Chapter 114: That Easterner must be helped by Ghost Gods!

Nierbo, in the industrial zone on the outskirts of Jiade City.

Thanks to the investors from the East who have come here to invest and set up factories.

This place, which was originally on the verge of becoming a ghost town, has gradually gained vitality, and with it, many small vendors have appeared, spontaneously forming a small market outside the Industrial Zone.

The number of people throughout Jiade City whose lives have improved thanks to the dividends of Eastern investment has also gradually increased.

At noon, on the top floor of an office building in the industrial zone.

Registered Disciple Huang Zong sits in the boss's chair, staring blankly at the large screen in front of him.

It looks like... he seems to be daydreaming.

But in fact, Huang Zong has suddenly experienced a flash of inspiration, entering a state of internal observation, and is currently comprehending his own Qi circulation route.

And through a certain mysterious and indescribable feeling, he is constantly fine-tuning the Qi circulation route to subtly align with his own constitution.

This is a major feature of the Martial Dao Divine Skill, Health Preservation Technique; after all, when it comes to health preservation, every person has different details.

The areas that need to be exercised and the intensity naturally differ as well.

It is just that to reach this state of subtle alignment, there are not many martial artists in the Cultivation World who practice this technique capable of achieving it.

That Huang Zong and the others were able to step into this realm so quickly can only be attributed to having latched onto a powerful backer, and the fact that the Pot Heaven is upgrading so fast that the overall environment is simply too good.

Under that level of Spirit Qi concentration, even if one has a trash constitution, as long as one practices martial arts, one can advance by leaps and bounds!

Suddenly, his mobile phone vibrated slightly, disturbing Huang Zong's comprehension.

He frowned slightly, then saw that it was a friend he knew quite well in his circle, so he answered the call.

After exchanging greetings, the other party got to the point:

"Old Huang, I heard that you've been learning a lot of good things from the Grandmaster lately!"

"I've seen all those videos and pictures in your Moments; we are extremely envious of your complexion."

"It's like this... I have a friend whose kidneys and waist have been bothering him lately, and he went to the hospital, but it didn't have much effect."

"I wonder if that Grandmaster on your side..."

The other party didn't finish, waiting for Huang Zong's reply.

Having floated and sunk in the business world for so many years, and knowing this person inside and out, how could Huang Zong not know that the "friend" this person spoke of was himself!

But since it concerns something truly mysterious, Huang Zong would not casually agree as he would when introducing those other grandmasters, but instead shook his head slightly and said:

"You still don't see it clearly; do you think these are the charlatan grandmasters who use psychological suggestion just by bowing and giving a red envelope?"

"If you are truly interested, you can come to Nierbo to see for yourself. There are many things I cannot say, but as a long-time friend, I recommend that you come in person."

"You will thank me once you come!"

As Huang Zong said this, his subsequent words began to become all sorts of riddles and vague talk.

When he finally hung up the phone, the boss on the other end, whose assets were no less than Huang Zong's, rubbed his thinning hair, opened a world map, and found the completely unremarkable Nierbo.

He had his smart assistant find recent relevant news, and soon his eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed reports related to the local temple.

One was the phantom of the giant tree that suddenly appeared.

The second was a certain temple in Jiade City that suddenly held Dharma Assemblies continuously and attracted many well-known masters who were even willing to pay to join.

In addition, there were rumors of a temple Ghost God finding a Saintess and then, in front of everyone, taking her into the Void where she disappeared...

"This is the place Old Huang and the others went to..."

"Could it be that those supernatural things on the internet recently are actually true?"

This boss instinctively still didn't quite believe it.

Compared to the mysterious appearance and the manifestation of the extraordinary in the human world.

He even preferred to believe that Huang Zong and the others had been kidnapped.

And now they wanted to trick him into going there to be kidnapped too!

However, he was not an ordinary person without any connections or resources, and it was easy for him to confirm the living status of Huang Zong and the others during this period through his connections.

After all, besides going to attend mysterious gatherings, Huang Zong and the others still interacted frequently outside, and there were even times when they ran back to handle local affairs before going over again.

Hesitant, this boss turned his gaze to the thermos cup soaking a medicinal packet.

These medicinal packets that can be soaked in water are currently the business that Huang Zong and the others have set up in Nierbo that most attracts these wealthy people who have some power but not much.

Although they were just trial products, he did indeed feel good after drinking them, and previously, for the sake of safety, they had undergone multiple tests, which also confirmed that there were no small tricks commonly used by grandmasters and charlatans inside.

For example, some wizards who are very effective at curing illnesses often soak Spirit Talismans in various antibiotics in advance, and to ensure efficacy, they soak whatever is potent.

After patients drink this talisman water and are given psychological suggestion to have a good sleep... let me tell you, most of them can be effective!

