Junior Uncle is too cunning.

A black dragon of the fifth rank, equivalent to a True Immortal, posed no challenge to Chen Fusheng at all.

However, he returned to Xiongyou Village with a solemn expression, and after the rain stopped, he went straight back to Donghai Town.

Bleeding, pulling out tendons, skinning... Finally, the dragon soul was collected using the Soul Refining Pearl.

Heilong was born into the Black Dragon Clan, and was spoiled and arrogant since childhood. He never expected to encounter Chen Fusheng this time, and was captured in no time.

But what chilled him even more was watching helplessly as his strong dragon body was torn to pieces.

Moreover, judging from Chen Fusheng's proficiency, this guy must have killed quite a few dragons, otherwise he wouldn't know so much about them.

Next, he was locked inside the Soul Refining Bead. He thought he was a tough guy... a tough dragon. In less than thirty seconds, he gave in. If he hadn't only had his dragon soul left, he probably would have peed himself all over the place.

Chen Fusheng was surprised that the dragon had gone soft so quickly, and looked at him with some doubt.

Is this guy some kind of insect reincarnated? (The black dragon wanted to cry. "When you, this ferocious demon, is like a demon. I'd better know my place.")

Chen Fusheng obtained the information he wanted from Heilong, and the results of Qiao An and others' investigation confirmed that this was not a coincidence.

It really was a conspiracy by the dragons against the human race... or more accurately, a revenge. It seems they weren't scared off last time.

After thinking it over, he decided to inform the alliance directly in the name of the God of Wealth. After all, so many people in Xiongyou Village knew that the God of Wealth had appeared. This was also why he only used the God of Wealth Seal when he captured the Black Dragon.

Using his identity as the God of Wealth to inform the alliance can be considered a gesture of goodwill, demonstrating his status as a righteous deity.

Secondly, by taking advantage of the capture of the black dragon, they could rewrite a story about "the God of Wealth fighting the black dragon alone to save his believers," and spread it out, which would attract a large number of new fans.

Thirdly, he didn't need to reveal his identity or directly clash with the dragon clan, and he also indirectly saved the people of the eastern coastal area.

Killing three birds with one stone, Chen Fusheng praised his own cleverness and thanked Xiong Yiyi in his heart. This girl was simply a poison general of the East Sea.

After their last meeting, he encountered the Leopard-Headed Man and exposed the Dragon Demon Alliance's conspiracy. This time, it was also because of her that Chen Fusheng discovered the Dragon Clan's conspiracy once again.

What else could this be but a poison general of the Dragon Clan? The more Chen Fusheng thought about it, the more convinced he became.

He took out the God of Wealth Seal and gave a few instructions to Qiao An, the Second-Class God of Wealth Envoy: to take good care of Xiong Youcun, especially the believer Xiong Yiyi, and not to let anything happen to her.

After settling the poisoner, Chen Fusheng felt a little more at ease.

He took out the God of Wealth Seal and searched for a long time before finally finding a third-class believer in the Dao Alliance, who was none other than Sanbao, an old acquaintance of Chen Fusheng.

He was considered a high-ranking member of the Dao Alliance, with prestige, and was also an acquaintance of Li Shundao. He also had a good relationship with Li Shundao, but his level of believer was slightly lower.

However, Chen Fusheng ultimately gave him the opportunity to expose the dragon clan's conspiracy, which could be considered a great achievement.

They took screenshots of all the information Black Dragon had about this conspiracy, added it to the data collected by Qiao An and others, and then dumped it all on Sanbao.

Chen Fusheng clapped his hands and slowly lay down. The matter had been handed over, and now it was up to Sanbao and the Dao Alliance. He had been busy all day and was a little tired.

……

Sanbao jumped up suddenly, covering his head as he slowly said, "Who is plotting against me? Come out."

Tong~Tong~Tong~

Several guards rushed in, "Sir, are you alright?"

Sanbao had just finished reading the message Chen Fusheng had sent him and learned the whole story. He almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.

With a somewhat unpleasant expression, he waved his hand at the guards, "It's nothing, you can go out now?"

Are you really alright?

"It's nothing, thank you for your help. It was just a nightmare. You should go back now."

The guards retreated step by step, and the leader felt that something was wrong. After becoming an immortal, he had only heard of inner demons, but never nightmares. Could this be another new test?

