Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 832 - 830: When Countrymen Meet, a Knife in the Back
At that moment, a gust of wind blew by, sending a chill down the spines of everyone present.
Someone suddenly spoke up, "Are these Great Demons all raised by those Black Robed People? What exactly are they trying to do!"
If even one were to be released, it could easily disrupt an entire city.
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of dread in their hearts.
Luckily, the Special Administration Bureau had already set up defenses, guarding the outskirts of Death Mountain.
At that same moment, everyone felt the weight on their shoulders growing heavier.
"We should hurry up and meet up with Brother Long and the others."
Those who had previously followed the Dragon Spirit left marks along the way, preventing them from taking wrong turns, and allowing them to quickly catch up.
During this process, they caught sight of a portion of the Underground Palace, enough to leave them astounded.
"This really looks like those ancient royal tombs."
"This Underground Palace is truly enormous. Look over there; those items seem even more precious than the antiques displayed in museums..."
The size and lavishness of the Underground Palace surpassed their imaginations.
If it weren’t for the signs of recent destruction, people could easily believe it was originally a museum.
Meanwhile, the woman who had been closely following them glanced at a large opening in the ground.
Her eyes were filled with excitement; she had finally found this place.
She removed the cap from her head, and her glossy white hair cascaded down, adding to her cool and bold aura.
The face she had deliberately kept hidden earlier was now fully visible—it was none other than Rong Gu!
Back then, she lost control of the Ice Dragon’s power and went berserk, giving an opportunity to those surrounding her to capture her.
It was laughable how the Special Administration Bureau thought catching her meant they could hold her.
But they didn’t realize that as long as they didn’t immediately render her powerless or kill her, once she recovered, no one could hold her.
The people from the Special Administration Bureau treated her as a high-profile criminal, guarded with strict security.
But even if they strategized endlessly, they couldn’t imagine that if she wished, not even this many people could restrain her.
After being captured by Yun Ran and almost imprisoned once, she vowed never to fall into the same trap twice.
So when she was rescued, knowing full well those people were exploiting her, even attempting to obtain the book from her, she handed it over without hesitation.
Besides, she had memorized the book thoroughly, capable of reproducing countless copies anytime.
In exchange, she acquired many resources she previously couldn’t access, and she gained exposure to many secret techniques.
Even some of the secret techniques she originally couldn’t perfect saw great improvement.
She had long ceased to be the person she was before—no one could hold her.
The only regret she had was not having enough time to kill all the Special Administration Bureau people before being discovered.
If not for the concern of drawing those few influential figures she was wary of, she would’ve finished them.
Those who traded with her initially were led by the Black Robed People.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t part of their direct lineage, so she wasn’t given much information.
Yet, the more she engaged with them, the more she realized how much she lacked. Once a person sees the shortcut to rise higher, how could they possibly give it up?
Now she finally found the perfect opportunity, joining their team to discover the stronghold of the Black Robed People.
This place had many resources she needed.
Normally, those who guided her here ought to be eliminated.
But she required someone to distract those Black Robed People and unknown hidden Great Demons.
Only when the snipe and the clam struggle against each other can the fisherman benefit.
Rong Gu then jumped into the Underground Palace.
However, the direction she took was not the one the Special Administration Bureau members had taken; she went the opposite way.
Although she wasn’t part of the Black Robed People internally, she knew a considerable amount.
Rong Gu found the location of the Mystic Iron Gate without taking a single wrong turn.
After the little master uncle went inside, he closed the Mystic Iron Gate and marked it with warnings.
This was out of caution, fearing the Special Administration Bureau would discover it and foolishly intrude.
Rong Gu saw the faint glow on the Mystic Iron Gate and the alert marks, wrongly assuming it was the Black Robed People’s doing.
She came here for this place; there was no way she would give up just because of warning signs.
Sometimes, both Rong Gu and Yun Ran shared similar traits: if something was forbidden, it was all the more tempting to do.
Rong Gu pushed against the Mystic Iron Gate, but it didn’t budge.
However, she wasn’t worried. If this opened so easily, then that would be unexpected.
With a forceful exertion, silver-white scales emerged on her previously white and delicate arms.
With a "bang," the protective seal on the Mystic Iron Gate placed by the little master uncle was shattered.
Simultaneously.
The Dragon Spirit’s gaze sharply turned toward the direction of the Mystic Iron Gate.
"Brother Long, what is it?"
The Dragon Spirit’s eyes flickered; he sensed the presence of another of his kind, but it was filled with violent energy, as if it could destroy the world.
This puzzled the Dragon Spirit—how could there be another Dragon Spirit here?
Having four Dragon Spirits over at Five Emperors Mountain was already excessive.
If Dragon Spirits became common like this, his value would diminish significantly.
Exactly, at this moment, the Dragon Spirit had the thought ’old friend meets old friend only to be backstabbed.’
Such a brutal Dragon Spirit would definitely not be a good one; it’s best to eliminate it early.
Yet, with Yun Ran and the little master uncle absent, relying on just himself and these unhelpful individuals, it would be tough to deal with that creature.
The Dragon Spirit didn’t even see his current desire to consume other Dragon Spirits as a bad thing.
After all, he himself wasn’t someone with high moral standards. Besides, it was tantamount to doing a public service; he was doing a good deed.
With this notion surfacing, the Dragon Spirit began to itch with anticipation, thinking he should capture the ’fellow’ exuding such aggressive energy first.
