Chapter 531: You Are Just a Scoundrel

"You... you scoundrel." Zhou Nan bit her lip; she was truly infuriated by Wang Dali's shameless appearance.

"Are you planning to be completely shameless now?" Chen Yu, standing to the side, looked at Wang Dali with a sidelong glance.

As Chen Yu moved, Wang Dali was scared out of his wits; he hurriedly retreated a few steps to put some distance between himself and Chen Yu.

Last time, Chen Yu had beaten him nearly to death; now, seeing Chen Yu, this guy was as terrified as a mouse seeing a cat.

"Chen Yu, what do you want to do? I warn you, don't mess around," Wang Dali said, pointing at Chen Yu while trembling.

"I'm not doing anything. Since you dare to be so arrogant, you must have found a backer. Just have the person behind you come out directly; don't waste everyone's time," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Hmph, Chen Yu, you're just a bit good at fighting and got lucky enough to suck up to Wu Zhangjiang. Do you really think you're invincible?" Wang Dali steadied himself, a cold sneer appearing on his face.

"What, have you found a formidable backer?" Chen Yu asked.

"Heh, of course." Wang Dali said grimly, "You probably don't know that there is a very mysterious class of people in this world, right?"

"Oh, what kind of people? Martial Dao practitioners?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Hmph, what do Martial Dao practitioners count for?" Wang Dali grinned, "In this world, there are existences far more powerful than Martial Dao practitioners. They usually live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, focusing on their cultivation."

"They have the ability to move mountains and drain seas. They can control wind and thunder, and they can raise exotic insects, birds, and beasts for their own use. Taking your life is nothing more than a flick of their fingers. If they want to kill you, you won't even know how you died. Do you understand what kind of people I'm talking about?"

"Witch Clan? Gu?" Although this guy's summary wasn't comprehensive, Chen Yu still sensed something from his overflowing arrogance. Could this guy have found someone from the Witch Clan as his backer?

"You've got some knowledge, at least." Wang Dali laughed loudly, "That's right, it's the Ancient Witch Clan. They use their own bodies as a medium to communicate with heaven and earth."

"They cultivate Witch Power, and those with Great Ability can ride staffs through the air. The Gu insects they raise can control people's minds and harm them invisibly. Compared to them, the power of the secular world isn't even worth a fart," Wang Dali said proudly.

"Chen Yu... let's go. I'll give him everything; I don't want it anymore. I don't want anything." A look of terror appeared on Zhou Nan's face. She hurriedly pulled Chen Yu to leave, but was stopped by him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yu looked at Zhou Nan, puzzled.

"Chen Yu, this is the Xiang Region. The Witch Clan and Gu are taboo topics. Those people... they are real." There was not a drop of blood left on Zhou Nan's face.

"I know, they exist, but they aren't as terrifying as you think," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"I've dealt with many guests. When some people talk about this, it's because a tourist friend of theirs went exploring, accidentally entered a forbidden area of the Witch Clan, and then... was cursed with Gu by the Witch Clan people." Zhou Nan's expression was terrified.

"Although that tourist's friend went back later, the Gu took effect in his body. His internal organs were slowly gnawed away by the Gu. The hospital couldn't find any problems. It wasn't until the Gu finally broke out of his body that he died after being tortured for seven days and seven nights."

"Chen Yu, I don't want anything anymore. I don't want you to provoke the Witch Clan because of me." Zhou Nan looked panicked; it was clear she was truly afraid.

"Hahaha, Zhou Nan, not bad. You actually know the origins of the Witch Clan. Now you know, right? Even if Wu Zhangjiang came, he wouldn't dare do anything to me. This kind of power fears no authority." Seeing Zhou Nan so scared, Wang Dali became even more smug.

"No matter how rich you are or how high an official you are, so what? Gu is born from the invisible, and it is impossible to guard against. Taking your life is really too easy," Wang Dali laughed loudly.

"It's fine, don't be afraid." Chen Yu comforted Zhou Nan, then turned his head and smiled, "Is the Witch Clan you mentioned really that powerful?"

"Of course. Now they have accepted me as a disciple of the Outer Gu Sect. In the future, I will cultivate the Witch Family Great Dao and possess great supernatural powers. I can attain immortality. Mortals like you will never understand the realm of the Witch Clan," Wang Dali laughed loudly.

"Were these words said to you by someone named Li Meng? Did he also demonstrate his Witchcraft in front of you? And then you revered him as a Heaven and Human?" Chen Yu stared at this guy, his expression showing some pity.

"That's right, it's Li Zong. He is the president of Yaxing International. Being appreciated by someone like him is a blessing I've cultivated over several lifetimes," Wang Dali said with a haughty expression.

"He did indeed demonstrate a trick in front of me. A fierce dog weighing over a hundred pounds was baring its fangs at him, but he released a Gu the size of a date pit from his right hand, and in an instant, that dog turned into two skins."

Wang Dali's face was slightly flushed. Mentioning what happened last night, he was still incredibly excited. Before, he was just a gambler who spent his days mooching off others.

But he never expected that one day he would meet such a god-like figure. This made his heart surge, which is why he revered Li Meng as a Heaven and Human.

"Is that so? That is indeed quite powerful." Chen Yu sneered, "So he had you threaten Zhou Nan, and then she, in her helplessness, contacted me so that I would come with her?"

"You're quite smart. Chen Yu, I don't know when you offended President Meng, but you must understand what kind of person President Meng is. A god-like man who has transcended the secular world can take your life with a flick of his hand." Wang Dali's expression remained haughty as he shouted, "If I were you, I would surrender now and absolutely not resist."

"Wang Dali, why are you doing this? I'll give you everything you want, or I'll stay behind, just let Chen Yu go." Zhou Nan finally understood what was going on.

She didn't know the relationship between Chen Yu and the person behind Wang Dali, but the trap set by the other party was meant for Chen Yu, so she felt very guilty toward him and didn't want to implicate him.

"You? Heh, neither you nor Chen Yu is getting away." Wang Dali sneered, "You bitch, I'll settle the score with you later. Now, I'll have people deal with Chen Yu first."

As soon as Wang Dali finished speaking, three men dressed in ethnic minority clothing suddenly appeared.

These three men were dressed strangely, somewhat similar to Miao clothing, but with differences. Their collars and sleeves were each embroidered with clusters of flames; this was the totem of the ancient Nine Li Clan, which is the Witch Clan existing in the world today.

"He is Chen Yu. He is the one President Meng wants. Take him away quickly," Wang Dali pointed at Chen Yu and hissed.

The three men were expressionless. They stepped forward in unison, their hands clasped together, silently chanting obscure and difficult incantations.

As their finger seals changed continuously, a dense swarm of poisonous insects was seen pouring out from behind them.