Mythology Management System

In the Black Dragon Society, Black Dragon sat on a high platform, the dim light hiding most of his figure in shadow, making it impossible to see his face.

A finger tapped lightly on the table. Although the black dragon didn't utter a sound, his underlings still felt an immense pressure, a fear as if they were being stared at by a prehistoric beast that made it hard for them to breathe.

"Boss, the men are still searching for the missing Brother Sun Wu and Brother Xie Wen. The brothers suspect that this was done by Zhanlong Pavilion in conjunction with other forces. Otherwise, Zhanlong Pavilion's one-eyed man would definitely not have the strength to take down the two leaders." The underling said tremblingly.

There were some things he didn't dare say, fearing that the enraged black dragon would tear him to pieces.

"Missing" is not a good word underground. Generally, missing people are mostly dead. Even if they are not dead, they are very likely to be imprisoned and exploited until they are drained of their value, and in the end, they still cannot escape death.

"Was it Wei Zheng again?" Black Dragon murmured softly.

The underlings below didn't know whether they should reply or not, so they could only stand there waiting for Black Dragon's orders.

"Go ahead and send a challenge to Wei Zheng, telling him to meet him in the back alley tomorrow."

Black Dragon's voice was incredibly calm, so calm that his underlings swallowed hard, utterly bewildered.

When did Black Dragon Boss become so poetic? He even learned to issue challenges?

I'm puzzled. I feel like Boss Heilong is a little different today than before.

They certainly wouldn't dare ask; they could only obediently follow the Black Dragon's orders like a lapdog.

"Go down. It's time to settle things with Wei Zheng." The black dragon turned his gaze in a certain direction, towards the location of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion.

It's been too long, far too long. The entangled feud between him and Wei Zheng across two lifetimes should indeed be put to rest.

For some reason, he had a feeling that this incident was not simple, as if someone was specifically targeting him.

A beast's instincts are always terrifying. Black Dragon felt that this time, the hatred between him and Wei Zheng might come to an end. Of course, as a price, one of them would definitely die.

Black Dragon wasn't sure if he was the one who would ultimately survive; perhaps this time next year would be his death anniversary.

Should he give up now? No, Black Dragon is never afraid of challenges.

Their feud had lasted for over a decade; it was longer than the newly established city of Shimizu itself.

Did he hate Wei Zheng? Yes, there's no doubt about it. When did he first start to feel that way?

He couldn't explain it either; even though he was more lucid than ever before, he still couldn't recall the day the hatred began.

This grudge was inherited from the previous life and has been amplified in this life; many times, his madness is beyond his control.

Whenever Heilong saw Wei Zheng, the anger in his heart would burst forth uncontrollably, and his mind would be filled with the thought of killing Wei Zheng. Apart from fighting, he would think about other things more slowly.

The anger came out of nowhere. Black Dragon was not someone who could be easily controlled by anger, but he did not dislike this feeling of being hot-blooded.

Whether it's hatred from a past life or hatred in this life, there's really no need to distinguish anymore.

In his previous life, Wei Zheng beheaded him, and in this life, Wei Zheng has also harbored a long-standing grudge against him.

As for who started the trouble, sorry, please don't worry about those details.

So what if Black Dragon was the one who started all the trouble? Does Black Dragon seem like a reasonable person?

The underlings scrambled out of Black Dragon's room. Black Dragon was acting very strangely today; he was no longer the mad and tyrannical figure he usually was, but instead gave off a more dangerous vibe.

Inside the villa in the suburbs, Fu Jiu conjured a small crystal tree in his hand, which drained the life force of dozens of second- and third-tier demonic beasts in front of him completely.

There are many benefits to cooperating with Zhanlong Pavilion. For example, the monsters in front of him were selected from Longbao Mall. Of course, the most important thing is that they are free, otherwise he could not afford to pay so many spirit stones.

With these Qi and Blood Fruits, the three of them could increase their strength even further in a short period of time.

With so many high-quality Qi and Blood Fruits, they couldn't absorb them all in a short time. They should store the extras to replenish their Qi and Blood.

Fu Jiu concealed the Fish Intestine Sword in his sleeve. Its length of over thirty centimeters made it resemble a dagger, making it perfect for ambushing people.

The name "Fish Intestine Sword" was too awful, so Fu Jiu thought for a moment and simply changed it to "Azure Netherworld".

The color "qing" comes from its color, while "ming" signifies a return to death; from now on, it will join him in bringing death to the enemy.

Fu Jiu consulted the system, and according to the system, rashly changing the name of a spiritual weapon would cause some damage to its fortune.

However, it's not without its advantages. Since the name is bestowed by the new master, as long as the spirit weapon accepts the name, it can establish a deeper connection with the master, and the connection between their fortunes will be more extensive.

It seemed a little hesitant when it came to changing its name, but after a long pause, it finally agreed.

Fu Jiu guessed that part of the reason was due to the limitations imposed by the system, and the rest was probably because it also felt that the name "Fish Intestine" was not quite right.

Just like how some humans are named Aotian and others are named Gou Dan, the names of spirit weapons can also be good or bad.

For example, the Emperor's sword Tai'a in Qin Shi Huang's hands, and Longquan and Juque in Ou Yezi's hands, sound domineering. Then look at my own precious sword, Yuchang, which sounds too strange. If I were to make a comparison, it would probably be closer to the name "Dog Egg" in the human world.

Actually, Fu Jiu was somewhat resentful that the sword had stabbed him right away.

Look at the little crystal tree; it has been working diligently from beginning to end and has never thrown a tantrum.

Qingming seemed to sense Fu Jiu's thoughts, and the sword trembled continuously, emitting soft hums.

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Less than three hours after the battle, traces of blood from both sides still lingered on the ground.

On the rooftop of a building not far away, Sun Xiaoman, dressed in a brown leather jacket, squatted on the railing, looking distressed.

"Seriously, I'm late again."

Sun Xiaoman stomped her foot angrily, her brown leather boots creaking against the railing.

With her right palm on her forehead, Sun Xiaoman looked around, trying to find something interesting.

The result was obviously disappointing to her. It was around three in the morning, who would go out at this time?

Even those underground forces should be heading back to their hideouts by now; there's no easy money to be made in the middle of the night.

Sun Xiaoman was somewhat disappointed. She had rushed over as soon as she heard about the battle, but she was still too late.

"Should we go back first?"

No, no, Sun Xiaoman subconsciously shook her head. She'd already come all this way, how could she leave empty-handed?

Okay, let's wait nearby for now. That Black Dragon guy is very unruly, he'll definitely make another move. When he comes out, we'll just beat him up.

The city of Qingshui is so large, with a population of over a million, that managing it is by no means an easy task.

Sun Xiaoman, as a law enforcement officer for the entire city, is quite dedicated, running around all day without a moment's rest.

As the second most unruly troublemaker in Qingshui City, Heilong naturally receives extra attention from Sun Xiaoman.

"I'm so bored, let's have something fun happen."

Sun Xiaoman squatted on the building railing, looking pitiful. An uninformed person might mistake her for a weak woman. In fact, why is Heilong only considered the second most restless troublemaker? Because the first is right in front of him!