Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 723 - 567 Silent Storm + - 568 Unexpected Surprise

Chapter 723: Chapter 567 Silent Storm + Chapter 568 Unexpected Surprise

Four Seas Trading Company station.

Bustling with activity.

As carts of grain were continuously transported into the storage, Chu Zhengxing wiped the sweat off his face, snatched the palm-leaf fan from the maid beside him, and fanned vigorously more than a dozen times before he could finally catch his breath.

"I’m dead tired, next time someone else can do this thankless and exhausting task, I’m not coming here again."

Although Chu Zhengxing was complaining, it seemed that he was quite dissatisfied with the constant running around and arranging various miscellaneous tasks.

But for those who knew him well, they could detect a hint of smugness hidden deep within his eyes.

’After making such great contributions, once the task is accomplished, I’ll be promoted and rise two ranks to obtain the title of Thousand Households, becoming a Master of a region...’

He quietly calculated, squinting his eyes and hiding the sharpness within them, then turned and headed towards the back yard.

After all is said and done, at the last moment, he still felt uneasy about those three "weirdos."

The woman, though cold and fierce, could still distinguish right from wrong. As long as she wasn’t provoked and found him useful, her attitude might not be great, but she wouldn’t act unreasonably.

The big, burly man who rambled incessantly appeared to be a real pushover. As long as you kept him supplied with good wine and food, and sought out some rare and curious treasures for him, he was easy to serve.

The only intolerable one was the gloomy Zombie.

Yes, in Chu Zhengxing’s eyes, the young man who always looked at people with a skewed gaze and held his head high, with a complexion so pale it lacked any hint of blood, was a Zombie.

Because that guy really did suck blood.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a terrified scream pierced the silence of the backyard, cut short before it could fully escape the throat.

Chu Zhengxing’s face changed.

His two chubby legs picked up speed, he dashed through the flowers, and then saw a tall, thin man dressed in black with a cape over his head, grabbing a maid about eleven or twelve years old.

From Chu Zhengxing’s angle, long fangs protruded from the corners of the tall, thin man’s mouth. With just a few sucks, the little maid in his hands withered into skin and bones.

She was already breathless.

"No, please no."

Chu Zhengxing rushed forward until he was seven paces away and then abruptly stopped.

It wasn’t that he wanted to stop, but as the tall, thin Red-Eyed man turn to look at him,

a vast fear emerged in his heart.

A murderous intent as pervasive as the heavens invaded his soul, almost stopping his heart.

His limbs numb, his sweat pouring out like starch.

He was completely immobilized.

Like a timid and cowardly person encountering a fierce and ferocious tiger.

Paralyzed even before the beast pounces.

This was the crushing of life on a fundamental level.

From this, one could see just how enormous the disparity was between their strengths.

Before Chu Zhengxing fattened up, he was also an elite of the Great Yu Phoenix Platform. He might not have been battle-hardened, but he had certainly experienced numerous bloody battles and had been promoted to the rank of Hundred Households, proving his competence.

His cultivation had even reached the point where he attuned all five viscera, possessing a robust physique and was on the verge of nurturing his True Qi.

Yet at this moment, he began to doubt whether his cultivation was real at all.

The opponent only looked at him once, and he couldn’t bear the pressure.

"This age of girls is not enough for my taste; bring me ten more, one is not satisfying enough," said the lanky young man with a strange accent, as if giving orders to a servant.

Chu Zhengxing heard his words, and the numbness on his body dissipated like a receding tide, as he hastily bowed and responded.

"Ten might be too few. Sir, please feel free to enjoy anyone within this residence. If we need more, bringing people from outside might attract unwanted attention. The important matter at hand is..."

"Are you teaching me how to do things, hmm?" the young man’s eyes flashed dangerously.

He was about to erupt in anger.

"That’s why I hate working with such dirty creatures on tasks," said the figure that now appeared beside the flowerbeds, bathed in a faint white light. The muscular man held a large, curved-headed Magic Wand, with a burl at the top as large as a child’s head, faintly emanating a glowing white Holy Light that was mesmerizing.

But this did not include the tall, thin young man.

Upon hearing this voice, his face twisted slightly, "Sen Rui, you think I like dealing with a charlatan like you? If it weren’t for the task at hand, I’d suck your blood dry this time, and let you see the Underworld God a step earlier."

That was the most malicious curse.

To see the Underworld God instead of the God of Light.

Upon hearing these words, Sen Rui uttered a prayer, and with a backhand slap, he unleashed a divine light two feet tall and whipped up a windstorm with his Magic Wand that he was ready to bring down.

"Enough, Robbin, Sen Rui, I don’t care how you fight later on, but if you ruin this task and miss out on the reward, believe it or not, I’ll freeze you both into ice sculptures and set you in the Black Prison Exhibition Hall for a hundred years," came a stern voice. As it rang through the air, every flower in the garden fell to the ground, turning into ice powder.

Chu Zhengxing felt a chill all over; the hot breath he exhaled turned into ice mist as soon as it left his mouth. He quickly circulated the Qi-Blood in his body, feeling as though his blood was about to freeze into ice, and despair flashed in his eyes.

With just a shout, he was about to die.

A death utterly devoid of value.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have taken this task. Let whoever wants to achieve merits take it.

Fortunately, as the voice faded, the chill that had just risen on his body disappeared.

The thin, blood-pupiled young man and the burly Magic Wand-wielding man both twisted their bodies and turned their heads away, no longer arguing.

A woman with an icy expression and snow-white hair walked out from among the bushes.

This person held a small ice crystal Magic Wand in her hand, flicked it, and a duck egg-sized pitch-black stone flew out. She turned to Chu Zhengxing and asked, "Where is the Soul Crystal you prepared?"