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Chapter 232: Evil Guest Visits, Nine Nether Mansion ‘s Grand Priest!

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In the mountain range in the middle of the Furious Flood Dragon Island, the upper echelons of the sect were gathered in the Furious Flood Dragon Hall halfway up the mountain.

Han Zhao leaned against the golden chair that symbolized the leaders identity and listened to the people below report work in boredom.

He would leave ordinary matters to Shui Jingfeng and the newly promoted Soaring Eagle Hall’s Hall Master, Chu Anping.

However, he still had to attend the routine meeting at the beginning of every month.

More than a month ago, he had made Shui Jingfeng go to the island with great fanfare. Now, the entire Yuan Chang County, and even the entire Cloud Prefecture, probably knew that the Furious Flood Dragon Gang had already submitted to the Spirit Guardian and was backed by the Qi family.

The condition Qi Xuanming brought was for the Spirit Guardian to help the Furious Flood Dragon Gang block the pressure of a Martial Saint.

The request was only that the Furious Flood Dragon Gang hand over 50% of the profits to the Spirit Guardian every year.

The Furious Flood Dragon Gang defeated the pirates of Jambu Island and occupied Fallen Phoenix Island) a large offshore island that the pirates had operated for decades.

Without the Qi family’s help, any faction with a Martial Saint expert could snatch the Fallen Phoenix Island.

Now, as long as they could protect the Fallen Phoenix Island as a stronghold) the Furious Flood Dragon Gang’s profits in the next few years would definitely multiply.

This meant that as long as the passenger ship in the middle and lower reaches of the Long Forest River paid the protection fee to the Furious Flood Dragon Gang, not only would they not be troubled by river bandits in the Long Forest River, but they would also be unimpeded in the coastal area.

In the future, most of the transportation on both sides of the Long Forest River and the sea transportation business would be in the hands of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang.

Although he had paid half of the profits, Han Zhao had actually obtained several times more.

When the members of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang heard this news, they almost could not believe it.

In their opinion, the Qi family had to take at least 80% or even 90% of the profits.

In the end, it was actually 50-50.

Han Zhao’s prestige also soared because of this.

Of course, Qi Xuanming also brought along Qi Yuntian’s additional condition, which was that he had to enter the top 100 of the Qilin Ranking before the Central Prefecture Trial opened.

As long as Han Zhao could obtain the top ten results in the final trial, the entire Spirit Guardian would be the true backer of Han Zhao and the Furious Flood Dragon Gang in the future. Moreover, they would not want a single cent of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang’s future profits.

As for the subsequent cooperation, everything would have to wait for Han

Zhao to meet his requirements.

Simply put, it was like a betting agreement.

From the looks of it, Han Zhao had earned it with blood.

He had given almost nothing, but he had obtained a huge backer who was filled with kindness.

Of course, this kindness came from his own value. Han Zhao knew this very well.

“Looks like Qi Xuanming’s arrival has caused some changes in the situation in the simulation.” Han Zhao pondered.

According to the previous simulation, he should have reached an agreement with Qi Xuanming first. Then, the demons of the Nine Nether Mansion would cause trouble. Then, the Sun Chasing Bow divine weapon would appear and the four Martial Saints would shatter the divine weapon.

As a result, the order had changed a little.

The divine weapon appeared first, and then the demons had yet to come.

“You’ve already given me an extra month. If you don’t come soon, you really won’t have a chance.”

Han Zhao thought to himself that his strength was a little stronger than last month.

Qi Xuanming left behind the first move of the God Slaying Three Styles, the Purgatory Style, and temporarily left the Furious Flood Dragon Gang.

In the past month, Han Zhao had done many things. He had refined various middle-grade medicinal pills repeatedly.

He had also succeeded in refining all the pills that the middle-grade and upper echelons had entrusted him to refine. Then, he gave them the middle-grade and low-grade pills according to a ratio of about 40% and kept the high-grade pills for himself.

Although it was said to be free alchemy, it was an alchemist’s custom to keep a portion of it.

Han Zhao had no choice but to deduct it. Otherwise, if his success rate in refining the Blood Qi Pill was exposed, he would probably attract trouble.

