Digging up the Lu Family’s Ancestral Grave
Netherworld Tower was located on the eastern street of Tianyuan Ancient City.
It took less than an hour.
Under Han Qingshan’s leadership, Lin Wudao came to the place.
The so-called Netherworld Tower was not as tall as its name suggested. Instead, it was just an ordinary two-story pavilion.
Moreover, it was not big!
There were coffins and many items used for funerals in the dark. It was indeed a place for dead people to do business.
“Boss, come out and welcome the guests,” Han Qingshan roared.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
...
As soon as he finished speaking, heavy footsteps were heard. A man who was more than three meters tall and had a body as strong as a wild Tyrannosaurus strode out.
The muscles all over his body tightened, revealing an explosive strength!
In his large hand was an ancient blade the size of a door, and his entire person exuded a monstrous, fierce aura.
“Old Han, you’re here?”
Seeing Han Qingshan, the man, who looked like a wild Tyrannosaurus, grinned.
However, coupled with his fierce appearance, he always gave people a terrifying feeling of killing intent, making people shiver.
Lin Wudao’s impression of him was that he was born to be fierce!
Furthermore, his strength was as Han Qingshan had described. Moreover, he had already reached the late Paramita realm and was much stronger than the Deputy Governors of the Demon Subduing Division.
[ Name: Zhao Mang ]
[ Identity: Owner of Netherworld Tower ]
[ Cultivation: Later stage of Paramita realm ]
[ Physique: Ancient Barbarian King physique ]
[ Talent: Barbarian King’s possession ]
[ Cultivation Technique: Ancient Dragon-Capturing Scripture (Volume One) ]
[ Skills: Dragon-Capturing Hand, Overlord Blade Technique, Demon-Ox Fist ]
[ Item: Demon Slayer ]
[ Note: Lin Daoshan’s loyal follower! ]
...
With the help of God’s Spiritual Eye, all the information about Zhao Mang was displayed.
After reading it, Lin Wudao could not help but secretly nod.
“He is indeed a genius,” he praised.
Compared to Zhao Mang, his aptitude was so wrong.
“Zhao Mang, let me introduce you. This is the Young Master, Lin Wudao.”
“He has succeeded old Master’s position as the Lord of the Demon Hunter Hall. He has also killed a demon and ten Netherworld Devil Sect masters in Prince Li Yang’s residence.”
“Right now, the Young Master lacks human resources. So why don’t you...” Han Qingshan hinted madly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mang’s fierce eyes immediately fell on Lin Wudao.
Boom!
Without any explanation, he suddenly threw a punch.
The mighty fist energy caused the air to explode!
Zhao Mang had only used 70% of his strength in this punch, but even an ordinary Paramita realm cultivator could not withstand it.
“Zhao Mang, what are you doing?” Han Qingshan cried out in shock.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with anger and anxiety.
Just as he was about to shout at Zhao Mang to stop him, Lin Wudao punched him.
Bang!
In the air, there was a sharp explosion.
The punch landed, and Zhao Mang’s body was instantly sent flying.
At the same time, the fierce and unparalleled fist energy directly tore the items in Netherworld Tower into pieces. Even the entire Netherworld Tower was punched through.
“Hiss, he’s stronger than the Lord!”
Zhao Mang stood up from the ruins, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Lin Wudao.
Thump!
After examining him for a while, he immediately knelt on the ground.
“Zhao Mang pays his respects to the Young Master!”
“I’ve offended you. So please don’t blame me, Young Master,” he said in a low, muffled voice.
...
Zhao Mang believed that his strength was supreme!
Even if Lin Wudao were Lin Daoshan’s son, he would never give in if he did not admire him.
Geniuses had their pride!
“Get up.”
Lin Wudao smiled faintly.
He was impressed with Zhao Mang’s talent and strength.
There was still a lot of room for growth in the future!
“Lord, what is your current strength?”
“Can you guess?”
“I’ve already cultivated to the later stage of the Paramita realm. However, even if I only used 70% of my strength, it’s not something that an ordinary Paramita realm cultivator can withstand.”
“Lord, not only did you take a punch from me, you even sent me flying. Your strength is at least at the final stage of the Paramita realm or even the peak of the Paramita realm.”
...
Zhao Mang’s eyes were burning.
Lin Wudao smiled but did not say anything.
“Since you’ve chosen to follow me, close the Netherworld Tower. Then, pack up and move with me to the Demon Subduing Division.”
“Alright!” Zhao Mang nodded and said.
He prepared to go and pack up.
Just as he turned around, a mysterious person came to Netherworld Tower.
“Is the shop owner here?”
