The Legend of the God of Cangyuantu

Chapter 73: Shaking the Moon

"It seems that my name is really well-known in Dongning Prefecture. Even a young boy has heard of me!" The thin man with the scar was Zhao Can. After hearing that Meng Zhao actually knew his name, a hint of pride appeared on his face. He condensed his five fingers, and the blood spilled on the ground was suddenly recovered. Even the blood that had just turned into a pool of blood was gathered in his hands.

The blood continued to condense into a blood-red sickle, which was held tightly in his hand.

"Then your death in my hands is a worthy one." Zhao Can showed a cruel look. As the second in command of the Blood Cloud Bandits, no less than a hundred people have died in his hands. One more would not matter!
Meng Chuan didn't look worried at all, and thought: "That's not right, Zhao Can is bald, and you..."

Zhao Can licked the sickle with his tongue, revealed a cruel look, pulled off the wig on his head, and shouted loudly: "I have to change my appearance before entering the city!"

"Die for me!"

After saying that, he grasped the sickle with both hands and chopped towards Meng Chuan quickly. The sickle was like a chain, which could be shortened and attacked Meng Chuan quickly. Meng Chuan did not waste any more words, and stepped forward quickly, using the sword in his hand to continuously hit the sickle away. The two fought, and bursts of noise continued to emerge. After Meng Chuan chopped the sickle back with one knife, a blue light emerged from his body, and his extreme power burst out. He carried a trace of lightning and quickly flashed to Zhao Can's side, holding the knife with both hands and swung it out suddenly. Zhao Can turned around and blocked Meng's attack with the blood axe.

"This power..."

Meng Chuan gathered his strength and chopped Zhao Can away with one blow. He slammed hard against the wall, sending a cloud of yellow sand flying...

"Die!"

The yellow sand dispersed, but there was no trace of Zhao Can. Only a pool of blood was left behind Meng Chuan. Zhao Can jumped out of the blood, leaped into the air, holding a huge axe in his hand, and the axe fell from the air, as if he wanted to kill Meng Chuan with one axe. He shouted loudly with a distorted face.

Meng Chuan was not surprised at all, his face was calm, the inner Qi suddenly burst out, Meng Chuan held the knife with his hands behind his back, and drew a crescent shape. Seeing the changes in Meng Chuan, Meng Zhao immediately became interested, thinking: "An interesting move, is it also a residual move of the God?"

Just as Meng Zhao thought, Meng Chuan's sword was called "Shaking Moon Falling", which was created by a Dark Star Realm God. Meng Chuan got it from the Third Elder. He must master the Yuan Shen in order to comprehend it and perform it...

And Meng Chuan just happens to meet all the requirements!
Facing this knife, Zhao Can only saw a beautiful full moon floating in front of him. He could not help but sigh: "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful!"

Just when he relaxed, a lightning blade emanated from the full moon, instantly cutting off Zhao Can's arm...

At this time, Zhao Can came back to his senses and fell heavily to the ground. Looking at the broken arm that was constantly spurting blood, Zhao Can's eyes flashed with fear. Meng Chuan put away the knife, inserted the knife into the ground, took out the vessel, and said, "This thing, you put it there."

“Yes… yes… yes…” Zhao Can said in panic, stretched out his hand, and begged Meng Chuan for mercy: “Handsome man, spare my life, handsome man, spare my life…”

"Handsome man, I'll answer whatever you ask. I just beg you to spare my life!"

"Where did it come from?"

Meng Chuan asked.

Zhao Can immediately replied: "The Heavenly Demon Sect gave it to us. They paid us 300 gold coins to hide these things in the homes of ordinary people. They gave us 20 to 30 in total, and we released them all."

"You damn Heavenly Demon Sect are still holding me back from paying the balance."

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at Meng Chuan, and said, "Brother, I promise to never do business with the Tian Yao Sect again, or we will lose our lives." After saying that, Zhao Can slapped his thigh hard, with a look of "regret" on his face.

Meng Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "Where shall we meet?" "In the abandoned houses on the barren hillside of East City. That's all I know. Please spare my life. I promise to get out of Dongning Prefecture and never come back again, never come back again..." As he spoke, Zhao Can hugged Meng Chuan's thigh.

Meng Chuan's eyes were like torches. He said, "I heard that you slaughtered 300 people in your hometown, Tan County, in order to refine the blood magic hand. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true!"

As he said that, Zhao Can took the opportunity to step aside, picked up the blood axe, and quickly swung it towards Meng Zhao who was watching the show on the side, shouting loudly: "Humph, if you want to kill me, you will go to hell with me!"

"call out!"

A stream of true energy shot out from Meng Zhao's hand and pierced Zhao Can's chest like a sword. Zhao Can was shocked and couldn't believe it. Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan were of similar age, less than two months apart, but Meng Zhao's cultivation was actually higher than Meng Chuan's...

“Why…why…”

Before Zhao Can died, his eyes widened, not believing what he saw.

The sword energy disappeared, and Zhao Can fell directly to the ground, becoming a corpse. Meng Zhao snorted coldly, and instantly refined all of his blood, and said with a smile: "There are still many things you don't know!"

When Zhao Can fell, a pendant suddenly fell from his body. Meng Zhao grabbed the pendant with one hand and said in surprise: "It's actually a relic of the God?"

"Oh?"

Meng Chuan took a closer look. Meng Zhao examined it carefully but did not find any useful information. He handed the pendant to Meng Chuan. Suddenly, a golden lightning symbol appeared on the pendant. The text on the pendant seemed to be activated. A small golden vortex appeared and pulled Meng Chuan in in an instant.

"Fuck, here it comes again..."

Meng Chuan was sucked in directly.

Meng Zhao showed a trace of envy on his face and said, "You are worthy of being the son of destiny. You are really lucky."

After watching Meng Chuan being sucked into the pendant, the pendant fell to the ground. In order to prevent any accidents, Meng Zhao put the pendant away, looked at Zhao Can's body, and after searching Zhao Can's body, he found a drawing. On it was a map of the interior of Dongning Prefecture, with twenty or thirty densely packed points marked on it.

Meng Zhao looked at the map and thought to himself, "Could this be the place where Zhao Can and his team placed the vessel?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the pendant in his arms, shook his head, and said, "It probably won't be that soon after I receive the inheritance of the Godly Lord. So, in order to prevent any more trouble, I will have to endure this hard work by myself."

Meng Zhao smiled bitterly, then quickly rushed to the nearest location. When he arrived at the place, it was not as Meng Zhao expected. There was also a similar vessel stored there, and several ogres appeared. Meng Zhao killed them easily and collected the vessel.

After collecting one, he moved on to the next one. Dongning Prefecture was not big, but it was not small either. It took Meng Zhao nearly two hours to collect all the utensils.

(End of this chapter)