“Young Sect Master, we’ve chosen some new good seedlings and are preparing to bring them to the island to train for a few years before sending them to Fallen Phoenix Island. This is the list. Please take a look.”

After the various hall masters finished reporting, Chu Anping took out a name list and handed it over with both hands.

When everyone saw Chu Anpings humble appearance, there was no disdain at all. Instead, they were very envious.

This was because he had recently obtained a high-grade Blood Qi Pill that Young Sect Master had “luckily” refined and had broken through to the Greater Mastery stage of Force Tempering. Now, he could be considered one of the top ten figures in the Furious Flood Dragon Gang.

What was even more exaggerated was that Shui Jingfeng, who had been stuck at the Two Qi Perfection Realm for many years, had also broken through.

The first time was a coincidence. If both of them broke through, it was definitely not a coincidence.

Now, everyone wanted to build a good relationship with Young Sect Master and get an important position from him.

Seeing this, Si Zhu took the name list and handed it to Han Zhao.

Han Zhao opened the name list and flipped through it. It recorded the names of people, followed by information about their foundation and background.

Many of them were the descendants of martial artists in the sect. There were also some innocent commoners and some orphans that everyone had gathered from nearby.

After all, after the Furious Flood Dragon Gang’s sphere of influence expanded, the requirement for the number of martial artists increased greatly. A large amount of fresh blood had to be injected.

After taking care of it, Han closed the name list in his hand and smiled. “Hall

Master Chu, you did a good job.”

“Thank you, Young Sect Master.” Chu Anping looked happy.

“But…”

Han Zhao changed the topic.

Chu Anping’s expression tightened. He said respectfully, “Young Sect Master, please instruct me.”

“You don’t have to be nervous. I just feel that the weakest foundation in the roster is in the middle-lower grade We should give those people in the lowest grade some chances. Of course, foundation is important, but temperament and comprehension are equally important.” Han Zhao smiled. He felt like a leader who was looking for trouble.

However, he recalled that he had the lowest foundation back then.

Even with the help of the system, it was not easy to get to where he was today.

Fortunately, he met Lu Yi. After accepting his secret manual, he did not look down on him because he had a low-grade foundation. Instead, he took special care of him.

Otherwise, it would be a problem for him to eat at the beginning.

After his realm increased, comprehension was also very important.

A saber technique like the God Slaying Three Styles did not have any requirements for one’s foundation. It purely required a high comprehension and high temperament.

“This is my negligence,” Chu Anping said seriously.

“It’s fine. I’m just mentioning it in passing. In the future, if you encounter such a seedling with good temperament and comprehension, you can bring him to the island. I’ll test him myself,” Han Zhao said in a low voice.

“Yes!” Chu Anping took the name list from Si Zhu and returned to his seat.

After Chu Anping finished reporting, it was Shui Jingfeng’s turn.

“Young Sect Master, next is…”

He was holding the accounts in his hand. Because the Furious Flood Dragon Gang was attached to the Qi family, their income had increased greatly in the past month and they had completely recovered to their peak.

“Huh?” Han Zhao suddenly stood up. Shui Jingfeng looked at him in confusion.

Bang!

A loud bang suddenly came from the iron door of the Furious Flood Dragon Palace. A huge fist mark protruded from the iron door, and its shape was extremely clear.

Everyone in the field was shocked by this sudden loud bang.

“Who is it?!”

Immediately, a martial artist stepped forward.

Boom!!

“Ah—!” The entire iron gate collapsed with a bang. The violent airflow hit a Force Tempering Martial Master at the front. His body seemed to have been hit by a large truck driving at full speed, and he screamed as he flew more than ten meters away.

Han Zhao sat on the Sect Master’s throne. His right hand curled into a claw and grabbed from afar. He circulated the Cultivation Absorption Technique and sucked the martial artist who was sent flying over.

Immediately after, he struck out with his palm. The Three Essence Force struck that person’s back from afar, removing the huge force on his body and the airflow around him, causing his body to land steadily.

“Pfft!”

As soon as that person landed, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

His face was pale as he looked at Han Zhao with a dispirited expression. He cupped his hands and said, “Thank you, Young Sect Master!”

If not for Han Zhao’s force diversion, he would have died.

Han Zhao waved at him. The martial artist at the side came up and helped him to the side.

Everyone looked at the entrance of the Furious Flood Dragon Palace.

