity that the Hua Country has lost it! If we could obtain it earlier, my An Pei Family would definitely be able to restore the glory of our ancestors!"    

"It's not too late now!" A joyful voice sounded from a dark corner.    

Tian Yong walked out from the corner and said respectfully to the man in white, "Young Master Qing Ming, did you get the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?"    

An Pei Qing Ming stood up from the ground. His tone was filled with unconcealable joy.    

"That's right!"    

"Qing Yu has already digested that old man's soul and obtained the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles Technique!"    

"But..."    

An Pei Qing Ming pondered for a moment, and a regretful expression appeared on his face, "It's just that this needle technique was also learnt by him, and it isn't an orthodox inheritance!"    

"However, it is also sufficient to use it to unseal our ancestors!"    

After An Pei Qing Ming finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Tian Yong. "As the leader of the village, is the ship that leaves the Hua Country ready?"    

Tian Yong's expression turned serious when he heard this. He said respectfully, "It's ready long ago! Wait for Young Master Qing Ming to board the ship!"    

"Alright!"    

An expression of satisfaction appeared in An Pei's eyes. "Let's go! Return to Japan!"    

Raising his head to look into the distance, An Pei's eyes revealed a look of expectation.    

" I really look forward to seeing the heroic bearing of my ancestor! "    

Recovering his thoughts, An Peiqing's body flashed, and she had already arrived outside the factory.    

"Follow me!"    

Tian Yong shouted in a low voice.    

Under the lead of Tian Yong, the ninja from the village followed behind An Pei and Qing Ming.    

An Pei and Qing Ming walked out of the factory with their hands behind their backs. They looked up at the sky, the light in their eyes flickering.    

"Young Master Qing Ming, why did you stop?"    

Tian Yong, who was standing behind An Peiqing, asked.    

He held a ninja dart between his fingers with one hand and a longsword at his waist with the other.    

Although Tian Yong was asking An Peiqing about her, his eyes were still vigilantly looking around.    

"Stop looking, it's in the sky!"    

An Pei Qing Ming's lips revealed a trace of a smile, "I didn't think that I would be lucky enough to meet someone who is proficient in Dao techniques in Hua Country!"    

"In the sky?!"    

Tian Yong was shocked in his heart. He looked up at the sky, and his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light.    

"There!"    

Above their heads, a paper crane made of white paper was dancing, circling around them.    

Clang!    

A blade light flashed through the air.    

Tian Yong slowly sheathed the long blade in his hand.    

An Peiqing stretched out one hand and caught the paper crane that had been cut into two by the blade light.    

An Pei Qing Ming's expression changed slightly as he looked at the paper crane in his hand.    

"This is white paper, not talisman paper!"    

An Pei Qing Ming was shocked in his heart. This kind of method... could it be that the Dao Gate's Elder had made a move?!