Black Death Cave.
Jiao Wei put away the jade talisman in his hand, a hint of an excited smile blooming across his face.
"Boss, we've got business again."
The man upon the throne raised his eyes to sweep a glance over him, speaking with disdain, "Is it another job hunting for a cauldron? Go tell Li Chenliang that the cauldron vessels in the Central Province territory have pretty much all been snatched up, and we don't have much stock left on our end either. If he wants any more, the price will have to double!"
Jiao Wei hurried to say, "Boss, this time it's not a business of hunting for cauldrons, it's a business of killing someone!"
The man upon the throne lit up, a look of passing interest surfacing in his eyes.
"Oh? What kind of person?"
Jiao Wei poured a thread of true qi into that jade talisman.
Upon the jade talisman, spots of light immediately flared to life.
Those points of light aligned and combined, ultimately forming the silhouette of a person above the void. Who else could it be but Lu Yang?
Jiao Wei said, "Boss, this person is the one from a while back who claimed to have slain the resurrected Blood Soul Demon Lord—the Shanhe Envoy from the Qing Province Shanhetal, Lu Yang."
A sharp divine light flashed within the depths of the man upon the throne's eyes.
"That Blood Soul Demon Lord was indeed a figure a myriad of years ago, but alas, times have changed and martial arts advance with every passing day. Those dated little tricks of his were long since cracked by later generations. After his resurrection, his entire strength was less than one percent, and he was merely picked off by that lucky brat," the man wrapped entirely in