Looking in the direction of the voice, a man in a black cloak and a ghost mask appeared before them.
His entire body exuded a strange aura.
“What do you want?”
Zhao Mang’s brows furrowed as he examined the mysterious man in front of him.
His intuition told him that the person in front of him was not simple!
Similarly, Lin Wudao also sized up the cloaked man with a strange expression.
“I have a big business deal worth one million low-grade spiritual stones. I wonder if Boss Zhao is interested?”
What?
A business deal worth a million low-grade spiritual stones?
Hearing this, Zhao Mang could not help but be shocked.
He had opened his shop in Tianyuan Ancient City for ten years but had never come into contact with such a big business. Now that he was about to close his shop, he suddenly visited.
“What kind of big business?”
“Well...”
The cloaked man glanced at Lin Wudao, seemingly unwilling to say more.
Seeing this, Lin Wudao did not take it to heart. Instead, he beckoned Han Qingshan and walked out of Netherworld Tower.
“Can you tell me now?”
Zhao Mang’s tone was low.
He sensed that this so-called big business was unusual.
“I heard that Boss Zhao specializes in the business of dead people and is extremely powerful. I wonder if you are interested in the Lu family’s ancestral grave?”
What?
Dig up the Lu family’s ancestral grave.
Zhao Mang’s eyes widened when he heard this.
The Lu family was one of the most powerful families in Tianyuan Ancient City!
It is said that it has been passed down for more than a thousand years.
His ancestor, Lu Cangmang, was now a cultivator who had perfected the Paramita realm. Moreover, he was only slightly weaker than the Governor of the Demon Subduing Division, Zhao Xuanxiao.
With such strength, he was an expert!
With Zhao Mang’s late-stage Paramita realm cultivation, he would overestimate himself by trying to dig up someone else’s ancestral grave.
“What, are you scared, Boss Zhao?”
The mysterious man seemed to have seen through Zhao Mang’s shock and could not help but sneer.
Zhao Mang sneered in response.
“I’m indeed afraid!”
“The ancestor of the Lu family, Lu Cangmang, is a cultivator who has perfected the Paramita realm. Do you think I can dig up his ancestral grave with my strength? That’s simply death!”
“If you want to die, don’t drag me down with you!”
“I don’t want to do this business,” he said.
Zhao Mang was ready to chase him away.
However, the mysterious man chuckled as if everything was within his expectations.
“Lu Cangmang is currently in closed-door cultivation. He has reached the most critical moment. He will only come out after at least three days.”
“Now is the best time!”
“Tonight at midnight, I’ll be waiting for Boss Zhao at Coiling Dragon Ridge.”
Then, the man did not care about Zhao Mang’s response. He turned into a black shadow and disappeared.
Zhao Mang sneered coldly.
“Sneaky man. You seem like trouble!”
“The Lu family’s ancestral grave is most likely a trap. So how can I fall for your trick?”
He walked out of the door while cursing.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Lin Wudao walked out of an alley.
“You’re done?”
“Yes, I met a madman! I don’t know what it is, but it wants to invite me to dig up the Lu family’s ancestral grave. But, of course, that’s simply seeking death.”
“Did you agree?”
“How is that possible? This is a trap. Why would I be fooled? Besides, my Netherworld Tower is already closed, so why should I care about those things?” Zhao Mang said, shaking his head.
As he said this, a faint trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.
“This person is definitely from the Lu family!”
“How did you know?” Lin Wudao asked.
“I’ve been to the Lu family’s residence once and smelled a unique fragrance there. That person just now happened to have the same smell.”
“Although the fragrance is very light and ordinary people can’t detect it, I’m born with a keen sense of smell. So I’m sensitive to smell.”
“Therefore, there’s a high possibility that the person is from the Lu family!” Zhao Mang said honestly.
Hearing this, Lin Wudao smiled.
“You’re right. That person is indeed from the Lu family!”
“He’s the ninth young master of the Lu family, Lu Yunsheng...”
The good-for-nothing Lu Yunsheng?
Zhao Mang’s eyes widened.
“Since he’s from the Lu family, why would he want to dig up his family’s ancestral grave? Are you crazy?”
“It’s probably for revenge...”
Revenge?
Zhao Mang was even more confused.
He could not figure out the deep hatred between Lu Yunsheng and the Lu family!
“If you want to know, why don’t you go to Coiling Dragon Ridge tonight and take a look?”
Lin Wudao’s calm voice said.
What?
He wanted to see Lu Yunsheng dig up the ancestor’s grave.
Hearing this, Zhao Mang’s interest was piqued, and he rubbed his palms together in excitement.
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