146: Please help me out.

"Great Protector, since Qianfa Tower is no longer a concern, is it really necessary to awaken our God?"

Elder One One's forehead broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the Great Protector's arrangements.

He somewhat regretted waking up those old undying ones.

At the time, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he woke up those old things.

Now he realized it didn't seem to be of much benefit to him.

He was not the first Elder One One; there had been many previous Zero Generation Elders before him.

And these three Sect Protectors and the nine Zero Generation Elders were old fellows who had existed since the Wutong Sect was founded.

Those Zero Generation Elders usually lay dormant in various countries or certain forces.

They would only return when these three Sect Protectors were awakened.

If the sect's ancient texts were true, then these three Sect Protectors had founded the Wutong Sect alongside the first sect leader and Great God Wutong.

According to this calculation, these three must be at least four or five hundred years old.

Even those Zero Generation Elders had to be over three hundred years old.

"Great God Wutong has slept for too long; it's time for It to have a full meal."

The Great Protector's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't take Elder One One seriously.

"You wouldn't think a mere Unmelting Bone is worth me waking up for, would you?"

Seeing Elder One One remain silent, the Great Protector sneered.

"The timing of your call is just right; Great God Wutong's slumber will end in seven months."

"At that time, it will be the day our Wutong Sect sees the light of day again!"

"Get out of here; I need to recover for a while."

The Great Protector waved his hand, dismissing Elder One One.

Elder One One dared not say anything more, bowing his head as he walked out of the secret room.

"Little Nine Zero, go catch a few human sacrifices for me."

"The blood worms in my body are starving."

The Great Protector said to Nine Zero, who was winking at him.

"Yes, Great Protector," Nine Zero replied in a soft, charming voice, full of allure.

After speaking, Nine Zero took out a compass and tapped it a few times.

A black ghost gate appeared before her, and gusts of hot wind blew out from within.

"Then I'm off, Great Protector." Nine Zero didn't forget to wink at the Great Protector before leaving, swaying her snake-like waist as she entered the ghost gate.

"After all these years, she's still the same flirtatious self."

The Great Protector snorted lightly, grabbed a sect member next to him, and twisted his neck.

Blood gushed out, drenching the Great Protector's clothes.

"Come on, it's time to eat."

The smile on the Great Protector's face became distorted, and something seemed to be wriggling under his skin.

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Early the next morning, Chen Heng had just opened his eyes when he saw Bai Jun standing by his bed.

"You?"

Chen Heng looked at Bai Jun in front of him, watching him with some confusion.

"Big Brother Chen, someone from Headquarters just delivered some things."

"They're all covered with burlap; I don't know what they are either."

Bai Jun pointed outside the room.

"So why are you in my room?"

Bai Jun's answer didn't clear Chen Heng's confusion; he still didn't understand why this kid was standing by his bed.

"Last night at dinner, didn't Big Brother Chen say you'd give me a Pill Furnace?"

"I just thought I'd come and see..."

"..." Chen Heng.

Yes, he had said that yesterday, but you don't have to stare at my bedside first thing in the morning.

Am I going to short you a Pill Furnace or something?

"I know, you go out first, thank you."

Chen Heng's forehead veins bulged, but he still controlled his fist from punching Bai Jun's face.

"Alrighty~" Seeing Chen Heng's veins pop, Bai Jun obediently walked out.

After Bai Jun left, Chen Heng let out a long sigh.

This kid is actually pretty good.

Perhaps he had spent too much time alone on the mountain and wasn't quite used to the world below the mountain?

Hmm, that must be it; otherwise, he wouldn't be so abnormal.

After changing his clothes, Chen Heng, for once, washed up himself.

Normally, Xiao He would attend to him, but for some reason, Xiao He was taken to the medical hall last night.

When she returned, both her hands were covered in medicine, so she probably wouldn't be able to touch water for many days.

It was very strange.

As for the Wutong Sect, Chen Heng planned to put it off for a while.

He would talk about it after both the Asura Bloodline and Hanba Bloodline were Optimized to 50%.

Although they were all very weak, this time it wasn't about procurement but extermination.

Naturally, he had to make ample preparations.

If there were any oversights, he himself wasn't afraid of retaliation, but he was only worried about his family and Qiyang City.

Walking out of the small courtyard, Chen Heng immediately saw the cart covered with burlap.

The cart's two wheels were stuck in the ground, and the axle occasionally made groaning sounds, unable to bear the weight.

"No mistake."

Seeing this setup, Chen Heng walked straight over and lifted the burlap.

Besides the black fiend blade and the thousand-year profound iron spear, there were also two steel blades and steel spears on the cart.

Looking at these four weapons, Chen Heng suddenly remembered his previous conversation with Xu Lieying about wanting to forge a few more weapons.

"Not bad, the quality is good."

Chen Heng picked up a steel blade with one hand; it weighed about fifty catties.

Although it wasn't as heavy as the black fiend blade before Optimization, it was still a good blade.

As for the remaining two steel spears, their weight was exactly the same as the thousand-year profound iron spear before Optimization.

"Son, those kids who delivered the things earlier said that when you have time, go to Headquarters."

Chen Fugui, who was practicing health-preserving boxing with Bai Jun, saw Chen Heng and shouted from afar.

"They said Gang Leader Gou Long has something to discuss with you; just go when you have time."

Chen Heng nodded, acknowledging it, and carried his weapons back to the courtyard.

After a quick breakfast, Chen Heng got into the carriage heading to Headquarters.

Old Liu was still driving for Chen Heng, but Chen Heng always felt that the old man's gaze was a bit off.

"Old Liu, are you trying to tell me something?"

Chen Heng finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Hehe, Vice Gang Leader Chen has good eyesight."

Old Liu gave a bland compliment, rubbed his hands, and chuckled.

"Well, I, your humble servant, want to ask Vice Gang Leader Chen for a favor."

"Just say it." Chen Heng didn't mind his own people asking for his help.

Things that were as difficult as ascending to heaven in their eyes were merely trifles to Chen Heng.

"Then I'll say it."

Old Liu paused, then spoke his request.

"My humble son and his friend opened a Hundred Objects Tower together, and his friend's father invited many well-known people from inside and outside the city."

"But I, an old man, am just a coachman; how could I know so many important figures?"

"I thought and thought, and besides you, there's only Hall Master Qi."

"Could you, please, on the opening day, go and help me make a good impression?"

"Otherwise, my foolish son won't have much say in business later on."

"I see." Chen Heng nodded, understanding why Old Liu would ask him for help.

When two people go into business together, it's inevitable to contend for the right to speak.

The person with wider connections and more investment has more say.

Once deprived of the right to speak, being kicked out is only a matter of time.