Mythology Management System

"Pavilion Master Wei, it's been a long time." Fu Jiu clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Haha, I heard from them that you're here to join our Dragon Slayer Pavilion, right? No problem, we're family from now on." Wei Zheng said with a smile, scratching the back of his head.

Fu Jiu's face darkened, and Bai Qi immediately raised his spear. He didn't believe that Wei Zheng didn't know the three of them's intentions; it was obvious that they wanted to recruit them into the Dragon Slaying Pavilion.

"No, I think the Pavilion Master has misunderstood. Our Mythology team is here for cooperation."

Wei Zheng was taken aback, then laughed and said, "You've actually established your own power base. Little brother, you're indeed no ordinary person."

Wei Zheng calmly assessed the strength of the three men, secretly alarmed.

When we last met, Fu Jiu was stuck in the late stage of the second tier. Only a few days later, he has advanced to the third tier. What's even more terrifying is that he looks to be just over twenty years old, which shows how strong his talent is.

Moreover, two of these three are already third-tier experts, making their strength a force to be reckoned with even in the entire Qingshui City.

Wei Zheng placed the guillotine blade aside, plopped down on the sofa, and asked bluntly, "Brother Fu Jiu, how do you plan to cooperate?"

Fu Jiu's expression returned to normal: "I wonder what the Pavilion Master thinks of the Black Dragon Society?"

Wei Zheng frowned. The Black Dragon Society? What's there to say about those lunatics? Do these three have some designs on the Black Dragon Society?

Wei Zheng had already learned everything from the shopkeeper about how Fu Jiu and the other two had helped One-Eyed kill two of the Black Dragon Society's key members.

Fu Jiu and his two companions helping them kill two third-tier experts from the Black Dragon Society might seem like a good thing at first glance, but Wei Zheng didn't think so.

He and Heilong went back and forth, seemingly fighting to the death, but in fact they both had a bottom line. As long as they didn't cross that line, things would calm down after a while.

The successive deaths of the three leaders of the Black Dragon Society have far exceeded the Black Dragon's tolerance. Who knows what crazy things he might do in a fit of rage?

Wei Zheng now even suspected that the death of the Black Dragon Society's fat fish leader might also be related to these three people in front of him. If that were the case, then things would get really interesting.

Wei Zheng stroked his chin and laughed heartily: "Brother Fu Jiu, are you worried about the Black Dragon Society's retaliation?"

"You don't need to worry about that. As long as you stay in the Dragon Slayer Pavilion, no matter how crazy the Black Dragon goes, it won't be able to get here."

Did Wei Zheng not realize that Fu Jiu and the others had other plans? Of course he did, but he just wouldn't say anything. Instead, he wanted Fu Jiu and the others to bring it up themselves so that he could easily take the initiative.

Fu Jiu was well aware of Wei Zheng's thoughts. He could only curse Wei Zheng as an old fox in his heart, while still wearing a gentle smile on his face.

"Sect Leader Wei, let's not beat around the bush. The three of us brothers have come here today. You can probably guess what our purpose is, right? The heads of three third-tier experts are enough to prove our sincerity."

The one-eyed mercenary was confused. Hadn't he just killed two people? How did a third person suddenly appear?

The shopkeeper's pupils contracted upon hearing this. They killed the fat fish too? It seems these three have bigger plans.

Both of them turned to look at their sect leader, who appeared calm and collected, as if he had expected this all along.

Wei Zheng's lips curled into a smile. Despite his rough appearance, he was actually very meticulous. In the past, many people had been tricked by his honest and kind appearance and ended up in the Western Paradise.

A glint of light flashed in Wei Zheng's eyes, and he chuckled, "This is indeed a great gift, but what you're about to do is definitely not as simple as you think!"

“I’ve been fighting Black Dragon for so many years, I know exactly how many hairs are on every part of his body.”

"Even I could only manage a draw against him at best! The chances of defeating him are less than 10%!"

Fu Jiu remained silent for a long time. He knew better than anyone else present the strength of a fourth-tier expert—an absolute power that surpassed the third tier! It couldn't be compensated for by simply having a few more third-tier cultivators!

The three of them, along with the entire forces of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion, were indeed a formidable force. Defeating the Black Dragon was practically a certainty, but the probability of actually killing him was at most 30%.

Of course, if Wei Zheng were to fight the Black Dragon to the death, the probability of killing the Black Dragon would definitely increase significantly.

Is that even possible? Would Wei Zheng really risk the entire future of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion to save the Black Dragon's life?

If Wei Zheng is seriously injured or dies, Zhanlong Pavilion will most likely be finished that very day.

Fu Jiu understood his concerns. Putting himself in his shoes, he knew that if he were in Fu Jiu's shoes, he wouldn't have agreed so easily either.

Fortunately, he still had a bombshell in his hand, and he didn't believe that Wei Zheng could resist this temptation!

"Rest assured, Pavilion Master Wei, my plan is not a pipe dream. On the contrary, I hold the key to victory!"

"That is... the method to slay the black dragon!!"

"Bang!!" Wei Zheng jumped up from his seat, knocking the chair behind him to the ground in his haste.

"Is what you're saying true?!" Wei Zheng's heart pounded in his chest. Even if what the other party said was likely just a false rumor, he had to confirm it.

Having fought the Black Dragon for a long time, he knew all too well how troublesome the Black Dragon was.

That's a legendary true dragon. Even if the black dragon is just a human with a trace of true dragon blood, it's not something an ordinary fourth-level cultivator can contend with.

The reason he was able to contend with the Black Dragon was simply because of his Dragon-Slaying Technique.

If this technique hadn't been so effective against dragons, he would have been slapped to death by the black dragon long ago.

Fu Jiu smiled faintly and said, "Absolutely true!"

He subconsciously swallowed, and as if realizing his lapse in composure, Wei Zheng showed a hint of apology.

“Brother Fu Jiu, as you know, even I, a fourth-level cultivator, cannot kill the Black Dragon, yet you claim to have a way to kill it. If you don’t produce some evidence, how can I believe you?”

Words are no proof; Wei Zheng is now making it clear that he wants Fu Jiu to produce evidence.

Anyone can talk big, and Fu Jiu knew that if he couldn't produce some real substance, the collaboration would probably fall through.

"I wonder if Pavilion Master Wei has ever heard of—the dragon has scales that defy the heavens?!" Fu Jiu tapped the corner of the table with his fingers, speaking slowly and deliberately.

Wei Zheng's expression changed, and he asked in shock, "Could that legend be true?"

"Of course," Fu Jiu said with certainty.

"Dragons have a reverse scale; touching it means certain death. The reverse scale has always been a taboo for the dragon race, but isn't it also one of their weaknesses?"

"The dragon's reverse scale will never appear without special conditions, and I happen to know how to make it appear!!"

A moment later, the host and guests were all in high spirits, and Wei Zheng's face was full of smiles, without the slightest embarrassment.

He was full of doubt just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, he's like a completely different person. He's the perfect example of someone who's thick-skinned and ruthless.

"Brother Fu Jiu is truly knowledgeable. With the help of the three of you, we will definitely be able to take down that mad dragon."

"I'll personally take you to pick out some treasures later. This entire Dragon Treasure Mall is owned by our Dragon Slaying Pavilion. Brother Fu Jiu, feel free to take whatever you like."

The one-eyed mercenary beside him was shocked. Wasn't that my line just now? Plagiarism doesn't have to be this blatant!

Fu Jiu finally understood why Wei Zheng was able to thrive in the underground forces; his thick skin alone was enough to intimidate most of his opponents.