Lord of the night.

Chapter 915 The Old Devil's Comfort [Additional Chapter 42 for the Golden Alliance Crazy Man]

Because Baiwuzhou is even more perfect than Sun Wutan had imagined.

Every household was remembering Fang Che, mourning General Fang. The square was filled with incense and candles. All the buildings, all the houses, everything...

They all hung white flags.

The feeling of mourning continued to spread over Baiwu Island, and seemed to spread to the end of the sky.

Standing in the air, one could hear countless people crying and cursing the six major families. No one believed that Fang Che would do anything bad.

Some people even said: Demon? If Chief Fang is a demon, then I am willing to worship such a demon!

We are willing to believe those people, but how did we live without Chief Fang? Now you say he is a demon, so he is a demon?

Why?
Now Chief Fang has been rehabilitated, but he is no longer alive. We worship him day and night, miss him day and night, but we also curse you six families day and night!

There were even countless old ladies who put down the names of the six major families in the middle of the night, then took a kitchen knife and a chopping board, and chopped with the kitchen knife while muttering to themselves while gritting their teeth.

That is the most vicious way to curse.

Their expressions were ferocious, and they gnashed their teeth and cursed the six major families. The overwhelming resentment was almost formed in Baiwuzhou.

Sun Wutan changed his clothes and asked around.

Only then did I realize that even when people on the mainland were cursing Fang Che the most, people here had been collectively boycotting him from the very beginning.

And people all over the city were beating and scolding Fang Che.

"Hehe, it looks pretty good..."

The old devil's ferocious heart turned into soft silk almost in an instant.

All the plans to massacre the city, all the hypothetical cruel methods used along the way, were instantly forgotten.

I felt extremely relaxed and at ease, even breathing felt comfortable. Every breath of air I inhaled was so fresh and pleasant.

Sun Wutan entered the city contentedly, transformed himself into an ordinary old man, and began to walk the streets and visit various teahouses to listen to books and get news.

Listening to all kinds of remembrance, praises, and curses on the six major families, how the people of Baiwuzhou rejected the rule of the Lord of the Golden Palace, how the major restaurants and teahouses kicked out and beat up storytellers, and how so-and-so did it, everyone was beaming with joy.

Countless people sneered with disdain: "Just relying on those people, they also came to slander Mr. Fang. What do they think our Baiwuzhou is?"

"Commander Fang is the God here! The eternal God!!"

The people around cheered: "You're right! Mr. Fang is a god!"

The more Sun Wutian listened, the more satisfied he became, and the more at ease he felt.

The more I listen, the softer my heart becomes!

Even his own spirits felt lifted, and that kind of relief made the old devil a little intoxicated.

"Humph!"

Sun Wutian tried his best to sound more vicious: "You actually ruined my plan to massacre the city! This Baiwuzhou is so abominable!"

"Fuck it! I'm very angry! Very angry!"

Sun Wutan was very angry and the consequences were serious.

So the angry old devil smiled and looked kind and listened to books in Baiwuzhou for a few days.

Then, humming a tune in a very happy mood, he began to wander around the streets and alleys of Baiwuzhou.

I can never see enough, and I can never hear enough.

Then the old devil felt that this kind of city was suitable for him to live in.

I have to live here and see how bad they can get.

Finally, I chose a place and bought a house here. A big yard!

The old devil walked around for so long and found that the size was just right, the environment was the best, the settings inside were the most perfect, and the flowers, trees, rockery, flowing water and other things were all in line with his aesthetic taste.

Although the old devil has committed many evil deeds and killed countless people over the years, he also has a keen eye for beauty.

If you like a house, you can negotiate the price, because it is the place where people live. If you want to move in, they have to move out.

Before, the old devil would probably have wiped out this family with a slap, but now, the old devil was in a good mood. He felt that he had to be more civilized in Baiwuzhou.

So, I rushed up to bargain.

"Are you selling this house?"

"You are joking, old man. Someone once offered me 10 million taels of silver for my house, but I refused to sell it."

The sky is high and the emperor is far away in Baiwuzhou, so the housing prices are naturally not very expensive.

It's far inferior to the ones in Baiyunzhou. A similar yard, which is half smaller than this one, costs hundreds of millions in Baiyunzhou.

The old devil stroked his chin and thought, "If you still won't sell it for 10 million, then the price is too low."

"Well, how much can it be sold for?"

"I won't sell it no matter how much money you offer, old man. My house is well lived in, why would I sell it?" The family felt that the old man was a little mentally ill.

But the old man in front of him touched his chin and thought for a long time, then asked: "I won't sell it for 10 million... I won't sell it for 10 million, tsk... Will you sell it if I give you 1 billion?"

"..."

