A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao and his group, acting so shamelessly, strolled around, followed by an increasingly impressive "monster sightseeing group," visiting one resource point after another.

Ji Zuodao is a cunning bastard who always targets good places guarded by demon clans.

When they arrived at a place, they didn't try to seize it by force. They just lingered under people's noses. When the horde of pursuers arrived, well, the situation instantly spiraled out of control.

The demons guarding the resources saw this as an opportunity—

My God! Is this some kind of massacre?!

No matter how arrogant a demon leader is normally, his legs would tremble at the sight of that endless torrent of demonic beasts.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ji Zuodao and his men grabbed something, shouted a few words like "Brothers, charge forward! The treasure is just ahead!", and then ran away.

Those monsters chasing after them, blinded by rage, couldn't tell friend from foe.

If you see something blocking your way, well, regardless of whether you were originally from the same family, just do it first!

And so, like a snowball rolling downhill, the monster caravan following Ji Zuodao grew larger and larger, with an increasing variety of races.

When they finally reached the last, and most prominently marked, resource point on the map, the scene was simply... spectacular!

Leading the way were Ji Zuodao and his five companions, running as if they were being chased by ghosts.

In the middle were more than twenty giant wolves, their bodies emitting smoke and vomiting blood as they ran, with the wolf king leading them, whose fur was bald in several patches.

Behind them were tens of thousands of rabbits with bloodshot eyes, leaping up and creating a cloud of dust that blotted out the sun, like a gray sandstorm.

Behind the rabbit followed the Iron-Armed Ape, the Poison-Armed Porcupine, and the Red-Armed Rhinoceros, all caught in the crossfire and howling with rage... and in the sky, a dozen or so Silver-Feathered Eagles, disturbed from their peaceful dreams and filled with uncontrollable fury, were flapping their wings!

A vast, rumbling mass of demonic energy filled the sky, causing the earth to tremble and mountains to shake!

If you didn't know better, you'd think a monster tide had broken out!

The guardian demon king of this last resource point is a ferocious, striped tiger that has become a spirit, and it is the undisputed ruler of this mountain.

At this moment, it is dozing by its own spiritual spring, waiting for the seven-aperture exquisite lotus in the center of the spring to fully mature.

Rumble—!!!

The terrifying tremors from the ground shattered his sweet dream!

The fierce tiger demon king sprang up with a "whoosh," its tiger eyes wide open, looking at the boundary of its territory, and its colorful fur bristled open with a "whoosh"!

In the distance, smoke and dust billowed into the sky, demonic energy was chaotic and violent, and the roars and howls of countless demonic beasts were mixed together, as if the end of the world had come, and they were rolling towards its territory!

"Roar—?!" The fierce tiger demon king let out a roar that was both surprised and furious, leaving the entire tiger stunned.

What the hell does this mean?!

The allied forces are attacking me?!

I haven't done anything immoral or heinous lately, have I?

So all I do is pee and poop at the source of the upstream spring every day... uh, did my neighbors downstream find out? Are they coming to settle scores with me?!

No way! This is something that's been kept secret!

As the terrifying "alliance of monsters" drew ever closer, the Tiger Demon King's last shred of hope vanished in an instant.

There's no way they can win a fight! With that scale and that imposing presence, their little hill wouldn't even be enough for them to trample!

run?!

But the "Seven-Aperture Exquisite Lotus" is almost ripe! If it runs away, all our efforts will be in vain!

Just as the Tiger Demon King was so anxious that he was scratching his head and almost wet himself, several hairless monkeys at the forefront of the demon beast alliance darted past the edge of its territory.

They didn't even glance at it or the spiritual spring.

Immediately afterwards, the massive torrent of demonic beasts followed the direction of the hairless monkeys, grazing past the edge of its territory.

Although the earth shook violently and its minions were so frightened that they ran away in terror, it didn't actually come in?

The ferocious tiger demon king lay hidden behind a large rock, its claws gripping the stone tightly, watching the terrifying torrent recede into the distance.

After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh of relief, his whole body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

Damn... false alarm... scared the hell out of me...

But he hadn't quite let his breath out yet—

"Huh?" It suddenly felt something was wrong and sniffed hard.

Why does the originally rich and pure fragrance of the spiritual spring in the air seem to have faded a little?

It suddenly turned its head and looked towards the center of the spiritual spring—

The spring water was still bubbling and bubbling, filled with spiritual energy.

But right in the center of the spring, there was a seven-aperture exquisite lotus that was about to bloom...

Gone!

All that was left was a bare lotus stem, swaying pitifully on the water's surface.

On the lotus seedpod, there is a clear, neat cut, as if it was "swished" away by some sharp blade!

In the wind, the faint, cheeky conversation of those "hairless monkeys" could be heard:

"Boss, these lotus seeds aren't fully ripe yet, are you going to pick them now..."

"You don't know anything! Even if it's not fully ripe, it's still a lotus with seven orifices! When it's fully ripe, will we still have a share? This is called seizing the opportunity! Hurry up, next stop... wait, nowhere to go? Have we visited everything marked on the map?"

"It seems like we've finished shopping."

"Alright! Let's just run around somewhere."

The Fierce Tiger Demon King: "..."

"Roar—!!! My lotus—!!!"

A heart-wrenching roar, echoing through the mountains and forests, suddenly exploded out!

One more victim has been added to the hunt, bringing another powerful member to the team, along with a group of lesser demons under its command who have also had their homes raided.

……

Beyond the secret realm, on the back of the Kunpeng.

In the rest area, the directors and deputy directors of each branch office had floating light screens in front of them, displaying the real-time situation of each branch office team in the secret realm.

The light screen was divided into small squares, each square representing a team.

But at this moment, the eyes of most bureau chiefs were involuntarily focused on the box representing the Jinghai Branch.

There was no way around it; the commotion in that cubicle was just too damn conspicuous!

Watching Ji Zuodao lead that ever-growing army of demonic beasts roar across the island.

Wherever they went, chickens flew and dogs barricaded, demons and horses collapsed, resources were scavenged so much that the land was almost three feet thin...

The expressions on the faces of the bureau chiefs were truly fascinating.

"Damn! Those brats from Jinghai are really good at causing trouble!"

A bureau chief with a thick beard stroked his chin, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"They're incredibly audacious! Aren't they afraid of messing things up and getting caught and devoured alive by those monsters?"

"Hey! Don't just watch them cause trouble, look how much good stuff they've gotten! Damn, look at that storage bag, it's about to burst!"

"Who says otherwise! My good-for-nothing sons haven't gotten a single thing yet! Only those three unlucky kids from the Southwest branch managed to get some leftover hotpot from Jinghai, then they were drugged and sent back! Where can you even complain about this?!"

"Sigh, comparing people is a recipe for disaster, comparing goods is a recipe for disaster..."

Amidst a chorus of sour grapes and gossip, Zhang Yucheng sat calmly in his chair, holding a thermos and sipping his tea.

The smile on his face hadn't faded since the fight started, and his eyes were practically squinting into slits.

Hearing the sarcastic remarks around him, he put down his thermos, casually cupped his hands in greeting, and spoke with utmost humility:

"Oh dear, everyone, you flatter me! My few good-for-nothing rascals are unruly and hopeless; all they do is cause trouble. Please forgive them, please forgive them!"

That's what he said, but the smugness in his tone, the upturned corners of his mouth, and his narrowed eyes that gleamed with a sharp light...

Anyone could see that this scoundrel was probably secretly thrilled!

Damn it, that bastard has such a lucky life!

Many bureau chiefs cursed inwardly.