Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 278: The Nameless Technique (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: The Nameless Technique (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Julie lifted her glass and sipped the rainbow-colored cocktail to her red lips.

Her eyes glazed over for a moment, her charm seeming to become even more captivating.

After a long while, she slowly sighed, "Li Wei, you truly are a genius bartender. Not only have you quickly reproduced ’Pawn’s Desire,’ but you have also enhanced its flavor beyond my expectations..."

"I made some modifications to the ingredients according to my own style..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and recited a formula, "This should be the original recipe, right?"

Angel and Alice could no longer contain themselves and exclaimed in unison, "Please make us ’Pawn’s Desire’ too—um, both versions!"

"Of course."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and mixed up four more rainbow cocktails.

Angel took a sip without delay and was immediately conquered by its distinct layers and rich taste, "This is so delicious, I’ll stick to this one from now on."

Although Alice was also deeply moved, she compared both versions of ’Pawn’s Desire,’ eventually choosing the new version by Zhong Shenxiu, "I think... although the old version is not bad, the new version transitions flavors more smoothly..."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zhong Shenxiu wiped his hands with a towel, smiling at Julie, "So... where’s my surprise?"

"Oh!"

The surrounding people suddenly began to tease.

Julie’s face turned red for a moment, "I... I didn’t expect you to reproduce it so quickly. Next time, next time."

"Tsk..."

Disappointed at the lack of excitement, the crowd dispersed.

"I am looking forward to it..."

Zhong Shenxiu’s face showed no concern, yet he felt the premonition of a prey about to be ensnared.

...

Julie walked out of the bar.

On the dark street, heavy footsteps seemed to follow her.

The figure behind her moved in sync, clearly a would-be criminal who didn’t dare to cause trouble in Whisperer Bar and thus chose to follow her.

Alcohol, darkness, beauty... these were the breeding grounds for crime.

At that moment, Julie could almost hear the stalker’s heavy breathing and smell the disgusting stench.

"Another ignorant and insignificant insect..."

She sighed and suddenly turned around.

This was a dark alley without streetlights, silent and dim.

A drunk holding a bottle emerged before her, his eyes bloodshot, gazing at her beautiful face, filled with intoxication.

"I... I have money!"

The drunk fumbled out some bills, "Name your price... don’t force me, don’t force me..."

Julie, as if seeing a repulsive maggot, furrowed her eyebrows and began chanting several complex and cumbersome incantations.

Within the darkness, several writhing tentacles seemed to appear.

They slithered quietly, binding the man.

"The Nameless Technique... Although it’s nameless, I still gave it a name—’Darkness Bind!’"

Julie took two elegant steps forward, approaching the man’s face, extending her hand to caress his cheek, "I gave you a chance. Why still embrace the darkness?"

The man’s drunkenness had vanished without a trace, terror filling his eyes as he trembled and stammered pleas for mercy, over and over, "Forgive me... forgive me..."

"I won’t forgive a man who tries to harm me..."

Julie’s expression grew cold, and an enigmatic incantation bloomed on her palm.

"The Blood and Flesh Dissolving Technique... Although the existence I believe in regards it merely as a prelude to a ritual, a method for processing sacrificial offerings, I find it quite effective for attacking and disposing of bodies..."

Beneath Julie’s palm, the man’s skin rapidly decayed, exposing the muscles and bones underneath...

Everything was rotting away, and pieces of clothing dropped into a sickening pool of slime.

The cleaning staff who would sweep the streets tomorrow would surely complain about someone leaving such a disgusting mess on the ground, not knowing it once signified a living person.

Having dealt with this trivial matter, Julie returned to the front of a bookstore.

The somewhat weathered sign read ’Traceless Bookstore,’ and beside it was a small blackboard listing new arrivals and bestsellers.

Julie took out a key, opened the bookstore’s door, walked up to the second floor, and lit the gas lamp.

The orange light reflected on the wall, casting two dark shadows.

"Julie, you’re back late."

A deep, hoarse voice complained.

"Even if I practice the Nameless Technique, I still need diversions, rest, entertainment... It’s quite important for maintaining our humanity and sanity."

Julie replied nonchalantly, "And... there was an unexpected gain at the bar tonight."

"An unexpected gain?"

Another shadow questioned.

"Yes, today I discovered a talented bartender. You know, with only a few trials, he restored ’Pawn’s Desire!’"

Julie’s eyes gleamed faintly, "At the next gathering, I think I’ll recommend him to become one of us."

"We must assess him first, as you know, the Special Affairs Bureau is always watching us..." The shadow sighed, "But ’Pawn’s Desire’? It took the ’Doctor’ a full half-month to complete it, right? Although it’s just an ordinary cocktail, it indicates the skill of the bartender..."

"That’s right. Since the ’Doctor’ died, we’ve been lacking him, which is quite inconvenient... but we’ve not found a reliable replacement."

Julie smiled, "I’m thinking now, why not cultivate one ourselves?"

"An interesting idea, at least to make sure he’s not a mole from the Special Affairs Bureau, and new recruits are easier to control..."

The shadow chuckled, "I’ll give you my vote when the time comes."

"Rest assured, I am confident in his talents; it’s only a matter of time before he becomes one of us. You don’t realize... he’s already showing signs of spirituality overflowing..."

Julie could hardly wait to say, "And... I will only give him one chance. Whether he can get in or not is entirely up to him... Hehe, he’s also the owner of an underground bar, financially very strong, and can bring considerable support to our gatherings."

"After all, practicing the Nameless Technique requires a lot of money."

Mentioning this subject, both fell silent.

Even as individuals of the mystical world, they did not live on air—food, clothing, lodging, and materials required for various experiments and rituals all demanded a great deal of money!

Even extraordinary beings who remained poor and destitute were not unheard of, though they were not everywhere.

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