I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

What's even more wrong is that after crashing into Klaus, only half of his body is left.

"no no……"

He lowered his head in horror, looking at his bloody waist and abdomen.

The large and small intestines were squeezed into a sticky lump, flowing out of his broken stomach and onto the ground.

He wanted to take a pill to stop the bleeding, but found that the Qiankun bag was hanging on the belt of his lower body. Although it was not far away from him, the distance seemed as far away as a sea to him.

The owners of other gambling houses and brothels nearby were stunned for a moment and trembled in fear, not daring to say a word.

When Boss Ma called them over, he just said that there was a big business to be done and they could all get rich together.

Unexpectedly, before the fortune was distributed, Boss Ma’s lower body was gone... Although they brought some guards, they were obviously not enough to kill him in seconds.

They didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to actually do something to them. This was very unreasonable.

Logically speaking, the more powerful the cultivator, the more ties they have, and the more one dares not to provoke them.

These guys don't.

They are ruthless, decisive and unscrupulous.

"That's how fate works. You always have to face all kinds of choices that seem like sure wins," Jiang Ke'er squatted beside Boss Ma, watching him trying to crawl towards her lower body with both hands, and said calmly, "But there will always be times when you lose. You can cheat on Cheng Fugui, and cheat on every gambler here... but fate won't buy into that. It only needs to win against you once. Unfortunately, now it's your turn."

"I can give you money, I can give you all my wealth... Save me... Please save me..."

Boss Ma used all his strength to crawl towards his lower body, blood and intestines scattered all over the ground behind him. But Krass grabbed his lower body by the feet like a devil and dragged him around.

"Save you? When you were fanning the flames of Cheng Fugui and the others, when you sent their wives and daughters to the brothel, did you ever think of saving them? Save you? Why?"

"I was just following orders..." Boss Ma said with difficulty. He was still trying to crawl forward. All he could see was the lower body that he could never touch.

They were so close, sometimes even touching with fingertips, but in the next second they were pulled away alive.

Like a gambler.

"Then you really did your job well," Jiang Ke'er sighed, "Klaus, give his lower body back to him."

"Why return him? This guy is so disgusting, I feel sick just by looking at him!"

"His merits and demerits throughout his life will naturally be judged by the Ten Kings of Hell. He will repay the pain he has caused others ten thousand times over... But now, there is still a place where he can be used. When you have had enough fun, take over for him first."

"I haven't had enough fun." Klas shook Boss Ma's lower body in dissatisfaction.

"Then play for a while longer."

"Forget it, I don't want to play anymore," Klaus sighed and threw his lower body to Boss Ma.

Boss Ma happily stuffed his intestines back into his stomach, aligned his lower body, and swallowed the life-extending pill.

"I don't think you dare to kill me!"

After regaining his legs, Boss Ma immediately became arrogant again: "Just now I thought you were a bunch of desperate criminals, it seems that you are still afraid of death!"

"It would be too easy for you to die now," Jiang Ke'er glanced at him with disdain, "You are still useful. When you lose your usefulness, you will experience the feeling of living a life worse than death..."

"Everyone can brag!" Boss Ma laughed stubbornly, "So what if you are so powerful? What can you do to me? I have countless immortal sects behind me! I will remember today's grudge, just wait and see!"

"Really? Leave it to you, Kras."

Jiang Keer laughed lazily. It was obvious that Klaus was better at recruiting believers.

"Have you collected them all?" Klaus began to get excited. Under the light of the museum, the shadow under her feet began to twist and split into countless long black whiskers.

"Well," Jiang Ke'er said, pointing at Cheng Fugui, "Don't touch this person."

(1/1 Originally planned to update twice but something happened today and delayed it. I will definitely update tomorrow, definitely tomorrow. This time it’s really QwQ)

110. Contract

No matter how many times she saw it, Jiang Ke'er would always be terrified by the ancient god's tyrannical and evil power.

As long as you put a knife on a person's neck and force him to "voluntarily" sign a contract with the ancient gods, you can enslave this soul until death.

He must act according to his master's wishes, and every move he makes must not go against the orders instilled by his master.

But when this power was used on the bastards in front of her, Jiang Keer only felt very happy.

Fortunately, I am the boss of the ancient gods.

Although he is a boss who has not grown up yet, he is also the future boss. This power is in his own hands and will not be abused.

Far away.

In this action plan, the land deeds and indentures won were minor matters; the main goal was to deal with the small bosses under these sect forces.

Because we don't know which sects and forces are involved, we have to work our way up from the bottom up.

These chess pieces will be of great use later.

"It's your turn now." Jiang Ke'er glanced at Wang Fugui and said, "Boss Ma, go and bring his wife and daughter back."

Even though Boss Ma was extremely reluctant, he had a murderous intent towards Jiang Ke'er, but he could not help but flatter and obey: "Yes, sir."

Just when Boss Ma went out to look for Cheng Fugui's wife and daughter, Jiang Ke'er looked at Cheng Fugui and asked Klaus to directly give him a strand of power without attaching the ancient god contract.

Bathing in the purple-black evil power with a face full of ecstasy, Cheng Fugui felt the immortal power flowing in his body, and hurriedly knelt down to express his gratitude to Jiang Ke'er.

"Your wife and daughter are extremely disappointed in you. I will send them to Taiming Sect later," Jiang Ke'er said, "but Taiming Sect is not a place for charity. Taiming Sect also needs to survive. If your daughter's qualifications meet the requirements and passes the test of any peak, she can become a disciple of Taiming Sect and receive monthly salary, so she will have no worries about food and clothing from now on.

