Daoying

Chapter 552: Resources from Shadow Market, Heading to Haidu
Lan Lu didn't understand what was going on. Suddenly, she had an idea and took out a jade pendant, saying in surprise, "It's Lady Yiyi!"

The one who came was Yan Yiyi.

After a while, the door of the living room opened, and a woman in palace clothes walked in. She had a beautiful face with some sharp features and a faint smile on her lips.

Lan Lu hurried forward and saluted.

Yan Yiyi ignored her and walked straight to Xie Huan. She nodded elegantly and said, "We meet again, Master Xie Huan."

Xie Huan felt that her temperament had completely become feminine, without the unnaturalness from before. However, he knew her identity, so he couldn't help feeling awkward. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

"Do friends call each other adults?"

Yan Yiyi said in a delicate and strange voice.

"Let's get down to business, Fellow Daoist Yiyi."

Xie Huan was inexplicably frightened and quickly changed the subject.

Yan Yiyi smiled slightly and stretched out her jade-like palm. White light flowed on it and an iron box appeared. It was dark and heavy, inlaid with fine gems. When it was shaken, the forbidden light could be seen.

Lan Lu was curious. It seemed that Xie Huan was waiting for this iron box. She wondered what it was.

"How dare Yiyi not accomplish what the young master wants to do?"

Yan Yiyi smiled charmingly.

The iron box flew into the air and fell into Xie Huan's hands.

"All the open and hidden wires of Shadow Market in Haidu are in the iron box. Sir, you can use them whenever you need them."

Yan Yiyi's voice is like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, speaking in a gentle and leisurely manner.

Lan Lu shuddered all over and broke out in a cold sweat.

The thing given to Xie Huan at the Shadow Market was unexpectedly the same as that on the Holy Island.

This is not just a question of the value of the iron box. It also has great strategic significance for the Shadow Market. Now it is actually handed over to Xie Huan.

What's more serious is that Yan Yiyi said that Xie Huan could take it at will and use it however he wanted.

You have to know that many resources are disposable and once they are exposed, they completely lose their value.

At the same time, it will endanger the lives of a large number of secret agents deployed by Shadow Market in Haidu.

Now all of this was given to Xie Huan.

Lan Lu's breathing became heavy. She also thought of another level. Looking around the world, the only ones capable of setting up forces in Haidu are probably Holy Island and Shadow Market.

The relationship between the two ethnic groups is tense now, and such resources are extremely precious.

But now it's all in Xie Huan's hands.

What on earth was he going to do in Haidu?
Is it an assassination disk?

Lan Lu's heart was in turmoil, and her fear and dread of Xie Huan reached a whole new level.

"Thank you very much, and thank your boss for me."

Xie Huan tapped the iron box twice with his fingers and put it in his pocket.

A month ago, after defeating Yi Xin and Hai Yin, he began to make arrangements and asked Ye Bailong to send a message back to Holy Island, so that Holy Island would personally put pressure on Shadow Market.

He believed that with the layout and means of Shadow Market, there must be a hidden chess piece in Haidu. Forcing it out and controlling it in his own hands would be of great help to this trip.

as predicted.

Not only does Shadow Market have dark chess pieces, but there are also some on Holy Island.

If you don't squeeze these forces hard, how do you know how much oil you can get?

"I will bring back what you said to the boss. We haven't seen each other for a long time, right..."

Yan Yiyi said with a smile.

"Lan Lu, let's go, there's no time to lose."

Xie Huan interrupted and gave an order to Lan Lu.

"Yiyi has just arrived, and you want to leave, are you so unwelcoming?"

"Let Ye Bailong see you."

Xie Huan said this and left the hall.

Lan Lu hurried to follow.

"It's really annoying."

Yan Yiyi stomped her feet in anger.

"Master Ye..."

Yan Yiyi looked back and found that Ye Bailong had also left. She could still see the tail of the escaping light. A message came from the escaping light: "The island owner asked me to tell your boss that if Xie Huan gets into trouble on this trip, not only will he not be able to do business, but he will also have to stay on the Holy Island for five hundred to one thousand years to chat."

Yan Yiyi's face changed drastically, and all her charming look disappeared. She shouted, "Are you threatening my boss?"

"I'm just a messenger."

Ye Bailong's escape light disappeared completely.

Yan Yiyi's face was gloomy and her eyes were shifty.

With her wisdom, she immediately guessed what Holy Island meant. It was that they were worried about the Shadow Market and were afraid that they would do something secretly, so they issued a naked threat.

Why did Xie Huan make this trip?

It actually makes the Holy Island take it so seriously.

She also fell into deep thought.

……

After Xie Huan left the hall, he and Lan Lu came to a dark entrance that led directly to the lower space of the hovercraft.

There was a dead silence and dull feeling inside.

But Xie Huan could clearly sense that there were a large number of cultivators inside, their auras were very weak, and they were all sealed.

"grown ups."

Lan Lu called out softly.

"clear."

