Chapter 304 - 155: Elder, Please Draw Your Sword!

Chapter 304: Chapter 155: Elder, Please Draw Your Sword!

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Miao Wen and Luo Tianhong stood on either side, treating him with the same respect and reverence.

Such deference was not unwarranted.

At the very top, hidden behind a curtain, was a man whose presence exerted

enormous pressure even while seated, looking down at them.

He did not speak, merely inspecting Luo Chen. UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

Suddenly!

He extended his index and middle fingers.

His fingers, resembling a sword, pointed at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen’s heart pounded wildly as he felt the piercing sensation of something

sharp pointing at him.

You can’t be serious, boss!

I’m just a small-time Qi Refinement Stage Rogue Cultivator, what do you want with me!

The next moment, Luo Chen was taken aback and his face turned pale.

“Cough,cough!”

Backing up a few steps, he felt something being extracted from his body.

A powerful voice reached his ears.

“Find that rat hiding in the dark, guided by this Soul Seed.”

“Go!”

“Following the Elder’s command!”

“Following the Elder’s command!”

Amid the howling wind, Luo Chen coughed incessantly.

Miao Wen frowned at him from the side.

“When were you injured?”

Luo Chen forced a smile: “Ten days ago, injured by a Talisman Treasure.” “Talisman Treasure?” Miao Wen scoffed, “I told you not to stir up trouble, you overestimated your abilities.”

Luo Chen didn’t retort. If he hadn’t acted, the Luo Tian Creed couldn’t have developed so smoothly.

Not only had they resolved the issues of milk sources and Wan Jade.

Two days ago, the Li Family had also reached a cooperation agreement with them to purchase a batch of Jade Marrow Pills each month.

The advance payment alone was a significant sum of five hundred Spirit Stones.

If the deal was successful, thousands of Spirit Stones would be credited every month, which would amount to considerable income in the long run.

Looking at Luo Tianhong fluttering in front of him with a green lamp on his head,

Luo Chen couldn’t help asking: “What exactly did Elder Pang extract from my body just now?”

“Trace it back to its origins, to find Mi Shuhua?”

“But he’s dead already, isn’t he?”

At Luo Chen’s question, Miao Wen exhibited unusual patience.

Even though his tone wasn’t the greatest, he at least answered Luo Chen’s questions.

But his answer gave Luo Chen quite a shock.

“Mi Shuhua wouldn’t have died that easily!”

“Even though five Foundation Establishment cultivators ganged up on him initially, all of them were in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and Wang Haichao, Nangong Jin and Li Yixian did not have any magic items.” “Aside from the Sky Moon Purple Gold Wheel, Mi Shuhua also possessed the defense magic item Lan Ke Black and White Chess Piece and the suppression magic item Monster-Locking Tower.”

“If he had fought to the death, at least half of those five individuals would have been gone and the rest would’ve been seriously injured.”

“But in the end, aside from Duan Qiankun and Li Yixian, who sustained minor injuries, everyone else was unscathed.”

“However, Mi Shuhua, he met his end within his own clans grounds.”

At this point, Miao Wen took a deep breath.

A wicked smile appeared on his face.

“That rat hiding in the dark, he couldn’t resist the temptation now could he!”

“Very soon!”

“We’ll catch him out in no time!”

Luo Chen was taken aback by the depth of Mi Shuhua’s strength.

Three magic items!

What kind of wealth is this?

Even some average Golden Core Cultivators wouldn’t be as affluent, would they!

Let’s not even discuss whether Mi Shuhua could use all three magic items at once, just the fact that he had them was enough to garner astonishment.

Under such circumstances, Mi Shuhua had actually died.

Mulling over the term “rat” used by both Pang Renxiong and Miao Wen, Luo Chen instantly realised something.

He had walked right into a dispute occurring within the Golden Core Stage!

As time passed, the sun rose, and the moon set.

By the time the day began to darken and the sunset’s afterglow spread over the immense Great River, the person in front, Luo Tianhong, stopped in his tracks.

His expression was solemn, as he held the Soul Gathering Lamp in his hand.

He lowered his head, and his sharp, clear eyes stared intently at the depths of the Great River.

This place was very far away from the Great River District, with the river width spanning several kilometers, almost indistinguishable from the ocean.

At the same time, a formidable and terrifying fluctuation of mana spread from the river.

There was clear hostility, targeted at Luo Tianhong.

In the face of this terrifying development, Luo Tianhong did not hesitate and shouted loudly.

“Elder, please draw your sword!”

In the next moment, a golden streak of light, like a falling star, boomed from the depths of the Great River District.

The sword qi was like a tide, its momentum overwhelming!