My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1146 - 539: Bewilderment of the Evil Heart_3

Chapter 1146: Chapter 539: Bewilderment of the Evil Heart_3

Divine Servant Lord had always been resourceful and had already anticipated today’s outcome. His death was not a pity, but the True Spirit Totem must not fall into the hands of the Imperial Court’s lackeys.

So the Divine Servant Lord arranged the small courtyard, appearing to enter it every day, but in reality, he would climb over the wall late at night and come to his own house to worship the True Spirit Totem.

The couple had personally witnessed Divine Servant Lord praying to the Divine Lord through the True Spirit Totem not long ago, and the Divine Lord had promised by divine decree: a General Eddy would be sent to protect them!

The old couple discussed: "According to Divine Servant Lord’s instructions, if something happens to him, we must escort the True Spirit Totem to Beast’ear Mountain as quickly as possible."

"But in these few days, entering and leaving the city gate will definitely be strictly investigated. Once discovered, we will be the eternal sinners of the Divine Religion!"

After discussing back and forth, the couple found no good solution. Some simple methods were easy to see through, and they were lowborn, with no ability to use many methods commonly used by heroes and cultivators.

The old man suddenly showed a determined expression: "I have an idea." He took a knife: "Cut open my stomach, scoop out the viscera, and hide the True Spirit Totem inside. Tomorrow morning, you can push the cart with my corpse out of the city, and say that I was scared last night and died."

The old woman was shocked: "Dear, let’s think of another way."

The old man shook his head: "There is no other way. Don’t worry, although I will die, it is for the Divine Lord, and even if I go to the Netherworld, I will be protected by the Divine Lord and enjoy endless riches and honor in my next life!"

"No, no, I can’t do it..." The old woman waved her hands and backed away. The old man grabbed her with one hand: "You can’t do it?"

"I can’t do it..."

The old man’s other hand pushed hard, the knife pierced into his wife’s abdomen, the blade pulled down, and the viscera fell out.

The old woman stared at him with disbelief in her eyes, her lips trembling but unable to speak.

The old man showed no fear or guilt, and said: "At least one of us must be able to do it. Don’t worry, we are extremely devout to the Divine Lord, and he will bless us. Just like I said earlier, you won’t suffer in the afterlife, and the Divine Lord will bless you with a good family and endless riches and honor in your next life, so you don’t have to suffer with me anymore."

Resignation appeared in the old woman’s eyes, and she said intermittently: "You did the right thing..." Then she let go and died. The old man quickly began dealing with the corpse.

On the window ledge, an ant watched all this helplessly, as everything happened too quickly, and Owen Bertram never expected this outcome! Hearing the old woman’s last words, Owen Bertram secretly gritted his teeth: the Nightmare Sect has really harmed many people!

The old man finished dealing with his wife’s corpse, dug a hole in the room to bury the viscera, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the True Spirit Totem. He murmured some words, wrapped the Totem in oil paper, and stuffed it into his wife’s stomach. However, the True Spirit Totem was not big enough, and there was still some space left when the skin was covered. He tore some straw and stuffed it in, then bandaged his wife’s stomach, changed her into another outfit, and waited quietly for dawn.

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After dawn, the old man wrapped his wife’s body in sackcloth and pushed a broken cart straight to the south gate. Beast’ear Mountain was two hundred miles to the south of Moon City.

The guards at the city gate had been replaced by Dean Rivercutter Zhan’s men.

Last night, Dean Rivercutter Zhan discovered a new source of wealth, and with it, he had already made back almost half of the money he had prepared to bribe Owen Bertram and Abner Lane.

The Nightmare Sect saw that their situation was hopeless, and some officials, servants, and soldiers in the city who believed in the Nightmare Sect knew that if they did not "abandon evil and turn to good" at this time, they would face great danger when the imperial edict arrived.

So these people immediately sought out Dean Rivercutter Zhan. He simply set prices according to their ranking – how much to pay for each rank. After paying, they could go out of the back door, spit on a pile of wooden totems in the courtyard and urinate on them, then they would be considered to have left the Nightmare Sect and returned to the right path, washing away their sins.

Time was pressing, and the imperial order might arrive at any time after dawn. So don’t haggle, hurry up and prepare the money, this Commander doesn’t have the time to waste words with you.

