Chapter Eight Hundred and Fifty Six – Mine (1/2)

Chapter Eight Hundred and Fifty Six – Mine

Zuo Mo nodded. He then pointed at the two servants who had been attacked at the gates. “Pick a simple shen methodology and teach them.”

The other servants had expressions of envy. Earning a shen methodology due to being knocked unconscious, it was a great profit! They decided that if they encountered danger in the future, they could not retreat.

Zuo Mo saw the changes in expression of the other servants. He was practiced at leading by example and using fair reward and punishment. While he did not plan on spending too much time on these servants, after establishing Mo Cloud Sea’s rules and motivating culture, he did this out of habit.

Zuo Mo turned and said to the city master. “Speak slowly, do not skip anything, do not hide anything.”

The city master was completely won over. This white-haired youth elder in front of him was not one of the old people whose minds had been turned pedantic by cultivation. He hurriedly started to explain in detail.

Outside the city master’s mansion, countless eyes stared at this scene.

“Old Man Wu Qin’s luck is about to turn around,” a middle-aged person sighed.

“This old guy’s luck is really too good!” A male that looked slightly androgynous couldn’t’ resist saying after a moment of silence. His expression was strange.

These two had thought that the Wu Family would not be able to escape this calamity. They hadn’t expected a terrifyingly powerful expert to appear, and in a blink, reverse the situation.

“Did you discover the origins of that white-haired youth?” the androgynous male said with a frown. “While Old Man Wu says elder, I have a feeling that he is young.”

The middle-aged man said gravely, “He came out of the Cold Nether Bog. He first appeared in Little Serene Town. According to the locals, when this person came to Little Serene Town, he was dragging five coffins!”

The androgynous man jumped in fright. “Five coffins? Is he a corpse-refining mo? Coming out of the Cold Nether Bog … …”

He was truly given a fright. Wu Ge City was not far from Little Serene Town. No one knew better than they did what the Cold Nether Bog was like. Everyone knew that the Cold Nether Bog was filled with countless treasures, but no one ever dared to go in deep. Only some local hunters could exist on the outskirts of the Cold Nether Bog.

The core of the Cold Nether Bog was a forbidden land of death.

A person that came out dragging five coffins from the Cold Nether Bog,the Forbidden Land of Death, probably breathed poison!

From any angle, this person was one they could not provoke.

The middle-aged person’s throat was slightly dry. When he learned of this news, he had been shocked as well. He suppressed his fear and said gravely, “I don’t know where he came from. I’m afraid that his strength can match Gai Yuan of the Yin Tomb Guards.”

“Gai Yuan!” The androgynous male exclaimed in shock. “How is it possible? Gai Yuan Daren is unfathomable in power. He was the one to built the reputation of the Yin Tomb Guards in the recent years! No matter how strong that white-haired guy is, he cannot be compared to Gai Yuan Daren.”

“Let’s reconsider our plans carefully.” The middle-aged person did not argue and only reminded, “The water here is too deep. If we are not careful, our families will both drown.”

The androgynous male became silent. He knew that the other was right. They had originally thought that Old Man Wu was finished this time. They hadn’t expected someone powerful to disrupt the situation, and the situation to become confusing again.

“How about we watch a bit more?” The androgynous man could not decide and said with a hesitant expression.

The middle-aged man was silent. This matter was too important. It could decide the life and death of his family. He did not dare to rashly decide.

Zuo Mo had never thought that he would be pulled into an internal conflict in the Nether Realm.

Ever since the Nether King had united all of the Nether Realm, he had remained out of view. The last time he had appeared was five years ago. In the last five years, the Nether King never appeared in public again. Even the four Nether Lords had never seen the Nether King.

A recent while ago, the Nether king had appeared in public and suddenly mentioned the matter of selecting a successor.

It had to be stated that the Nether King did not have any children. Up until now, the background of the Nether King was a mystery. No one knew anything. The Nether King had appeared out of nowhere. Everywhere he passed, the factions submitted to him, the experts bowed their heads, and he created his kingdom.

If the Nether King had children, then there was nothing to say about the matter of succession. The Nether King was unparalleled in battle, and healthy. It didn’t seem a problem for him to live a century or more. No one would even dare to have thoughts.

But the Nether King did not have children. Mentioning this matter now seemed to imply that he wanted to decide this matter before his death neared.

After the Nether King made this declaration, the people below naturally became lively.

The most likely to succeed was the four Nether Lords. Each nether lord was a powerful expert. Each of them had been personally defeated by the Nether King in the past. Each of them were skilled in war and accomplished.

The four Nether Lords ruled over an area, and they had great warriors and skilled advisors in their service. Even more importantly, all four Nether Lords were in the prime of their lives. Any one of them would be a good successor to the throne.

The Nether Realm immediately became full of turbulence. The Nether Realm being closed off was a direct consequence of this matter.