This was the idea that Wang Kuan and Zhao Qian had thought of from the beginning.
Chen Luo has a special status. He is a formal disciple of the third generation sect master and the nephew of the black robe. Even if the inspectors find problems, they will never dare to take action directly. Because there are too many things involved, and there are also very sensitive people from the third generation sect master's faction. If they rashly attack Chen Luo, these people are likely to overreact and think that the higher-ups are going to attack them.
"Master Chen? The second generation that the man in black robe brought back?"
The people on the boat had obviously heard of Chen Luo's name. The Heart Demon Sect had very few formal disciples, and the sudden addition of one would naturally attract attention from many parties. These people had infiltrated the Heart Demon Sect for so long, it was impossible for them not to know about this.
"This person has a complicated identity, so he is just the right person to take the blame. If anything happens to him, it will definitely involve the Black Robe. Once the Black Robe is involved, things will become extremely complicated. In order to maintain stability, the leader of the Heart Demon Sect will definitely spend a lot of time investigating. This period of time is enough for us to leave the Heart Demon Sect."
Wang Kuan had a calm face, and the expression on his face was completely different from when he was in Chen Luo's training room.
"As long as you have a plan."
The figure on the boat put away the black paper after hearing this.
The merchant ship under my feet shook and began to move away from the shore.
Looking at the merchant ship going away, Wang Kuan withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards the door.
According to his estimation, he and Zhao Qian still have at least one day. One day is enough for the two of them to escape. As for where to go after escaping, they will consider it later. I believe that by that time, the Heart Demon Sect will also be in chaos, and the weak balance will be broken. Several factions will definitely tear each other apart. By that time, no one will remember these little people.
After walking for a while, Wang Kuan's aura changed.
The clothes on his body turned pure white, which was exactly what he usually wore in Wenxiang Pavilion, and the expression on his face also became humble.
"We must find a place to digest the 'Nascent Soul Dharma Seed' as soon as possible. Once we reach the Nascent Soul stage, we will have more places to go."
Wang Kuan was thinking about a way out as he walked.
After passing the main street, there is an alley next to it. At the end of the alley, there is a secluded courtyard. This courtyard is where he and Zhao Qian met.
Squeak...
Wang Kuan pushed open the door and was about to speak, but the expression on his face suddenly froze.
The yard was still the same as he remembered, and Zhao Qian was also there, but there was one more person in the yard. This person was sitting in the pavilion drinking, while Zhao Qian, with a face full of fear, was kneeling beside him, trembling constantly.
"You're back? I hope the transaction went well."
Chen Luo put down the wine gourd in his hand and greeted Wang Kuan who came in.
"Chen...Manager Chen."
Wang Kuan's face looked a little ugly.
He didn't know why Chen Luo appeared here. He had purchased this courtyard through several people. He never lived here on weekdays. Except for Zhao Qian, no one else knew that this courtyard was his.
"Why are you here?"
"Seeing that you are doing big business, I came over to take a look. As your immediate superior, I will take the blame for you if anything goes wrong." Chen Luo stretched out his finger, and Zhao Qian, who was kneeling in front of him, suddenly kowtowed.
That desperate posture was as if he wanted to knock his brains out.
Wang Kuan, who was standing at the door, was watching with his eyelids twitching.
Zhao Qian, kneeling on the ground, was like a puppet, his body movements conflicting with his will. This technique was very similar to the legendary "puppetry".
But, shouldn't the person in front of him be a Dharma cultivator? A Dharma cultivator who specializes in the Heart Demon Sutra?
"This is?"
There was a puzzled expression on Wang Kuan's face, as if he knew nothing.
He knew something was wrong.
There was only one way to survive, and that was to deceive the person in front of him. He was fully confident that he could fool a second-generation who had never seen the world. No matter what clues the other party had, he could get away with it.
"You're not going to tell me?"
Chen Luo raised his hand, and the tiny poisonous insect flipped in his hand.
Zhao Qian, who was kowtowing on the ground, also stopped.
His face was full of fear, he didn't know what method Chen Luo used. The other party had manipulated him since he entered the door. All the spiritual power in his body disappeared, and his body was like a puppet, completely out of control.
"I don't know what I have done wrong. I hope you can point it out. If there is anything that makes you dissatisfied, I will definitely correct it." Wang Kuan bowed with a calm expression.
Chen Luo stood up and walked in front of Wang Kuan.
Bang!
Wang Kuan, who was thinking about how to deceive the "second generation", suddenly changed his expression and found that he had lost control of his body. His legs fell to his knees involuntarily. What was even more strange was that his right hand took out the storage bag hidden on his body.
"stop……"
The expression on Wang Kuan's face finally changed.
He did so many things just for these two Nascent Soul seeds. Now he took them out by himself before they were even warm in his hands.
"Nascent Soul Seed? This thing is not cheap."
After opening the storage bag, Chen Luo took a glance and lost interest.
This thing is of no value to him, and he will just resell it if he gets it.
After accepting the things, he turned around and walked out of the yard. The soul-parasitic Gu that had previously attached itself to the 'black paper' was rapidly moving away from the Seventh City.
