What a lucky world!

Chapter 230 Who is Zhang Mazi?
Taiping County, Qingshanju.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was looking at the corpse of the black bear demon on the ground, with its paws chopped off and its gallbladder removed. He frowned as he listened to Zhuang Yongxian's story.

"So, the strength of this black bear demon far exceeded my expectations..."

Zhuang Yongxian nodded. "We just met, and after only three or five rounds, we all lost the power to resist."

"Then this monster used its evil magic to swallow me up..."

"Then, he was rescued by a man named Zhang Mazi?" the middle-aged man continued.

Zhuang Yongxian was startled, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"When we woke up, there was no one else at the scene."

"I think it must be that hero Zhang Mazi who saved us."

The middle-aged man nodded, a hint of a smile on his face. "There shouldn't be anyone else. It's a pity that Zhang Mazi is just a nickname, not his real name."

"Otherwise, I would like to thank him!"

Zhuang Yongxian's mind flashed with the image of the young man he had met at Chang Cui Mountain. He hesitated for a moment and then bowed.
"Boss!" Zhuang Yongxian bowed and said, "I have failed to perform my duties properly. Please punish me."

That middle-aged man was naturally the leader of the Hunting Gang, Wang Wenlu.

Wang Wenlu shook his head and patted Zhuang Yongxian on the shoulder. "This was my mistake. I put you in danger. Don't say such things. The best thing is that you are safe."

"Brothers who follow will receive a reward of 20 taels of silver each."

After saying that, Wang Wenlu took out three luck coins from his sleeve and handed them to Zhuang Yongxian.

Zhuang Yongxian quickly waved his hands: "Boss, there's no need to be like this..."

"It's not for you, it's for Rongrong." Wang Wenlu said softly, "You urged Rongrong to break through the Condensation Realm as soon as possible. Her cultivation of the main control combined attack technique is still a little weak."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yongxian stopped refusing and took the luck money with both hands, bowing again and saying, "Thank you, boss."

"We're brothers, why are you being polite?"

"Go down and rest first."

Zhuang Yongxian nodded and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked at the black bear demon's corpse on the ground. He said, "I'll have someone carry the body down..."

"Need not!"

Wang Wenlu looked at the corpse of the black bear demon with admiration: "It is rare to see a demon in the Gallbladder Condensation Realm."

"Let me admire it again."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yongxian said no more, bowed, and turned to leave.

Wang Wenlu stood with his hands behind his back until he saw Zhuang Yongxian out of his sight. The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a fierce look.

"Useless things!"

Wang Wenlu cursed inwardly.

He only has the dream of being an immortal once every few years. The opportunities in the dream are the kind of good luck that ordinary people will never encounter in their lifetime.

In his first immortal dream, he rescued a seriously injured old man. After the old man recovered, he accepted him as his disciple and embarked on the path of martial arts.

The second time he dreamt of becoming an immortal, he gambled on jade in a jade market and won a piece of jade worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

In his third immortal dream, he found a hundred-year-old snake spirit fruit under a cliff, which allowed him to break through to the Gathering Gallbladder Realm.

In his fourth immortal dream, he obtained half of the unique skills - Qianqiu Sword Technique.

In his fifth immortal dream, he obtained a spiritual weapon-level broadsword and seven spiritual weapon-level long arrows.

This time, it was his sixth dream of becoming an immortal!

Just think about it, if the opportunity is accompanied by a monster at the Judan level, then this opportunity is at least at the Judan level!
It’s just gone!
"Zhang Mazi!" Wang Wenlu murmured the name.

There is no doubt that the opportunity must have been snatched away by this Zhang Mazi!

Steal my opportunity?
who is he!
Wang Wenlu set his sights on the black bear demon's corpse.

Did you think you could find me by leaving a pseudonym? Wang Wenlu's lips curled up slightly.

The dream of the immortal not only gave him guidance on opportunities, but he also learned some divination skills through communicating with the immortal in the dream.

Bending down, Wang Wenlu pierced the scabbed wound on the corpse with his fingers and dipped them into the black bear's blood. The blood had already turned black and smelled bad, but Wang Wenlu didn't care at all.

After spreading the corpse's blood evenly on his palm, Wang Wenlu began to calculate.

But the more he calculated, the more serious his brows became.

How can it be?

He can't figure it out!

Every time he was halfway through calculating, it was as if he was disturbed by some mysterious force, making it impossible to continue.

This situation often happens to those noble people who are blessed with good fortune.

Speaking of higher up, the Emperor, the high-ranking official, is blessed by the imperial luck, and his fortune is incalculable.

Going down further, they have to be direct descendants of wealthy and aristocratic families, with the support of their ancestral families, and generally cannot be counted.

Or, above the Grandmaster level, one's extraordinary martial arts luck can also conceal one's own fate.

That pockmarked man is actually one of these three categories?

After thinking about it, he must be a child of a wealthy and aristocratic family.

Could it be that he has the same origin as that young master Dumu?

Wang Wenlu wanted to give up, but he was unwilling to do so.

This is the first time that an opportunity of the Judan realm level has appeared in Xianren Meng.

After a little thought, Wang Wenlu pulled out a dagger from his waist and cut his palm which was covered with the blood of the black bear demon's corpse, letting the blood flow out and mix with the blood of the corpse.

Then he sat down cross-legged and began to calculate again.

He wants to see who the other party is!
If there is any possibility, he will get that opportunity back!
It's not impossible. You know, the jade he used to start his business was bought from someone else.

With this in mind, Wang Wenlu continued to practice divination, and seemed to have fallen into a dream in a daze.

……

Wang Wenlu opened his eyes, but saw thick fog in front of him and could not see the road under his feet at all.

"What a heavy obscuration of divine secrets!" Wang Wenlu sighed, "I only took a glance..."

Wang Wenlu thought about it and took a step forward.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but suddenly he felt that the fog seemed to be thinner.

"found it!"

Wang Wenlu suddenly rushed forward and opened his eyes, but the next moment, a strong light blinded Wang Wenlu's eyes. Wang Wenlu screamed "Ah" and fell from the fog!

……

In the middle of Qingshanju, Wang Wenlu opened his eyes, only to feel them burning, and tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

He gasped in panic and felt his mouth was dry.

……

At the same time, in the green mountains somewhere, an old man sat high on the edge of a cliff, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and the fishing line at the other end of the fishing rod went deep into the endless abyss below the cliff.

Suddenly, the old man's white beard moved.

"Old man, what's wrong?" A hoarse old woman's voice suddenly came from the old man's body.

"Nothing." The old man said calmly, "Here, you've taken the bait!"

As he spoke, the old man suddenly raised the fishing rod, and in an instant a dragon's roar resounded through the world!

At the other end of the hook, a thousand-foot-long dragon was fished out of the abyss!
(End of this chapter)