Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 318: Wanfa Xianjun, the real immortal
Jiang Ming's words were like a bolt from the blue.

Everyone in the hall was shocked and their faces changed.

Especially the third lady of Golden City and the two players standing on Jiang Ming's side, all looked stunned.

No.

Bro, what the hell are you talking about?

What do you mean you are the master of the Golden City?
Are people nowadays so blatant in their attempts to usurp the throne?

You make it seem like we really have ulterior motives.

Difficult to stretch.

At this moment.

The third young lady of Huangjin City was frightened out of her wits.

If she had known that Jiang Ming wanted to confront her forcefully, she would have stopped him from coming in.

at the moment.

Jiang Ming exposed his ambition and intended to usurp the throne and become the host. Who could tolerate this?

as predicted.

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, the owner of the Golden City, the wealthy ghost, stood up suddenly and looked at Jiang Ming with a gloomy face.

The Yin energy of the first-level Ghost King surged out.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean by this? Please look at your own identity clearly. You only exchanged 40 golden tree seedlings for % of the shares of Golden City, not buying the entire Golden City. I, the person involved, am not dead yet, so what kind of owner are you?"

Jiang Ming grinned.

His expression appeared calm and composed.

As he opened his mouth, his voice echoed throughout the hall.

"You should take out your family tree and look through it carefully to see who is the master among us."

Hear this.

The wealthy ghost was in doubt.

Family tree?

what's the situation?
Could it be that among the forces behind Jiang Ming, there are people who know the deceased elders?

I thought about it.

Fu Tai still brought the family tree.

Without him.

Jiang Ming is too mysterious.

It is unfathomable to the extreme.

Even at this time, he did not dare to turn against this human easily.

At most, he would buy out Jiang Ming's shares in one go, preventing him from ever setting foot in the Golden City again.

With this thought.

The wealthy ghost flipped through the family tree records from the last few hundred years.

There is information about his father, his uncles, and his grandfather.

But he turned it over.

No information related to Jiang Ming was found.

then.

The wealthy ghost's face darkened.

"Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Ming said calmly, "You should turn to the first page."

Rich ghost:?

He was stunned.

First page of family tree?
Isn’t that the ancestor who founded the Golden City?

He became more and more certain.

Jiang Ming is playing a trick on him.

How could a human being know his charming ancestor from the Golden City who lived more than 2,000 years ago?
How can this be.

What if this human being is immortal?

With this thought in mind, the wealthy ghost subconsciously turned to the first page when he closed the family tree.

A bloody piece of paper fell down

It was a bloodline slavery contract.

In the column for the enslaved, the name of his ancestor was written.

This indicates that his ancestor was actually someone else's slave.

And because of the blood slavery contract, their descendants are also slaves of others.

This is the biggest secret of the Golden City.

Only the family heads of all generations would know.

During the hundreds of years when the ancestors slept, Huang Jincheng was also worried that this "master" would come back and take back the property they had worked so hard for, but as time went by, this "master" seemed to be dead and there was no news from him.

Thereafter.

Huang Jincheng regarded this matter as a secret of the family head and concealed it.

Until now.

If it weren’t for seeing this blood contract, the wealthy ghost would have almost forgotten that the Golden City did not actually belong to them, but to this so-called “master”.

Fu Tai thought so.

He picked up the blood contract that fell on the ground.

He glanced at the two lines of the signature.

The first line of signature is the ancestor’s name, “servant.”

One line is signed with the owner's name, written as Jiang...

This glance.

The wealthy ghost's pupils shrank suddenly.

His eyes were fixed on the word "Jiang".

There was some terrible guess.

There was a storm in my mind.

next second.

The wealthy ghost raised his head and looked at Jiang Ming again.

As if he had seen a ghost, he pointed at Jiang Ming tremblingly.

"You, Jiang Ming, who are you? Is the person behind you the master who once enslaved my ancestor?"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone on the scene was shocked.

Whether it was the second young master of Golden City, the third young lady, or Zhou Tai and the Miao girl, the two players all had expressions of horror on their faces.

It was as if I had heard some shocking news.

The ancestors of their Golden City were enslaved ghost servants?
Judging from the fact that everything a ghost servant has belongs to the master, the Golden City does not really belong to them, but to this "master".

and.

This "master" also has the surname Jiang, the same as "Master Jiang".

no doubt.