But if she doesn't meet the requirements, she can only be an outer disciple, take care of her own food and lodging, and pay a small amount of tuition every month... These tuition fees will depend on you."

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"

"Shut up, I'm not an immortal!" Jiang Ke'er sneered, "Remember, no matter what benefits those high-ranking immortals have promised you, they will always be your enemies! From today on, you will be called 'Enemy Immortal', and you can change your name when all the immortals are dead!"

"Yes, yes...I will only listen to you, my benefactor, in my life. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"You are not needed for the time being." Jiang Ke'er glanced at the backyard. Cheng Fugui's wife and daughter were already walking in this direction. "You personally send them to Taiming Sect, protect them secretly, and use the rest of your life to atone for your sins. When you are needed, someone will contact you."

This was exactly what Cheng Fugui wished. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but kowtow to Jiang Ke'er repeatedly in gratitude.

"You go."

After seeing Cheng Fugui and his wife and daughter off, Klas expressed his incomprehension.

"My Lord, why don't you let him sign the contract? Are these powers just given to them for free?"

"There's no need to sign a contract for someone you can control."

"It's not a big deal to sign it..."

"Okay, forget about it," Jiang Ke'er touched Klaus, "erase it from your memory."

"Well……"

Kras obeyed the order, his eyes were blank for a moment, and he soon forgot what had just happened.

Jiang Ke'er looked at the newly accepted believers again. All the people in the casino, whether they were gamblers or casino owners, clerks, or thugs, have now become vassals of the ancient god.

They walked out of the casino as if nothing had happened, returned to their original workplace, and continued working according to instructions.

"This is the first step," Qiao Xiaoxian said, "After we control them, at least Jiangdu City and its surrounding areas will be able to live in peace for a while, without having to worry about them continuing to oppress the people... The next step is to drain their power little by little, and force the sect leaders into a corner, so that they will jump out and reveal their identities."

Because it is not clear what forces are behind these casinos and brothels, even the casino owners themselves may not be aware of it, so it is necessary to fish bit by bit.

Kras impatiently finished the candied haws in one gulp, chewing as he said, "Wouldn't it be over if we control them all? I think there aren't many good masters in the sects of Shenzhou. We can go door to door and develop them all into subordinates, wouldn't all the problems be solved?"

"You think I can't think of it?" Jiang Ke'er smiled bitterly and rubbed her head, "No."

"What?"

"You know a hammer."

"You're on the fifth level again?" Klaus protested angrily.

Jiang Ke'er didn't explain.

If possible, wouldn't she want to directly control the entire Shenzhou and become the boss?

As long as he enslaved all the high-level monks and turned them into his pawns, would he still have to worry about not being able to build the ideal world he wanted?

but.

No.

At most, you can only control one third of the power, and you definitely cannot control all of it.

"Why on earth?" Krass yelled again.

"You'll find out later."

"I want to know now!"

"Klas, forget what happened in the past minute."

"Gan..."

Klaus's eyes were blank again.

When she came to her senses, she flew into a rage.

"...Where's my candied haws?! Which bastard secretly ate them all?"

Qiao Xiaoxian covered her mouth and chuckled, and suddenly looked at Jiang Keer with some anticipation.

"You can lose your memory for a few days anytime."

Jiang Ke'er stared at Qiao Xiaoxian in horror, covering her lower abdomen tightly... She is still not satisfied even after all this?

She didn't dare to respond. This Qiao Xiaoxian was definitely serious about her expectations. It would be bad if she responded and aroused her interest.

Damn it, is the amnesia plot predetermined?

So Jiang Keer quickly changed the subject.

"Xiao Tao, keep what happened today a secret from Pei Min, remember?"

"I understand." Gongsun Xiaotao nodded in shock.

She never imagined that her masters were so powerful.

She thought that what she had seen in the secret realm was the limit, but unexpectedly, it was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Come on, let's go somewhere else."

The three women walked out of the gambling house, flew away from Jiangdu City and headed for the imperial capital.

Shortly after they left, several vendors on the street outside the casino took out communication stones and sent a message.

[The situation at the Ma family casino is unusual. Please ask the clan members to come to Jiangdu for a detailed investigation.]

**********

"Hush--wait."

They had already arrived at the gate of the imperial capital, but Jiang Ke'er suddenly paused.

"Did we forget something?"

Xiao Tao had been stunned by the strength shown by the masters, and her mind had been unclear. After being reminded by Jiang Ke'er, she finally reacted and covered her face in fear.

"Pei-Min!"

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111. Runaway Chief

Xu Chen, the chief of the Pre-Tribulation Immortal Palace and the designer of the Sitianyi.

The original intention of this trip was to make another move on Si Tianyi, but the master asked him to take a look at the development of the sects near Jiangdu City, so he had to lift his hiding place, reveal his identity, and head to Jiangdu City.

Actually, that’s fine.

The moment he walked out of the Jiexian Palace, Xu Chen breathed a long sigh of relief.

The atmosphere in the Jiexian Palace has been weird lately.

Ever since the Dragon Boat Festival when the major religious sects in the Southern Continent presented their carefully prepared gifts, the atmosphere in the Jiexian Palace has changed.

Although the disciples of the Jiexian Palace felt uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts, Xiaojun, the head of the Jiexian Palace, gave a death order, asking the disciples to treat those "gifts" with courtesy and not to damage the relationship between the Jiexian Palace and the major sects in the Southern Continent.

There was no other way, the disciples had to endure it.