Xie Huan nodded and took out the Xiaohong Pearl. His body was instantly deformed, his white skin turned yellow, his hair was fluffy and dry, as if he hadn't washed it for a long time, his nose was flat, his lips were chapped, and there was a hint of gray and black at the corners of his mouth. His straight spine also became bent, and he looked listless, dusty, and his eyes were dull, full of fatigue and confusion.

"Bah!"

Lan Lu was startled. If Xie Huan hadn't transformed right in front of him, he would never have believed that the person in front of him was Xie Huan. Even after seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt a little dazed.

There is really no flaw, it's basically a completely different person.

"Let's do it."

Xie Huan said, even his voice became hoarse and gray.

"Yes Yes!"

Lan Lu calmed down and said tremblingly, "My lord, I am sorry."

After saying this, he made hand seals and began to chant a spell.

Rays of light appeared in the air, flew down, and sank into Xie Huan's body.

After a period of time, the spell ends.

"Sir, this is the method to remove the curse. Not only can it remove the curse on yourself, but it can also remove the curse on everyone else."

Lan Lu respectfully presented a jade bead with both hands.

Xie Huan sensed that this soul-suppressing spell did have some tricks, and it was a very tricky and subtle spell. Even if he wanted to decipher it, it would take some effort.

He took the jade pendant and put it away.

"I have to inconvenience you, sir."

Lan Lu took out a gray-black iron chain, tied Xie Huan up a few times, and dragged him down to the lower level.

……

Three days later, a strange-looking flying boat, shaped like a triangular fish, came out from the hovercraft without anyone noticing, hovered in the air in a trance, became almost transparent, plunged into the sea, and quickly disappeared.

Xie Huan and more than a hundred monks were locked in the cabin. Not only were each of them pierced with a soul-suppressing talisman, but they were also tied up with iron chains and locked in cages.

The cabin was completely silent. Everyone had a gloomy face, some were dishevelled, some had despair in their eyes, and some had their eyes closed, thinking of nothing.

A dozen Shadow Market staff members sat in the cabin, guarding them.

Xie Huan's gaze turned to a cage not far away. Inside was a monk wearing coarse linen clothes with holes and patches all over his body. He emitted a bad odor. Occasionally he turned his face, and one could see his thin expression and bloodshot eyes. Most of the time his eyes were dull and lifeless.

But this sackcloth-robed monk gave him a very strange feeling.

It's hard to tell what it is.

This feeling comes from the effect of "The Immortal's Return to the Original Nature" and Chi's future insights.

But now the spiritual power is sealed and cannot be investigated with spiritual sense.

Suddenly the cabin door was opened and a woman wearing a golden mask walked in. It was Lan Lu. She swept the entire place with a cold gaze. She was here to inspect.

The main reason is that Xie Huan is here, otherwise she would never come to such a place.

The staff of Shadow Market hurriedly stood up and saluted Lan Lu.

"How's it going?"

Lan Lu asked calmly.

"My Lord, everything is going well. Please rest assured."

One of the men replied hastily.

Lan Lu nodded and said, "Continue to guard strictly and don't make any mistakes."

She turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned back, and carefully inspected the cabin. When she passed the monk in sackcloth, she frowned, pinched her nose and said angrily: "What the hell? Why is it so smelly?"

The sackcloth-robed monk glanced at him, coughed twice, and remained silent.

"I'm asking you something!"

Lan Lu was furious and kicked him.

The cage was kicked away with a "bang" and rolled several times on the ground.

The monk staggered back and forth, then he grabbed the iron bars with both hands, and said angrily, "You locked me up for half a month, how can I not stink?"

"Haha, talking back?"

Lan Lu smiled, hooked her finger and said, "Let him out."

Two staff members immediately stepped forward, opened the cage, dragged the monk in sackcloth clothes out, kicked him several times, and cursed: "You dare to be rude to the adults, you are seeking death!"

"I'm just telling the truth, there's no need to be like this, right?"

The sackclothed monk argued in horror.

"Oh, are you telling the truth?"

Lan Lu sneered and ordered, "Beat him, beat him until I am happy."

"Yes!"

Several staff members immediately rushed forward and started punching and kicking.

There was a constant "bang bang bang" sound in the cabin.

"Hey, hey, this doesn't have to happen, does it? Stop hitting me. If you keep hitting me, I'll die and I won't be able to sell me for a good price."

The sackcloth-robed monk spoke hastily, trying desperately to block with his hands, but was soon beaten into a ball, spitting out blood.

"How much do you think you are worth? Haha, you can't even be sold at a good price. Each of you is already a slave. If I sell you individually, I can't even make back my investment. I can only make a small profit if I package you together. Do you really take yourself seriously?"

Lan Lu laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward.

Xie Huan frowned slightly. It was he who sent a message to Lan Lu to turn back and test the hemp-robed monk.

But now it seems that this sackcloth-robed monk is really going to be beaten to death, and there doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

He sent a message again: "Cut off his dick."

Lan Lu's hands trembled noticeably, and her eyes became complicated, but she regained her clarity in an instant, and said coldly, "Stop, let me do it."

A chill emerged from the palm of her right hand, slowly condensing into an ice blade, and she walked forward.

(End of this chapter)