The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 227 - 227 226 Inside the SSS-Rated Mission

227: Chapter 226 Inside the SSS-Rated Mission 227: Chapter 226 Inside the SSS-Rated Mission The Dark Council is an extremely secretive organization, whose main purpose is to restrain the dark forces.

As for how many members it has and how powerful they are, no one really knows; only that there are four leaders at the top.

Although these four have never revealed their true strength, it is speculated that they are at least of Saint Level.

Wang Dadong’s pupils narrowed slightly, he hadn’t expected Mu Ming to know not only his identity as Death Knell but also so thoroughly the unspoken rules of the Dark World.

The so-called constraints are only for the weak.

In the world of the strong, there are far fewer constraints.

The stronger the power, the fewer the constraints.

Even if you could stand at the peak of martial force, there would be nothing to constrain you anymore.

Therefore, the Dark Council generally only intervenes in disputes below the Saint Level.

As for Saints, or even stronger entities, the Dark Council usually turns a blind eye.

Unless what you do is too outrageous, then the Dark Council will step in to intervene.

Of course, don’t think the Dark Council would hesitate to act against a Saint.

There was once a newly ascended Saint who thought nothing could constrain him anymore, so he enslaved an entire city, becoming a Tyrant.

One day later, his head was severed.

While it cannot be confirmed whether the Dark Council was behind it, since then, even Saints have not dared to be too arrogant.

“You can know the content of the task if you want, just tell me, what reward did you ask from Qin Xue?” Wang Dadong said indifferently.

“Oh?

Our Mr.

Death Knell is indeed as the rumors say, entangled in romantic debts all over the place!” Mu Ming chuckled.

“If you’re not going to say, forget it,” Wang Dadong said, preparing to leave.

“Mr.

Death Knell, don’t be in a hurry, who said I’m not going to tell you?” Mu Ming suddenly walked up to Wang Dadong, hooking his arm.

Instantly, a refreshing fragrance emanated from her body, making one’s spirit flutter.

Wang Dadong bit his tongue sharply, snapping his mind back to clarity.

It is not that our soldier king lacked self-control, rather the fragrance from the Combatant ladies inherently had an alluring effect.

“Worthy of being Hell’s Death Knell, recovering so quickly,” admiration flashed across Mu Ming’s face, her specially formulated fragrance was easily capable of making one lose themselves.

Damn it, even though this woman seems harmless, she’s definitely a dangerous person.

Distracting himself now would definitely be courting death.

“Speak, what exactly did you ask as a reward from Qin Xue?” Wang Dadong asked in a deep voice.

“What if I said there was no reward, would you believe me?” Mu Ming looked up at Wang Dadong with her big eyes fluttering.

“Do you think I would believe that?”

“Well then, what I asked for is quite simple—the Xueyun Group,” Mu Ming revealed.

Wang Dadong’s expression grew serious, “Impossible, Qin Xue would never agree to that condition.”

“Of course, she wouldn’t agree, but you see, the Battle God Temple’s way of collecting payment is to take it tenfold.”

Taking tenfold payment—that’s the tyranny of the Battle God Temple.

Hence, anyone who had the slightest understanding of the Battle God Temple was reluctant to get involved with them.

Wang Dadong understood that Mu Ming’s deal with Qin Xue might’ve been for ten percent of the shares of Xueyun Group, but what Qin Xue didn’t know was that the Battle God Temple’s way of collecting payment was to take one thousand percent!

In other words, the contract stated Qin Xue was to give Mu Ming ten percent of the shares, but in reality, Qin Xue had to give up the entire Xueyun Group!

“Now that I’ve told you my reward, you should tell me about the task’s content, right?”

Wang Dadong nodded, “The task is for me to retrieve an item.”

“And then?”

“That’s the content of the task I’ve told you.”

Mu Ming immediately frowned, a terrifying killing intent erupting from her, “You’re playing me!”

This killing intent nearly made Wang Dadong’s breathing stop.

His assessment was not wrong—she was very close to Saint Level, at least at the top level of the Superhuman Realm.

“I told you the truth,” Wang Dadong replied indifferently, the top level of the Superhuman Realm wasn’t enough to threaten him.

Mu Ming reigned in her killing intent and switched to a coquettish tone, “Brother Mourning Bell, then what exactly is the item you retrieved?”

Wang Dadong shook his arm, dislodging her grip, and said expressionlessly, “It’s better that you don’t know, or it won’t be good for you.”

Having said that, he walked away into the night.

“Hmph, even if you don’t tell me, I can still find out,” Mu Ming stomped her foot and quickly vanished into the night as well.

To obtain that item, Wang Dadong almost perished.

Moreover, strictly speaking, he hadn’t truly completed the task.

The requirement for the task was to bring back an intact Copper Box, but what he handed over were fragments of the Copper Box.

And he could never forget what happened when the box was shattered.

At that time, seven or eight powers fought over the box; there were easily a thousand Mortal Realm masters, up to a hundred Superhuman Realm masters, a few Saints, and also the tribal warrior guarding the Copper Box.

If it wasn’t for the Copper Box being with him, he probably would have been blasted into smithereens by so many powerful beings.

In the multi-faction battle, the Copper Box was hit directly by an attack from a Saint.

The Copper Box cracked open, emitting countless glows.

Wang Dadong and all living beings within ten feet of him were covered in a layer of mud.

He thought he was surely dead, but as the mud dispersed, Wang Dadong was unharmed, while those around him covered in mud were all shattered into pieces.

The box was broken, the tribal warrior guarding it had a look of despair on their faces, uttering strange noises from their mouths.

Unfortunately, Wang Dadong couldn’t understand that ancient language.

The tribal warriors retreated, but other powerful beings remained.

It was then that Wang Dadong entered a berserk state, slaughtering all the powerful beings, with only a few Saints barely escaping.

To bring him out of that state, the Piano Emperor took half a year to help him recover.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that helping him had severely wounded the Piano Emperor’s Spirit Qi, perhaps the Piano Emperor wouldn’t have…

“Piano, I’m the one who harmed you…”

Wang Dadong closed his eyes in pain, blaming his youthful arrogance for taking on a task that even Saints would not dare to accept.

“Boss!”

Just as Wang Dadong was in immense pain, a gentle voice slowly came from behind him.