A thin middle-aged man with a pale face and a beard stood outside the door. He walked in expressionlessly with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were very strange. His dark irises were less than a third of a normal person’s, and the whites of his eyes were terrifying.

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly and glanced at Han Zhao, who was sitting upright. He said in a low voice, “You’re Han Zhao?”

“How dare you! Who are you?! How dare you barge into the Furious Flood Dragon Palace!”

Shui Jingfeng’s Internal Force and true qi surged around him, bringing with it a strong wind that made his loose clothes flap. He suddenly took a step forward and was about to fly forward.

“Hmph!” The middle-aged man glanced at Shui Jingfeng and snorted coldly. His eyes swayed slightly, and his entire eyes turned pitch-black.

Shui Jingfeng’s Internal Force and true qi dissipated like a bubble, and he took two steps back.

“You!” He clutched his chest, his face contorted as if he was having difficulty breathing.

He felt as if an invisible hand was ruthlessly grabbing his heart as if his heart had been crushed. It was such a real pain.

When the other martial artists saw such a strange scene, they stopped in their tracks with shocked expressions.

What kind of martial arts was this? He defeated the Three Qi Grandmaster with a cold snort?!

“Everyone, retreat.” Han Zhao raised his hand and gestured for everyone to retreat. He gathered a ball of Life Nurturing True Qi in his left palm and flicked it gently, sinking it into Shui Jingfeng’s chest.

Shui Jingfeng felt a warmth in his chest, and the uncomfortable feeling quickly subsided.

“Who are you?” Han Zhao looked at the middle-aged man calmly.

[A great demon at the Bind-level with perfected seven veins. He’s powerful. The black membrane around his body contains hallucinatory Yin energy and is filled with malice towards you.]

[You have the Dream Domain ability. Although you haven’t reached the Entry Level, you have super strong resistance to such illusions.]

A system notification appeared.

“I am the Grand Priest of Nine Nether Mansion, Jin Wuxin.” The middle-aged man’s tone was calm as he said condescendingly, “Let me ask you, where exactly is Zhu Gangyi…”

“I don’t care who you are. Watch your attitude!”

Han Zhao stood up and interrupted him.

Stunned, Jin Wuxin’s pupils constricted and a murderous look appeared on his face. “How dare you talk to me like that?!”

“Who do you think you are? You barged into the Furious Flood Dragon Palace and injured my gang members. If you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation today, do you think you can escape unscathed?”

Han Zhao’s voice sank. He held the scabbard of the Severing Karma Saber at his waist with his left hand and began to accumulate saber qi.

“You want me to give you an explanation?! Don’t tell me you really think that you can provoke the Nine Nether Mansion just because you have the Qi family’s backing? This Cloud Prefecture is not the Qi family’s territory!” Jin Wuxin laughed angrily.

He had already restrained himself very much by not killing anyone as soon as he entered.

He did not expect the Young Sect Master of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang to be so arrogant. Even Shangguan Lie did not dare to speak to him with such an attitude.

The ignorant were truly fearless!

“At least, Cloud Prefecture isn’t the Nine Nether Mansion’s territory,” Han

Zhao said indifferently. The saber aura had already accumulated to its peak.

‘Good! Very good!” Jin Wuxin’s voice was extremely cold. His eyes bulged and turned pitch-black. Black scales that looked like fish scales quickly climbed onto his face.

Jin Wuxin suddenly opened his mouth. The corner of his mouth cracked to the back of his ear, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

“Whoa!”

A strange sound that sounded like a baby’s cry came from Jin Wuxin’s mouth, and ripples immediately spread in the air.

“Ah!” The gang members in the field covered their ears tightly. Their expressions were distorted, and they felt their entire brains tremble.

99% of this terrifying sound wave gathered on Han Zhao’s body.

A sinister smile appeared on Jin Wuxin’s face. He wanted this ignorant Young Sect Master of the Furious Flood Dragon Gang to die in the cruelest illusion.

So what if the Furious Flood Dragon Gang had the Qi family backing them?

After offending the Nine Nether Mansion, they could change the Young Sect Master!

Clang!

The sound of a saber was not loud, but it seemed to penetrate the terrifying sound wave and shocked Jin Wuxin..