Mushroom Man

Chapter 148 The Third Young Master of the Lu Family, the Black and White Tribe

"This little guy..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang nodded slightly.

He hadn't expected Yan Zhaodi to agree so readily.

Without even considering whether his offer to find a way for her to escape the Demon-Suppressing Tower was genuine or not, she agreed without hesitation.

You should know that she is a mushroom beast who is even better at refining mushrooms than a mushroom master.

Anyone else would probably hold her tightly in their hands, squeeze every last drop of value out of her, and no one would think of rescuing her.

After all, only by keeping Yan Zhaodi in the Demon Suppression Tower can absolute loyalty be guaranteed to others.

However, Yan Zhaodi agreed to this almost impossible promise without even thinking about it.

This shows just how naive Yan Zhaodi was and how much she trusted Wu Liang.

Of course, it's also possible that she's very smart.

Knowing it was impossible, and not expecting too much, that's why he acted without hesitation.

That's not impossible, after all, the evil beasts are cunning and clever, how could they really be as simple as paper?

"it is good……"

"In that case, you should stay on this fourth floor for the time being."

"When I get to a populated area, I'll buy you some good food."

Wu Liang gave Yan Zhaodi a deep look, then withdrew his consciousness from the Demon Suppression Tower.

To be honest, what he just said about helping Yan Zhaodi out of her predicament was merely empty talk to win people's hearts.

However, Yan Zhaodi's attitude made him change his mind.

If he ever has the chance to rescue him, he might actually give it a try.

"Rumble..."

Faintly, sounds came from ahead.

Wu Liang snapped out of his daze, put away the Wuxiang Token, and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Then a peculiar mountain with sharp edges and a trapezoidal shape came into view in the distance.

The Youzi River encircles the mountains, and the bridges are raised and lowered by human labor.

The men who pulled the bridge were all burly and tough, shirtless, and wearing helmets with bull horns.

From their clothing and appearance to their speech and behavior, they were completely different from the people in Zhaodi Town.

The people here mostly appear to be from tribal clans on the western grasslands.

Compared to the people in Zhaodi Town, the people here clearly have the style of people from the Western Regions.

Wild, fierce, unrestrained, and free-spirited, these are the men of the Western Regions who chase the raging winds.

On the other hand, Zhaodi Town, due to its geographical location and the fact that its ancestors were mostly migrants from other continents, has a different situation.

Therefore, the people there did not seem like people from the Western Regions.

"This is Bajiao Mountain..."

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes and let the carriage drive towards Bajiao Mountain.

With a sudden thought, he transformed himself, instantly becoming Scarface, and used the illusion to create the appearance of Skinny Monkey.

Scarface and Skinny Monkey exchanged a glance, then grinned.

Not long after...

The carriage arrived at the riverbank.

A toll is required to enter or leave Bajiaoshan.

However, Scarface and Skinny Monkey seemed to be regulars here, frequently traveling to Bajiaoshan to sell slaves.

Then a bridge keeper recognized them and, instead of asking them to pay the toll, greeted them warmly.

"Yo?"

"Scarface and Skinny Monkey, you two are making money for the Third Young Master again?"

"I heard from Old Yellow Teeth that the woman you sold to him last time was really fierce. She actually won an octagonal fight, but unfortunately she died after only a few rounds."

"Did you catch anything rare this time? Let me see it for myself."

Yellow teeth?
Octagonal Fighter?
Wu Liang raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanged.

With a hoarse voice, he waved his hand at the bridge keeper and said irritably, "Don't mention it!"

"This time, forget about any rare items; I almost lost my life."

"My brother and I picked up a level 2 mushroom master on the road, and we were originally planning to bring it over to sell for a good price."

"In the end, they woke up and beat us up."

"Look at my voice, that guy's strangling it has caused me problems."

"If they hadn't shown mercy, we two brothers would probably be dead."

Wu Liang cursed and swore.

As he spoke, he revealed the deliberately created marks left by the straps.

Upon hearing this, the bridge keeper did not suspect anything; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat gloating.

Clearly, they weren't exactly friends; they were probably just strangers who could exchange a few words with each other.

Wu Liang had no time to chat with him about everyday matters.

He chatted casually with him for a few minutes, then drove the carriage across the bridge and into the mountains.

Inside Bajiao Mountain.

This place is bustling with people, a melting pot of all sorts.

Compared to the well-organized Zhaodi Town under the governance of Sanjia and Songzimiao, this place appears dirty and chaotic.

Perhaps due to the fierce local customs, there are many unruly people everywhere, hurling insults and fighting each other in the streets.

Wu Liang had only just entered Bajiao Mountain when he saw it three or four times...

The tribal man had his brains splattered because of what you were looking at and what was it to you.

"This place is so chaotic, it's like a leaderless place..."

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes, deep in thought. In his view, there were only two possibilities for a place to be in such chaos.

Firstly, this place is leaderless, and independent cultivators are in charge.

Secondly, the powerful forces that have taken over this place cannot control the independent mushroom masters here.

