My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 190: Truly Worthy of Being the Centennial Senior Brother

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Truly Worthy of Being the Centennial Senior Brother

However, on further thought, Wang Zijia understood that if Min Xin failed, whether he was discovered by the ghost spirits of the Dark Hall or failed to hand in his letter of intent, he wouldn’t have a good end either. Understanding this, his diligent actions made sense.

Hmm, still somewhat ruthless!

"Let’s go then!" As Wang Zijia nodded, he looked at Min Xin, who had a wooden expression, and asked, "This is your first task as a letter of intent, you know the consequences of failure, right?"

"Senior Brother, rest assured. In order to help Senior Brother Jiang escape from this suffering as soon as possible, I will do everything I can!" Min Xin replied seriously with righteous words, his face expressionless.

Wang Zijia: "······"

So men can have plastic brothers too!

Such heartfelt words coming from a relationship of over a hundred years - the bond between you brothers is truly deep!

"Let’s go then!" Having said that, Wang Zijia was surrounded by five talismans and disappeared into thin air.

Seeing this, a Black Panther emerged from Min Xin’s side. Its body grew huge, reaching over a meter tall and more than two meters long, looking like an elegant black horse.

Min Xin immediately mounted the leopard, leaning slightly on its back. The Spiritual Light flowed around the Black Panther, and man and beast vanished into the darkness, taking the form of a shadow. Jumping out of the courtyard, they rapidly headed in one direction.

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The Beast Control Zone to the west, Chaotic Burial Mound.

Due to the special nature of the Beast Control Bloodline, not only was there a considerable forest around the Beast Control Zone, but also several Chaotic Burial Mounds.

These weren’t used for burying disciples, but mostly for burying various rubbish beasts, or dealing with worthless, unsuccessfully researched or trained beast bones, etc. The neighboring Transformation Pulse Zone had similar places. After all, disciples from both bloodlines often conducted research together, even deeply cooperating at times.

For example, routinely modifying and enhancing Beast Control Bloodlines, or the unconventional practice of merging man and beast, dual soul coexistence, and all kinds of messy things.

Riding on the Black Panther, Min Xin quickly moved through the shadows and arrived at the Western Chaotic Burial Mound in no time.

The entire Chaotic Burial Mound was a piece of abandoned woodland, with dead trees and wild grass everywhere, very desolate. Bathed in the pale moonlight, it was deeply oppressive and terrifying.

"Caw caw!"

On the dead branches of trees that looked like old locust trees, crows played a solo in the cold night. But they didn’t bring any vitality to this place, instead adding a sense of desolation.

Min Xin, who was swiftly moving forward, glanced at the crow on the tree with blood-red eyes. Without stopping, he ran quickly towards the center of the Chaotic Burial Mound.

The core area of the Chaotic Burial Mound, surrounded by a number of gravestones and a convergence of gloomy aura, surprisingly wasn’t any graveyard but a somewhat dilapidated courtyard.

The fence surrounding the courtyard was broken in many places. There was a large open space in the yard, not a vegetable garden but several grave-like mounds.

Weeds grew all around the courtyard, making it very desolate. There was also an old locust tree in the courtyard, almost uncared for, with branches spreading wildly.

The house was made entirely of unknown bamboo and had been in disrepair for many years. It was dry and yellow, without any elegant appearance. Bathed in the night light, it appeared deeply gloomy.

Min Xin rode the leopard into the courtyard.

"Caw, caw!"

From the old locust tree, several blood-red-eyed crows flew up squawking.

"Senior Brother!" After Min Xin landed in the courtyard, he shouted towards the pitch-black bamboo house.

"Creak!" The door was opened, making a harsh sound.

An old man with sparse yellow hair, a wax-colored face full of wrinkles, and a small, hunched figure stepped out from the pitch-dark door.

The old man walked into the courtyard and looked at Min Xin who had just dismounted from the leopard and asked, "Contacting me in such a hurry and even coming personally, is there something important?"

Min Xin jumped off the Magic Panther, took a few steps forward, stopping at a position very close to Jiang Mingda. The Magic Panther turned into the size of a night cat, also closely following at Min Xin’s feet.

Min Xin looked around the courtyard, hesitated, and remained silent.

Jiang Mingda furrowed his brows. In the fluctuation of his mana, he lifted his hand and swung, a spiritual light, like ghost fog, rose up around the dimly falling courtyard, enveloping it.

"You can speak now!" After doing all this, Jiang Mingda finally spoke, "What matter makes you so cautious?"

"I’m positive about the matter of the Qinglian Realm; this world certainly has the heritage of the Ancient Green Lotus Sword Sect!" In his excitement, Min Xin instinctively took a few steps forward.

"Truly?" A glint flickered in Jiang Mingda’s muddled eyes as he stared at Min Xin, "How did you confirm this, the latest group hasn’t been sent down yet...you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that Min Xin was standing a bit too close.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Min Xin had already clawed at him in a sudden attack.

"Roar!"

At the same time, the Black Panther, that seemed like a wild cat at his feet, pounced like lightning, getting bigger rapidly as it charged forward.

"Boom!"

Caught off guard, a jade pendant around Jiang Mingda’s waist blinked with spiritual light, but the energy shield it spawned was immediately shattered by the pouncing Magic Panther.

The Magic Panther, too, was knocked askew from the impact of the shattered energy shield.

However, Min Xin, who was close behind, snatched out a claw in a flash.

"Puchi!"

In a premeditated attack, a claw surprisingly pierced right through the old man’s abdomen, passing through his body.

After piercing through the abdomen, Min Xin didn’t stop. He attempted to reach in and pull out, to widen the wound.

"Pfft!"

Before he could continue, Jiang Mingda’s figure suddenly wavered for a moment. Then, the entire body exploded open.

However, the corpse didn’t spit out any red fluids while exploding. The remains of the pale white corpse just scattered into a few pieces, dropping to the ground like extremely hard chunks of iron.

If one looked carefully at the head piece, it had green face and sharp fangs. It was clearly a zombie, not the old man from before.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the head of a small mound in the courtyard also exploded.

"Cough, cough!"

Jiang Mingda crawled out of the pit, his stomach wound still gushing. Between coughs, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, and his intestines and a yellow fluid flowed out of his wound. From the look of it, he seemed to have hurriedly used a displacement technique and fled.

"You..."

Before Jiang Mingda could catch his breath, Min Xin and the Black Panther, who were very familiar with him, lunged at him again like lightning.

Seeing this, Jiang Mingda suppressed his wound, his mana quickly fluctuating.

"Bang... Bang..."

Then, as two more mounds exploded, two White Zombies sprang out and rushed towards Min Xin and the Black Panther. At the same time, the exploded zombie on the ground moved its severed limbs and crawled towards Min Xin.

Jiang Mingda himself swiftly retreated while also drawing out a medicine bottle. He poured out a pill and was about to swallow it.

"Huh?"

However, at that moment, the single healing pill in his hand abruptly split into two. A free Injury Healing Pill popped up from the void into his hand. The pill was filled with a strong wine fragrance that intoxicated him. Surprised by the miraculous operation, Jiang Mingda was stunned.

Then he felt a sudden chill in his heart, realizing there was another person present.