As for those that aren't effective, those who know how to do it will naturally refund the money and apologize, then say their Dharma Power is insufficient, etc., and they can still keep their Golden Body intact and continue to make money!

As for those who don't know how and are muddle-headed, they usually reflect in prison, which also allows people like them to know the mystery behind it.

But this medicinal packet is different!

Clearly, the medicinal materials are all common drugs.

But after soaking in water and drinking it, it actually gave him a feeling that his Essence, Spirit, and Qi had all been replenished.

He also has shares in some medical companies and has also had people try to produce medicinal packets with the exact same proportions.

But drinking them felt like drinking nothing at all.

And if he drank too much, he would even get diarrhea!

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

He drank the hot water in the thermos in one go.

Once again, he felt the illusion of that faint heat flowing through his whole body.

After cursing a few vulgarities, this boss ordered his secretary to book him a flight to Nierbo!

During this period, there were quite a few who made the same choice as this boss, but some chose to go in person, while others sent trusted nephews or younger relatives to go.

Huang Zong also took a sip of the hot water that had been soaking for a long time at the same time.

Feeling that warmth, Huang Zong shook his head slightly, thinking this small benefit was far worse than the tea personally poured by Shu Daoren that he drank at the Burial Ground!

Thinking of that tea, Huang Zong couldn't help but swallow his saliva as if by reflex.

Then Huang Zong saw a message come in on his phone; it was that old friend who had been persuaded by him and was willing to come over to take a look.

Huang Zong smiled, took a notebook out of the drawer, and put a checkmark next to that friend's name.

Another god of wealth was coming to support their great cause of exorcism!

After finishing this, Huang Zong rubbed his forehead and said in a low voice:

"It is thanks to Daoist Master agreeing to let us sell these medicine packets so that he could raise more manpower and resources."

"Otherwise, without some real goods to bring out, those guys, each as cunning as a ghost, wouldn't be so easy to talk to."

The medicine packets that Huang Zong and the others had been selling recently were indeed made of common medicinal herbs.

It was just that their origin was from the Cultivation World.

They were mainly used as auxiliary materials for the young Daoist Zhou Xuan to refine Blood Qi Pills and Peiyuan Pills.

After most of the medicinal potency was extracted and they became dregs, Su Ping experimented and discovered that perhaps because the herbs came from the Cultivation World, or because they had been permeated by the Spirit Qi of the Pot Heaven during the alchemy furnace refining process.

If these dregs were taken by mortals, they could have some health-preserving effects.

So, Su Ping had a flash of inspiration and extracted these dregs of herbs that also existed on Water Blue Star to put the waste to use.

After handing them over to Huang Zong and the other five, letting them conduct small-scale trials in high-end circles through their respective connections.

Sure enough, it had already formed a certain reaction in the circles of the wealthy.

If one could use a rating, it would definitely be rave reviews, with a repurchase rate exceeding ninety-nine percent!

And as for those gods of wealth who had been fooled into coming to Nierbo, then realized that the mysterious was truly real, and decided to increase their investment.

Su Ping did not have any plans to expand the number of Registered Disciples of the Burial Ground for the time being.

After all, things in this world are not as cherished once they become too common.

Su Ping's plan was to have Huang Zong and the others set up a contribution ranking, where those on the list would be given some benefits every month or two based on their ranking, such as the purchase quantity of medicine dregs packets, and so on.

Su Ping was not afraid that these gods of wealth wouldn't take the bait.

According to Huang Zong, these people were already so poor that they only had money left; if money could buy health and a high-quality life, these people were truly not afraid of the price being too high... Of course, one couldn't really ask for an exorbitant price; a steady stream of small gains was the win-win way to play.

Furthermore, according to Huang Zong's guess, this group of fellow travelers who came definitely had plans to act as intermediaries.

And this was exactly what Huang Zong and the others were happy to see; such people were the main force of early consumption, and in order to maintain their money-making channels, their subjective initiative could be raised another level!

"It's fine for now, but in a while, once this Body Tempering tea bag is accepted even by those most cautious people who can't find any side effects."

"I'm going to be busy as hell on my end."

"Sigh, it's all for the future development of the Burial Ground; I can only entrust this fat body of mine to the great cause of the sect!"

Huang Zong sighed, then began to practice boxing in his office.

Ever since he learned martial arts, Huang Zong's hobbies had changed from eating, drinking, and gambling to eating, drinking, and practicing martial arts.

Meanwhile, in a shooting range converted from an abandoned factory within the Industrial Zone.

Lu Daheng was practicing his marksmanship.

Relying on the five senses gained from practicing martial arts.

Lu Daheng's performance made the expressions of the several coaches hired at high salaries quite spectacular.

It was only a short few weeks of training.

