vncnus Chapter 1862 - 1856: Boss, Any More Jobs?
Chapter 1862 - 1856: Boss, Any More Jobs?
"Xiao’er, what’s wrong?" Gu Cong keenly sensed the emotional changes in Zhang Menglong. The moment the message connected earlier, an uncontrollable killing intent surged from his body, even burning a passing insect to ashes.
"My other friends were all murdered!"
Ever since Zhang Menglong entered the Falling God Tower, outer sect disciples who had just advanced received news from their hometowns—either severe conflicts requiring their support suddenly erupted, or something else happened.
As members of a superpower, they naturally became the first people the empires and clans thought of for help. Upon receiving the plea for aid, they returned home immediately.
Because they were too scattered, no one noticed at the time that they all shared a common trait—they all mastered the Nine Nether Sunset Art!
Upon their return, they swept through their opponents with overwhelming strength. Given their current abilities, defeating ordinary peak-level Divine Cultivators was as easy as slicing melons, with only those from superpowers able to barely face them.
But they never imagined it was a conspiracy targeting them!
After resolving the clan and national issues, the Divine Profound Hall people appeared!
To deal with them, the Divine Profound Hall paid a great price and resources, facing more than 20 core disciples or even direct disciples, or directly confronting a Dao Realm elder!
The Divine Profound Hall’s core disciples had nearly a 90% winning rate in one-on-ones, but in a two-on-one, the odds dramatically dropped, with almost no one able to handle more than five opponents simultaneously!
The Divine Profound Hall came with killing intent and spared no mercy, delivering lethal blows. Hundreds of those outer sect disciples had perished!
The person who just informed Zhang Menglong of this was one of the stronger individuals; he killed four people, sustained serious injuries, fought out of the encirclement, and immediately spread the news.
Upon hearing this, the Shamate Clan immediately began a headcount, discovering over 300 people had lost contact, a number still rising, indicating their grim fate!
Zhang Menglong never considered these people as subordinates or otherwise; over the years, they became friends. Clearly, they fell into this trap largely because they mastered the Nine Nether Sunset Art and learned Divine Profound Hall-related knowledge.
Zhang Menglong taught them these things, leading to his self-blame. Without learning this, they’d perhaps become ordinary disciples, failing advancement assessments, returning home—not wealthy but enjoying steady success and comfort.
Now, they lost their lives.
Amidst these emotions, Zhang Menglong’s heart was fixated on two words: Revenge!
...
"Tenfold?"
Even Zhang Menglong’s hired mercenaries couldn’t help licking their lips. Such enormous benefits, they’d kill their own fathers if needed, let alone a few elders from the Divine Profound Hall! They’ve killed Divine Profound Hall members before!
Their techniques suddenly grew more powerful, incorporating genuine killing intent.
As those experts attacked more ferociously, the elders quickly found themselves disadvantaged.
They, usually lofty and viewing life importantly, never going all out. But Zhang Menglong’s hired hands fought desperately.
It’s not the ferocious ones you fear, but those fearless of death—that’s them! They fought, disregarding themselves, knowing they wouldn’t die from a couple of hits, whereas a single strike from them might be fatal for the opponents.
Why drag it out when you can end it sooner, at the cost of few wounds.
When a Dao Realm expert fights desperately, it’s earth-shaking. The Divine Profound Hall elders couldn’t believe this ferocity, even at death’s door.
They’d rather have ribs broken than miss smashing your head.
They’d rather have a sword pierce their chest, just to crush your heart with a punch.
Ten minutes later, with the final body of the Divine Profound Hall elder shattered in the ice, the battle wound to a close.
Though the 17 strong fighters bore injuries, some seriously injured at Third Grade Dao Realm, their faces shone with unusual joy.
"Everyone, tend to your wounds first!"
Zhang Menglong casually tossed over a dozen elixirs.
"Oh? Brother Gu Xiao is impressive, even his on-hand healing medicine are Saint Grade, probably nowhere else in the world can compare!"
"The quality is at least Saint Level Five or higher, invaluable indeed. Surely not expecting payment?"
"Gentlemen, you’re joking," Zhang Menglong smiled, "This is your hard-earned reward; how could I charge extra? Gu Xiao is not so stingy; healing and energy-replenishing elixirs, all free, unlimited!"
Zhang Menglong casually tossed more exquisite little boxes their way.
Hei Ming marveled, upon opening, at a purple-red elixir. As the pill fragrance wafted, the sky filled with lightning.
"Tsk, top-tier quality and craftsmanship. Even the creator of this pill recipe couldn’t replicate it, I suspect?" Hei Ming satisfactorily packed it away.
The others also wore expressions of delight; these elixirs not only met their desires but far exceeded their expectations in quality!
"These are the promised elixirs," Zhang Menglong stated. "As for the tenfold amount I mentioned, feel free to send your requirements, understanding the rules, naturally."
"Rest assured, Brother Gu Xiao, we understand the rules; we provide materials, however, the timeframe is..."
"Within ten days of receiving materials, I’ll find a way to get them to you."
"Within ten days?" they exchanged shocked glances; unimaginable, a single pill could take months to concoct, ten days for completion?
"Just who is he?"
To this day, they only knew Gu Xiao as their employer, nothing more.
Initially, they thought he inherited a vast legacy, hence the funds and elixirs; but it’s clear he’s an Alchemist—and a formidable one at that.
Or perhaps, he is backed by a terrifying Alchemist!
Regardless, such a person is unassailable.
Gu Xiao can hire them to kill; he can easily hire another to kill them. With enough worldly benefits, nothing is impossible.
"Brother Gu Xiao," Hei Ming suddenly approached, with a flattering smile, "Boss, any more work? I’m quite free lately, taking all jobs!"