I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city

The numerous red lights flashing madly signified a major incident had occurred.

Uncle Quan, who was conversing with Zhang Yuanying and Jiang Yu, suddenly changed his expression upon hearing the commotion and exclaimed, "Not good! Something has gone wrong at the asylum!"

Jiang Yu asked in confusion, "What's the situation?"

"It's the highest-level danger alert for the asylum. It must be that someone has escaped from the 10th-level containment," Uncle Quan explained.

The 10th-level containment is the most heavily guarded area in the entire asylum, housing the world's most dangerous individuals.

If anyone escapes, it would cause enormous destruction.

Upon hearing Uncle Quan's words, Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, "10th-level containment? Doesn't that mean we have a chance to find that person now?"

"Absolutely not, young lady. The 10th-level containment is extremely dangerous right now. If something happens to you there, I wouldn't be able to face the mistress," Uncle Quan hastily dissuaded her. Jiang Yu, as the Emperor Emeritus's daughter, was the cherished gem of the entire White Lotus Society.

Even though the Emperor Emeritus was now imprisoned by Jiang Xuanhe, Jiang Yu still held significant weight in the eyes of the old ministers of the White Lotus Society.

"Young lady, let me give it a try instead. Even if I lose my life, it won't affect the mistress, but if we can save that person and have him help us rescue the Emperor Emeritus, we won't have to hide in the White Lotus Society like rats anymore," Zhang Yuanying said seriously.

"But it's too dangerous for you," Jiang Yu frowned.

Uncle Quan sighed, "She makes a good point, young lady. You should avoid taking risks. I won't agree with you going to the 10th-level containment."

"No way, if Yuanying can take the risk, why can't I..."

Bam!

Just as Jiang Yu was adamantly disagreeing, Zhang Yuanying, standing behind her, delivered a chop to her neck.

Jiang Yu instantly fell unconscious.

"Uncle Quan, I'm heading to the 10th-level containment to check on the situation now. Please take care of the young lady," Zhang Yuanying said.

Uncle Quan, being a very loyal servant of the Emperor Emeritus and even senior to Zhang Yuanying, was someone she could trust.

"Don't worry, be careful, child," Uncle Quan said worriedly.

He had been a guard at the asylum for years, fully aware that this trip might cost Zhang Yuanying her life.

But to have a hope of rescuing the Emperor Emeritus, she had no other choice but to take the risk.

Zhang Yuanying nodded and quickly turned to leave.

With the highest-level alert activated, the entire asylum buzzed like ants pouring out of a nest. Numerous members of the Red Lotus Team and Black Lotus Team, armed with guns, were rushing toward the 10th-level containment.

This chaos provided an excellent opportunity to sneak into the 10th-level containment.

Zhang Yuanying mingled among the crowd, stealthily following the masses to the area of the 10th-level containment.

By eavesdropping on the discussions of people milling about, Zhang Yuanying discovered, to her shock, that the person who had escaped from the 10th-level containment was none other than Wang Longhu, the one who had killed Jin Changxu with a punch!

"He actually escaped, how is that possible," Zhang Yuanying's beautiful eyes were filled with shock and delight.

What shocked her was that everyone was hunting Wang Longhu, so how could she contact him to discuss cooperation?

The delight was because Wang Longhu was so powerful. Before this, there had never been a record of an escapee from the 10th-level containment.

This meant that if they could recruit Wang Longhu as a powerful ally, their chances of rescuing the Emperor Emeritus were significantly high.

...

Cold Storage.

As the special door opened, a burst of cold air surged out.

Wang Longhu, however, appeared unaffected and boldly stepped inside.

The researchers stood outside the door, at a loss as to whether they should follow him inside or wait outside.

The door to the cold storage was specially designed; once closed, it turned into a cage that no one inside could escape without being opened from the outside.

The researchers watched as Wang Longhu disappeared behind the iron shelves lined with modified liquids, a complex mixture of hesitation swirling in their hearts.

