A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 437

night.

There were many guests in the drawing room of the mansion.

"He's such a smart boy~"

The gorgeously dressed noble lady praised the owner's child in a serious manner.

Hearing the other party's praise, the middle-aged male host smiled very usefully.

"Yeah, yeah, I've been disheartened because I didn't have a child. After having this child, I finally let go of my hanging heart. Even if there is no blood relationship, we still feel the same as our biological father and son. I have already made up my mind Now, this family business will be handed over to him to inherit in the future."

Seeing that his adopted son can get everyone's approval makes him very happy.

His family business is very large, and his only regret is that he has some physical problems. He has never had children, so he can only adopt them.

To his great satisfaction, the adopted child was very good, which made him very gratified.

"It's just a pity that this child suffers from a serious skin disease, so he can't go out during the day. It would be great if our company could develop a specific medicine for this disease as soon as possible."

Having said this, the middle-aged man showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Ah, ah, these are small problems. After all, how can there be such a perfect person in this world?" The lady covered her mouth and smiled, "Your child is already good enough, maybe this is God's jealousy?"

There was a flattering laugh in the living room, as if it was true.

"Tsk—"

An impatient voice sounded in the study.

Candlelight flickered in the dimly lit room, and books were stacked on the shelves.

The boy leaned on the gorgeous chair next to the desk and flicked through the documents with photos.

These are books about various medicinal materials.

He's doing something important right now.

But the sound in the living room was too loud.

A group of ignorant humans, chattering non-stop.

This made him feel extremely irritable, and he turned the pages faster and faster.

The rustling sound continued to echo in the room.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, the originally closed window of the study was pushed open.

The pure white curtains were blown up by the breeze, and the wind blew down on the boy's face, which eased the irritable expression on his face.

"Come in."

An indifferent voice sounded from the boy's mouth.

Then, a figure flashed out of the window into the house.

"My lord, this subordinate is here to report to you."

Yiwozuo bowed his head and knelt on one knee, with a very respectful attitude.

The boy closed the book in his hand, turned around slowly, with a gloomy expression on his face.

To be called an adult by Yiwoza of the third chapter of the first string, he is naturally Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi.

But this time, he appeared as a teenager.

That's right, this guy is here to be someone's 'son' again.

In order to find clues about the 'Blue Flower of the Other Side', Wu Mi came to the home of a human boss this time.

The owner of the mansion is the founder of what is now the largest pharmaceutical company in the country.

Normal human beings certainly don't know that there are "ghosts" in this world. In the eyes of the owner, Wu Mi's condition is a kind of "disease".

It seems right to say that, because he did become the current 'monster' because of a treatment thousands of years ago.

But human beings are unreliable after all, after all, this guy can't even cure his own 'infertility'.

Wu Mi felt insulted whenever he heard the 'flattering' nonsense of the humans outside the house.

"Damn idiot, do you really think of me as your son?"

How could he condescend to come here if he wasn't looking for clues about the 'Blue Flower of the Other Side'! ?
"How's the situation?"

Wu Yan turned his head, looked down at Yiwozuo with cold eyes, and asked.

The growing irritability made his voice sound like he was gnashing his teeth, and the veins on his face were exposed. He finally showed his true nature towards the ghosts under him.

"Sorry, my lord..."

Yiwozuo never looked up, "I failed to complete the task you gave me."

"so what?"

Wu Mi's words were full of anger.

"If you didn't complete the task, who gave you the courage to come back to me!?"

"Sorry my lord, this time..."

Yi Wozuo stopped in the middle of speaking.

Because he lost control over his own body.

Wu Mi's face became a little hideous, "Did I allow you to justify?"

"..."

As soon as the words fell, countless strange cracks appeared on Yiwozuo's strong body that had experienced hundreds of years of hard work.

Blood continued to ooze from under the chapped skin, and the whole body seemed to collapse immediately.

Enduring unbearable pain for ordinary people, Yi Wozuo remained silent.

Because he knows his current state.

This is the power that the adult in front of me controls the ghost.

Since he came before this lord, his life and death cannot be decided by himself.

