Chapter 69: The Undercover Agent in the Black Market

Human trafficking, mutant captivity, slave scams, and even auctions involving Guides.
Compared to all this, weapon trading is practically minor.
Wen Li asked, "Lin Zheng, are these people... really this daring?"
Lin Zheng took photos to gather evidence and replied, looking completely unfazed, "Things like this happen every day."
Even in the future world, the lives of ordinary people remain agonizingly difficult, perishing either at the hands of mutants or—
"Why did Ah Yao ask you to bring her to see me? There's no need to be so secretive, acting like shady operatives meeting up in secret," Chu Xiaoxin said to Huang Liu.
This was a feast in the truest sense of the word; the ingredients Qi Xiu had gathered himself accounted for a full third of the total.
It wasn't until they reached the front door that Lin Qingqing gently tugged at Ou Yuanlan's coat. "Um... I..." She opened her mouth, yet failed to utter a single word.
Because everyone in the world knew that the collapse of the Xuan Shui Empire, the internal strife within the Zhurong Empire, and the birth of several Heavenly Emperors would inevitably plunge the realm into chaos.
Then, the door of the black sedan opened automatically, and Bai Mohan stepped right inside without a single moment of hesitation.
The human cultivators were either struck by the yellow lightning while trying to fend off the enemy, or ambushed by the dragon clan while dodging the bolts, resulting in devastating casualties in an instant.
For some unknown reason, every single movement of the middle-aged man ahead was projected onto the screen, allowing everyone participating in the auction to clearly see what the items he was putting up for sale looked like.
With a fatal strike, he eliminated the Myriad Phases Sect's Jiuxiang Long. Simultaneously, the Demonic Dragon Child and Master Lifeng immediately launched an attack on Ye Jiangchuan.
This round table was unimaginably massive, imbued with spatial divine power, capable of accommodating any number of people who sat down.
Recalling Dongfang Yunxing's series of reactions over the past few days, Bai Mohan could not help harboring a hint of suspicion.
This man was the critical pivot determining the rise or fall of the Lin family. With a flip of his hand, he could summon clouds and rain; he could resurrect the Lin family's near-bankrupt industries, and perhaps even propel their enterprise to unprecedented heights.
Compared to Xue'er, Veronica was in no better shape. The green vines clinging to her body offered not a shred of coolness; instead, under the scorching heat of the flames, they were slowly charring, teetering on the verge of catching fire at any moment.
After taking a moment to mentally prepare herself, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, unfastened her bra clasp, and slowly, enduring the pain, slid the garment off.
"Brother Mo, do you really have to play it this ruthlessly?" Chang Bao wiped away his sweat, glaring resentfully at Su Mo.
At a single look of instruction from Wen Chengyao, Aunt Rui opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing, her face a mask of profound disappointment.
It was because of that recent incident; Dabao's warmth had been met with a cold shoulder. Faced with such frostiness, it was the first time Dabao, usually the leader, had ever encountered such a situation, leaving him somewhat at a loss as to how to handle it.
Just as Feng Anhua stepped forward, preparing to announce the verdict, Miao Xi—who had been plummeting headfirst toward the plaza before the hall as if completely unconscious—gradually steadiged her posture mid-air, righting herself with practiced grace.
Mu Si's hair and beard stood on end, his beast-like intuition allowing him to sense danger just in time. With split-second agility, he jerked his head to the side, and the arrow grazed right past his cheek, drawing a streak of blood. While he managed to evade a fatal strike to his eyes, his cheek was nonetheless injured.
Lu Zimeng had originally intended to use force, but after second thoughts, he let the idea go. Just like that scene he witnessed earlier today between her and Xiao Jing by the riverside—at the time, the sight made him want to slam his foot on the gas and drive straight into them to run them over, yet in the end, he forcefully suppressed the fury raging in his chest.
Upon testing, there were actually two spirit roots of the dark attribute. This meant that aside from the wind spirit root, Sun Fengzhao possessed all the others, encompassing all seven major spirit roots of the immortal cultivation world within a single person.
"I never expected to run into my brother here, nor did I imagine he was the demonic squad leader the Captain of Iron Teeth spoke of..." After becoming familiar with Su Mubai, Zhu Xi's tone grew much more natural.