Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The entire street fell silent for an instant. All the Jiang family members present stared at this scene with wide eyes and shock.

Looking at the three Qiangu from the Jiang family, they actually saluted the young man respectfully and called him "Sir."

"This, this...how is this possible?" Jiang Liu and Jiang Wu turned pale with fright, and fear arose in their hearts.

What is the origin of this young man? Let their family heads and elders address them as “sir.”

On the iron plate!

The two people understood instantly, like a thunderbolt from the blue, their heads were buzzing, and then they were so frightened that they lowered their heads and dared not look at Xiang Chen.

The disciples of the Jiang family who were just about to deal with Xiang Chen were all pale with fright, lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"No courtesy." Xiang Chen said indifferently.

"Thank you, sir."

After the three people thanked them, they dared to straighten up.

Xiang Chen looked at Jiang Liu and Jiang Wu and sneered, "How about the person I called?"

The two of them suddenly knelt down, lying on the ground, not daring to speak.

Although they didn't know where Xiang Chen came from, the two of them could tell that Xiang Chen's status could probably crush them to death like ants. Even their family leader didn't dare to say a word for them and had to apologize.

"What's going on?" Jiang Langtao frowned and looked at the people around him.

"Family, head of the family, you deserve to die. Just now we were blind and offended this... sir."

Jiang Wu knelt on the ground and answered truthfully, extremely frightened.

Hearing this, Jiang Langtao's heart burned with anger. The lives of the Jiang family were in the hands of this young man. I must treat him with all due respect. Don't you dare to offend me.

"Forget it, young people are a little angry about little things, so don't worry about it."

Just as Jiang Langtao was about to get angry, Xiang Chen waved his hand, and Feng Qingyun passed by calmly.

Jiang Liu and Jiang Wu burst into tears when they heard this, and felt relieved. This gentleman obviously didn't care too much about them and wanted to let them go.

Jiang Langtao snorted coldly at these people and said: "This master will be the most distinguished guest of our Jiang family from now on. When you see him, you are not allowed to show any slightness. Since the master does not care about the faults of the villain, I will not care about you anymore." , go back and maintain order."

"Yes, yes, thank you sir, thank you, head of the family."

After hearing this, these people quickly retreated in fear, as if they had just walked through the gate of hell.

"A bunch of ignorant cucumbers, thank you for not caring about them." Jiang Langtao said, cupping his fists.

"Everyone has been young. Fortunately, I have a better temper now."

Xiang Chen was old-fashioned and walked with his hands behind his back and asked, "How are you preparing for the birthday banquet?"

Jiang Langtao and the other three followed respectfully behind them. This scene made countless Jiang family disciples shocked and suspicious of Xiang Chen's identity.

Even the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty might not be able to make their family head so humble.

Jiang Langtao said respectfully: "Everything has been prepared for the birthday banquet. Now the people coming to congratulate us are all the forces under our Jiang family. In the afternoon, people from the four major families will officially arrive."

Xiang Chen nodded: "Very good, everything goes as planned."

"Yes, I will take you to see the supplies first."

Jiang Langtao was referring to the batch of materials they robbed from the Ba Tian Sect.

Xiang Chen, Kui Xi, and Zhuge Yuan, led by Jiang Langtao and others, went deep into the Jiang family, and soon came to a heavily guarded pagoda.

This pagoda is a hundred feet high, shrouded in light, and the entrance is guarded by a large number of strong men.

This is the treasure house of the Jiang family.

Entering the tower, the first floor of the tower is an extremely open hall, with only some ordinary goods placed inside. The real Jiang family treasures are on the upper floors.

Enter the first floor and come to a small room in the corner.

When you enter this small room, it looks like it is just a guest room, with a wooden toilet and some groceries inside.

The toilet has been around since ancient times. As the name suggests, it is a wooden bucket for urinating while squatting.

There is an inconspicuous bulge on the back wall of Chu Gong's room.

Jiang Langtao pressed the bulge, and a formation pattern appeared in the wall with a rumble.

He placed a jade talisman in his hand on the formation diagram, and the array diagram's light disappeared into the wall. The wall disappeared directly, and a passage appeared, which led to the underground.

"The batch of supplies we grabbed is down there. The news has passed and we haven't had time to distribute them yet." Jiang Langtao said respectfully.

"It's quite hidden."

Xiang Chen pinched his nose and went down the passage.

The passage is very deep, extending underground, reaching an open basement thousands of meters underground.

This basement is no less than tens of thousands of square meters, and it is filled with spiritual stones, goods, etc.

There are boxes of spiritual stones. There are hundreds of millions of high-grade spiritual stones, and tens of millions of top-grade spiritual stones.

These spiritual stones radiate the energy of the sea, and they are all sea spiritual stones produced on the seabed.

There are also many elixirs from the sea, such as sea ginseng and sea urchin.

The Batian Sect is so wealthy, and their resources come from all over the world. The Batian Mansion from all over the world collects resources, and must dedicate a certain amount of resources every few years.

Not counting the resources obtained from outside the territory.

It is precisely because of these many resources that the Tyrant Sect has been able to cultivate so many sect disciples to become talents. It can also issue an immortal crystal to its core disciples every ten years, a large number of top-quality spiritual stones, and support the Tyrant Army of nearly ten million people.

"There are so many, no wonder you would take risks and rob. This batch of resources can support the development efforts of your entire Jiang family for a few decades."

Xiang Chen was surprised by so many resources.

Jiang Langtao sighed in his heart. Because of these resources, the Jiang family also became Xiang Chen's slaves.

"Originally, we didn't dare to have the idea of ​​enshrining the Tyrant Sect. It was Wang Dongheng who took the initiative to contact us and planned such a trick of guarding and stealing and finally blaming it on the Hai Clan. At about five minutes, we thought, with him as the master of the palace, we can do it. Internal response, then there must be no problem before we dare to take the risk."

Jiang Langtao smiled bitterly.

Xiang Chen glanced at him and said: "The Sword Shark Pirates are also the people you invited."

Jiang Langtao nodded, secretly sighing at Xiang Chen's sharp mind, and said: "The Sword Shark Pirates were invited by us to put on a show for you. I knew you would come, but who knew you were so powerful and killed the Sword Shark directly."

Xiang Chen looked at him and sneered: "Secondly, acting, you may not have the intention to really kill Wang Dongheng, and then take the bulk of it, killing people and silencing them."

Jiang Langtao was shocked and lowered his head slightly. Yes, they did have such a plan.

They cheated on the Black King Dongheng, and then gave Jiansha a small portion of the profits as rewards. The Jiang family maximized their profits and also eliminated the mouths that robbed the offerings.

In the end, if the Sword Shark Pirates are destroyed and who is the real culprit of the robbery, all of this will be blamed on the Sea Tribe.

It's a pity that Xiang Chen and the others have such big loopholes in their seemingly seamless plan. If one step fails, everything will be lost.