The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 148: Every gift from fate has long been secretly marked with a price.
Looking at the believers below the stage, their eyes rolling back, expressions twisted in a grotesque manner like a bunch of high junkies, Zhu Haomiao sneered and curled his lips, murmuring softly in a voice as tiny as a mosquito.
"Indulge in your greed..."
Every gift from fate has long been marked with a price in the shadows.
With a meaningful smirk, Zhu Haomiao glanced at Wilson, who stood respectfully beside him.
Having absorbed nearly ten [Greed Coins] in one go, Wilson did not lose composure like the believers below, his expression remained calm and composed.
However, the black light in his pupils grew even more abyss-like, resembling an unfathomable bottomless abyss!
Gazing at the black light swaying and twisting in Wilson's eyes, Zhu Haomiao couldn't suppress a smile.
In the depths of his mind, he had a premonition that he and this [Container] were becoming increasingly harmonious, and maybe when [Greed] advanced to the next stage, some unexpected qualitative change might occur.
With a faint expectation, Zhu Haomiao willed his thoughts, and Wilson held a gorgeous jewel-encrusted box, kneeling respectfully in front of the youth.
Clenching his fist above the opened box, Zhu Haomiao slightly relaxed his hand, and the dazzling [Greed Coins] fell like a waterfall into the box below, producing a series of pleasant tinkling sounds.
Dividing half of the remaining [Greed Coins] as Wilson's budget for developing believers, Zhu Haomiao sighed with some regret.
After a round of sacrifice, the "net profit" left for himself was only about a hundred coins, with the majority returned to the believers as "kickbacks"!
Where else in the world can you find such a conscientious boss like me!
You're lucky to come across me, you sinners!
Clicking his tongue, Zhu Haomiao silently left the scene, preparing to retreat to the sleeping tomb for recovery.
Although after his [Dao Heart] advanced to LV.3, his Illusion Realm's endurance improved to the extent of over thirty days, allowing him to stay for another ten days for adjustments.
But after a fierce battle, he felt exhausted both physically and mentally, with injuries all over his body being particularly uncomfortable.
Might as well fall into a deep sleep, letting his body naturally heal, so that he could make trouble again in a renewed full form next time!
Oh, and by the way, I can break through [Inner Strength] and [External Skills]...
However, just as Zhu Haomiao was heartlessly returning to his vacation, a violent storm blew from the Far East to Europe, and the entire world was shocked and dismayed by a [Blood-colored Banquet] massacre!
Boom!
The top-grade solid wood desk was smashed into splinters by a punch, and Red Dragon Duke Joseph Cristo's pupils turned into reptilian vertical slits, radiating a cruel bloody light.
The colonial official standing in front of him trembled uncontrollably, as if the weight of the entire heavens and earth were pressing down on him, ready to crush him to powder!
"An Empire Quasi-General, over forty officers..."
"We conquered the entire South Asia Subcontinent without losing so many officers!!"
A low, oppressed roar vibrated through the air, and the terrifying growl didn't sound like a human voice, more like the resonance from a large carnivorous animal's chest.
"And you, you useless bastards, can't even find the murderer!"
The colonial official wiped his cold sweat and explained while trembling.
"We've mobilized all intelligence networks, but the opponent seems to have vanished without a trace, with no clues!"
"Useless!"
"How could someone who could single-handedly massacre dozens of Empire officers have no clues?"
"Let the local yellow-skinned monkeys find them!"
"If they can't find them, I'll go to the Qing Court Imperial Capital, chop off their emperor's head, and hang his pigtail from the battleship's mast!"
The colonial official, seeming to smell a strong blood odor, wiped his cold sweat and nodded dryly.
"As you command."
At that moment, the office door opened without warning, and Joseph Cristo's tiger eyes widened, ready to explode, but seeing the figure that entered, he forcibly suppressed his anger.
"Hiram, why are you not protecting the Empress at home and running to the Far East?"
"Greetings to the esteemed Red Dragon Duke."
Hiram greeted neither humbly nor arrogantly, and said in a flat and straightforward tone.
"The [Blood-colored Banquet] massacre shocked the entire Empire; almost every family in the Upper and Lower House is in mourning, the Warren Marquisate, Duke Harper, Count Isco, and over a dozen families lost heirs, with five ancient families extinct. The Empress demands an explanation."
"I will give the Empress a satisfactory answer as soon as possible!"
"No! I will be responsible for this matter."
Upon hearing this, Joseph Cristo squinted his eyes, the reptilian-like scarlet vertical pupils fixed on Hiram.
The overwhelming and terrifying pressure loomed over, even with Hiram's mindset, he couldn't help but frown deeply.
"Your Grace, this is the Empress's order."
The soft words pierced the heart like a needle, and Joseph Cristo understood that this was the Empress expressing dissatisfaction with him, he slowly took a deep breath, removing his threatening gaze.
Upon seeing this, Hiram relaxed his tense nerves, but he also did not wish to antagonize the Empire's power holders, offering a diplomatic explanation.
"Your Grace, don't misunderstand. The Empress has dispatched a Round Table Knights group to the Far East. I will lead them to investigate without affecting your work." ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Hearing Hiram's explanation, Joseph Cristo finally suppressed his hostility completely, waving his hand coldly.
"Go ahead, I'll have local officials cooperate with you."
"Thank you, Your Grace!"
...........
Time passed swiftly
In the dark, secluded sleeping tomb, a long-sleeping figure quietly opened his eyes.
Buzz~
Faint black light rippled silently, and the space-time in the entire subterranean tomb rippled invisibly, as if trembling and shivering due to the descent of some will.
Confused chaotic thoughts gradually cleared, connecting with pre-slumber memories, Zhu Haomiao instinctively looked at the [Book of Black].
[Big Toad Qi]: LV.4→LV.5 (Great Success)
[Qi] +4
[God] +3
[Dexterity] +1
[Hard Qi Skill]: LV.4→LV.5 (Great Success)
[Body] +3
[Strength] +3
[Essence] +2
Clenching his fists, carefully comprehending the wondrous realm after the breakthrough in cultivation techniques, Zhu Haomiao took a deep breath, his entire chest and abdomen swelling dramatically like a balloon.
Gurgle~ gurgle~ gurgle~
Inner Qi circulated in the five internal organs, carrying away invisible toxins and impurities, exhaling bit by bit with each breath.
Amidst the toad-like gurgling of his internal organs, Zhu Haomiao expelled a mouthful of fetid foul Qi, feeling a refreshing coolness circulating through his organs, very comfortable.
The breathing efficiency of the Great Achievement realm [Big Toad Qi] nearly doubled, and the refining effect on the organs was more powerful...
It felt a bit like foundation-building techniques in a cultivation novel...
