Extreme Abyss, Black Palace.
A tall, slender figure walked in from outside the hall.
Wherever he went, people turned their heads to look.
"It's He Wu, he's out of seclusion!"
"Two and a half years, a full two and a half years, where did he get so much money?"
"It is said that he took on a mission in a place called Chaotic Ancient Domain and made a fortune."
"Now that the news has spread, the missions in the Chaotic Ancient Domain are almost all snapped up as soon as they appear."
"Don't even mention the Chaotic Ancient Domain, that place is no place for humans to stay."
The last time I took on a mission, I possessed the body of a guy surnamed Ye.
They claimed to be part of the Merchant Alliance, the dominant force in the Chaotic Ancient Domain, but before I could even enjoy my newfound power for a few days, the Ye family's stronghold was wiped out with a single blow.
How do you know it was killed by someone?
The man rolled his eyes and said with a displeased look, "I died from this knife, how could I not know?"
"Dude, if I'm not mistaken, what you saw was a black light, right?"
A voice suddenly came from the next table.
"Dude, how did you know?"
The first person to speak was startled.
The man sitting at the next table said with a bitter smile, "Because that's how I died too."
If I'm not mistaken, your client should be the Ye family of the Willow Leaf Chamber of Commerce.
As for me, I was reborn into the Immortal Crane Sect.
"Damn, it really is! Let's have a drink."
Being fellow sufferers in the same boat, the two surprisingly took out their wine glasses and started drinking.
He Wu naturally overheard their conversation.
He smiled!
These idiots, do they really think money is easy to make in the Chaotic Ancient Domain?
That godforsaken place, in every nook and cranny, there's a big shot like a Golden Immortal hiding there.
Besides the big shots in the open, there are also those cunning old foxes from my own hometown.
On the surface, he appears to be an ordinary miner, but in reality, he's a prehistoric behemoth.
But a fellow townsman is a fellow townsman; if you run into him while traveling, he'll really carry you to victory.
With this in mind, He Wu quickened his pace.
He was already eager to meet up with Li Fan.
Two and a half years have passed, and I am no longer the same person I was back then.
This time, surely I won't have to lie down from beginning to end!
What's more, I borrowed a great treasure from Brother Ping.
Although this has incurred astronomical debt, as long as this treasure is given to Brother Fan, he will surely be able to reach a higher level.
Once he breaks through to the Mother Spirit level, he can then freely and boldly exploit the beings of the Great Luo realm.
How terrifying it will be when the seven emotions and six desires are harvested.
He Wu chose an empty table and sat down, placing his hand on the mutton-fat jade bottle.
The client's memories before death flashed by in a whirlwind fashion.
He Wu quickly flipped through the pages, searching for any commissions that might be related to the Chaotic Ancient Domain.
In the memories of nearly a thousand clients, there was absolutely no information related to the Chaotic Ancient Domain.
etc!
Xiaoluanguyu?
Suddenly, He Wu discovered a deeply hidden fragment of memory.
Is it possible that the Chaotic Ancient Domain is too high a level for these people to access?
The Lesser Chaotic Ancient Domain is equivalent to a smaller world beneath the Chaotic Ancient Domain.
The strongest cultivator in the Great Yong Dynasty was only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Palace Realm, which is indeed consistent with the strength of the Lesser Chaotic Ancient Domain.
Another issue is that his status is not high enough; he is merely the thirty-third prince of the Great Yong Dynasty.
The secrets I know are certainly not many.
The passage from the Lesser Chaotic Ancient Domain to the Chaotic Ancient Domain must hold the ultimate secret.
This kind of information could only be in the hands of the strongest in the Lesser Chaotic Ancient Domain.
Using his identity, I will descend upon the Lesser Chaotic Ancient Domain, seize the throne of the Great Yong Emperor, and then storm into the Chaotic Ancient Domain. At that time, I will hand over the great treasure to Brother Fan and then fleece the Great Luo!
Let's do it!
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"You worthless wretch, utterly useless!"
Le Cheng, Xu Junyi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "If Yong Tai Le were a normal person, he would know to hide in the palace and not go out under these circumstances."
But that scoundrel insisted on going out to steal a kiss.
"Are the concubines in the Prince's mansion not pretty enough, or are the maids not enough for him to enjoy?"
It's no wonder Xu Junyi broke down; how could he not break down as well?
After leaving Tiandou City, we headed north.
The rebels they encountered all relied on those two to quell them.
He and Yan Yuhuan led the Watchers organization, which amassed a small fortune by scavenging scraps along the way and made a name for themselves in the south of Dayong.
What should you do once you have fame and armed forces?
Suppressing rebellions and defending the emperor is also a skill.
If they were to directly lead their troops to attack, they would be acting without a legitimate reason.
At that point, forget about making meritorious contributions; it would be good enough if people didn't mistake you for a rebel.
More importantly, the reason these people are now willing to unite is entirely because the rebels have been pressing them too hard.
Now that the rebels have been wiped out, they might just run away on their own while the fighting goes on.
After all, all Xu Junyi and Yan Yuhuan rely on now is the prestige that the Yan family has accumulated over the years.
If the situation at the front changes, or if the Yan family is wiped out.
At that point, this team will become nothing more than a complete rabble.
At this point, a formal title or status becomes very important.
Yong Tai Le, the thirty-third prince who was granted the title of Prince of Music and was relatively unknown in the Great Yong Dynasty, perfectly fits this requirement.
Before the rebellion, he was the most inconspicuous among all the princes.
He lacked support from his maternal family, and his wife was from a collateral branch of the family.
Judging from his title of "King of Music," one can understand his status in the heart of the one on the dragon throne.
He didn't even die during the rebellion.
It wasn't because he was so strong or how many loyal followers he had; it was simply because he was weak enough and easy enough to control.
Before Xu Junyi and his men arrived, the Prince of Yue was already under the control of the rebels.
Even when they attacked, the rebels did not even consider taking Yong Tai Le away.
There's no other reason than that this guy is utterly useless.
And the facts have proven this to be true.
A Purple Mansion martial artist literally killed himself by prostitution!
There was no assassination, no conspiracy.
That idiot died in the brothel.
What really broke Xu Junyi's defenses was that he died in a man's bed.
If it weren't for the fact that Yong Tai Le's father was the current emperor, Xu Junyi would have already cursed his ancestors eighteen times over.
If he were a human, I would eat...
"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to support Prince Yue's heir!"
Yan Yuhuan shook her head with a wry smile and added, "Pass the word down and cover up the news."
As for the Prince of Yue, let's keep his death a secret for now!
"That's the only way!"
Although he felt helpless, Xu Junyi had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
Finally, as if he had thought of something, he asked, "Should we ask those two to come back and keep watch? I'm afraid someone might take the opportunity to cause trouble."
Yan Yuhuan nodded and said, "I have already sent someone to invite them!"
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