After these people, the wealthy merchants in the city also came looking for Dean Rivercutter Zhan. These were a group of fat sheep! So in the middle of the night, Dean Rivercutter Zhan, who was still uncertain whether he could escape from his crimes, had already received a large sum of money and was ready to lead these people to "abandon evil and turn to good" together!

After daybreak, the guards at each city gate were replaced by those who had paid bribes. Dean Rivercutter Zhan’s gift to Sir Owen cost him dearly, and they also spent a fortune on gifts for Zhan in return, all in a rush to recover their losses. Even without an order from Sir Owen or Dean Rivercutter Zhan, they would "strictly investigate."

When it was the old man’s turn, he cried pitifully. The soldiers were annoyed by his bad luck, having encountered such a thing early in the morning. They saw that the old man was truly penniless, knew they couldn’t squeeze any benefits from him, and had some compassion for him. With a wave of their hands, they let him go.

The old man pushed his cart southward, a full two hundred miles away. It would take him several days to walk. He had no money—The Divine Servant Lord always claimed they were all brothers and sisters within the sect, but in reality, he never gave them any help or relief.

They were not even treated as well as those superficial "family members" in Da Luo World Gate.

With a dizzy, starving head, the old man relied on the power of "faith" to sustain him. When he was lucky, he could find some wild vegetables and fruits along the way. When unlucky, all he could do was drink some cold water.

Even Sir Owen was secretly amazed by the fellow’s strong willpower.

About fifty or sixty miles after leaving the city, the old man could no longer push the cart. On it was his wife’s corpse, which should be buried further away to avoid suspicion. The old man reluctantly dug a shallow pit and buried his wife inside. When he sprinkled the last handful of dirt, he enviously bid her farewell, saying, "Alright, you go and enjoy your good fortune first; I have to continue suffering here."

Then he carried the True Spirit Totem and continued on his journey.

Sir Owen kept an eye on him using his Spirit Seed puppet, following about fifty or sixty miles behind the old man. Through the puppet, he saw that the old man’s grave was too shallow, and the old woman’s corpse might be dug up and eaten by wild animals at night. Owen’s compassionate heart wavered, wondering if he should bury the body deeper when he passed by.

But since the person was already dead, everything that happened while alive now seemed irrelevant.

As he thought about it and was about to reach the newly-made grave, he suddenly felt a spiritual fluctuation: someone was standing by the burial mound! But the old man was still carrying the [True Spirit Totem] and running, with the Spirit Seed puppet watching him clearly. Who could be at the gravesite?

Sir Owen quietly concealed himself and approached the new grave.

Standing in front of the newly piled mound were three people: an elder with white hair and a young couple. All three possessed cultivation, and Owen glanced quickly, guessing that the elder was at the Fifth Great Realm, and the young couple was at the Fourth Great Realm.

The young woman held a thin wooden plank in one hand and clung to the young man with the other, as if they were a couple.

They were discussing, "There is something buried underneath."

"Dig it up and take a look."

"Be careful of any ambush."

Owen frowned secretly, but still did not appear. The young man seemed genuinely worried about a trap, so he instructed everyone to move back, then released a wooden mechanism dog. The dog quickly dug through the soil and dragged out the corpse.

The elder was unhappy, "A commoner’s corpse? Is this the clue your Tier-6 Marvel found for us, costing us a whole 10,000 Spirit Jades?"

The woman snorted coldly, "You and I both know that the Marvel from the Da Luo World Gate can’t be wrong. This corpse must be the key clue of this adventure. What we need to do now is to observe and analyze this clue."

The young man crouched down, "It hasn’t been buried long, and the dirt is shallow—something isn’t right. If someone had killed her out of greed, the old woman doesn’t look like a rich person."

They discussed and analyzed the various doubts, expanded the search, and found the abandoned flat cart nearby. Finally, the three of them followed the old man’s footprints and pursued him.

Owen was full of doubts: who were these three, and where were they from? They seemed to have no trust in each other but could cooperate. Besides, they mentioned the Da Luo World Gate and some Marvels. Were they from an ancient sect hidden from the world?

Many questions surrounded these three as well. Sir Owen pursued them closely, thinking if they tried to stop the old man, they would ruin his plan, and he might have to take action against them in advance.