Chapter 504: Chapter 207: Silver Dragon Body! Death Substitute Puppet

Chi Wu’s expression was grim as well.

From the looks of it, he didn’t have to be a genius to guess that Ye Yangfeng had sold the Celestial Dragon True Form Map to someone else.

In fact, it looked like he’d sold it to more than just one other party.

"Chi Wu!"

The old man leaped back to his feet, completely unscathed.

His expression was just as grim, but he swallowed his anger and said in a low voice,

"We will naturally heed Young Master Chi’s words, but what about the fact that this brat cheated me out of my Elixirs?"

Mu Shan also stood beside the old man, his face livid.

He had it far worse than the old man. Not only had he lost his Elixirs, but he’d also been a hair’s breadth away from being strung up and beaten by that Lin Longbai.

How could he possibly stomach such an insult!?

Chi Wu said flatly, "That’s because you’re idiots."

"You!"

At his words, the two men’s chests heaved with rage.

But Chi Wu’s aura was cold and ruthless, and he looked as if he would strike the moment they took a single step forward.

This immediately intimidated the two of them.

"Chi Wu, are you really going to make an enemy of us?"

Mu Shan’s face was grim, his voice laced with a veiled threat.

The Treasure Pavilion was backed by the Prison Suppression Pavilion, and the Divine Weapon Shop was backed by the Divine Sword Pavilion. Neither of these two Major Sects was much weaker than the Taiyi Sect.

If they were truly angered, even the higher-ups of the Taiyi Sect would be troubled.

"Heh, you lost money on your own deal. Instead of covering the losses yourselves, you actually think your masters are going to step in for you?"

Hearing this, Chi Wu let out a derisive laugh.

The Eastern Continent was a vast land with hundreds of nations. The outposts established by the Major Sects covered thousands upon thousands of cities. If the main sect had to step in every time one of its shops lost money,

how could they even do business?

They might as well just resort to robbery.

This remark stung both Mu Shan and the old man.

It was true. They were responsible for covering any losses their shops incurred.

But for such a huge batch of Elixirs, if they had to pay for it out of their own pockets, their entire life’s work would be for nothing!

And it might not even be enough!

"Chi Wu, we’re not the only ones this kid scammed."

Just as Mu Shan was about to speak again,

several more people emerged from the crowd—old and middle-aged, men and women.

The one thing they had in common was that their expressions were as black as soot.

When they glanced at each other, their faces darkened even further.

"You all?"

This time, the color finally drained from Chi Wu’s face.

Including Mu Shan and the old man, there were now seven of them.

And these seven people represented seven Major Sects.

’Damn it!’

’Just how many people did that bastard sell it to?’

An old woman with narrow, triangular eyes gave a sinister chuckle and then said in a cold voice, "Our demands are simple. Make that Ye Yangfeng hand over all the Elixirs!"

"Then he’ll kowtow and apologize to each and every one of us. Otherwise, we will never let this matter rest!"

Chi Wu’s brow furrowed deeply as he cursed Ye Yangfeng in his heart. ’What an insatiably greedy bastard!’

For a moment, he was at a complete loss.

"Business is business. Sometimes you profit, sometimes you lose."

"When you’re the ones profiting, you act all high and mighty. Anyone who came to your doors asking for their due was beaten away by you."

"But now that you’re the ones who’ve lost money, you come demanding it back... Tsk, tsk..."

"That’s not how the world works."

Following a light chuckle, a well-built man in a straw hat stepped out from the crowd.

The man took off his straw hat, his eyes sweeping over the seven Shopkeepers.

Then, he said slowly, "He earned it with his own skill. Why should he give it back to you?"

"Wan Qianlong!"

Mu Shan froze when he saw the man, and then his anger flared. "It was you! You’re the one who put Ye Yangfeng up to selling the technique to multiple people, weren’t you!?"

The next moment, another one of the seven erupted in anger. "So it is you, Wan Qianlong!"

"You used the same trick to cheat us thirty years ago! You must be behind this today too, right!?"

"Not quite."

"Back then, I never thought of selling it to seven or eight parties at once. I only sold it to the two of you. Thinking back on it now, I really do regret it..."

Wan Qianlong blew the dust off his straw hat before slowly putting it back on.

"If you’re going to rob someone, do it openly and honestly!"

"You want to do business, but you can’t accept taking a loss. Who do you think you are?"

"You bastard!"

Mu Shan and the others trembled with rage.

"Wan Qianlong..."

Seeing this man, Chi Wu’s heart sank.

These Shopkeepers didn’t even qualify as Outer Disciples in their respective sects. At most, they were members in name only. Many of them had never even learned their sect’s Cultivation Techniques, and their Cultivation was pitiful.

But Wan Qianlong was different!

His Cultivation was at the Spiritual Image Realm Ninth Layer.

Furthermore, he was a top-tier expert who had already refined a "Transformation Body." Here in Chishui City, Chiyun Immortal was likely the only one who could stop him.

And even that was just a possibility.

Because Wan Qianlong also hailed from a Major Sect, and the Dharma Body he had refined was a peak-tier one.

The Silver Dragon Body!

It was in no way inferior to the Eastern Continent Divine Body that Chiyun Immortal was in the process of refining.

However, rumor had it that something had gone wrong when he refined his Silver Dragon Body. He now had to bed over a dozen women every day, or else he would go berserk.

Because of this, he had spent the last several decades frequenting places of debauchery and rarely ever showed himself in public.

’To think that even he has been drawn into this...’

’How did Ye Yangfeng get tangled up with such a dangerous character?’

"Uncle Wan, what brings you here?"

Chi Wu’s expression was grim.

But he didn’t dare show any disrespect to this man.

"None of your damn business!"

Wan Qianlong shot him a glance and replied impatiently, stunning Chi Wu into silence.

"Wan Qianlong, I..."

Seeing that Mu Shan was about to speak again, Wan Qianlong’s chilling gaze swept over the group, finally settling on him.

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