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The cover of the Supreme Yun Family was still very useful. After the Dark Horn Centurion showed the pass issued by the Yun Family, Chu Tian entered the Demon-Slaying City smoothly. He also took over a shop covering thousands of acres in the core business district of the Demon-Slaying City, less than a thousand miles away from the thin white divine light.

The empty shop was spotless, the walls were spotless, not even a stool was left, it was as clean as a dog bowl that had been licked by tens of thousands of vicious dogs.

"I like Yun's serious and competitive work style...really!"

Standing in the empty store lobby, Chu Tian put his hands on his hips and looked down at the floor that had been wiped so clean that it could be used as a mirror.

This shop belongs to the Yun family. It was originally a shop specializing in selling various high-powered disposable bombs. To the Yun family, it is just an insignificant part of their huge industry in the Chaos Realm.

Gongsun Langlang borrowed this shop from Xuan Shangjun. It was not known whether someone in the Yun family was deliberately making things difficult for Xuan Shangjun, or whether the shopkeeper of this shop was "too serious" and actually cleaned the shop so cleanly that he didn't even leave the most basic utensils for Chu Tian.

"You bastard!" The eyes of the Dark Horn Centurion suddenly turned horribly black. He turned around and was about to catch up with the shop owner who had just left and had just completed the handover procedures with Chu Tian, ​​to teach him a lesson.

"Enough!" Chu Tian stopped the Dark Horn Centurion's impulse. He said in a deep voice: "It's good this way. Everything will be clean and tidy. We can start from scratch. It will also be convenient for me to manage this store according to my own wishes."

With his hands behind his back, Chu Tian walked around the thousand-acre shop, thinking about the bounty he had just seen on the Demon Slayer Blood List. The Three-State Bandit? Was it the Three-State Bandit from Yizhou? Was it really them? The Dragon King? The Fox Old Man? The Tiger Father? Could it really be them? Was it really such a coincidence that I heard about them in this chaotic world?

If not, how could it be such a coincidence? The name is Zhen Sanzhou Bandits, and the three leaders are also a dragon, a fox, and a tiger?

Chu Tian couldn't help wanting to find out the relevant information, but he quickly thought of the intelligence he got from the Yun family about the Chaos Realm, and he quickly suppressed this impulse - the Chaos Realm was extremely vast, and its coverage area was almost as large as the total territories of tens of thousands of Lingjiao Heavenly Courts, and the internal terrain was extremely complex.

Trying to find a specific target here is a thousand times more difficult than finding a needle in the ocean.

"Power, financial resources, intelligence... Only when all the conditions are met can we be more confident of finding the person." Chu Tian walked around the store and finally returned to the lobby door of the store. He took a few steps back to the street, looked up at the door lintel that had become bare after the plaque was removed, and pointed casually at the Centurion of Mingjiao.

"Well, someone, go find a shop and order a large gold-plated plaque with a red background that is impressive enough, with the three words... 'Dayasu Temple' on it!" Chu Tian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled complacently.

Only Chu Tian’s relatives and friends knew the three words “Dayasu Temple”. In the huge Celestial Clan, besides Luo’er, only Zi Wanzhong, Qingyang and others who had investigated Chu Tian’s background knew about it.

As long as Chu Tian can make the name of "Dayasu Temple" resound throughout the chaotic world, he is not afraid that the group of old friends will come to him on their own initiative.

Chu Tian suddenly raised his head while laughing, and glared at the Dark Horn Centurion fiercely: "Well, who... is going to work? Is it difficult to order a large plaque? Do you still need me to teach you? Or do you think I'm easy to bully, and you want to be lazy and slack off, or do you want to bully your master like a slave?"

Chu Tian's left and right eyes suddenly changed color, the left eye turned golden and the right eye turned silver-white, the power of the moon and the sun was boiling in his body and ready to go. If the Dark Horn Centurion dared to say anything that made him dissatisfied, Chu Tian would not mind killing him and selecting a few well-behaved and obedient people from his Dark Horn warriors.

The Dark Horn Centurion looked at Chu Tian stupidly. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "My name is Jiao Lao, the Lao of branding iron... This, Lord Luo, this... The brothers of our Dark Horn clan are experts in killing, arson, burning, and looting. What about custom-made plaques... What are plaques?"

Jiao Lao looked at Chu Tian very carefully, fearing that Chu Tian would get angry. After all, their lives and deaths were in Chu Tian's hands.

A group of Dark Horn warriors also looked at Chu Tian carefully, holding their breath and forcing out stiff, ugly smiles with great difficulty.

Chu Tian stared blankly at this group of guys, who were over 36 feet tall on average and covered in knotty muscles. "What do you learn every day? Or, what did the great master of your Mingjiao clan teach you?"

"Murder and arson!" Jiao Lao smiled proudly.

"Burn, kill and loot!" The group of ruffians laughed brightly.

"Tear into pieces!" Jiao Lao laughed and bumped shoulders with a group of brothers.

"Pull out the tendons and skin them!" The group of ruffians laughed happily. They seemed to have thought of something fun and proud. They almost waved their arms and jumped up to cheer loudly.

Chu Tian's face darkened, and he murmured, "The Yun family is really serious about their work. They said they would give me a team of guards, and it's really just a group of guards. It's impossible to get these guys to do anything else!"

Shaking his head, Chu Tian sighed, waved to Jiao Lao, then turned and left.

Fortunately, this is the most central, largest and most comprehensive commercial area in Tumo City. With the help of a few fierce-looking Dark Horn warriors and the official documents issued by the Yun family, Chu Tian successfully purchased a batch of basic daily necessities and customized a batch of equipment that would be used in future business.

The chaotic sky realm is extremely chaotic. Every day, countless people make a fortune, every day, countless people lose their lives, every day, countless people get lucky, and every day, countless people are unlucky.

In the slave area of ​​the commercial district, Chu Tian happened to come across a batch of "high-quality" slaves being auctioned on the street. A high platform was built on the side of the road, and nearly eight thousand men, women, old and young stood on the platform with pale faces, trembling one by one, and several girls with bright eyes and white teeth kept sobbing.

Next to the platform, a wolf-headed man with his upper body naked and covered in scars howled hysterically, "Come here if you know what's good. Is there anyone who knows what's good? The 170,000-year-old talisman shop 'Spirit Leaf Shop' in the Ninth District is selling everything from the shopkeeper to the errand boy!"

"Hey, hey, is there anyone who knows what this is? This is a whole team of people from Lingye Store. If you buy it back, you can immediately open a big store with a full set of staff!" The wolf-headed man jumped and roared, but no one on the road looked at this side. Mobile users please visit m.Read for a better reading experience.