"Any accomplices?"
"Can I survive if I say it?" Wang Kuan's eyes were bloodshot.
When he really faced Chen Luo, he realized how ridiculous his previous calculations were. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy was a joke, just like him and Zhao Qian now, they were like two ants in front of Chen Luo, unable to even move.
They thought of all the possibilities, except for the "second generation".
"never mind."
Chen Luo lost interest and walked out of the yard.
Spiritual energy surged, and the soul-parasitic insect regained control of the two people's bodies.
In the courtyard, Zhao Qian and Wang Kuan stood up at the same time. With desperate eyes, they each activated their spiritual power and attacked each other in exchange for their own lives...
After flying out of the inner city, Chen Luo followed the soul-parasitic insect's sensing function and flew towards the river.
Soon they caught up with the merchant ship below.
"Master Chen?"
Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of the figure below. As soon as he saw Chen Luo appear, he knew that things had gone wrong.
Chen Luo, who was in mid-air, sensed the aura of black paper from this person.
It still has his mark on it.
Looking at the estuary where the merchant ship was about to pass, after a little thought, Chen Luo understood what these people were planning.
I couldn't help but feel murderous.
This group of people are ready to let him take the blame!
Although he is not afraid, it will definitely bring trouble to Black Robe afterwards, and people may even die. If Black Robe dies, how can he explain to his master Wuwei Zhenren in the future?
'Why are there always people seeking death?'
He raised his right hand, and purple thunder gathered in his palm. The aura of the Killing Seal flashed, and the originally hair-like thunder exploded instantly, turning into a thumb-thick thunder, which struck down at lightning speed. The Killing Seal that Chen Luo had transformed was a magical power that could bless all his methods.
The Yin Lei Curse of the Foundation Establishment Realm, with the blessing of the Killing Seal, reached the Nascent Soul level. The moment it was released, it stirred up the surrounding heaven and earth energy, turning into thunder all over the sky. The exploded power grid spread to the clouds like spider silk, and the dense Yin Lei forked and finally gathered into a point, hitting the figure on the boat directly.
"I'm not a loser like Wang Kuan."
The figure laughed loudly and raised his right hand. A vortex-like air flow appeared in the palm of his hand. He pointed his five fingers to the sky, and gathered them into a hemispherical air wave, heading towards the Yin thunder that Chen Luo had shot down.
boom!!
The two forces collided, and the figure's wild laughter stopped abruptly. The terrifying thunder penetrated his air shield and struck him fiercely. The deck where his feet stood appeared with a lot of cracks under the collision of this force.
Before he could react, the bow of the ship exploded, sending wood chips flying everywhere.
The figure fell into the water in a mess.
The huge waves caused by the collision took a long time to subside.
The figure emerged from the water on the other side, revealing his true appearance. He was a pale middle-aged man, thin, with his hands bent like eagle claws. On his arms, there was a triangular mark, with a word on each corner.
They are respectively "life", "death" and "underworld".
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul?!"
The pale-faced man stood on the water, and when he looked at Chen Luo again, he was already full of fear. He had thought that Chen Luo might be a Nascent Soul, but he didn't expect him to be so strong. This kind of strength is definitely not the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Only the middle stage of the Nascent Soul can give him such a strong sense of oppression.
"Wang Kuan, that idiot, didn't know anything and yet he plotted against this person. He is really stupid."
At this moment, he just wanted to skin Wang Kuan alive and pull out his tendons.
This is the "second generation" that he knows nothing about. The second generation of the Nascent Soul Realm? Even the black robes are not that strong!
"We have no intention of making an enemy of you."
After the pale-faced man calmed down, he said to Chen Luo.
He just came here to complete a mission and didn't want to fight with a person of the same level for no reason. The most important thing was that this person was not an ordinary person of the same level. If he fought, he would most likely die.
"You are not a true member of the Heart Demon Sect. There is no need for you to wade into this muddy water."
They all knew the time when Chen Luo came to the Heart Demon Sect. Five years was too short for a Nascent Soul cultivator. No one would work for a sect just for five years.
"I'll return the things to you and let this matter end here. What do you think?"
The black paper flew over.
Chen Luo reached out and took it. This piece of paper was exactly the black paper he had given to Zhao Qian before, with his mark on it.
bass!
Spiritual fire rose from his fingertips, and the black paper in his hand was burned to ashes in an instant. Seeing that Chen Luo didn't say anything, the pale-faced man began to slowly retreat, with his front facing Chen Luo to prevent him from attacking from behind.
"You want to end it by throwing a piece of paper? How can such a thing be so easy in this world?"
Chen Luo's voice suddenly sounded.
The pale-faced man's expression changed, and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate rapidly.
"The misunderstanding has been resolved. Why is Mr. Chen so aggressive?" Suddenly a voice was heard, the water surface rippled, and a streak of red was reflected from underwater.
Sparkling.
When the water surface trembled again, a woman in a red dress suddenly appeared.
There is no process, just like crossing space. (End of this chapter)
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