Based on his observations along the way, Wu Liang himself leaned more towards the latter possibility.

In order to better understand this place, Wu Liang did not rush to deal with the cartload of slaves.

He randomly picked three mushroom growers who happened to be passing by, wanting to find out the details of Bajiao Mountain so that he wouldn't be completely clueless.

At first, the three passersby didn't want to talk to him at all.

However, after Wu Liang revealed three drops of silver liquid, they all became completely open and forthcoming.

Although the battle at the Demon Suppression Tower consumed a large amount of his silver essence, he still had a hundred drops of silver essence left in his possession.

Even now, three drops are more than enough to gather some information.

"Your names are Lu Renjia, Lu Renyi, and Lu Renbing, right?"

"I have something I want to ask you. If you satisfy me, everyone will get a share of this silver water."

Wu Liang parked the carriage by the street and invited the three of them inside.

The three men perked up when they saw the cart full of slaves.

It's impossible for a mushroom trader who can sell slaves in Bajiao Mountain to have no connections behind him.

Therefore, every single one of these slave traders was a ruthless person.

"Sir, what would you like to know?"

“We, the third young master of the Lu family, will certainly speak frankly and without reservation.”

The three men patted their chests and readily agreed.

These days, money talks!
Wu Liang was quite satisfied with the sight and immediately began asking all sorts of questions.

The questions he asked were mostly common local knowledge.

This puzzled the three of them, but they still honestly told Wu Liang what he wanted to know...

First and foremost is this Bajiao Mountain!
Bajiao Mountain is located on the western border of the region.

Although it was a remote and impoverished place, the Youzi River still attracted many tribes and caravans from the grasslands.

The people of Bajiaoshan are known for their fierce and powerful nature, where the strong are respected and martial prowess is highly valued.

At the same time, this place was a hub for slavery, and it was the largest slave trading center in the surrounding area.

Many surrounding tribes would bring slaves they had captured from various places to this place to sell.

Furthermore, Bajiao Mountain also boasts a renowned building known as the Octagonal Colosseum.

Mushroom masters can use purchased slaves to engage in so-called octagonal duels and win various kinds of gambling funds.

Of course, the mushroom grower can also personally take the stage to win resources for himself.

The old man with yellow teeth that the bridge guard had just mentioned was a slave trader from Bajiao Mountain.

They specifically buy slaves from mushroom growers from other regions and then resell them to mushroom growers who want to engage in octagonal battles.

As for the Third Young Master who gave the skinny monkey and scarred boy the second-generation collar mushroom, his background is not simple.

According to the three people...

In this Bajiao Mountain, two major tribes rule half of the land, while the other half is controlled by independent cultivators.

The two major tribes were the White Horn Tribe and the Black Horn Tribe.

The mushroom masters of these two tribes wear white or black horns on their heads, and the higher their status, the larger the horns.

The two largest pairs of bull horns on the entire Bajiao Mountain belong to the leaders of these two tribes.

Both of these leaders are fourth-level mushroom masters.

Below the two leaders, their children had the largest horns on their heads.

The Third Young Master is the son of the White Horn leader. He is the third in rank, hence the name Third Young Master.

It is said that this third young master is also the most disappointing of the young masters.

The slutty Lady Red, whom Scarface and Skinny Monkey mentioned earlier, is this young master's wife.

His wife is so promiscuous, yet he doesn't dare utter a single word; you can imagine how useless this guy is.

"I see……"

"It seems that the foundation of Bajiao Mountain is much weaker than that of Zhaodi Town."

"The mushroom masters who are in charge are just two fourth-level leaders, and there isn't even a fifth-level mushroom master."

"No wonder this place is in such chaos..."

Wu Liang stroked his chin, his mind racing.

Of course, if others knew what he was thinking, they might just call him arrogant and ignorant.

It should be noted that not every place in the entire Western Regions is as full of hidden talents as Zhaodi Town.

In ordinary places with a bit of fame, such as Bajiaoshan with its Youzi River, there can only be two or three fourth-level mushroom masters at most.

As for level 5 mushroom masters, they can basically only be found in some large cities.

After all, a fifth-level mushroom master has already reached the pinnacle of mortals. When immortals are absent, they are among the strongest in the four continents.

How could such a being possibly condescend to set up shop in a remote, impoverished rural area?

The reason why Zhaodi Town is so full of hidden talents is entirely because it produced Abbot Shanren and Doctor Mo.

Without these two, Zhaodi Town would only have three clan heads who could stand alone.

"Oh, right."

"Are you aware of the strange celestial phenomena that occurred recently, and the news of the birth of the successor of the Formless One?"

Wu Liang seemed to remember something and turned to ask the three of them, wanting to find out what kind of commotion Wu Xiang Tian Zun had caused by announcing his message to the world.

Upon hearing this, the three of them all wore strange expressions.

"Sir, how come you don't even know this?"

“If it weren’t for the fact that you don’t have the aura of a boundary barrier on you, we would all think you’re from the Western Regions.”

(End of this chapter)