In the eyes of these coaches, Lu Daheng had gone from a rookie to a seasoned veteran, and then from a veteran to a sharpshooter.

Now he had even directly turned into a shooting champion who should be going to win glory for the country!

And what made these coaches' scalps tingle even more was that this Lu Daheng didn't just reach this level with one type of weapon.

But whether it was pistols, rifles, or various modified individual weapons.

He could familiarize himself with them at a speed visible to the naked eye during training and then achieve an astonishing hit rate.

"The weapons I bought this time are quite good; they are very comfortable to use."

Lu Daheng took off his earmuffs and placed the two submachine guns that had finished their ammunition on the shooting range bar.

Then, after sending a message.

Before long, the arms dealer behind Lu Daheng revealed a smile; it was a communication seeing that his trusted aide had received the final payment.

Then these people crowded around with Lu Daheng, preparing to go to other venues to continue building their relationship.

Leaving behind a few coaches looking at those targets, doubting their lives.

"Is this a natural-born shooter? I don't think he should be here; he should go participate in competitions..."

"I... I have some doubts about those local rumors; Old Li, I plan to go take a look at that temple when I'm off tomorrow..."

Lu Daheng and the arms dealers went to the best hotel in Jiade City.

Then, after being wined and dined and letting the secretary drive back to the Industrial Zone.

On the road, Lu Daheng discovered that they had suddenly been surrounded by more than a dozen dilapidated jeeps and Humvees.

"What's the situation!"

Lu Daheng was slightly startled, and while somewhat surprised, he immediately sent out an alert via satellite phone.

He discovered that at this moment, his mind was exceptionally calm.

He took a weapon case out from under the seat, and in a moment's time, he had assembled an automatic rifle that could be loaded with special high-power ammunition after modification.

At the same time, he also checked the two pistols on his person.

Because his strength was sufficient, these two pistols, which Lu Daheng had specially customized, were both large-caliber pistols even more exaggerated than a Desert Eagle.

The gun bodies were gilded and engraved with exorcism scriptures.

Lu Daheng did it for no other reason than to satisfy the hot-blooded fantasies of his youth.

Just as he was planning to make a final stand if he truly couldn't escape!

The voice of Shu Daoren suddenly rang in the ear of Lu Daheng, telling him to go ahead and do whatever he wanted to do!

He, Shu Daoren, was watching him! Absolute Shelter would guarantee his safety!

Thus, just as someone in the pursuing jeep took out a loudspeaker and began to shout, indicating that they only wanted to invite Boss Lu to a certain place for a brief chat.

At the same time, when several soldiers on the open tops of the Humvees raised their Automatic Rifles, intending to fire warning shots.

They were surprised to find the door of the target vehicle suddenly open!

Then, a nimble figure leaped onto the roof of the car like a lingering shadow.

Before these puzzled soldiers could see clearly what happened next.

Lu Daheng was already standing on the roof, holding a large-caliber pistol in his left hand and a modified Automatic Rifle in his right, frantically pulling the triggers!

"What is going on!"

The commander leading this convoy widened his eyes.

Just as he finished cursing, he heard a *bang* of glass shattering, and then he saw the driver next to him with a large hole blown through his head, already devoid of breath!

Boom!

Suddenly losing its driver, this Humvee lost control and crashed into a jeep in front.

Then both vehicles overturned together on the road.

At the same time, the *bang-bang-bang* of gunfire and the sounds of cursing and screaming rang out incessantly on the road.

It made the commander, after his car flipped, feel his heart turn half cold.

He truly could not understand what kind of bear heart and leopard gall the other party had eaten to actually dare to fight back!

Did he really think he was some king of soldiers!

This commander cursed incessantly as he crawled out of the car in a sorry state.

And he pondered how to report to the general that this invitation had failed.

And that there was even a possibility of having accidentally harmed the other party...

But the responsibility was absolutely entirely on the other party!

At worst, they would just tear off the mask of civility with these Easterners.

In any case, he did not believe a group of outsiders would dare to go against a powerful warlord whose actual area of control spanned several regions!

"General Bahadur, please listen to my explanation..."

Just as he stood up, the commander heard a communication request from the general; he instinctively connected it immediately and began to shift the blame.

It was also at this moment that the commander suddenly noticed the surroundings had gone quiet.

And as he stood up completely, his field of vision widened.

The commander's pupils contracted violently.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but failed due to fear and astonishment.

After a long while, accompanied by the general's questioning.

The commander looked at the scattered and overturned convoy, which had already been completely wiped out, and said with a bitter face:

"General... we, we have encountered a Ghost God this time!"

"That Easterner must have the help of a Ghost God!"

"He... he destroyed the entire convoy I brought out this time all by himself!"

Sorry, I had something to do tonight and am a bit late.