This is the important basis for Jiang Ming to dare to say that he is the owner of the Golden City.

Because standing behind him is the mysterious entity that once enslaved the founder of the Golden City.

aside.

Zhou Tai's expression was far more shocked than any other ghost at the scene.

Because he knew best that the name written on the slavery contract was Jiang Ming's own name.

Jiang Ming enslaved the ancestors of the Golden City from more than two thousand years ago?
What the hell!

Even if the Immortal Lord of All Laws is a god, it is impossible for him to travel through time, go back to the past, and enslave the ancestors of the Golden City, right?

This is ridiculous.

Those who can do this are no longer gods, but true immortals.

For a while.

Everyone was in a trance.

……

For a long time.

The wealthy ghost then realized what had gone wrong.

He tried hard to control his expression.

But there was still a look of shock on the ghost's face.

He once again asked the most crucial question.

"Who is Jiang Ming to you? Do you have any evidence to prove that the person behind you is the owner of the blood contract?"

Hear.

Jiang Ming grinned.

"I am Jiang Ming. Your ancestor saw something he shouldn't have seen and was planning to silence him. But he was sensible and took out the blood contract and asked me to sign it, asking me to enslave his descendants. I agreed to this request, which means I am your master."

The words fell.

The blood mark on the back of Jiang Ming's hand lit up.

at the same time.

The backs of the hands of the wealthy ghost, the fat ghost, and the Third Miss of Golden City also lit up with secondary seals symbolizing servants.

This shows that Jiang Ming is really their master.

It was also this human being who enslaved their ancestor, the founder of the Golden City, more than a thousand years ago.

This time.

Everyone was stunned.

stunned.

He looked in disbelief at the two groups of people who showed their master seal and servant seal.

My mind is buzzing.

The wealthy ghost slumped back onto the golden chair.

He stared blankly at the servant seal in his hand.

He had sensed it.

This is indeed the true mark of master and servant.

He was the dignified patriarch of the Golden City and a first-level Ghost King, but now he had become a slave of a human.

No. It's hard to say whether this guy is human or not.

after all.

Jiang Ming had seen their ancestor more than a thousand years ago, and frightened the ancestor into voluntarily handing over a blood slavery contract in order to save his life.

Which human being can live for nearly two thousand years?

Only gods can do this.

Thinking.

Jiang Ming's voice continued to sound.

"I said I wanted to get along with you as a shareholder. Since this can only result in your arbitrary decisions, I won't pretend anymore. Come down. Is that position what you should do? Where do you put me?"

Jiang Ming spoke in a leisurely tone.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at the wealthy ghost sitting on the golden chair.

The wealthy ghost stood up subconsciously.

Actively left the position.

On the one hand, he was intimidated by Jiang Ming's identity.

On the other hand, it is naturally the blood pact that is at work.

How could a servant disobey the orders of his master?

"Please, please take a seat."

The wealthy ghost uttered these words with difficulty.

Jiang Ming was also unambiguous.

Walked straight up.

Sitting on the golden chair.

The head of the Golden City family, who was originally sitting in this position, has now walked down.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, I still couldn't accept this reality.

They couldn't accept the fact that the Golden City had changed hands and they all became slaves.

"Come on, tell me, what are you going to do with me?"

Jiang Ming supported his face with his hands, and his voice was casual and lazy.

Rich Ghost: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

I can't hold it anymore.

What could he say?
Who the hell could have thought that Jiang Ming, a human being, could travel across nearly two thousand years and appear in different eras like an immortal god.

wrong.

This human being is a deity.

This also explains why Jiang Ming is so special among the human race and can perform all kinds of amazing deeds in the Pure Land.

Because the other party is essentially inhuman.

"Master, I was blind to the truth. You came to Golden City seven years ago just to see your business. When you found that it was developing well, you did not intervene and only lent me a helping hand. But now... because of the secret competition among the heirs, Golden City has become unstable. That's why you want to end the fight. I didn't understand your good intentions."

The wealthy ghost said ashamedly.

He glanced at his second son who was still in a daze, and thought about how the other party's resentful words at that time had affected his judgment to a certain extent. He was so angry that he kicked him directly.

He kicked his second son hard.

Let him fall flat on his face.

Subsequently.

The wealthy ghost said again: "Master, since you think highly of my third daughter, then the position of the head of this family must belong to her. I believe in your vision and my daughter's ability."

Hear this.

