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Chapter 154

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He put away the Stegosaurus.

Walking out of the ancestral hall, Zhu Minglang looked at the city tower in the distance.

On the city tower, on the wall, everyone wanted to know what happened in the ancestral hall, but they couldn't see clearly. The inside of the ancestral hall was overgrown with weeds.

They only saw Zhu Minglang walk out, spotless.

And Hao Shaocong, who was hiding in the ancestral hall, didn't move at all.

Not long after, Zhao Xi, Xu Mao, and the others arrived.

They didn't know where they got the news from.

When they walked into the ancestral hall, their faces changed.

Because those banyan bees had stung Hao Shaocong until he didn't even look human anymore!

Zhao Xi felt cold all over.

He didn't expect Hao Shaocong to die so quickly. After all, they were chased by the banyan bees and hadn't been separated for long.

As for Xu Mao of Zi Zonglin, his gaze was fixed on the beheaded Purple Dragon Goat Demon.

"This Zhu Minglang is too daring. He dares to commit murder in broad daylight!" Zhao Xi shouted angrily.

"Hmph, a scoundrel. He only dares to kill my junior brother when I'm not around. If I see him again, I'll make him pay with his life!" Xu Mao said coldly.

"Senior Brother Xu Mao, this Zhu Minglang is a malignant tumor. He doesn't even care about Zhao Yinge's son, why would he care about Purple Division Forest? He knows that Hao Shaocong is your Purple Division Forest's eldest disciple, but he's still so vicious! "Zhao Xi said.

"Zhu sect. Haha. Not too long ago, their Zhu sect was just like the other factions. They were extremely rude and unreasonable when facing small factions, but they had to kneel in front of our Zi Zonglin. Do they really think that after all these years, a small faction like them would dare to strut around in front of us?" Xu Mao said in disdain.

"Hao Shaocong is already dead. Let's go see if we can get the deed to Dragon Whelp Valley." Zhao Xi sighed.

"Yes, my master specifically told me to do so." Xu Mao said.

They waited until the banyan bees were no longer so crazy before they slowly crept under the banyan tree. There was one more person in their group.

This person seemed to know the art of concealment. He climbed up the banyan tree with ease, but the banyan wasp demons seemed to ignore him.

After a long time.

The mysterious man jumped down from the tree and carried a brocade box.

The brocade box was opened, but it was empty.

"Where's the title deed? Where's the title deed for the Dragon Whelp Valley?!" Xu Mao asked loudly.

His voice almost woke up those banyan bees again.

"Someone most likely took it away." The divine mortal said.

"Damn it, it must be the person who awakened the banyan wasps. The other party used us as bait for the banyan wasps. Not only did they split us up, but they also took the opportunity to take the title deed of Dragon Whelp Valley. This title deed is priceless. My master repeatedly urged us to get our hands on it!" Xu Mao was so angry that his face turned red.

"It must be Zhu Minglang. There must be someone else with him," Zhao Xi said with absolute certainty.

"Have you investigated Zhu Minglang's background or not? If you want to deal with him, why don't you know anything about him?!" Xu Mao said angrily.

"We've investigated, but Zhu Minglang hasn't been in the imperial city for many years … All we know now is that a woman often travels with him, and she once participated in the Tournament of Factions." Zhao Xi looked up at the tree trunk.

There was a smear of black ink on the tree trunk. Zhao Xi stared at it for a while, then said with realization, "I understand now. It's her. It's that painter!"

"What painter?" Xu Mao frowned.

"It's the woman who entered the tournament with Zhu Minglang. She's a divine mortal painter. Although it's hard to judge the strength she displayed, when we were attacked by the banyan bees, there was an ink dragon that crashed into the banyan tree!" Zhao Xi said with certainty.

"Find them, find them!" Xu Mao said angrily.

… …

At the city gate tower.

A judge rode his pterosaur and landed in the spacious area of the city gate tower. Under his pterosaur's claws, there was an object wrapped in a large black cloth.

Hao Yong ran out of the room in a daze. He was almost crying.

The black cloth was removed, and Hao Shaocong was lying inside. His face was swollen like a pig that had just been slaughtered.

"Your son was killed by the banyan bees. My condolences," the judge said calmly.

"Why couldn't I have come earlier? Why couldn't I have saved him? I told you, I clearly told you!" Hao Yong roared, losing control of his emotions.

"Master Hao, life and death are up to fate. The Tournament of Factions has become more competitive. If you weren't mentally prepared for this, why didn't you let your child stay at home and play with the mud? Why did you come here to cry?" The judge didn't give Hao Yong any face. He pushed Hao Yong away.

"You … you …" Hao Yong pointed at the judge and didn't know how to respond for a long time.

"Brother Hao Yong, this disciple of the Zhu Sect is too arrogant. I'm afraid that in a few years, the people of the Zhu Sect will dare to ride on our Zi Zonglin's head. This old man will definitely help you. I'll tell the disciples of Zi Zonglin to cripple Zhu Minglang when they see him!" Nie Chong was also furious.

Hao Shaocong was a disciple of Zi Zonglin.

He was also the disciple of Nie Chong.

The Zhu Sect didn't give him any face.

They shouldn't blame him for being impolite!

Could it be that Zi Zonglin was afraid of a small Zhu Sect?

In terms of foundation and strength, the Zhu Sect, which had its ups and downs, couldn't be compared to the leader of Zi Zonglin.

"Nie Chong, Nie Chong, you must seek justice for my son!" Hao Yong said while crying.

