The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 723 - 592 A grand spectacle of both falling off their horses [2 more updates]

Chapter 723: 592 A grand spectacle of both falling off their horses [2 more updates]

Two words, calm and indifferent, as if he were going to have a cup of tea, not wipe out an O continent ancient financial consortium.

Watching those cannons turn into slag, how could the Elders Council not be shocked, yet how could they possibly fail to react?

This was an ancient martial artist!

Moreover, it wasn’t an ordinary one, he was definitely above an Ancient Martial Grandmaster.

The Pazzi Family had also suspected that Devil was an ancient martial artist; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to kill an elder so effortlessly.

Because when they examined the elder’s injuries afterward, they found his heart meridian severed, yet there were no wounds on the surface.

Apart from some kind of laser weapon, only an ancient martial artist could accomplish that.

Therefore, the Pazzi Family had purchased even higher-level weapons, specifically to guard against ancient martial artists.

The cannon fired earlier was definitely capable of killing an Ancient Martial Grandmaster.

How could this be?

Could there possibly be even more powerful ancient martial artists above the level of an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?

How do we fight this?!

The Great Elder stepped back and commanded harshly, "Increase the firepower!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A hail of bullets rained down, unable to harm Fu Yunshen in the slightest, who had inner strength protecting his body.

He didn’t even enter through the door; using his inner strength, stepping on bricks, he leapt up from the castle’s exterior, over a hundred meters high.

At that moment, the Elders Council finally panicked completely.

Watching the man draw ever closer, the Great Elder became unsteady and collapsed to the ground.

"Shh, don’t be so afraid," Fu Yunshen chuckled lowly, "I still need your old self to show me the way."

He casually turned his head, his hand merely waving.

Inner strength from a distance, he directly sealed the acupoints of the other six elders, rendering them unable to move an inch.

The Great Elder’s face turned deathly pale, hoisted up by Fu Yunshen with one hand, and forced to walk into the castle.

**

As the head of the O continent’s Four Great Financial Groups, the Pazzi Family’s castle, naturally, was enormous, akin to a small city with a population of two to three hundred thousand.

Disturbances from the outer perimeter of the castle did not affect the interior in the least.

After all, the Pazzi Family’s castle was situated in a border area, where the sound of gunfire was an everyday occurrence.

If it were quiet one day, the Pazzi Family would actually find that odd.

Moreover, with the Elders Council and so many firearms, who could actually conquer the Pazzi Family?

But just because the core members of the direct lineage within the castle weren’t affected didn’t mean other powers surveilling the Pazzi Family couldn’t see what was happening.

Almost the moment the Great Elder ordered all firearms aimed at Fu Yunshen, the Lorentz Family received the news.

This message was delivered directly to Xize.

"Tsk, Devil’s really gone mad, could it be..." Xize’s ice blue eyes narrowed, "Did he really take a wife?"

He, the celebrated head of the Lorentz Family, prominent in many histories.

And yet, still a bachelor.

Is this fair?

Job: "..."

Is this really the point of focus?

Speaking with discretion, Job asked, "Master, what should we do?"

"Just watch for now. However, the mercenary troops can be deployed," Xize stroked his chin, "The boss said he would contact me tonight, said he’s sending me a gift. Job, guess what the boss will give me..."

Xize’s words were interrupted when suddenly he realized something.

His expression changed dramatically, "No good, the boss has gone to the Pazzi Family by himself!"

Hearing this, Job too was shocked, "By himself?"

To speak frankly, not even the Great Elder of the Lorentz Family would dare to invade the Pazzi Family alone.

The Lorentz Family hadn’t directly clashed with the Pazzi Family partly because doing so would indeed come at a significant cost.

Xize immediately stood up, "All mercenary troops, move out."

He never imagined that the gift Ying Zijin said she’d give him was the Pazzi Family.

Job hesitated for a moment, "Master, under what pretext?"

The Four Great Financial Groups had kept a balance, and the other three would not just watch the Pazzi Family get swallowed up by the Lorentz Family.

The situation in O continent was too complicated, touching one part affected the whole.

This was also why the Lorentz Family had left the Pazzi Family alone until now.

"A pretext?" Xize glanced at him and clicked his tongue, "Just say that I, as a person, love money and want to snatch Devil’s bounty. Can’t let him do it alone, understand?"

Job: "..."

**

By the time Ying Zijin finished reading in the library, it was already 6:30 in the evening.

The dinner was to start at seven.

The servants hustled, still preparing the meal.

Riven had been waiting outside the library for a long time, and when he saw the girl coming out, he straightened his suit, "Miss Ying, right? The master sent me to take you to the banquet hall."

Seeing Ying Zijin was without guard, he didn’t hide his motives, and when he brought her to a secluded grove, he stopped.

Riven turned around, and his intent was clear.

He gestured impatiently, "Aren’t you coming over? I’m supposed to serve you, right?"

