My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1343 - 556: Ghost Eye Heavenly King_3

Chapter 1343: Chapter 556: Ghost Eye Heavenly King_3

Apart from the Horizon Bureau, the one that makes the most money is undoubtedly the Holy Water Palace. They have built a floating island near the entrance to the Ancient Annihilation Domain, where everything needed for food, drink, and entertainment is available. The island lacks a brothel, as the women who manage the island inherently loathe such establishments. However, there are two casinos.

This floating island has become a city on the sea.

Today, in the evening, a group of Sangdao people are about to leave the Ancient Annihilation Domain. Their talismans and spiritual pills have been almost depleted, and they must return to replenish their supplies. They are a professional treasure-hunting team, and although their expenses have been high on this trip, their profits have already increased tenfold. So, everyone is smiling and cheerful.

Even though this area is the Wood People’s territory, as long as it doesn’t affect their business, they are more than willing to bow to the Wood People. After all, the Sangdao people are masters of bowing and apologizing.

The Dragon Water Palace is located near the entrance and exit of the domain. Almost every treasure hunter will take a subconscious glance at it when coming and going, and these Sangdao people are no exception. Most of the time, the Dragon Water Palace is calm and peaceful. Those who can enter and leave the palace are at least in the Fifth Realm and require a team of several people. To explore it alone, one must be in the Sixth Realm at the very least!

But today, the Sangdao people suddenly see a narrow opening in the main gate of the Dragon Water Palace, and a person walks out from inside.

The Sangdao people are startled and then quickly make way for the person, allowing him to leave first. The person’s clothes are a bit odd and quite different from those of the Eastern Land.

He stands in front of the Palace Gate, glancing around before swiftly approaching the group of Sangdao people.

Your Excellency!" The captain of the treasure hunters quickly bowed his head and said, "Is there anything we can do for you?" When facing a strong person, the Sangdao people have always been very humble.

The man asked, "Where is this place?"

The Sangdao people’s hearts skip a beat: What does this question mean?

...

On his way, Owen Bertram received an urgent report from the Holy Water Palace: Something had happened at the Dragon Water Palace! A mysterious powerful individual has single-handedly occupied the entire floating island, explicitly demanding a battle with either Owen Bertram or the National Master!

In the report from the Holy Water Palace, there was one more piece of information: This person seemed not to be a native of the Eastern Land.

Owen Bertram’s face darkened, and he was certain that this was the Light Cocoon True Spirit’s "warning" to him. He couldn’t help but sneer, "How bold of them."

During their last exchange, the Light Cocoon True Spirit had shown some arrogance, which was why Owen Bertram had deliberately delayed a bit to give them a reality check. To his surprise, the Light Cocoon True Spirit was indeed impatient and sent a powerful individual immediately.

A short while later, Owen Bertram arrived near Sang Island. The National Master’s residence is well-known, and when Owen Bertram appeared outside the white jade-like Tenshukaku, she was not surprised. She scooped up Little Black Tortoise from the lotus pond with her jade hand and walked in midair towards Owen Bertram, stopping a few feet away. "Owen Bertram, have you come to Sang Island to wage a full-scale war with us?"

Owen was upset about Light Cocoon True Spirit and replied somewhat agitatedly, "National Master, why do you ask knowingly? A foreign enemy has attacked Eastern Land and has explicitly requested a battle with either me or the National Master. Which of us should respond?"

The National Master was scolded by him and pouted in secret. However, what Owen had said was correct; the person was a common enemy of the Eastern Land, and the National Master was actually waiting for Owen all along.

The National Master smiled gently and said, "As Owen is young and strong, naturally it should be him who responds." Owen gave her a glance. She had taken jabs at his age before, and now she counterattacked. This old woman genuinely held a grudge.

Owen said, "Then I would like to ask the National Master to support me."

The National Master nodded, "Of course. Owen, rest assured, I am older and have always been true to my word. If you are injured in this battle, Sang Island will absolutely not take advantage of your vulnerability."

Can’t you just let it go? Owen gritted his teeth, wondering if she deliberately mentioned her seniority, hoping to be his aunt or even his great-grandmother.

Owen Bertram, unhappy in his heart, turned away, but the National Master said from behind, "Why the rush, my lord? We, the Seventh Level, should be composed."

The National Master waved her sleeve, and Little Black Tortoise landed on the ground, transforming into a massive creature in the sea. The National Master landed on its back and invited Owen Bertram with a wave of her hand, "Please."

Owen Bertram secretly thought about the composure she mentioned. It sounded nice, but it was all for show. He questioned whether she believed him capable of releasing his second form to swallow her Black Tortoise in one bite.

However, Owen eventually decided not to make a scene with Sang Island at this time, so he reluctantly landed on the tortoise’s back. Look at this, riding a tortoise in the East Sea might not be very prestigious.

The National Master’s enchanting eyes suddenly studied Owen Bertram before she smiled and said, "At this moment, if the National Master were to play a game of hand-talking on the back of this Divine Beast with Owen Bertram, it would better showcase our composure."

"You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you!" Owen couldn’t stand it any longer. Hand-talking, what a ridiculous idea! He didn’t know how to do any of those refined and elegant things like playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting! He didn’t believe that the old woman was unaware of that either and decided to suggest playing hand-talking to show off. Why not suggest playing the game of Go instead?

Seeing Owen’s frustrated expression, the National Master felt satisfied, but her surface remained calm and composed, "My lord, there’s no need to be irritated. You are still young, after all. The National Master has simply lived for several ... hundred years longer and, in my idle time, naturally learned more of these not so useful things."