The third young lady of Golden City suddenly woke up.

Completely recovered.

He looked at Jiang Ming as if he were a god.

She never imagined that Jiang Ming's reliance would be so subversive that it would be the existence that enslaved the ancestors of Golden City more than a thousand years ago.

The entire Golden City belongs to him.

This is too outrageous.

It was even more amazing than when Jiang Ming publicly announced that he was a shareholder of Golden City.

It's totally a rhythm of scaring the hell out of people.

but……

She won too.

Because she always stood on Jiang Ming's side and relied on Jiang Ming's connections, she became the final winner without any suspense. Not to mention her two older brothers, even her father, the Ghost King, could not snatch her position as the head of the family.

With this thought.

The third young lady of Golden City stared at Jiang Ming infatuatedly.

A strange light flashed in the purple eyes.

It seemed that he was thinking about how to repay this "master".

……

at the same time.

Jiang Ming, who was sitting on the golden chair, nodded.

Agreed with the wealthy ghost's statement.

His eyes suddenly fell on the second young master of Huangjin City, the fat ghost.

The voice was calm: "You, go to the tomb of the ghost king Hanba and move bricks. There is a thousand-meter-long death magma channel there. You go and fill in all the missing parts of this channel. When you have finished, you can come back."

Hear it.

The fat ghost was as sad as if he had lost his parents.

It looked like the sky was falling.

He had heard about the treasure hiding place of the Ghost King of Hanba, and he also knew that the first test at the entrance of the stone gate was a death passage where anyone who fell would die.

It is unknown how long it will take him to fill up the entire passage based on his ability alone. During this period, he will have to endure the torture of high temperatures and the danger of falling if he is not careful.

This is even more difficult than the conditions for black slave mining.

It's gonna kill you.

but……

Jiang Ming is his master.

He couldn't refuse what the other party said.

then.

The fat ghost left the hall dejectedly with a look of despair.

Jiang Ming remained indifferent.

He spoke again: "Where is your ancestor? I'm here, why doesn't he come to see me?"

Hear this.

The wealthy ghost was stunned for a moment.

He said uncertainly, "Master, you are talking about the ancestor you enslaved, right? According to the family tree, the ancestor was busy with the construction of the Golden City, and his talent was limited, so he was trapped at the first level of Ghost King all his life, and he died 1,200 years ago."

Jiang Ming ignored it.

His eyes fell on the ghost king of drought.

"How did you agree to wake each other up? Where is his coffin placed?"

The ghost king of drought recalled.

"I woke up several times, and they woke me up each time. But they also said that if you want to wake them up, just dig up their graves."

Hear the words.

Jiang Ming looked at the plump ghost.

The wealthy ghost's expression kept changing.

Digging out the coffin of our ancestors is no small matter and is an insult to ghosts.

How can a dead ghost come to see you?

Do they really want them to dig out their ancestor's coffin, display the bones, and have an audience with Jiang Ming?
At this time.

The third young lady of Huangjin City suddenly remembered the coffin she saw in the palace of the Ghost King Hanba.

Combined with Jiang Ming's words, she had a bold guess in her mind.

"Dad, Young Master Jiang is probably saying that our ancestor is not dead, but is just sleeping in the coffin."

Hear this.

The wealthy ghost was startled.

Eyeballs widened.

But on second thought, Jiang Ming is a deity, so it is not incredible that he can extend the life of the ancestor. Maybe the ancestor is really alive until now.

Just because no one woke me up, I fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately.

He ran out without saying a word.

The ghost king of drought followed closely behind.

He also left.

Inside the empty palace.

There are only two players left: the Third Lady of Golden City, the corrupt old man, and Zhou Tai, the Miao girl.

at this time.

The two human players were stunned.

From the time Jiang Ming publicly announced that he was the master of the Golden City, to the time he displayed the master-servant mark, turned the tables, officially governed the Golden City, and became the master of the master of the Golden City, the entire process took less than half an hour.

But the shock it brought to them surpassed everything.

It made them unable to calm down for a long time.

Because according to the current situation, the Immortal Lord of All Laws is not just a god.

This is the real god.

Lived for more than two thousand years.

According to the timeline of the human world, Jiang Ming has lived from the Qin Shihuang era to the present.

This is too much of a challenge to their cognitive limits.

and also.

How dare Pure Land Games invite a deity to join?

So brave.

(End of this chapter)