How Could Such a Thing Appear Once in Several Thousand Years?

Lu Bei watched Ji Huang leave—or more accurately, return to the scroll.

Without a word, he stuffed the opportunity into his arms. How absurd. He had casually picked up a sketch, and it turned out to be one of Ji Huang's Nine-Life Incarnations. He had no idea whether this luck was good or bad.

He glanced at his personal panel. Three infinities—this had to be extremely good.

"Next..."

Lu Bei closed his eyes in thought. As everyone knew, fence-sitters were welcome nowhere. He had first acknowledged Yinglong as his boss, then Ji Huang as his big brother. He had tried to eat from both sides and offended both sides in the process.

"No good. I can't be a fence-sitter who quietly makes a fortune."

Lu Bei raised a hand and beckoned the Black Winged Golden Eyed Eagle over. He leaped onto it, and as his toes touched the earth, his entire body slowly sank into the ground.

After descending a thousand meters, he activated the Black Tortoise Ring and projected a wisp of his Primordial Spirit into the forest of steles, waiting quietly for Yinglong to appear.

"Black Tortoise, what is it this time?"

The paper man emerged from the ashes of its own spontaneous combustion. Since this was not the true body, its tone was especially stiff.

"Brother Yinglong, is this place safe? Could Azure Dragon suddenly appear while we're talking?"

"No."

"Then I'll tell you."

Lu Bei looked around, then hopped over to the paper man like a thief. "Ji Huang came looking for me. As long as I submit to him, money and women will be as plentiful as..."

He stopped halfway and fell silent.

The stiff, lifeless paper man's aura changed drastically. Its pale face instantly turned grim. "Black Tortoise, you met Ji Chang?"

"Just now.