Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"Traitor! You beast! How dare you laugh!"

Zhao Jie's pale face suddenly flushed, and his voice even became more confident as he roared and cursed!

"father!"

Upon hearing the commotion, Zhao Feipeng and the others immediately wanted to come in and check the situation.

"No one is allowed to enter! Everyone, stay at least one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) away from here!"

Zhao Jie glanced outside, his eyes filled with sorrow and resentment. He never imagined that he would die so soon.

He had clearly made arrangements. Just a few days ago, he had reached a cooperation agreement with Wang Sheng and secretly formed an alliance with He Wei, He Xiangjun, and others. He had even privately arranged a way out in case things went wrong!

But now, all his previous plans will vanish with his demise!

Zhao Feipeng and the others dared not disobey Zhao Jie's words, so they could only stay far away from the main house.

Wang Sheng stopped laughing and his expression became serious. He could tell that Zhao Jie had reached the point of a final burst of energy before death.

This time, addressing each other as master and apprentice was both to fulfill the previous master-apprentice relationship and because Wang Sheng had other plans.

call……

Zhao Jie suddenly sat up and let out a long breath.

The Grand Martial Master's power, at the last moment, did everything in his power to save his body and restore his spirit.

His powerful physique could sustain Zhao Jie's brief period of renewed vigor for a long time.

Even if he were to fight someone now, he could still put up a few moves.

"I can give you the technique to neutralize internal energy in the Great Stone-Smashing Hand! But you must swear to protect my son and ensure the continuation of the Zhao family bloodline!"

Zhao Jie's eyes were bright and piercing, and his calm and solemn expression carried an air of authority as he spoke in a deep voice.

Wang Sheng didn't say anything, but instead raised his hand.

Wow!

An invisible, sticky needle-like force extended out, dancing on his fingertips like a gossamer thread, stirring the air.

"What! You actually!"

Zhao Jie felt the familiar energy fluctuations in the air, and his expression changed drastically.

How is that possible!

He never imagined that Wang Sheng had already mastered the technique of sticking needles.

Where did Wang Sheng learn that?

This huge mistake made Zhao Jie's face turn pale again.

His initial confidence in the first transaction was thus rendered useless!

"When?! When exactly?!"

Zhao Jie muttered to himself, his eyes glazed over.

He couldn't understand it; the method of neutralizing internal energy was always with him, and Wang Sheng could never have stolen it from him. He was very confident of this.

As for Cui Sheng, he hadn't even learned it himself, so how could he possibly pass on the method to Wang Sheng!

Where did this rebellious disciple learn the art of neutralizing internal energy?

"That's not important."

"The key question is, Master, what else do you have in exchange for my protection of the Martial Academy?"

Wang Sheng said indifferently.

"No, this is very important!"

Zhao Jie suddenly realized something, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth.

"Could it be that you are his disciple?!"

Zhao Jie stared intently at Wang Sheng.

Only that person still possesses the technique of neutralizing internal force in the Great Stele-Smashing Hand.

"Who?"

Wang Sheng remained calm, making it impossible for Zhao Jie to discern his true intentions.

"hehe!"

Zhao Jie remained silent for a long time, then let out a cold laugh with an ugly expression.

"Who else!"

"Of course, it's my master, the previous generation successor of the Great Stele-Smashing Hand, Yuan Wang!"

"Only he could teach the Great Stele-Smashing Technique."

"I see."

"No wonder your cultivation progressed so quickly. It seems that old bastard Yuan Wang has taken you as a disciple. You've become my junior brother!"

"With your inferior physique, your rapid advancement in body refinement must be due to Yuan Wang using items from the tomb. That must be it!"

"That damned old beast! I poured my life savings into supporting him and his cultivation. And he used the treasures he retrieved from the tomb on you! Why! Why!"

"If I had used the treasures from the tomb, I would have already advanced to the Harmony Realm. How could I have fallen to this state!"

Why?!

The more Zhao Jie thought about it, the more convinced he became that he was right; everything made sense and the connections between them were perfectly logical.

Everything is explained now!

Zhao Jie was enraged and went berserk, roaring and howling wildly, his eyes filled with resentment and jealousy as he looked at Wang Sheng.

His face was contorted with rage; if he weren't forced to do it, he would have killed Wang Sheng.

"You're mistaken!"

Wang Sheng said calmly.

"No, that's right!"

"You must be his disciple. My junior brother!"

"That old bastard, only he could have raised a little beast like you!"

"It must be, there's no mistake!"

After making that decision, Zhao Jie already regarded Wang Sheng as Yuan Wang's disciple.

No matter how Wang Sheng explained, he wouldn't listen.

"That's enough!"

Wang Sheng's impatient shout interrupted Zhao Jie's madness.

"Master, have you had enough?"

"Now, whoever I am, I am Wang Sheng."

"What do you want in exchange for me?"

Wang Sheng said coldly.

He believed that Zhao Jie had been entrenched in Ershui City for many years and must have hoarded a lot of good things.

"It's gone!"

"They're all gone!"

After Zhao Jie was jolted awake by Wang Sheng's loud shout, his expression suddenly turned dejected and lonely.

He stared blankly ahead, his eyes glazed over, and muttered to himself about a past event.

"My master, Yuan Wang, accidentally discovered a great tomb containing unparalleled treasures, but it was also dangerous; even if they went in together, there would be a life-or-death crisis."

"At that time, the imperial court monopolized the He Jin method. Without permission or the bestowal of the method, it was impossible for a Grandmaster of Hua Jin to break through. Therefore, Yuan Wang, unwilling to accept this, cleverly used the tomb to kill a Grandmaster of He Jin from the imperial court."

"Therefore, he had to fake his death to escape. From the outside, it appeared that Yuan Wang and the imperial court's He Jin Grandmaster had both perished."

"However, I was still investigated, imprisoned, and tortured by the imperial court. If it weren't for my good fortune and the help of He Xiangjun's elders, I might have died in prison."

"Later, after escaping death, with Yuan Wang's secret help, I advanced to the rank of Grandmaster of Transformation and founded the Zhao Family Martial Academy."

"At the time, I thought Yuan Wang had also been wronged by the court. Out of gratitude, I agreed to give him half of the martial arts academy's earnings over the years to help him improve his cultivation."

"Yuan Wang then stayed by the tomb, feigning death and living in seclusion. I provided him with cultivation resources."

"In the blink of an eye, decades have passed. During this time, I have long since figured out what happened. But Yuan promised me that he would help me reach the Hejin realm, so I have continued to support him."

"Now it seems that Yuan Wang never intended to help me achieve He Jin."

"Hahaha, if I were to achieve great success, who would still hand over half of their annual income to him? He has suffocated me and ruined my life!"

Zhao Jie went on and on, talking about Yuan Wang again.

Wang Sheng roughly understood.

Wang Sheng looked around and realized that it was no wonder that although the Zhao Family Martial Academy was a powerful force at the Transformation Realm, its buildings were far less impressive than those of other forces.

He still thought Zhao Jie was a miser.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jie really didn't have much left.

"Want to know the location of that large tomb?"

Zhao Jie suddenly asked.