A moment later, Sun Wutan sat in the yard of his own house, watching the original owner's family desperately and quickly moving things out.

I’m afraid that if I move too slowly, people will not buy it.

One billion in cash! The banknotes and discounted gold are already in my pocket. Our family is rich now!
The house that was bought for two million is now sold for one billion... and the old devil is very proud.

"I'm really good at doing business. I can close deals that others can't close with just one sentence!"

Sun Wutian crossed his legs, feeling the air of Baiwuzhou, and felt that the world suddenly became beautiful.

The family got a great bargain and almost worshipped the old devil as their ancestor.

We also contacted several of the most reliable engineering teams to come and repaint the house, making sure it looks brand new.

Of course the old devil couldn't move in right away, so during the construction period he continued to wander around, listen to books, and stay in inns.

I hadn’t even lived in the new house for a single day when I received news about Feng Yun.

The old devil was so anxious that he rushed into the sky with a loud noise.

He didn't even leave an explanation.

However, there won’t be any problem with this. I guess there is no one in the entire continent who dares to default on Sun Wutan’s debt.

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Fang Che rushed all the way to the Southeast Headquarters, but received a new message halfway.

A piece of news that was extremely unexpected.

This made Fang Che stunned.

These guys are actually still alive and have contacted me.

It was Ding Jieran and others who sent the message.

"Master, please forgive me. We were chased into a forbidden area and cannot receive any news from there..."

After the seven people confessed their crimes, they naturally contacted the leader through Ding Jieran.

This is the chief protector and he holds a high position.

In the forbidden land, these seven guys finally got this rare opportunity, how could they not grab it?
We ate it until the weather warmed up, but it took too long and the meat of the Black Water Dragon Beef had gone bad...

The exposed meat of the black water dragon cattle was already full of maggots. It was really inedible, so I had to come out of it reluctantly.

Now, only a tattered shell remained of the Black Water Dragon Ox. Even its brain had been eaten clean by several people. The bones inside had been knocked out and the marrow had been eaten. The dragon balls produced by its body had also entered the space ring.

Moreover, each of the seven people had seven or eight more skins of the Black Water Sacred Bull, which they were going to make into protective clothing...

As for the others, I really can’t take that much.

When he came out, he was reluctant to leave: What a waste! Millions of pounds of meat, how much did he eat? It's a complete waste!
My belly is too small.

Feng Wanxia was so anxious when she came out.

No, I have to lose weight. My once slim body looks a little bloated now.

Gained weight!
It's not just him. Even a skinny guy like Ding Jieran now gives people the feeling of a little fat boy.

This is really...unsightly.

After coming out, I found that the world was eerily quiet. In the entire huge Forest of All Spirits, I didn't meet anyone.

They quickly contacted the leader, only to find that he had already sent so many messages, and the seven people immediately contacted Fang Che.

"You stayed in the forbidden land for so long? And you came out safely?!"

Fang Che was stunned.

Do you guys think I’ve never been to a forbidden place?
Even Bei Mingxin and others died so easily in there, how could you seven people with your small physiques survive after two months in there?

Do you think I’m an idiot?
"It's true, Master!"

The seven people swore an oath.

"What is your current level of cultivation?" Fang Che snorted. He asked this question only to express "Have you completed all the progress I stipulated before?", to add some sense of urgency and to demonstrate his authority as the leader.

Then when I'm not around, these guys can practice even harder.

But it doesn't matter.

Fang Che's eyes popped out.

"Your Highness, I am now a Saint King of the fourth rank. Mo Wang is a Saint King of the seventh rank, Long Yikong is a Saint King of the sixth rank, Feng Wanxia is a Saint King of the sixth rank, Ma Qianli is a Saint King of the fifth rank, Niu Baizhan is a Saint King of the fifth rank, and Yang Jiucheng is a Saint King of the fifth rank."

Ding Jieran was just a little bit reluctant to speak in person, but he was quite fluent and even a bit lively during the conversation.

It's obvious that this guy is a reserved type.

The reality is submissive, while the communication jade is the kind that strikes hard.

I'm talking about Ding Jieran.

After answering everyone's rank, they saw that the leader was silent. Mo Wang and others were laughing so hard that their eyebrows were not visible. Even through the communication jade, one could imagine that the leader's mouth was open like a hippopotamus.

Under the unanimous instigation of everyone, Ding Jieran even asked back: "I dare to ask, how is your cultivation, Master?"

How is my cultivation? How dare you ask!
Fang Che was speechless.

No matter what I say, I can't figure it out. I have experienced the icy and snowy Ice Sky Waterfall, the secret realm upgrade, and the pursuit of more than one million miles...

Why isn’t it as fast as them?

Although their original cultivation level is higher than mine, this wave of improvement is really a bit too big, right?

(End of this chapter)