As the 'King of Ghosts', Mumai Tsuji, wants to kill the ghosts under him, as long as he is within a certain distance, all he needs is a single thought.

Facing the punishment of the adult in front of him, Yi Wozuo chose to remain silent.

He knew that the lord in front of him was angry at the moment, and talking would only make the lord even angrier.

And most importantly, this lord doesn't need him to explain at all, all he needs is a loyal minister from the heart to face this lord.

Yes, this is exactly what Wu Mi wanted to see.

Whether it is the ghost of the lower string or the so-called upper string, except for the special Ji Guoyan Sheng, the rest of the guys are just 'tools' in his eyes.And the most important thing about 'tools' is obedience.

The remaining "whether to give up" or not, he will judge by himself.

Just like now.

As long as Yiwozuo is in front of him, everything in his heart can't be hidden in the slightest.

He could even see through his memory what the ghost had done before coming here.

"!?"

But this look made his frown deepen.

"Yiwozuo, have you...broke through the 'boundary' of ghosts?"

Although he had seen it, he still seemed to want to confirm it.

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing the adult questioning, Yi Wozuo opened his mouth again and answered truthfully.

"Is that so..."

After hearing Yiwozuo's affirmative answer, Wu Cang muttered to himself, he threw the book in his hand aside, and began to pace the room under his feet, as if he was thinking about something.

Among the ghosts he has created for thousands of years, the Yiwozuo in front of him is the first ghost to break through the 'boundary'.

In this way, it seems that he did not choose the wrong person, and the potential of Yiwozuo far exceeds that of the other ghosts except Hei Simou.

This man was already a powerful boxer when he was still a human, and the method of becoming stronger after becoming a ghost is completely different from other ghosts.

The way for a ghost to become stronger is very simple, it just needs to eat people, and then get more blood that he rewards.

But Yiwozuo is different. He pursues the ultimate realm of martial arts and relies on his own training, so he doesn't eat people much except for basic survival.

The "material" of the "tool" itself determines its upper limit. If you want to compare it, Yiwozuo is a piece of "fine iron" that has been tempered for thousands of years, and those ghosts who are timid and afraid of death, do not actively eat people, and do not work hard to become stronger are " Scrap iron'.

Wu Mi is not stupid, so of course he can see the essential difference between Yiwozuo and other ghosts.

Ordinary ghosts who are not actively preying on humans have long been dealt with by him, but his tolerance for ghosts like Yiwozuo will be much higher.

Now it seems that Yiwozuo did not disappoint him.

A ghost beyond the 'boundary' is a great help to him.

This should have been a good thing. Normally, he would even praise Yiwozuo a few words, but now he can't be happy.

Because what he saw from Yiwozuo's memory just now gave him a headache.

Perhaps it was because his head was severely injured that Yiwozuo's head is now like a mess of 'paste', but he doesn't care about those inexplicable memories at all, and only extracts useful parts from them.

And this part of the picture gave him a warning sign.

Unexpectedly, those guys from the Ghost Killing Squad became so powerful secretly when he ignored it!
Yiwozuo, as the third of the first string, is strong enough in his own right, and it is not something that the "Pillar" of the Ghost Killing Team can deal with alone.

You must know that the standard for becoming a member of the Ghost Killing Team is only to be able to kill the "Ghost of the Lower String". In the past few hundred years, except for a few geniuses, the level of most Zhu is only a little better than the ghost of the Lower String.

Such a 'pillar' is nothing to fear at all, which is why Wu Mi doesn't care about the Ghost Killing Team.

But what is the situation now?
How could the pillars of this year suddenly become so strong! ?

The 'Pillar of Flame' that can cut off Yiwozuo's head alone, and the 'Pillar of Water' that drives Heishimu back with a single blow.

Looking at the fragments that flashed through Yi Wozuo's mind, Wu Mi's face became more and more gloomy.

"It seems that we have to let those guys settle down a little bit?"

He stopped pacing, looking down at Yiwozuo with a cold face.

