In another half a month, it would be the 500th birthday of the City Lord's father, Meng Changkong. It was precisely because of Meng Lang's father's existence that his position as the City Lord was stable.
Otherwise, how could Meng Lang, who was at the 9th layer of the Void Controlling Realm, suppress the other major forces in the City?
"You want to make a move against the Zhao Family?" Meng Changkong was still as calm as ever.
"Father, as long as you are willing to make a move …" Meng Lang hesitated.
"It is still not the time to make a move against the Zhao Family. Let them cause trouble first. We will wait and see!" Meng Changkong seemed to be living a leisurely and carefree life in seclusion. However, he still knew everything that happened in the City like the back of his hand.
"Yes!" Although Meng Lang was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept Meng Changkong's decision. Meng Changkong was his father, so Meng Lang could not object to Meng Changkong's decision.
"Alright, you may leave!" Meng Changkong said indifferently. From the beginning to the end, Meng Changkong's eyes had never truly opened. It was as if he was talking about something insignificant.
However, every word and every decision he made could cause earth-shattering changes in the City. If Meng Changkong supported Meng Lang, the Devil Dao forces in the City would immediately be reshuffled.
Meng Lang left the most inconspicuous courtyard in the City Lord's Mansion. No one knew that someone had just decided the fate of the Zhao Family in this courtyard.
As long as you were strong enough, you could control everything. You could control the life and death of those weaker than you, and even the destruction of a family. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.
"Cause trouble, cause trouble! It seems like the City of the Red Moon hasn't been this lively in a long time! "The little old man sitting on a rattan chair with his eyes closed gently rocked the chair as he murmured.
The little old man looked somewhat wretched and had a rosacea nose. From his appearance, he looked like an ordinary old drunkard. No one would have thought that this little old man was the true ruler of the City of the Red Moon.
… …
As night fell, darkness once again enveloped the world. The night in the Northern Devil Region was even darker than the other places in the Teng Long Continent. This referred to the darkness in the light, because there were no stars or moon in the sky, only cold and desolate.
Gu Fei, who had changed his appearance, did not look for Chu Tian again, because at this time, there was definitely someone watching Chu Tian's every move.
Last night, after he had fully recovered from his injuries, he killed a few Transcending Mortality Stage demon cultivators. He even killed someone from the Meng Clan.
The hands of these Demonic Path cultivators were stained with endless blood. They had stepped over the corpses of others in order to reach their current cultivation and achievements.
Gu Fei would not be lenient towards these demonic cultivators who exuded an incomparably intense killing intent and an incomparably evil aura. Exterminating them was the same as eliminating a scourge for the common people.
Demons had always been the greatest enemy of the world.
After nightfall, Gu Fei went to an ordinary restaurant in the east of the city. He ordered a few dishes and drank by himself while listening to the customers in the lobby talking loudly.
What happened last night did not affect the lives of the ordinary people in the city at all. It was as if the matters of the city's cultivation world had nothing to do with these ordinary people.
Gu Fei realized that the residents of Hong Yue City were no different from the people of other places in the Teng Long Continent. Cultivators and ordinary people were simply people of two different worlds.
Gu Fei had already completely concealed his aura and completely suppressed the power in his body. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just an ordinary person.
Changing his appearance was just another adjustment of his muscles, bones, and flesh. With his current cultivation, as long as he wanted to, he could change into any appearance.
Moreover, this was not a disguise technique, nor was it an appearance created by magic. It was the movement of muscles, and no one could see through it.
In this kind of small restaurant, it was impossible to find out anything about the cultivation world, because this was the circle of ordinary people. Even though there were cultivators around, the world of cultivators was too foreign to ordinary people.
In front of powerful cultivators, ordinary people were too weak. They were not much stronger than ants. Cultivators did not need to pay attention to these ants. There was an insurmountable distance between them.
However, compared to the cruelty of the cultivation world, the world of ordinary people made Gu Fei feel peaceful. It made him temporarily forget the bloodshed in the cultivation world.
Gu Fei realized that he seemed to enjoy this temporary peace. This peace was rare, and it made Gu Fei's state of mind calm.
The peaceful time was very short. As time passed, the lively small restaurant began to quiet down. When it was late at night, there was basically no one drinking or chatting in the restaurant.
When the last few men, who were swaying from drinking and could barely walk, walked out of the restaurant holding each other's arms, Gu Fei knew that it was time to make a move.
On the counter of the restaurant, a young waiter was lying on the counter looking at Gu Fei, who was still pouring and drinking by himself. The shopkeeper was tapping on the abacus, calculating the day's income.
