Mythology Management System

"I want to go, I want to go!" Sun Xiaoman rushed over as soon as she learned that Fu Jiu was going to take action against the Li family.

Fu Jiu rubbed his forehead, not refuting, but said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't matter whether you go or not, they can't cause any trouble for us."

"No way! That guy from the Li family dared to ambush me last time, I'm going to teach him a lesson this time!"

Sun Xiaoman's face was flushed with anger, clearly still holding a grudge about what happened last time. If Fu Jiu hadn't arrived in time, she might already be buried.

"Alright, alright." Fu Jiu had no choice but to agree. After all, he couldn't do anything about her. Besides, Sun Xiaoman's strength had already reached the mid-stage of the fifth rank, and her realm was only weaker than Mr. Bowen. With her around, a lot of unnecessary casualties could be reduced.

The personnel to go were quickly finalized. All fifth-tier and fourth-tier members were present, leaving only a few third-tier cultivators to guard the place, since there were no particularly valuable items anyway.

Fu Jiu left earlier than Li Jiancheng and his group. In fact, the place where they met had already been completely modified by them, just waiting for Li Jiancheng to lead his men to jump in.

On the road in the East District, Li Jiancheng led a dozen people forward at a leisurely pace. To avoid being recognized, they disguised themselves by wearing masks, hats, and other items, making them stand out conspicuously on the street, drawing strange glances from passersby.

Most of these passersby came and went in a hurry. Recently, many of the monsters hiding in the East District have been exposed, but that doesn't mean there aren't any monsters left.

The long-standing caution instilled in the residents here makes them afraid to relax, which makes Li Jiancheng and his group seem somewhat out of place.

Li Jiancheng didn't care. As the saying goes, skill breeds boldness. These are just a few small demonic beasts. He doesn't take them seriously. With his lineup, even fourth-tier demonic beasts would have to kneel down.

"Your Highness, we're almost at the meeting place," a third-tier cultivator who knew the location whispered.

"Hmm." Li Jiancheng nodded. The parts of the East District that they had damaged had not yet been repaired, or rather, those people above had no intention of rebuilding them. Perhaps in their eyes, the East District had long become a no-man's land and was not worth their resources to rebuild.

The road was rugged and uneven, some buildings along the roadside were leaning precariously, and several others were slowly collapsing and would soon become abandoned buildings.

Li Jiancheng felt no remorse or pity whatsoever. In his eyes, the whole world belonged to the Tang Dynasty, and it was an honor for them to dedicate themselves to the Tang.

As the group approached the agreed-upon location, Li Jiancheng felt increasingly uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

Li Jiancheng narrowed his eyes, calmed himself down, and attributed these feelings to his past fear of the two men. Now that he had mastered the combat power of a fifth-level cultivator, he no longer needed to be subservient to them as before.

More than ten minutes later, Li Jiancheng led his men to a villa. The area around the villa was sparsely populated, making it a good place for a meeting. However, Li Jiancheng was still somewhat uneasy.

Li Jiancheng gave a wink to a third-level cultivator, who hesitated for a moment before boldly pushing open the villa door.

The villa lobby was spotless, but no one was there. Li Jiancheng saw this but said nothing. He led the fifth-tier Li Yuanba corpse puppet into the villa. With the fifth-tier corpse puppet guarding him, he didn't believe anyone could hurt him.

Once the group had all entered the villa, the door slammed shut, causing several of the more timid cultivators to shudder.

Li Jiancheng remained calm and said in a deep voice, "What is the purpose of this, gentlemen? Are you trying to intimidate me?"

The sound didn't bring out Ye Wudao and Killing Arhat, but instead brought out another unfamiliar voice.

"Haha, what a great honor to have such a distinguished guest! I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly. You have come today, so why bring any gifts? You are too kind."

Li Jiancheng raised an eyebrow. "What gift?" I brought a gift? How come I didn't know that?

Fu Jiu led a few people out and laughed loudly, "Isn't your life and fortune at stake?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Li Jiancheng's eyes turned cold. "It's you?"

Li Jiancheng harbored deep hatred for Fu Jiu. If Fu Jiu hadn't stopped him from assassinating the law enforcement officers last time, Qingshui City might now belong to the Li family.

"Your Highness, we've fallen into a trap!" Yang Hui realized, a few drops of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.

"Of course I know." The coldness in Li Jiancheng's eyes deepened. He didn't know where things had gone wrong, but he was certain that the hired guards were no longer trustworthy. No wonder none of his trusted men had returned; there was a traitor within the Li family.

"Your methods are indeed impressive. My men are already dead at your hands, aren't they?"

Fu Jiu clapped his hands and laughed: "You guessed right, they are waiting for you underground. You will be able to go down and see them in a while. Of course, if you surrender now, we may consider letting you go. Of course, the premise is that you have to cripple your cultivation and pick up soap in prison for the rest of your life."

"Hmph." Li Jiancheng snorted coldly, clearly showing that he had no interest in the gay men in the prison. At the same time, he glanced at the group of people behind Fu Jiu and immediately gasped.

River God, Zhao Gongming, Jin Ying, Wei Zheng, Bai Qi—holy crap, there are five fourth-tier cultivators! How are we supposed to fight like this?!

He hadn't met the other three, but he was very familiar with Wei Zheng and Jin Ying. Jin Ying rarely made a move, but her strength was definitely not weak. The same was true for Wei Zheng; their strength at the peak of the fourth rank was undeniable.

If it were just these five people, Li Jiancheng wouldn't be too afraid, but the key is that the law enforcement officers are also on Fu Jiu's side!

If the enforcer alone can hold off his fifth-tier corpse puppet, what about the rest of them?

Li Jiancheng knew that the situation was hopeless, but it wouldn't be so easy to make him submit.

"Let me go, or we'll fight to the death today!" Li Jiancheng threatened, a square jade seal about a foot in size appeared in his hand, with nine lifelike flying dragons inlaid on it, exuding a profound sense of history.

"Is it the imperial seal of the Tang Dynasty?" Fu Jiu recognized the object. He had seen similar things several times in his previous life, just like the imperial seal of Qin Shi Huang. When the seal was used, the world would lose its color.

The Imperial Seal is known as a national treasure, possessing the ability to suppress the nation's destiny. When refined into a magical artifact, it becomes several times stronger than other magical artifacts of the same level.

He didn't use it when he killed Li Jiancheng in his previous life, so it must have been damaged in the fight with Sun Xiaoman. In the end, Li Jiancheng was the better one, but he lost the Imperial Seal and the fifth-tier corpse puppet. Sun Xiaoman chose to leave Qingshui City. In this way, everything that happened in his previous life makes sense.

Fu Jiu sneered: "This is your trump card? If that's all, you might as well die!!"