Chapter 650

Maoling, Brush, Ink, Paper, and Inkstone Shop.

This time, Mengqi still asked for seven True Dragon Eye Pens. The shopkeeper also asked if there were any custom made pens, and if there were any, he should show his seal.

Mengqi smiled and stretched out his left hand, revealing a slit that emitted a faint silver light.

Silver-badge Arrester … The shopkeeper's eyes slightly froze, and his breathing became heavy. He immediately smiled and said, "Oh, you are a distinguished guest. Please follow me to the back to get it."

Silver-badge Arrester, in the eyes of mortals, was the ruler of a city, a big shot who could summon the wind and rain!

Stepping into the back room, the shopkeeper immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Silver-badge Arrester. The information you wanted has been delivered. It was passed on by word of mouth."

Mengqi gently nodded and said, "Please speak."

Completing the karma of the Thunder God from the Ninth Heaven involved one of the Nine Evil Paths, and it was related to the secret location of the Plain Girl's Paradise. Mengqi had no clue at the moment, but this matter could not be delayed. First, the karma would gradually begin to affect him, and it would hinder the cultivation process of understanding and interweaving Dharma and Logos, which would slow down the speed of his strength improvement. Second, no one knew how long it would take to end the karma. If he did not do it as soon as possible, it would be equivalent to suicide.

Most importantly, in a situation where there was ample time, many choices that required great risks could be abandoned after careful consideration and planned slowly!

For example, if there was another choice to cooperate with Gu Xiaosang, Mengqi would not ask a tiger for its skin. Moreover, she had only entered the ruins of the Ninth Heaven, and only had an indirect connection with the fragment of the Celestial Court of the Plain Girl's Paradise.

But she told me about The Conqueror's Invincible Blade from the beginning, and encouraged me to deal with the people of the Plain Girl Sect. Maybe she already had a plan in this regard … Mengqi suddenly thought. Of course, as a saintess of the Nine Evil Paths, looking for Gu Xiaosang and the Plain Girl's Paradise seemed to be almost the same. Every time they met, she deliberately did it. Was he going to wait for her to come to him?

Therefore, Mengqi planned to start with more contact with the heterodox demons and slowly collect clues. Mainly the Plain Girl Sect, followed by Gu Xiaosang. If there was a chance in the former, he would not consider cooperating with the demoness.

"The Heterodox Evil Spirits that are commonly seen in Jianghu are mostly below the level of the Exterior. They hang around in black streets, brothels, gambling houses, and so on. As for those who are above the level of the Exterior, most of them have a blood feud and have more or less offended a lot of small forces. Their actions are considered secretive. It's usually hard to find them unless it's a coincidence." The shopkeeper repeated the information from the headquarters of the Six Fan School.

Mengqi understood. Masters. If not, and Rats, they Holes, and all. and Snakes, and Holes, and Snakes, Demons, and Demons, they Sect, and Masters, Demons, and Demons, and Snakes, and Cave.

Unfortunately, the Karma of The Conqueror's Invincible Blade and Mistress Su's Fairyland was not cheap.

"Are there any experts suspected to be from the Heterodox Path?" Meng Qi asked casually. He knew that the Six Fan School's intelligence would not be limited to this level.

The Shopkeeper answered without thinking, "The owner of the River-east Building of the Iron-clad Building, Duanmu Bei, 'All Rivers Run into the Sea'."

"The masters of the Iron-clad Building are Demons Masters?" Mengqi was surprised.

Like the Dajiang Gang, the Iron-clad Building was one of the Six Powers of the World. They had a strong foundation and many masters, but they were more secretive. The location of their main building was unknown. It was said to be on a small island in the East Sea, and their branches were scattered all over the country, such as the River-east Building and the Luoyang Building.

Depending on the importance of the area, the owners of the first building were either ordinary Exterior, Peerless Master, or even grandmasters. Duanmu Bei was a master of the Fifth-fold Heaven.

They were neither righteous nor evil, similar to the Beggar Sect. They would not openly offend the righteous, but there were always some dirty tricks in private. Rumor had it that they had a mysterious "Red Ribbon Building" that specialized in assassins, second only to the Unrelenting Building.

The organizational structure and goals of such a gang were different from those of sects and aristocratic families. Many of their members were recruited halfway and taught supreme arts to maintain their expansion. It was not strange for them to mix in with the Demons Masters. What was strange was that even the Six Fan School was suspicious, but the Iron-clad Building had yet to deal with it.

"Has the core" Punishment Tower "fallen to such an extent?"

The Shopkeeper realized that his words were ambiguous and quickly shook his head. "Duanmu Bei is not a Demons Master."

He paused for a moment before explaining, "The Demons Masters may not need the loot from killing, but they can't sell it publicly in exchange for what they need. Therefore, there are 'Tigers Who Divide the Spoils' everywhere. They help them dispose of their stolen goods and buy what they need, reaping great benefits from it. These people usually have clean backgrounds and are supported by powerful forces. They are also secretive and low-key. If they don't expose themselves, they can't be blamed at all."

"Duanmu Bei is the 'Tigers Who Divide the Spoils'?" Mengqi asked in realization.

