Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"As an outsider, I can't meddle in this sort of thing, but... I have a word of advice for you. It's good to be patient, and it does not hurt the friendliness of brothers, but if you were to be patient, it will make people feel like you are a coward. You are bullying others, and it is very likely that you will get worse, so sometimes, when the time comes, you still have to be strong.    

    

With that said, Jia Ren sank into deep thought.    

    

"Alright, it's getting late. Let's go and accept the mission first. Since this mission itself is a conspiracy, why don't we make a move then!" Wu Hao watched him sink into deep thought for a long time. After walking over for a while, he had not even regained his senses when he heard this reminder.    

    

However, his words were like words that awakened a person from a dream.    

    

"Deal?"    

    

Jia Ren's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly opened up.    

    

"Thank you for your reminder, Brother Wu. Let's go …" Let's go accept the mission first. fat grandpa will take a look and see exactly what the goods are that are so mysterious!    

    

The little fatty's condition immediately returned to normal.    

    

Following that, Wu Hao took out a silver needle and used a acupuncture technique to force the poison out of his and Jia Ren's body.    

    

After doing everything, Jia Ren was in charge of reforming the array, while he took out some cinnabar paper and other items, and consecutively drew a few Evil Avoidance Talismans.    

    

Finally, Jia Ren personally picked two laborers, one group of four to activate the Evil Avoidance Talisman, and rode the Barbarian towards the demon's lair. The rest of them stood by the side, waiting for the falcon vulture to personally suppress them and make all sorts of detailed arrangements.    

    

The Barbarian was extremely fast. A few kilometers passed by in the blink of an eye.    

    

When they arrived at the Devil's Cave and saw the mountain full of holes, they couldn't help but sigh at the supernatural abilities of nature.    

    

At this moment, waves of invisible yet extremely cold chilly wind blew out from the cave, producing a sound similar to the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.    

    

The temperature of the air had already dropped to freezing point. The few of them had no choice but to circulate their martial art to defend against the cold winds.    

    

The Evil Repellent Spell on their bodies was emitting a faint yellow light, resisting the attack of the Yin Wind. However, the crowd still couldn't help but tighten their clothes and look up at the biggest hole in the cave.    

    

They looked at each other before holding their weapons. Only then did they cautiously walk in.    

    

Hu hu hu hu!    

    

For a time, his ears were drowned by the howling wind, and his clothes and hair were rustling.    

    

At the same time.    

    

In the depths of the Devil's Cave, in a large tomb, a black clothed person wearing a pale human skin mask was half-lying on a golden dragon throne, resting with his eyes closed.    

    

He seemed to be waiting for something.    

    

What was worth noting was that on his left and right side, there were nine incomparably large bronze coffin, and above them, there were also the fluctuations of formations and restrictions.    

    

This caused the surrounding atmosphere to become even more strange.    

    

The moment Wu Hao and the rest entered the demon's nest, he suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

"I've finally come. I've been waiting for you for almost a month now. When did your Mercenary Union's mercenary group start acting so quickly?"    

    

He suddenly straightened his body, his gaze seemed to be able to see through the layers of barriers to look at Wu Hao and the rest.    

    

The sound of it, was even more so, miraculously pierced through countless barriers, and rumbled within the cave that Wu Hao was in.    

    

Hearing the words that came from the sky, Wu Hao's expression did not change. Other than a bright light that flickered in the depths of his eyes, he did not react like the others, but instead reacted intensely, as his expression changed.