When the young waiter took a nap and raised his head, the last customer had disappeared.
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Where did that guy go? " The young waiter was taken aback. He had been staring at that customer for a long time, but when he was not paying attention, he did not know where that person had gone.
"That guy did not pay for the food and drinks!" The young waiter wailed. That guy actually dared to eat and dash. My salary for this month is gone. That bastard, I'm so screwed over by you.
Sure enough, the shopkeeper next to him stopped and scolded the young waiter. "Kid, what are your eyes doing? You can't even look at a living person."
"That guy ate all night. I was afraid that he dared to eat and dash. Look … deduct the money for that guy's food and drinks from your salary!"
"Boss, please don't. If you deduct it, I won't have money to eat next month. I have parents and a wife at home. A lot of people are waiting for my salary to eat!" The waiter begged with tears and snot on his face.
"Go to hell, don't cry here!" The shopkeeper kicked the young waiter out of the counter. "Hurry up and clean up the dishes. Do you believe that I won't even deduct your salary for next month!"
The young waiter dejectedly walked towards the table where Gu Fei had just sat. When he approached, the young waiter suddenly noticed that other than the leftover food and drinks, there was also a piece of yellow paper on the table.
He walked forward and took a look. How was this yellow paper? It was a gold note. Moreover, it was a gold note with a face value of 100 yuan. The young waiter's heart suddenly beat wildly.
Gold … gold note! The young waiter carefully turned his head to look at the shopkeeper behind the counter.
"Stinking brat, do you have nothing to do with this? Hurry up and clean up that table. What are you still dilly-dallying for?" The shopkeeper yelled at him again.
After yelling, the shopkeeper went back to calculating his accounts.
This guy was simply Zhou Peipi! The young waiter cursed in his heart. Then, taking advantage of the fact that the shopkeeper surnamed Zhou wasn't paying attention, he grabbed the 100 gold note on the table with lightning speed and put it into his sleeve.
"Deduct it, deduct it. Not to mention a month, even if you deduct my salary for a year, it doesn't matter." The young waiter was ecstatic. He was so nervous that his whole body trembled. A 100 gold note was definitely a windfall for him.
"Damn! You're like a woman. Just a few words and you're pissing your pants! "At this time, shopkeeper Zhou raised his head and saw the young waiter's slightly twitching back.
He thought that the young waiter was crying because of his scolding!
There weren't many people on the street. Occasionally, he would see someone, but those people would just pass by in a hurry. Lanterns hung on both sides of the street. The dim yellow light illuminated the street.
As Gu Fei walked on the street, he only felt the cool and cold wind constantly brushing against his face, making him feel refreshed.
"Since the fire isn't strong enough, then let it burn a bit more!" Gu Fei murmured. Then, with a "shua" sound, he took a step forward and instantly disappeared from the deserted street.
He wanted to fan the flames and cause complete chaos in Crimson Moon City.
Crimson Moon City's Zhao family, in a manor in the east of the city, was still brightly lit. From time to time, one could see that in the dark corners of the flowers and trees in the manor, there were figures silently passing by.
This place was heavily guarded, as if facing a great enemy.
Although Zhao was a direct descendant of the Zhao family, because he had been unable to break through to the Demon Master realm, he had never been valued by the family.
It wasn't until his cultivation had recently broken through to the Demon Master realm that he once again entered the eyes of the family's upper echelons. He was sent to the east of the city to be in charge of the family's business.
The east of the city wasn't the Zhao family's sphere of influence. Because of the assassination that shocked the entire cultivation world of Crimson Moon City last night, all the major forces in the city were pointing their spears at the Zhao family.
This made Zhao, who was on the periphery of the Zhao family's power, very uneasy.
Zhao transferred all the manpower that could be mobilized to the manor to protect himself. He also invited his uncle, a Demon Master of the Sixth Heaven, to sit in the manor.
He arranged for his uncle to stay next to him.
Zhao was undoubtedly very afraid of death. It wasn't easy for him to have the day to make a name for himself. He hadn't had the chance to show off his skills and realize his ambitions. Of course, he didn't want to die.
With a Demon Master of the Sixth Heaven, Zhao was relieved. However, he never thought that even though his manor was heavily guarded, and there was a Demon Master of the Sixth Heaven next door, someone would still silently appear outside his door.
The intruder was like a ghost, suddenly appearing outside his door. Without a sound, he directly broke open his door and strode in.
"Who is so bold as to dare break into the Zhao family's place!" At the moment when the person smashed the door, an angry shout came from the next room. Then, with a bang, someone directly smashed the door and rushed out of the next room.
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