I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 651 - 461 Visit
「Southeast Asia.」
In a secluded temple deep within a forest.
"Control life and death? Strip away lifespan? How could Dragon Country’s already fragmented Daoist culture possibly give birth to something like this?"
The speaker was bare-chested. His skin was as dark as ink, and his head was just as smooth and bald. Countless golden symbols adorned his body. Behind him stood a grotesque statue of an evil god, unsettling to behold. Around his cross-legged form were nearly a hundred bottles and jars.
All these containers were firmly sealed, their tops covered with paper talismans. From time to time, one of the jars would tremble strangely. But if the fluctuation of power grew too strong, the talismans would flash, and the disturbance would subside. The entire hall was filled with an eerie silence.
After a long moment, the figure in the hall finally moved. He slowly turned to the side and tore the seal off a jar next to him. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
The jar instantly moved without a breeze, shaking a few times before tipping over and spilling the pitch-black ashes inside onto the floor. The faint cries of an infant echoed through the air.
The man then stood up and took a step forward. Though there was nothing beneath his foot, he seemed to tread on something.
CRACK.
The sound of something being crushed rang out. A sharp scream followed, and the crying ceased.
At the same time, the ashes on the floor swirled as if blown by the wind, automatically forming various sinister symbols.
Looking at the symbols, the man clicked his tongue and chuckled lightly. "Interesting. Even I can’t make sense of this. It seems I’ll have to send someone to Dragon Country for a look."
「In Triangular Country, also in Southeast Asia.」
Inside a magnificent palace, countless devotees were offering incense. Just entering this place was enough to make one feel as if their body and mind were being cleansed. After all, this was the largest and most prestigious official temple in Triangular Country. Throughout Southeast Asia, this temple’s fame was considerable. It was the polar opposite of the malevolent temple in the forest.
And in this temple, a smiling Buddha was preaching and distributing scriptures. On the table before him lay a newspaper. The headline read: "Top Diviner Appears in Dragon Country’s Haojiang, Hailed as a Living Immortal by Haojiang’s Wealthiest."
「Atop Dragon Country’s Mount Qinshan.」
Inside a small wooden cabin, a white-haired old man read a newspaper his disciple had just brought him. The more he read, the more he trembled uncontrollably, his eyes filled with an unconcealable excitement.
"Has my Dragon Country finally produced such a capable person?"
「In a marshy forest in the south of Dragon Country, swarming with snakes, mosquitoes, and countless insects.」
A grotesquely twisted old man was uttering a strange prophecy, incomprehensible to ordinary people. His withered skin was also completely covered in runes. In front of him, hundreds of transparent glass bottles hung from bizarre trees, each containing strange insects that flitted in and out of sight. Even in his hair, small bugs constantly crawled to the surface.
Meanwhile, a hundred meters behind him, a young man slowly made his way forward, carrying the background information on the person he was to investigate.
「Xiangjiang. Atop a high-rise residential building beside the most luxurious commercial street.」
"You’re leaving tomorrow?" Wu Tong’s voice came from behind Xia Liang, who nodded twice without turning his head.
Ever since he had completely resolved the Tufeng Group’s troubles last week, Director Wu’s film had also finished its final scenes. It wouldn’t be long before it premiered, and Xia Liang no longer had any reason to stay. After lingering for a few more days, he decided he would return to Qingyun City tomorrow. He had been away for over a month and had long been thinking of going back.
"In two more months, once the movie is released, I’ll be going to Taixia to shoot that TV series," Wu Tong said, handing Xia Liang a glass of water.
Xia Liang simply nodded.
Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang. Wu Tong turned and walked toward the entrance.
As for Xia Liang, he remained on the balcony, gazing indifferently at the city below, seemingly unconcerned about who had arrived. After all, ever since the remnants of Tufeng Group were dealt with, high-ranking figures from Xiangjiang had been visiting almost daily. Although Liao Yijie and Director Wu hadn’t spread the news of Xia Liang’s arrival, some of the Protectors had leaked information. Through them, many of Xiangjiang’s elite had learned of his presence.
And while the specific events of that night in Xiangjiang hadn’t circulated widely, what happened in Haojiang was known to many. Consequently, quite a few people came seeking him out. Xia Liang didn’t refuse visits from people like Director Wu and Liao Yijie. However, he had Wu Tong politely turn away nearly all the other high-level individuals from Xiangjiang who came looking for him. He was, after all, a person who disliked trouble.
A few moments later, Wu Tong reached the door. She was about to politely refuse the visitor, but when she saw clearly who it was, she froze and said involuntarily, "Grandpa Ning, what... what brings you here?"
