Devour

Chapter 221: The Rebellious Son's Turn

It was a completely different situation when it came to the Bloodline Holy Book. There were more than ten bidding sheets in the bidding box.

The big guys present were competing with each other, the bidding was so fierce and the bids were so high that it was frightening. This must be one of the reasons why they were eager to sell the Qingguang Bronze Mother in exchange for funds.

Among them, the one who offered the highest bid was Gou Shangniang, who offered as much as 800 million taels of gold. She was so wealthy that she surpassed all the other bidders.

Compared to the Qiongqi Continent, billions of money were spent like water. Ordinary people couldn't imagine the huge amount. No wonder Ningxiang and Yunjuan tried so hard to raise funds.

Only when it came to us did we realize that the reality was still underestimated.

Eight hundred million taels is equivalent to 40,000 tons of gold. No secular country can afford such a huge mountain of gold.

Cheng Bai pondered, "Saint Gou pretended to be conservative and underestimated. She only said it was a Wu Yuan top grade when she appraised it for others, but she offered a higher grade. Since Li Tong likes this book, it must be good. If she wants it, she must get it."

He offered 810 million taels of gold and put the bid into the bid box.

Just after finishing his work, he looked up and saw An Yiren walking in. He greeted him, "Nice to meet you, Dabai. Have you had your meal?"

Cheng Bai said casually: “Yi Ren is polite, I’m just going to use it.”

An Yiren saw that the clerk of Xianhua Pavilion was about to come over to seal the bids one by one, so he calmly put the newly filled-in bid form into the five bid boxes numbered 407 to 411.

Cheng Baifenghuang caught it clearly. He bid 3,200 taels of gold for each standard box. He couldn't help but feel lucky: "Fortunately, the price was slightly higher, leaving some room. An Yiren grasped it accurately and seized a few standard boxes for speculation. Unfortunately, he has no chance."

The moonlight climbed up the treetops dimly, and its silver light sprinkled on the earth. Cheng Bai arrived at the Wangfu Bridge in the east of the city as promised.

Legend has it that the Northern Wei Kingdom had gone through many wars many years ago. Whenever the soldiers of Qian'an City marched across the stone bridge over the Hongxiu River on the outskirts of the city and rushed towards the distant horizon, the soldiers' families were worried. They gathered at the bridge with melancholy mood, watching their loved ones go away with tears in their eyes.

On the day of departure, when no one knew whether it would be auspicious or inauspicious, lonely women would often wake up in the middle of the night, stand on the bridge, and gaze at the mountains in the distance, to dispel their feelings of longing for separation.

With the anticipation year after year and day after day, the ancient stone bridge left behind the beautiful name of Wangfu Bridge and became a historical legend.

Cheng Bai stood on the bridge, with a broad view. He felt the breeze on his face, overlooked the flowing river, and saw more and more twinkling lights in the distance. It was quiet and deserted all around.

After waiting for a long time, the first hour of the Xu had passed, but the woman still didn't come.

Cheng Bai shrugged his nose, and a strange stench of corpse was carried in the wind.

With the rhythmic footsteps and humming coming closer and closer, two barefoot men wearing ghost masks came running towards them, carrying a thick wooden stick on their shoulders, with a person inside the stick.

Cheng Bai noticed that the scene was strange and secretly watched from hidden place.

There was a big hole in the chest of the man with the stick. The long wooden stick had pierced through it, but no blood flowed out. He seemed to be leisurely being carried in a sedan chair, shaking his head and singing loudly: "Unfilial piety breeds disobedience, greed and anger lead to loss of morality, lack of kindness leads to viciousness, and lack of benevolence gives rise to demons."

Cheng Bai felt his scalp tingling, because the person whose chest was pierced by the long stick was Jiang Cheng who died in the Death Boat Secret Realm yesterday. Now he was hanging on the stick and dancing.

The stone pier at the end of the bridge facing Jiang Cheng trembled slightly, and suddenly the earth and rocks splashed everywhere. A figure broke away from the earth escape and jumped out of the ground, shouting, "What bad luck, I actually hit a rock."

The figure was Mo Ruyu holding a black-gold dagger.

Jiang Cheng screamed faintly, "Rebellious son! I raised you with great difficulty, but you turned your kindness into hatred and put me to death. Pay my life!"

Mo Ruyu shouted, "You bastard, you killed my biological parents, treated me as a slave, sold me at low prices time and again, and then found out that I had extraordinary talents, and killed the buyers to get me back. You pretended to be my adopted son, and you wanted to control my life with false family affection, treating me as a pawn. You deserve to be killed."

Jiang Cheng said in a tearful voice: "Rebellious son, you are surrounded by enemies in the gang struggle. It is not easy to survive in the cracks. I treated you as my own child and protected you until now, but you forgot your roots and betrayed me. Give me back my life."

