Strongest Among the Heavens
Chapter 207: Moon Club

Chapter 207: Moon Club

Xavier called over Handy, who guided him to the building where meetings of that nature occurred. It was an establishment set-up by the neutral Thunderstrike Brotherhood called the Moon Club. The location was among the many nameless and named Victorian-era terrace houses and if it wasn’t for Handy, Dasha couldn’t possibly have hoped to find this place. The stone exterior was well-kept and tall, narrow windows lined the upper floors, their panes cracked and opaque, offering no glimpse of the club held within.

"I’m surprised you don’t already have an invitation," Handy said, flicking a white envelope with a blue stamp to Dasha. "Here, keep this in your pocket. Don’t lose it or put it in your inventory. Be sure to give it back though!"

There was no one at the entrance. Handy had already left so it was up to Dasha to enter. He walked up the short fleet of stairs and knocked on the door. His Qi Sense perked up but otherwise didn’t react. He glanced down and saw a long shadow suddenly overwhelming his own and looming behind him. He felt a sensation in the letter he was holding and the door clicked open. He surmised this scanning technique was identical to what the Endless Bar and Dionysus used to let VIPs into the top poker floor.

Which made the visit all the more stranger...

The inside of the Moon Club was fancy and larger from the inside than out. There were two parallel staircases leading upstairs and empty tables. To his direct left was a billboard which he scanned and read in two brief seconds. Two men were already there, shadowy and whispering amongst each other.

Table 17: Chinese Monster Organs

He preferred to find human organs but monster organs were a fine enough substitute. What he sought was a deeper understanding of magic and its relation to the body. It wasn’t going to be easy and researching monsters on top of humans would make his research all the more fruitful.

The tables were numbered. All of them were empty. Not a single one was full. Dasha didn’t think much of it and found his desired table at the left side of the house in the living room on the first floor. Four tables awaited him, numbers twelve through sixteen, and all were empty. As soon as he took a seat, the world shifted. The once empty tables were suddenly full and the chair across from him was taken.

’What...? It feels like...’ Yes, this sensation was unforgettable. A wave of energy coming over him that changed his surroundings. ’It’s like I went through a gate at the Heavenly Tower.’

He noticed a huge, complex magic circle encompassing the circular wooden table, glowing. His eyes discreetly followed the magic circle as it was marked on the underside and even the floor. This entire place...was one big magic circle. The ceiling, the tables, everything was painted in eerie red symbols. He noticed a pattern every so often, an identical circle of lines at roughly every three feet, but he didn’t get the time to dissect it as the young man in front of him spoke.

"Finally, a customer. I’ve been sitting here for an hour," said the young man of Chinese descent. He was in his mid-twenties and held the cadence of a martial artist. No white hanfu or dragon symbol, however, opting for blue robes, a vest, and pants from the Qing era. This young man was a member of the Unorthodox Sect. He swiftly took the note on the table and slipped it into his hanfu. Luckily, Dasha caught sight of it: Chinese Monster Organs.

"What do you have for me?"

Looking at him properly, the Unorthodox dealer smiled. "Are you a fan of his?" Dasha didn’t reply. "I recognize that mask anywhere. It’s all everyone has been talking about as of late." He leaned forward, still smiling. "Unless...you’re the real deal."

No response.

The dealer returned to his seat, laughing. "Don’t worry, it’s not a big deal to me. As long as you have the money, I have no interest in what you do."

’Must be an Outer Disciple if he can’t sense the darkness in the mask.’ Dasha was able to more or less hide the dark energy with Tarnkappe. The cloak granted more than just simple invisibility, it hid his Qi signature to a very impressive degree.

"What are you interested in? The heart of a Chi? The liver of a Nian? During the last Heavenly Games, I acquired the brain of a child of Panhu. I have everything and anything." The Unorthodox dealer made a wide gesture, his smile big and eager. He seemed desperate.

’Ah, I see. The new members of Unorthodox Sect were wiped out, including a new player that was an Inner Disciple. For an Outer Disciple that’s been spending the years grinding and receiving no results, it’s the best chance to move up. He must be saving up to buy something. An elixir?’

This man could be useful. Very useful.

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