Chapter 812 The Holy Infant of the Coiled Dragon 11



Jiang Fu took a deep breath to calm himself down and said calmly, "Do as you please. However, since you did not keep your promise this time, you don't need to worry about the reward."

Gu Peng sneered, "That's not fair. I followed you all the way here, and one of my brothers even died. We only said we were here to dig for treasure, not that anyone would die. We risked our lives here, and you just say you won't pay us? That's not how you do things."

Jiang Fu sneered, "Once you enter the ancient city, the money will naturally be yours. Even if you get it now, do you think you'll live to take it back?"

"Whether I can take it back or not is my own ability. I'll pay half the fee, and from now on we'll go our separate ways. Whether I live or die is none of your business."

Gu Peng spat, his eyes already fierce.

Ming Xiao pulled Jiang Fu aside and shook his head: "Forced melons are never sweet. Keeping him here is not only useless, but also causes trouble."

Jiang Fu snorted and said nothing more. He took out 20,000 yuan from his backpack and handed it to Gu Peng.

Gu Peng took the money and grinned. "Thanks!"

Jiang Fu turned his head away and didn't look at him again. He couldn't find Shen Lanshang, and he felt inexplicably panicked. He didn't have time to argue with a commoner like Gu Peng.

He hissed, "Let's go! Keep your eyes peeled this time!"

He took the lead and walked ahead. This time, the group carefully avoided the collapsed walls in the ancient city and quickly passed through the long street, arriving at the center of the ancient city. There was nothing there, just a vast expanse of sand. On one side of the sand was a mountain, and on the other side were several dilapidated streets, much like the streets they had just come from.

Gu Peng looked around and figured he'd reached the end of the road. The ancient city was buried underground. A greasy smile crept onto his face.

"Alright, brothers, let's go. We'll part ways here. I wish you all the best." He darted into another street in a flash.

“Brother Jiang, should we…” Zhao Qixing made a snapping gesture.

Jiang Fu's eyes flashed with a cold light; he desperately wanted to kill Gu Peng immediately.

He had worked with Gu Peng a few times. Gu Peng was quite skilled, but he had made his fortune smoothly in the past, so no one had realized that he was a coward.

However, killing someone now will ruin his reputation, and probably no one will be willing to join him in tomb raiding in the future.

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Ignore him, let's find the ancient city."

"How do we find it now?"

Jiang Fu looked around and said, "The Ghost Mother Divine Kingdom has mountains, water, dense forests, and deserts. The mountains refer to the Zanbula Snow Mountain, the desert is the Tankar Desert, and the water is the Moon Reflection Lake. We have never seen a lake outside. This place is so wide, it is very likely the Moon Reflection Lake."

Someone clicked their tongue in disbelief, "It's called a lake, but this place is far too small."

“I know that. Lakes in the desert aren’t necessarily large in area; it’s mainly about the amount of water. I’ve seen a place called Lianshui Lake before, which is actually just a small puddle, but it has a very abundant amount of water. It’s called a lake here too. Besides, thousands of years have passed, and the landscape here has changed a lot.” Another person explained casually.

The group split up to find the entrance to the ancient city. Near the foot of Mount Zambra, where the sand had buried the area, eight dragon-shaped pillars were revealed.

These pillars are carved from stone and are not too badly eroded by the wind. From a distance, they are obscured by something and look like dilapidated city walls. Only when you get closer can you see that they are exquisitely carved divine pillars.

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