The Shopkeeper flattered, "The Silver Badge Speaks Clearly. The Iron-clad Building itself is neither righteous nor evil. There are many similar businesses in the dark. Duanmu Bei is just exceptionally good at it and is quite famous among the Demons Masters."

"Through this kind of person who is well-connected with both the black and the white, one can indeed come into contact with the 'real' Demons Masters …" Mengqi mused.

The Shopkeeper added, "Duanmu Bei is lecherous and insolent, but he is very secretive. We only know of his reputation, but it's hard to get any concrete evidence. It's said that he won't meet anyone unless there's someone he knows vouch for him or he's very famous among the Demons Masters. Even if he does meet someone, he'll put on a look of rejection and hatred, coax the person away, or even take him down."

This way, it could greatly guarantee that the person who made the deal was a real Demons Master and not a spy of the Six Fan School or the Righteous Path!

Mengqi frowned slightly. This was a little difficult.

It was impossible to create another "Demons Master" at the last minute because he would not be famous and he would not be able to come into contact with the Demons Master and Duanmu Bei were familiar with.

…

The River East branch of the Iron-clad Pavilion was located in Ying City. Mengqi once again transformed into a rat and snuck in to make preparations for a "house visit".

At the heart of the place was a vermilion two-story building. It stood alone in the center of the garden, leaving a large empty space in the surroundings.

Before he got close to it, Mengqi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He immediately stopped in his tracks and spread out his mental energy, reflecting the surroundings in his heart lake.

Once he sensed it, Mengqi was shocked. There was no sign of life within a hundred feet radius of the building. There were no rats, insects, or birds!

"Is it a defense against the Art of Transformation?

Or is the owner a germaphobe and does not allow any small animals near his residence? "

As he pondered, a magpie flew in from the garden outside, trying to pass through the place.

As it approached, its body suddenly stiffened as if it had hit an invisible wall. Then, with a flash of light, the magpie silently turned into ashes.

"In today's world, the Iron-clad Pavilion is really mysterious to know how to defend against the art of change …" Mengqi frowned and quietly went back to investigate the other small buildings in the garden.

After "looking" at seven small buildings, Mengqi realized that Duanmu Bei's "lecherous" reputation was not just for show. The youngest pair of concubines were only fifteen or sixteen years old. They were even younger than his grandchildren.

"Eh, they have inner charm and have practiced the corresponding art." 'Flying Bird' Mengqi quietly looked at the twins and noticed that something was amiss!

The two concubines were petite and delicate. Their faces were tender and charming. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with them. However, Mengqi had just asked Duke Huan Of Qi for advice on Yuxu's Divine Fortune Telling. In his prime, Duke Huan Of Qi was also known for being lecherous and always used women as examples to guide him. Therefore, after careful examination, Mengqi could see that they had inner charm. Half of it was natural, and the other half was acquired through practicing some secret art.

There were not many people who had such secret arts. Could it be that the art was given by the Sect of the Plain Lady so that Duanmu Bei could use Yin to supplement his Yang to maintain their relationship? Or could it be that the art was given to Duanmu Bei by someone else to lure him into a trap and secretly control him? As he pondered, Mengqi quietly left the garden where the River-east Building was located. He planned to pay a formal visit.

When he reached a secret place, he transformed into a middle-aged man with white hair. He wore a green robe and a soft hat. His facial features were chiseled, and his temperament was elegant.

This was the once famous figure of the heterodox path, Merciless Tyrant!

Apart from Doumu and Mengqi himself, no one knew that he had died in Bomi. This was the perfect disguise!

During the era when Merciless Tyrant was active, Duanmu Bei was already a famous expert of the Exterior in the Iron-clad Pavilion. Even if Duanmu Bei had not seen him in person, he should have heard of him. How could such a vicious person be a spy of the orthodox path and the Six Fan School?

The appearance of Merciless Tyrant that Mengqi had transformed into was relatively young. It was not the old man who had aged after suffering and suffering. Mengqi kept it close to his appearance before he hid in Bomi so that Duanmu Bei would not recognize him.

…

Outside the River-east Building, several servants were watching the Little Miss play happily. She was Duanmu Bei's youngest daughter. She was born to a favored concubine six years ago. She was as pretty as a jade sculpture.

The little girl ran after the butterfly. Her forehead was covered in sweat. Suddenly, she saw the butterfly fly down and land on a strong, white hand.

She widened her eyes and looked up. She saw a handsome and elegant uncle in a green robe. He had white hair at his temples and a smile on his face.

"Thank you, uncle." She thanked him happily when she saw the butterfly being handed to her.

"Stay away from her!" At this moment, a deep voice rang out. An old man with white hair but no wrinkles appeared. He was the owner of the River-east Building, Duanmu Bei.

Mengqi smiled and retracted his right hand. He placed it behind his back and looked at Duanmu Bei leisurely without saying a word.

"You've offended the orthodox path, the Destruction Sect, the Luo Denomination, and the Beggar Sect. How dare you show yourself again?" Duanmu Bei said in a deep voice.

"They actually know each other …" Mengqi put his hands behind his back and smiled confidently.

"Times have changed."