Should they lock up Wang Longhu and wait for the Red Lotus Team and Black Lotus Team to arrive?

If they managed to recapture Wang Longhu and return him to the 10th-level containment, the merit would be enormous, potentially earning a promotion from the White Lotus Saint Emperor.

However, recalling Wang Longhu's immense destructive power, the researcher shivered with fear, instantly abandoning his daring thoughts.

It was too reckless and could easily lead to his demise.

Wang Longhu picked up bottles one by one, inspecting them closely.

He was not worried the researcher would dare to lock him inside; he had already assessed the door to the cold storage—it wasn't thick.

At most, it would take four or five punches to smash it down. If the researcher dared to act recklessly, Wang Longhu wouldn't hesitate to bash his head into his stomach.

Each bottle had a numeric code on the surface, presumably corresponding to the number of the modified liquid.

Remembering how he gained so many potential points from injecting the No.10 liquid, Wang Longhu felt a surge of excitement.

If he could consume all these modified liquids, the effects would be unimaginable!

"Come over here," Wang Longhu waved.

The researcher shivered in fear, thinking Wang Longhu had seen through his thoughts, and quickly walked over, terrified.

"Do these things have to be injected into the bloodstream to be effective, or can they be taken directly?" Wang Longhu asked with narrowed eyes, his tone threatening.

"They can be taken directly, but it's more harmful to the body and can't be absorbed completely, so we generally don't waste them like that," the researcher replied fearfully.

No choice, the impact Wang Longhu had on him was immense.

Satisfied with this answer, Wang Longhu immediately twisted off the cap of the bottle in his hand and drank it down.

Potential Points +0.52

Potential Points +0.09

Potential Points +1.56

Potential Points +0.88

…

As each bottle of modified liquid entered his stomach, Wang Longhu could see the balance of potential points on his panel increasing in real-time.

However, these modified liquids were not as notably effective as the No.10 liquid.

Even the No.9 liquid, the closest to the No.10 in potency, only provided a maximum of 2.02 potential points when Wang Longhu drank it.

Fortunately, the quantity was plentiful, and the accumulated gain was not much less than that from the No.10 liquid.

Inside the asylum, surveillance cameras were installed in every corner, and the cold storage was no exception.

After escaping from the 10th-level containment, all the security departments immediately initiated a search, pinpointing their target in the cold storage.

Too many members of the Black Lotus Team had died before, and the chief was aware that this matter could no longer be suppressed.

If they dared to conceal it and Wang Longhu managed to escape the asylum, Jiang Xuanhe would certainly be enraged upon finding out.

At that point, nobody would escape responsibility, and the chief's head might also be at risk.

Thus, at that moment, the chief decided to notify Jiang Xuanhe, so he could lead the White Lotus Society's experts personally to suppress Wang Longhu.

Saint Emperor Hall.

Jiang Xuanhe, who was practicing martial arts, opened his eyes as an old eunuch rushed in to report the situation.

He immediately stood up from the dragon bed in surprise.

"What? That person escaped from the 10th-level containment? Useless! All of you are useless, what are you doing?" Jiang Xuanhe broke out in a cold sweat.

In the 10th-level containment, there was someone even Jiang Xuanhe feared.

If that person were released, combined with the unpredictable factor of Wang Longhu, it would be truly disastrous.

Even Jiang Xuanhe, the White Lotus Saint Emperor, couldn't control the situation then.

The White Lotus Society would fall into chaos.

"Quick, notify Nan Guocan and have him take people to the 10th-level containment immediately." Jiang Xuanhe leapt off the dragon bed, his body light as a swallow as he dashed out.

In the blink of an eye, he was ten meters away, rushing in the direction of the containment area at full speed.

The old eunuch watched Jiang Xuanhe depart, his usually obsequious expression suddenly vanishing.

He let out a cold laugh, "Hmph, truly heaven-sent. This time, none of you can save the White Lotus Society, and the position of White Lotus Saint Emperor shall be filled by another."