My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 985 - 495: Road Toll

Chapter 985: Chapter 495: Road Toll

A caravan has traveled a long way from the northwest of Wood Dynasty, heading east. The cargo they carried was indeed weird - cartloads of silkworm cocoons.

Though silkworm farming thrived in the southeastern region, and skilled weavers there wove beautiful silk that was sold throughout Wood Dynasty, no one has ever heard of silkworm farming in the northwest that sold cocoons to the southeast.

However, the caravan’s owner was generous, and they passed through checkpoints with ease. They seemed to travel at quite a fast pace by some means, and in just over ten days, they arrived near East Immortal Lake.

Upon settling in a small town late at night, the owner quietly approached the ten carts carrying the silkworm cocoons and whispered, "Master, we have arrived."

"Those men were hired by me to provide food for my master. Please enjoy!"

The ten carts creaked open, and the silkworm cocoons tumbled out. Vicious insects crawled out of each cocoon, creating a buzzing noise that drowned out the entire inn.

In addition to the caravan members, there were other travelers staying at the inn, but the monstrous insects didn’t care who they attacked. After the insects passed, all that remained were human-shaped traces on the ground; there were no more traces of bones, hair or anything else!

The caravan owner didn’t even have time to scream before he became one of those human-shaped traces.

The small town was filled with demonic energy. The County Magistrate and his subordinates were terrified and could only manage to shout, "Quickly report to the Horizon Bureau!"

As the Silkworm Monster feasted, it couldn’t control itself. A dark cloud of insects quickly spread, covering the entire small town...

The silkworm cocoons had the ability to shield the monstrous aura, so the Silkworm Monster had managed to travel safely all the way from the Nine Witch Demon Court to the Wood Dynasty. It had been hiding inside the cocoon the whole way, smelling the scent of human flesh and growing ravenous. Now, at last, it could gorge itself!

...

Michael S. Lucien stepped on a broken wooden plank and floated over the vast ocean. The coast of Wood Dynasty was not far ahead, and his destination was East Immortal Lake.

The wooden plank was probably from the wreckage of some shipwrecked vessel. As a member of the Sixth Great Realm, Michael S. Lucien merely needed a wooden plank to cross the East Sea. Although he could have flown across directly, the National Master had warned him before leaving: "Do not show off."

"Your biggest enemy on this trip to the Wood Dynasty is Owen Bertram. You must outsmart him, not use force."

"The Country of Mourning, an ancient Extinction Domain, will soon open. Your task is to blend in and bring the Gonggong Miracle Stone back."

"I know you are not convinced, but I still need to warn you: Do not act impulsively. Complete your mission first. This is related to the grand plans of Sang Island for the next ten thousand years, so don’t take it lightly!"

Michael S. Lucien considered himself a peerless genius, and he never took the National Master, respected by everyone, seriously. He believed that he would surpass her one day. However, three months ago, the National Master suddenly appeared outside his humble abode, and after half a Shichen, he willingly submitted to the National Master, vowing to contribute his part to the rise of Sang Island.

This was his first mission since submitting to the National Master. Although displeased, he decided to follow her instructions.

Upon arriving on the land of Wood Dynasty, he snorted coldly, "I’ll let Owen Bertram go this time and focus on bringing the Cloud Cliff Miracle Stone back."

"The next time I set foot on Wood Dynasty, it will be Owen Bertram’s death day!"

...

On the night Owen Bertram subdued the four members of the Sixth Realm, Lachlan Ashen was sitting on a mountain peak two hundred miles away. He quietly felt the violent and tumultuous energy waves within East Immortal Lake and gently touched a pile of beast bones next to him.

After arriving at East Immortal Lake, he used his Witch Priest techniques to divine and decided to stop without going any further.

As he expected, the cultivators who arrived early in East Immortal Lake were caught by Owen Bertram. In the following days, he divined again and quietly entered the range of East Immortal Lake.

He always held the Micro-count Skill’s inheritor in contempt, thinking that those whose luck was extremely good did not deserve respect. Moreover, he confidently believed that the divination skills of the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region were no worse than the Micro-count Skill.

He was also confident that even if Owen Bertram could subdue four Sixth Realm members, he would not lose to him in a fight. The grudges between the Saintess delegation of the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region and Owen Bertram had always been on Lachlan Ashen’s mind, and he wanted to find an opportunity to settle the score.

The Saintess of North Ice might be a traitor, but she was a traitor to the Northern Region, and it should be the Northern Region People who judged her, not the Wood People meddling in their affairs.

However, during his trip to East Immortal Lake, he had other important tasks to accomplish, so he couldn’t recklessly confront Owen Bertram first. Once he completed his main mission, he would definitely find an opportunity to face Owen Bertram before leaving Wood Dynasty.

Killing Owen Bertram did not conflict with his mission on this trip, and it could even complement the mission.

He was now standing by East Immortal Lake, just a short distance away from the soon-to-open Country of Mourning. So, after another prayer, he threw the beast bones in his hand into the sky.

Splash—

During the descent, the beast bones seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force and formed a peculiar pattern as they bizarrely tumbled down.

He used his thick fingers to pick up the bones one by one, analyzing the divination results based on their positions.

"Very well, indeed there is something we need in the Country of Mourning. Judging from the divination diagram, it aligns perfectly with the strategies devised by me and the Great Chieftain."