Black Shadow on the Iron Rack

After casually dealing with the dozen or so people occupying Guiyuan Upper Sect's mountain peak, Chen Xu left everything to Mu Dazhi and buried himself in the mountain, absorbing all the Guiyuan Upper Sect resources stored there into himself, never to be separated again.

"Only a few hundred Psychic Energy gained. As expected, the stockpile has already been nearly emptied." Sweeping his gaze over the panel, Chen Xu casually took out a chicken leg he had saved in his Space Ring and tossed it to Meatball.

Meatball's eyes lit up. It leaped up to catch it, only to trip over the Anomaly Skin Scroll tied to its back and fall forward.

His gaze falling on the Anomaly Skin Scroll, Chen Xu gently pulled it out, unfolded it, and examined it carefully.

"The Anomaly outline on the skin scroll has become clearer."

Ever since he had dealt with that Ghost Infant and returned last time, a new Anomaly had gradually emerged on the scroll. It had started as a dot, then become a line, until now, when its rough outline was nearly complete. Chen Xu estimated that the moment it fully formed would be the day he next entered an unknown world to earn some extra money.

After tying the Anomaly Skin Scroll back onto Meatball, Mu Dazhi's voice came from the doorway. "Sect Master, I have found the Guiyuan Upper Sect disciples at Martial Alliance headquarters. They are waiting outside for your orders."

Watching Meatball finish the remaining chicken leg in one bite and crawl into the corner, Chen Xu said calmly, "Bring them in."

"Yes."

Mu Dazhi replied respectfully. Turning back, he glanced at the group that had changed into new clothes but still could not hide the scars from all the beatings they had suffered. A trace of