Chapter 1 "Big Business"

Fu Qingyang stared at the demigod of the Void profession for a moment and said lightly, "Here to call for reinforcements, are we?"

Mr. Chairman touched the mask on his face and said in surprise, "Can the Scout's Insight Technique see through the mask and read my expression?"

Fu Qingyang said coldly, "I use my brain."

Mr. Chairman shrugged. "I need the Marshal's strength. The scene of piercing through the Twisted Realm with a single sword is still fresh in my memory. There has never been such an amazing sword light in the world!"

Fu Qingyang's fingers moved slightly. A black iron-clad earth puppet standing in Jiaozhou City strode towards the wine cabinet with a clanging sound. It poured a glass of wine for its master and respectfully handed it over, then returned to the corner.

Throughout the entire process, Fu Qingyang's fingers were trembling slightly, as if he were manipulating a delicate puppeteer!

"You're still practicing puppet control in your daily life. So diligent! But what the Yanshi needs is not precise operation, but 'the more the better, like Han Xin counting soldiers.' You have to learn more from the Great Elder of Sword Pavilion. He can control 100,000 soldier puppets in one go!" Mr. Chairman commented.

"For me, the number of soldier puppets is meaningless!" Fu Qingyang said calmly.

"Your talent is not very good. Even if it's meaningful, you can't control them!" Mr. Chairman laughed.

Fu Qingyang's face turned cold. "Anything else?"

Mr. Chairman didn't care about his displeasure and said in a tone of guiding a younger generation, "After being promoted to Ruler, your Skill Near Dao has reached a bottleneck, or rather, it's not as useful as it used to be. After all, the dragon-slaying technique at the Saint stage is not enough at the Ruler stage, and it's even more unremarkable at the Demigod level. So you should be very anxious. Even with the cloak given to you by Yuanshi, you're only a little stronger than Rulers of the same level, and it's difficult to challenge those above your level!"

"In comparison, Yuanshi's potential is much stronger than yours. His talent for clearing dungeons is stronger than yours. His leveling is very stable, and he also has the Demon Lord's relics. Even at the Ruler stage, he's still a treasure deity!"

"He's had many opportunities abroad recently, and his foundation is becoming more and more solid. When he clears the Slaughter Dungeon and becomes a Night Watchman who cultivates the power of the sun, he'll be on equal footing with you. Hmm~ you're currently at level eight, so you're still slightly stronger than him, but the advantage is no longer obvious!"

Fu Qingyang's mentality didn't explode because of his words. As a Scout, he had an iron-like Dao heart.

But the sense of urgency was indeed getting stronger!

Mr. Chairman talked eloquently, "Although you're known as Young Master Qian and have a huge amount of assets and treasures, you rarely use them and only regard them as auxiliary tools, because your talent is not high. The dazzling array of treasures will only affect your fighting will. Elder Fu, my suggestion to you is to go all the way to the end!"

"Take Skill Near Dao as the foundation, the cloak as the assistance, and practice the 'Near Strike' to the extreme!"

The repeated mention of "not strong talent" made the corners of Fu Qingyang's mouth twitch. He pondered for a few seconds and said, "That's why I practice puppet control!"

"No, no, no!" Mr. Chairman shook his finger. "You're just increasing the quantity of Skill Near Dao. The soldier puppets represent a sword strike. Even if there are a hundred soldier puppets, it's still just a hundred swords. It may seem terrifying to opponents of the same level, but in the eyes of true experts, one sword and a hundred swords pose the same threat and won't increase the danger!"

Fu Qingyang thought for a moment and understood what he meant. "You mean let me combine a hundred swords into one sword?"

"That's right. That's the direction I think Skill Near Dao should develop. Of course, all roads lead to Rome. If you have a better idea, you can try it!" Mr. Chairman shook the ice in his glass of wine.

Fu Qingyang nodded and didn't argue further. He asked, "Has the situation in New York developed to the point where demigods are getting involved?"

Mr. Chairman shook his head. "It's still at the stage where Rulers are probing each other. But I plan to play a big game and give the evil faction a surprise!"

"Ah, Marshal is lazy and hates long journeys. She probably won't go!" Fu Qingyang found a clear path for the other party. "I suggest you find Red Fire Gang Leader. He likes fighting and brawling the most!"

Fire spiritual power is the most overbearing of all the elements. It can explode and burn, and its destructive power is undoubtedly the greatest!

"I don't trust him!" Mr. Chairman's tone became serious. "I don't trust any of the old generation of demigods. Your sister is very clean, because she is a newly promoted demigod!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Qingyang was stunned.

"Do you know how the old Marshal died?" Mr. Chairman's eyes became dark and deep!

"Died in the fight for the Compass of Light? Don't tell me there's another secret!" Fu Qingyang frowned slightly.

"He did die in that fight, but no one has ever wondered why the old Marshal didn't join forces with Red Fire Gang, Hundred Flowers Society, Water God Palace, and the demigods of Midgard when fighting for the Compass of Light!" Mr. Chairman asked rhetorically.

Fu Qingyang was stunned!

He was about to ask for details, but Mr. Chairman shrugged.

"Let bygones be bygones. I want to see the Marshal!"

Fu Qingyang suppressed the doubts in his heart. "The Marshal is in Lingjing Dungeon number 7606."

Mr. Chairman finished the strong wine in his glass and waved his hand with a dashing gesture. With a "snap," he disappeared into the study!

Lingjing Dungeon number: 7606—the Marshal's study. After a short journey through the void, Mr. Chairman quickly locked onto the location of the dungeon based on the Void Demigod's sense of spatial coordinates!

The next second, he saw a pure white world. The sky and the earth were the same color, boundless. In this pure white world stood tall bookshelves, filled with manga. All kinds of entertainment books, absolutely no knowledge-based books to pollute the air.

In front of the bookshelf stood a large desk, also piled high with manga, from ancient and modern martial arts to current fantasy, from domineering CEOs to vengeful little white flowers, everything!

There were even comics about poorly performing soldiers and gentle and virtuous Bai Clan young women. In short, there wasn't a single proper book, but there were improper books everywhere!

In addition to idle books, there were also milk tea drinks, potato chips, nuts, and so on!

A young woman with luxuriant white hair from years of neglect was lying indecently on a high-backed chair, her legs crossed on the desk, and a twenty-yuan cup of milk tea was placed on her chest. She was reading a manga and sipping from it!

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and looked up ahead!

A man in a burgundy suit slowly emerged in front of the desk!

The two silently looked at each other, speechless for a moment!