My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 374 - 332: Ghost Zone and River God_1

Chapter 374: Chapter 332: Ghost Zone and River God_1

The construction work at Quinn Base had already begun, and many people had been transferred from the outpost. However, the defense force at the outpost had not been reduced but even increased, with most of the force from the Lioyd Sect and the Scott Clan staying here.

Rachel was in Japonica County, leaving a Fifth Great Realm Officiant by her side. Elder Darcy Darren was dead set on following Owen Bertram at any cost.

Elder Darcy Darren was very senior within the Lioyd Sect, and there was not much Rachel could do about it.

As soon as Owen Bertram reached the outpost entrance, Ethereal Devin and others greeted him. Just as Owen was about to greet them, a huge shadow flew past in the sky, loudly dropping a Tire-1 Demon Beast right in front of Ethereal Devin.

Ethereal Devin was overjoyed, thinking that his big sister had abandoned him, but it turned out she still remembered him.

Owen Bertram couldn’t help but laugh and cry. Magpie, the fierce creature, was becoming more and more like a puppy, trying every which way to please him, even going so far as to follow the route of his close friends.

Owen Bertram waved his hand: "Take it away to cook, practice hard, and don’t let her good intentions go to waste."

"Yes, my lord!" Ethereal Devin and the officers cheered. For someone as strong as Darcy Darren, a Tire-1 Demon Beast was not even worth a glance, but for them, it was a great tonic.

Even though they had already eaten dinner, camping out in the dark and having a barbeque with demon beast meat sounded absolutely delicious, right?

Ava Bertram saved a big bowl of rice for her elder brother, guarding it against anyone who dared to steal a bite, but by the time her elder brother returned, there was only half a bowl left...

She warmed the rice up for her elder brother, and then a light bulb went off in her little head, so she mixed in half a bowl of water. Perfect!

Owen Bertram pretended not to know and slurped it down happily. Then Nathan Lane came in and presented his "Copper Gorge Defensive Strategy" that he had formulated.

This was what Owen Bertram had asked him to do earlier.

The two of them discussed and scrutinized the strategy under the lamplight, and after about one Shichen (2 hours), the strategy finally had some execution value.

"That’s enough for today; go back and rest." As for how to carry it out, they would need to go to the Copper Gorge Extinction Domain to get a closer look.

After Nathan Lane left, Owen Bertram lay down and closed his eyes. The Commander’s Token flew out and merged with the second brother in the Riverside, heading straight for the Ghost Zone.

...

The Ghost Zone had been thriving recently, with the Lord of the Skeleton Sea running over to the Looking Cloud Cliff for the second Lord, making the Ghost Zone’s name well-known. The unique cultivators in the nearby counties were increasingly confident in the Ghost Zone.

This confidence was not due to the four Ghost Kings’ powerful abilities but because they were not only strong but also willing to stand up for everyone, strictly maintaining the rules of the Ghost Zone.

Afterward, they held their first "Grand Gathering."

The event was unprecedented!

Those unique cultivators participating in the event couldn’t help but exclaim: Within the Wood Dynasty, how many years had it been since such a grand gathering of unique cultivators?

However, the King of Souls and the other three were very uneasy because the Honored Lord did not attend the Grand Gathering!

The Honored Lord had previously agreed, but just before the Grand Gathering, he sent a message saying that he was too busy to spare any time.

The four of them, the King of Souls, were really worried. Did they do something wrong and make the Honored Lord unsatisfied? After the Grand Gathering, they were always cautious and anxious, but they did not dare to ask the Honored Lord—they didn’t even know how to ask, as every time it was the Honored Lord who took the initiative to contact them.

As a result, they waited for many days, but the Honored Lord still did not appear!

The most pessimistic King of Souls even thought the Honored Lord had already given up on them but did not dare tell his three companions as he worried they would not be able to bear it.

Every night, the Ghost Zone was brightly lit, and it appeared prosperous, yet the four Ghost Kings all kept their eyes on the Riverside, hoping the Honored Lord would appear.

The Drowned Ghost Princess was lurking in the Riverside, waiting to greet the Honored Lord. One could say she was anxiously waiting. Her blood-red eyes were almost turning pale red from staring so much.

The most composed of them all was the Corpse Fiend. The crocodile-man did not understand the anxiety of his three companions: "Why worry about gaining and losing? What could possibly happen to the Honored Lord since he hasn’t said he doesn’t want us?"

Every night, he was dragged by the Lord of the Skeleton Sea to see the Riverside on a matter of routine: "Oh, the Honored Lord didn’t come today. I’m going back to sleep then."

And then he would leave.

The Ghost Zone’s area had expanded by nearly twice its original size, covering a large part of the Riverside. From a distance in the night, it looked like a densely populated County Town.

Tonight, the Corpse Fiend came to take another look, and the river’s surface was calm as ever, "Oh, the Honored Lord didn’t come today. So, I’m going back..."

The King of Souls couldn’t stand it anymore and shouted angrily, "Is your brain all dead meat? The Honored Lord hasn’t shown up for such a long time, and you’re not even a bit worried?"

Corpse Fiend had a baffled expression on his face, "Worried about what? You’re really worrying over nothing. With the Honored Lord’s position, who in this world could threaten him? He will be fine; there’s no need for you guys to worry unnecessarily."

The King of Souls was furious, "Of course the Honored Lord wouldn’t be in danger, but we would be! The Honored Lord might not care about us anymore. He may want to abandon us."

Corpse Fiend shook his head like a large rattle drum, "Nonsense. What kind of position does the Honored Lord have? He had already given us guidance before, intending to take us under his wing. If he wanted to abandon us, he would have made it clear."

The King of Souls suddenly hesitated. You’re right, there’s some truth to the fool’s logic... Listening to him, it seemed to make sense.

However, the cunning mind often overthinks things, and the King of Souls was quickly tangled up again: Then why hasn’t he come to see us all this time? He previously agreed to attend the Grand Gathering but didn’t show up, it’s better to be safe than sorry...