"Yiwozuo, if you meet 'Yan Zhu' from the Ghost Killing Squad again, are you confident to kill him?"

"Have."

Yi Wozuo answered without hesitation.

Purgatory Xingshourou is indeed very strong, but now he has no weaknesses other than the sun, as long as he is in a place where the sun does not shine, there is no possibility of losing.

"very good!"

There was a chilling smile on Wu Mi's face.

The Ghost Slayer Squad has always been a thorn in his side. For hundreds of years, he has been trying to destroy the Ghost Slayer Squad, torture them to death, and make them never appear in his sight again.

But the Ubuyashiki clan is really cunning. Since the attack 500 years ago, he has not been able to find the hiding place of this group of 'rats'.

After a long time, he gradually focused his work on finding the 'Blue Flower of the Other Side' and ignored it.

But the current situation made him understand that such a serious problem must be completely eliminated by all means.

Gradually, the smile on Wu Mi's face disappeared, and a bloody 'blueprint' began to emerge in his mind.

In the current situation, the 'Pillar of Flame' who can single-handedly kill the former Yiwozuo is no longer something to fear.

As for the old man who can force Hei Simou back?Wu Mi didn't pay attention at all.

Because he knows Hei Si Mou's character very well. After all, he has cooperated for hundreds of years. If the matter is of great importance, it is impossible for Hei Si Mou to remain silent until now.

Thinking about it this way, there was only one reason why Heishimu didn't come to report the situation to him—this old man was not Heishimu's opponent.

After all, how can a guy who is so old that he is about to die in the ground be the opponent of an evil spirit that has already broken through the 'boundary'?So what if you can repel it?How many times can this old guy make such an attack?
Just don't know how strong the rest of the 'pillars' are.If you want to destroy the Ghost Killing Squad, you must first investigate the opponent's combat strength.

"You go down first. Inform the rest of the stringers, be ready at all times, I will use you soon."

Turning his back with no expression on his face, he ignored Yi Wozuo.

"Yes……"

Yi Wozuo, who was covered in scars, propped up his body and jumped out of the window sill.

"Tick-tock-"

The bright red blood dripped continuously on the ground.

Yiwozuo leaned against a tree, waiting for his cracked body to heal slowly.

Completely different from being slashed by the Sun Wheel Knife, the way the lord killed his subordinate ghosts was to directly cause the cells in their bodies to collapse.

It seems like he's dodged a bullet now, as he's now stronger and more useful.

But at this moment, Yiwozuo didn't feel the joy of the rest of his life, he raised his head and looked at the stars in the night sky in a daze.

The images in my mind are still flickering, and the muddy memories gradually become clearer.

These inexplicable and meaningless pictures in Wu Mi's eyes are precious to him.

It was as if a gentle hand was constantly soothing him, so that he could not feel the pain in his body.

"Why... why did I become a ghost?"

"coward……"

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In the following time, Wu Mi didn't seem to be in a hurry to make any moves, and the ghosts seemed to have become quieter.

This eerie tranquility makes everyone feel wrong, and the so-called 'calm before the storm' is probably like this.

But no matter how worried they were, the members of the Ghost Killing Squad couldn't do anything about it.

All they can do is to train harder and accumulate strength so that they will have enough strength to face the coming storm.

Butterfly House.

In the courtyard, Tanjiro, who has recuperated from his injuries, is constantly waving the Japanese sword in his hand.

After witnessing the real Zhu and Kazuru's battle, Tanjiro once again understood his own weakness.

The gap between him and these people is like a natural moat, which cannot be surpassed no matter how you think about it.

As much as I hate to face it, the world really seems unfair.It seems that people's abilities are determined at birth, and there are only a very small number of geniuses. No matter how hard the remaining ones work, they will not reach such an admirable state after all.

But even so, Tanjiro was still unwilling to give up.

The track of the Rilun Saber is constantly changing, chasing memory, and the sword skills of each move and style seem to become more and more clear.

Xuan Hao, who was watching Tanjiro's practice, became a little surprised at the moment, because the sword skills Tanjiro used at the moment made him feel more and more familiar.

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