Mo Ruyu angrily said, "I swallowed my anger and pretended to be stupid and grateful. I was thinking about grinding you to ashes all the time. I even gave up on other famous sects who wanted to take me as a disciple. If there is anyone I hate the most in the world, it must be you."

Jiang Cheng bared his teeth and said, "You rebellious son, you stole my position as the leader and took my assets. You are an ungrateful person. Pay with your life."

Cheng Bai had studied the ventriloquism in Yang's Neijing, and he observed and found a clue: "Jiang Cheng has not been resurrected, but is just a dead body hanging on a stick, and two men with ghost faces are using ventriloquism to transmit their voices, pretending to be Jiang Cheng's voice."

Even so, what we saw was a miracle.

Mo Ruyu had already noticed something was wrong and shouted, "You are just pretending. It is definitely not Jiang Cheng who is talking. He is already dead. To be so clever... could it be a master from the Wuliang Sect? When did our Shengmin Gang offend you?"

Cheng Bai remembered: "Yesterday in the Death Boat Secret Realm, the team that threw out a chamber pot and got a share of the treasure, weren't they the disciples of Wuliang?"

Jiang Cheng was still shouting: "Rebellious son, kneel down and die quickly, and repay my life with your blood!"

The two men with grimace faces kept walking and approached Mo Ruyu quickly.

Mo Ruyu's eyes were cold as he waved the dagger in all directions, killing with every step and stabbing with every shadow, moving like a ghost.

Cheng Bai saw that the dagger moves looked familiar. He had seen Sha Qianyin in the records of the inheritance magic cube. He couldn't help but think, "The small Shengmin Gang actually has superb martial arts skills, while Jiang Cheng's skills are mediocre... No, it should be said that the emperor's sons are all extraordinary. They hide in a dark and gloomy place, but Mo Ruyu has also gained a great opportunity."

However, the two men with ghost faces had much higher cultivation level. They carried Jiang Cheng's corpse, jumped and ran, moving forward and backward, and moving back and forth while the black jade daggers were flying and killing moves were being used. Unexpectedly, not even a piece of their clothes was scratched by the blades.

Cheng Bai observed for a moment. The man with the ghost face completely treated Mo Ruyu as a child. Jiang Cheng on the stick kept shouting, "Rebellious son, you know that you are the blood of the emperor's son. Your wolfish ambitions can no longer be restrained. You took advantage of my unpreparedness to attack me secretly, plotting to usurp the throne. You are disobedient and rebellious. You shall not die well!"

Cheng Bai secretly wiped his sweat, thinking to himself: "Good news doesn't go out, but bad news travels a thousand miles. It seems that the name of the weakest prince has spread all over the world, and he has found an easy target so quickly."

Mo Ruyu was in a disadvantageous situation, but she did not show any weakness and retorted: "I have heard for a long time that the Wuliang Sect has passed down the tradition, and has cultivated a ghost-like body, which is not inferior to the innate talent of the genius, and ranks among the top nine sects and ten schools. The young sect master and the guardian hall master can't beat me even if they fight two against one. How amazing."

Jiang Cheng continued to chatter: "Rebellious son, today I will kill you, a heartless and treacherous person, and restore peace to the world!"

The corpse was shaken left and right by the two men with ghost faces, and it punched and kicked like a living person. One of them kicked Mo Ruyu, making him stagger.

Cheng Bai thought to himself, "The two people from the Wuliang Sect are obviously more powerful than him, but they are not in a hurry to kill them all. They just use Jiang Cheng's body to fight under the banner of justice. Even if there are masters who favor Mo Ruyu and want to stand up for him, they will naturally not intervene because they are in the wrong situation and will most likely turn around and leave. This is the only way to kill someone and destroy his heart."

It should be known that the emperor's son is blessed with good fortune and should not be underestimated. It is inevitable that he has hidden tricks to protect him. It is a safer approach to use the righteous power of heaven to break and kill him.

Mo Ruyu's dagger-stabbing skills are superb, but his cultivation is still shallow. Under the opponent's psychological and physical suppression, the situation is not good.

There are two choices now. One is to let the Wuliangmen continue to play and torture Mo Ruyu to death. The other is to intervene.

What reason is there to intervene?

It was none of Cheng Bai's business. Moreover, a rebellious son killing his father was against filial piety and was intolerable by heaven.

But Cheng Bai took action.

Why do we need a reason to take action?

Cheng Bai just felt that Mo Ruyu was not a bad person, and he also wanted to know the clues about the origin of the seeds of the Five Extreme Treasure Tree, that was all.

Two sniper bullets were fired in succession, breaking the two ends of the wooden sticks that the two men with ghost faces were holding. Jiang Cheng's body lost its support and fell to the ground suddenly with a thud, unable to move.

The ghost-faced man in front saw someone attacking secretly and shouted hurriedly: "Who is this master? We are chivalrous men, seeking justice for Gang Leader Jiang Cheng, please do not interfere with the righteous master's extermination of evil and demons."