He closed the door and sat back on the bed, rubbing his head. Looking at the huge amount of information in his head, probably tens of gigabytes, all pushed at once, he thought it was going to explode if the information wasn't really that important.

The more I think about it, the more I realize I've believed in a false god; it's so unreliable.

Sanbao left early this morning. He stayed up all night watching the video and realized how serious the matter was. If it were true, the East China Sea would probably be in turmoil again.

He used all his authority and sent out all the people he could. Half a day later, it was finally confirmed.

Sanbao flipped through the messages in his hand, his face growing increasingly grim, a murderous aura surging within him. With a "smack," he slammed all the documents onto the table, gritting his teeth as he said, "Dragon Clan, you're courting death."

He grabbed the documents and headed towards the Dao Alliance, spreading the news along the way.

when……

when……

when……

As the bell tolled, figures began to gather towards the Dao Alliance. Judging from their imposing presence, they were mostly cultivators at the True Immortal level or above.

Chen Fusheng saw the commotion and knew what was going on. He recognized several of these figures; they were veterans who had participated in the East China Sea Campaign and had just retired.

Judging from this situation, they must have stayed behind all along, secretly left by the Dao Alliance to guard against the Dragon Clan's defensive forces.

It seems that the higher-ups of the Dao Alliance were prepared and did not believe that the Dragon Clan would keep their promise.

Chen Fusheng was actually more relieved. He no longer needed to worry about the Dragon Clan's conspiracy; the Dao Alliance's methods were sufficient to resolve the situation.

After thinking for a moment, he quietly left the farmhouse and returned to Lingbao Pavilion. He hadn't forgotten that there was still a powerful figure there he couldn't afford to offend.

If Ling Ling couldn't find him, the consequences would be unimaginable. In his mind, it was comparable to, or even more serious than, a conspiracy by the Dragon Clan.

One word: "Can't afford to mess with them!"

As soon as he returned to the entrance of Lingbao Sect, Yang Fugui greeted him, "Uncle-Master, where have you been? Your Grandmaster Uncle-Master is looking for you!"

Chen Fusheng felt a pang of bitterness in his heart; it was exactly what he had said. He calmly glanced at Yang Fugui and said, "Yes, I understand. I'll be right there. How is Grandmaster Uncle doing?"

Yang Fugui paused for a moment, then, seeing Chen Fusheng's expression, he understood and quietly said, "It looks alright."

Chen Fusheng patted him gratefully and walked quickly towards the backyard.

Yang Fugui smiled. This junior uncle is really interesting!

"Uncle-Master, I heard you were looking for me?" Chen Fusheng saw the door was wide open and walked straight in.

"Where have you been gallivanting off to again? I'll deal with you when I get back. I'm going to a meeting at the Dao Alliance. You'd better take good care of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion these next few days, understand?"

Ling Ling glared at Chen Fusheng fiercely, gave him a few instructions like a machine gun, and then flew away.

Chen Fusheng looked at Ling Ling's back and opened his mouth, wanting to be cheeky, "The word 'hanging out' is used incorrectly, it's flawed."

However, considering that Ling Ling was different from Senior Brother Dao Lin, he knew he didn't have the same advantage in front of her.

After quietly strolling around the Lingbao Pavilion, Chen Fusheng returned to his small house, having completed his mission, and began to examine the God of Wealth Seal.

The more I use it, the more comfortable it feels; it's incredibly convenient. The internet speed is much faster than Apple's, and the memory is much larger, although it does require a bit more incense.

Yesterday's battle, because it wasn't Li Shundao who possessed divine power, relied entirely on incense offerings to sustain the fight, and a considerable amount of incense from the God of Wealth Seal was used up.

Although the amount increases every day, we should still save some for later use.

"God of Wealth~"

"God of Wealth~"

"God of Wealth~"

"Ok?"

Looking at the constantly shaking God of Wealth seal, with such great power of will, who is calling out to him?

Chen Fusheng was a little curious. In the God of Wealth Seal, he instantly found the shining gold ingot. His primordial spirit touched it gently, and a picture appeared in his mind.

The conference room was full of people, all staring intently at the statue of the God of Wealth, shouting continuously, and they immediately spotted Ling Ling, who was only pretending to work.

"Isn't this the Dao Alliance meeting room? What do they want with me?"