Ying Zijin tilted her head, her gaze cold, "You’d better not touch me."

"Come off it, stop pretending," Riven sneered, "What’s with the virtuous act? As if anyone in the entertainment industry is clean?"

"Your private life isn’t upstanding. It’s your honor that I fancy you, and there’s nobody here. Who are you trying to impress with this act?"

Ying Zijin felt drowsy and yawned.

Riven smiled, "But to tell the truth, I’m already sick of female celebrities. I haven’t encountered a boss like you before. It must be more fun."

He didn’t take Ying Zijin’s words to heart and reached out to grab the girl’s arm.

However, before Riven’s hand could even touch the girl’s clothes, his fingers trembled.

The next second, he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Clutching his spasming heart, he crumpled to the ground in convulsions.

Soon, his face turned pale, and he completely passed out.

Ying Zijin ignored him and took out a black robe from her backpack.

The banquet hall wasn’t far from here, and Riven’s scream had alarmed Jerman.

He rushed over and, seeing Riven on the ground, his expression changed drastically.

"Don’t worry, he won’t die. He just won’t be able to do ’that kind’ of thing anymore, nor will he be able to pass on your Pazzi family’s lineage," Ying Zijin said calmly as she dressed. "I never kill people for no reason. It brings karmic obstacles and entanglements of cause and effect. It’s not worth it."

Jerman was on the verge of bursting with rage: "You—!"

But the next second, he couldn’t speak.

Because by this time, the girl had already put on her outer garment, and her get-up gave off a familiar vibe.

Black robe, black cloak.

Not a trace of her visage was visible, making it impossible to distinguish her gender.

Jerman’s mind flashed back to last year when the Bevin family had hired the Number One Poison Master to treat the Head of the Bevin Family, and how the Number One Poison Master had easily defeated a high-level mercenary group from the Underworld.

All the pieces fell into place, and Jerman blurted out: "You... you’re the Number One Poison Master?!"

"Correct," Ying Zijin changed her voice to an androgynous tone, "but there’s no reward."

Jerman’s face turned deathly white: "No... it’s impossible!"

How could the Number One Poison Master be in Hua Country?

And a woman, at that?

They had all concluded that the Number One Poison Master must be an old man who had lived for who knows how long.

Jerman didn’t have time to ponder how this could be as an unprecedented terror overwhelmed him.

The Number One Poison Master!

The most terrifying existence among all top-ranking hunters.

Jerman turned to run, but he didn’t succeed.

But it wasn’t Ying Zijin who stopped him.

Ying Zijin looked up, her gaze shifting.

A very strong aura.

At least, the strongest one she had encountered so far.

Fu Yunshen threw the Great Elder aside, then raised his hand to clamp down on Jerman’s shoulder and turned to look at the girl.

He had heard what Jerman had just shouted.

The Number One Poison Master.

With the Number One Poison Master appearing here at this moment, Fu Yunshen could only think of it being related to the bounty offered on the NOK forum.

He was also aware that the mercenaries from the Underworld wanted to find the Number One Poison Master to kill him.

He did not expect to meet under such circumstances.

"Let’s make a deal, this one is mine," Fu Yunshen said without loosening his grip on Jerman, his voice indifferent. "No objections, right?"

Ying Zijin remained calm, "I don’t want to make a deal, let go."

Her phone had been taken by the people of the Pazzi family. Unaware of the happenings on the NOK forum, she hadn’t taken up the bounty.

But killing first and claiming the bounty later amounted to the same.

Who would refuse money?

With Jerman as the head of the Pazzi family, the bounty wasn’t low—it was already Five Hundred Million US Dollars.

Adding the Elders, the bounty could reach several billions of US Dollars.

"That’s a pity then." Fu Yunshen knocked Jerman out cold and slid a hand into his pocket, "I can’t possibly give him to you."

He still needed it to buy candy for the kid.

Ying Zijin nodded slowly, "It is a pity, you’re also worth Two Billion US Dollars."

Against someone who was also a top-ranked hunter, Ying Zijin didn’t hold back.

However, these poisons didn’t even scratch Devil.

"Just poison, it won’t work on me," Fu Yunshen stepped closer, "as a Poison Master, don’t you have any other skills?"

He had long known that his blood could help ancient martial artists recover their body’s origin.

Furthermore, he was immune to all poisons.

Fu Yunshen had even had his body checked, but no abnormalities were found.

Even his blood type was just the common O-type, not some rare blood type.

Ying Zijin’s gaze turned cold.

Just at the start of their encounter, she had already realized that Devil’s strength was indeed formidable.

Fu Yunshen raised his hand quickly and clamped down on her wrist with the might of thunder.

In that moment of contact, however, Fu Yunshen sensed something was amiss.

It was the hand of a girl.

The touch was unusually soft.

And familiar.

Fu Yunshen’s expression paused, and he slowly looked down.