Black Book

Chapter 372 Gonghuo
"What did you say?"

Without hearing clearly what the young man was saying to himself, Liu Ruyan looked at him nervously, fearing that the moody Duke Yu was still thinking of killing people to silence them.

But the feared thing did not happen. The handsome and evil young man in black just chuckled and pursed his lips, then shook his head meaningfully.

"Nothing, let's go."

Holding two curious babies in his arms, Zhu Haomiao walked forward and turned the corner. A shocking and magnificent scene suddenly came into view.

The boundless pure white sea of ​​clouds extends to the end of the sight, sometimes lingering like a veil, sometimes surging like waves, just like a flowing ink painting.

Looking down at the rolling and wriggling ocean, it seems as if standing above the sky, like a dream, giving people an illusion of being out of the world and in fairyland.

In a trance, Zhu Haomiao understood why those "immortals" in ancient times all lived in seclusion on the top of famous mountains and rivers.

Only such an environment can conform to people's imagination of "immortality".

"Wow!"

"Gee~"

The two cute creatures in his arms were still exclaiming in amazement, but Zhu Haomiao quickly came back to his senses from the magnificent scenery and observed his surroundings calmly.

The [Holy Temple] built on the top of [Tiandu Peak] is the headquarters of the Demon Cult, but due to the limited area of ​​the mountain top, the scale of this building complex is not large.

However, apart from its scale, the level of luxury and refinement here is even greater than that of the Dazhen Palace.

Wherever you look, you will see delicate reliefs in every corner.

There are dragons, phoenixes, celestial beings and fairies, auspicious clouds and waves...

The various auspicious reliefs and patterns are lifelike, the smallest of which is not even as big as a grain of rice and can only be seen clearly when you get close.

The entire [Mahatma Hall] complex is like an exquisite work of art, which makes Zhu Haomiao feel emotional.

It's a material cultural heritage... it's a pity to destroy it...

Zhu Haomiao took a leisurely stroll admiring the beautiful architecture. All the demon cult guards along the way were sent away by Liu Ruyan, and the few of them walked around in the [Hall of the Holy Hero] as if no one was around.

Soon, after passing through the backyard with carved beams and painted buildings, they arrived at the front yard of the Mahatma Hall and could hear noisy noises from a distance.

Hundreds of people were crowded in a small square on the top of the mountain.

They are all the leaders and trusted disciples of major underworld sects. Sitting on a high-backed chair at the head is a middle-aged man with a majestic and dignified aura.

Mixing into the crowd, Zhu Haomiao looked around with interest and asked Liu Ruyan who was standing beside him in a low voice.

"Is that your master? The Demon Cult leader Shangguan Yi?"

Looking at the majestic man sitting at the head, Liu Ruyan nodded bitterly.

"Yes."

If her master discovered her betrayal, there were ten thousand tortures in the sect that would make her live a life worse than death.

But the problem is, if she doesn't obey the young man in black, she will die on the spot!
As if he saw Liu Ruyan's worry, Zhu Haomiao smiled and waved his hands.

"I don't need you for the time being, please step back."

Eyes lighting up, Liu Ruyan couldn't believe that Li Lin would let her go so easily. She looked at the young man with surprise and suspicion, as if she wanted to see through what he was planning.

However, the black-clothed boy's deep and dark eyes were like an ancient well, and there was no clue at all. Liu Ruyan withdrew her gaze doubtfully and took two steps back tentatively. When she found that the boy did not stop her, she took two steps at a time and disappeared in a flash.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao didn't care about Liu Ruyan's departure at all. His attention was all focused on the quarreling crowd. He watched with interest a group of underworld giants spitting at each other like street vendors.

The crowd in the small square was clearly divided into different groups. The innermost group consisted of the leaders of each faction, and only they were qualified to bang on chairs and curse at each other.

Behind them were the elders and guests from various factions, and on the outermost edge were the core disciples who were brought out to see the world.

[Laziness] The extraordinary power enveloped his body like a veil. Zhu Haomiao mixed in with a group of young disciples, and his presence was greatly reduced. He was not noticeable at all. His dark eyes wandered around, counting every target.

Not long after, the young man in black smiled from the bottom of his heart and licked his lips subconsciously.

All the wise men have come, young and old, and it is worth my efforts to build a nest...

In the center of the crowd, not knowing that the target of discussion was right next to them, a group of people were "intimately" discussing how to kill Li Lin, the Duke of Yu.

"Why make it so complicated? Just kill him!"

"That's right! A sixteen-year-old boy, no matter how much he brags, is only a third-grade master. As long as we humble ourselves and attack together, can he withstand the siege of more than a dozen first-grade masters?!"

"Idiot! You have no idea how terrifying the Destiny Man is! He is a monster born out of destiny!"

"You're the fucking idiot. I think you were just scared by that little bastard."

"That's right, some people go backwards as they get older. If you're scared, just go home and suck my mother's milk!"

"Hu Yong! I have tolerated you for a long time!"

"Ding Haoyu, do you think I'm afraid of you? Come and practice with me if you're brave enough!"

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Looking coldly at this group of "heroes" with accumulated grievances and on the verge of a fight, Shangguan Yi, who was sitting at the head, lowered his eyes, and his pupils hidden in the shadows flashed an obscure light.

It had been anticipated that these unruly underworld giants would be difficult to unite, but Shangguan Yi never expected that they would start arguing as soon as they met.

It was originally thought that under the oppression of Duke Yu and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, these people would temporarily put aside their hatred and unite to face the outside world. However, the facts proved that these strong and vicious guys had no awareness of "putting the overall situation first" at all.

The knife is almost at their necks, yet they are still scheming against each other!

Seeing that these people were getting more and more angry, Shangguan Yi slammed the armrest of the chair hard.

slap~
It was like a gavel falling, the dull sound penetrated people's hearts, making their internal organs numb and their heads buzzing.

"I invited you all here to discuss how to deal with the court's threats, not to ask you to kill each other."

Shangguan Yi glanced around while whispering softly. A hint of coldness flashed in his calm eyes, which immediately extinguished the anger in everyone's hearts.

A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. As one of the few top-level masters in the martial arts world, when Shangguan Yi opened his mouth to speak, an invisible deterrent force enveloped the entire audience, like a mountain pressing down on everyone's heads.

The eyes of the people in the audience suddenly became clear. They glared at their enemy angrily, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yi restrained his momentum and relaxed his expression. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a whisper coming from the crowd.

"To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country! I think those who oppose the killing of Duke Yu are all undercover agents. They may have been secretly colluding with the court and want to sell us out in exchange for wealth and glory!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and there was a hint of wariness in their eyes as they looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)