"Don't worry. Even if this competition ends and Zhu Minglang is still safe and sound, my Zi Zonglin won't let this matter rest!" Nie Chong said fiercely.

"Hao Shaocong died at the hands of banyan wasp demons. Why are you venting your anger on a disciple of the Zhu Sect?" The middle-aged judge asked.

Hao Yong and Nie Chong didn't answer.

Anyone with eyes could see that this was Zhu Minglang's doing. There was no need to worry about how he died in the end!

Moreover, Hao Shaocong must have been miserable when he was alive!

"This judge is right. Even in a competition, fists and feet have no eyes, let alone in a competition that affects the interests of various large factions. Brother Hao Yong, my condolences … Nie Chong, don't be so irritable. Back when I brought my junior brother Zhu Minglang to your Zi Zonglin, I didn't know what kind of person your Xu Mao was," said a swordmaster from the Distant Mountain Sword Sect.

"I admit that he was very strong in the past, but it was only a flash in the pan. Your Distant Mountain Sword Sect is probably inferior to the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect in recent years. I heard that the female disciple of the Xuan Mountain Sword Sect is superior to everyone else, and her sword realm is exceptional. I wonder if your chief disciple of Yunzhong River can compete with Wen Mengru?" Nie Chong mocked.

The swordmaster from the Distant Mountain Sword Sect smiled and said, "My condolences."

Nie Chong gritted his teeth in anger.

At the side, Hao Yong's face turned green!

… …

… …

They left Weed City.

Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang headed in the direction of the Tomb of the Nine Armies.

"Young Master, don't be anxious. The Tomb of the Nine Armies probably won't appear for a while. After all, that place is the main event of this competition," Qin Yang said with certainty.

"Qin Yang, do you also know that the Scroll of Authority overseeing the Li Chuan Continent is in this mechanical city?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Master has said that the imperial capital is too complicated. Young Master has just returned, so it's very difficult to explain in detail. But considering that the Li Chuan Continent is indeed very important to you, Master sent me here to guide you. "

"That's good. Since he already knows and has made preparations, I'm relieved." Zhu Minglang nodded.

He thought that Zhu Tianguan was kept in the dark.

It seemed that Zhu Tianguan also had his own methods. He already knew who was deliberately targeting the Zhu Clan.

"Yes, you know Master's temper. If he really encountered an unresolvable danger, he would definitely inform everyone in advance and evacuate the imperial capital as soon as possible. Since Master didn't tell you, it means that he has his own plans." Qin Yang sighed in relief.

She was worried that Zhu Minglang would hold a grudge against her for hiding this matter.

In fact, Zhu Tianguan had only recently obtained the Scroll of Authority overseeing the Li Chuan Continent. He was placed in Mechanical City by some people with ulterior motives.

He had Qin Yang enter this competition at the first possible moment precisely so that he could guide Zhu Minglang to obtain the document overseeing the Li Chuan Continent.

At the same time, Zhu Tianguan had to prepare for the aftermath of this matter. Someone was looking down on the Zhu Clan and even using such despicable and disgusting methods to provoke them. This meant that something big was about to happen. Zhu Tianguan had to prepare for it while thinking about how to retaliate …

As for Zhu Minglang's side …

It was naturally a good thing that he could obtain the Scroll of Authority overseeing the Li Chuan Continent.

If Zhu Minglang couldn't obtain it, Zhu Tianguan would do everything in his power to snatch it from the hands of the other great powers.

"Master told me to choose when to tell you. I was worried that Young Master and Young Miss would lose their composure because of this matter, so I hid it for now." Qin Yang lowered his head and maintained a saluting posture.

The Tomb of the Nine Armies would not appear so early.

Qin Yang understood this, so he first guided Zhu Minglang to deal with Hao Shaocong before going to the Tomb of the Nine Armies.

However, Qin Yang didn't expect that Zhu Minglang had already received this information from Hao Shaocong.

"It's fine. Compared to what we have to deal with right now, the struggle between the Zhu Clan and the other great powers is a hundred times more complicated. It is not easy to deal with it properly. This lonely old man has spent a lot of effort on the Li Chuan Continent." Zhu Minglang could also understand.

The Zhu Clan was in a period of change. The easier it seemed to be, the more it would be restricted by the other great powers.

Being able to keep the Scroll of Authority of the Li Chuan Continent in Mechanical City was actually a good thing for Zhu Minglang.

At the very least, he could use his own abilities to seize it!

"Whoosh ~ ~ ~ ~!!"

Suddenly, the sound of something breaking through the air rang out from a rocky hill not far away.

The three of them raised their heads and looked over, only to see thick smoke accompanied by some flames rising from the rocky mound …

A Fire Beacon Bamboo Tube!

Someone had lit a Fire Beacon Bamboo Tube!

This meant that the other party had obtained some treasure and was impatiently waiting for it to be "verified"!

"Ahem, since the Tomb of the Nine Armies hasn't appeared yet, shall we take a look around?" Zhu Minglang raised his eyebrows and asked for the two girls' opinion.

"Young Master, you decide." Qin Yang wouldn't have any objections.

Nan Lingsha glanced at the rising smoke and gently pulled out an ink brush from the air. A faint smile appeared on her face as she said, "I hope it is a Divine Mortal expert."

Zhu Minglang rarely saw the smile on Painter's face. Unfortunately, it was covered by a veil and he could only see it from the corner of her eyes.

Zhu Minglang also noticed it.

Painter's sister-in-law seemed to only be interested in two things.

Painting.

Fighting!

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