Supernatural Powers and Buying Elephants

The Zhou family's villa was located on the edge of a small, semi-developed rainforest area. At this moment, Cheng Sheng was standing behind the villa, on a branch of a tall sal tree, watching several cars drive away in the distance.

He rubbed his eyes, and only he could see the small red spot on his retina slowly disappearing.

Once he learned the correct way to activate the "Dark Sacrifice," many things immediately became simple.

He offered a sacrifice to "ask" the Abyss if there was a way to quickly find Zhou Wenye without being discovered by anyone. A kind-hearted demon passing by drew a "roadmap" directly in his eyes.

Similar to the "auto-pathfinding" feature in many online games from his previous life, Cheng Sheng easily found his way to Zhou Wenye's place by following the red spots in his field of vision.

The whole process went exceptionally smoothly, so smoothly that he was surprised.

--The Zhou family made their fortune through the black market, and it's astonishing that the security at the villa where Zhou Wenye, a wealthy young master, often stayed was so weak!

There were only a few bodyguards patrolling the main gate and the yard; once inside the villa, one could move about almost unimpeded.

"Is he too confident, or is he just unwilling to spend this little bit of money?"

If Cheng Sheng knew that a woman who had recently died at the hands of his Hell Plague Fly was receiving the salary of twenty ordinary bodyguards, he would probably be relieved of his doubts.

"It's a pity we couldn't sacrifice Zhou Wenye, otherwise, given the filthiness of his soul, he might have fetched a good price from the demons..."

Whether a soul is extremely filthy or extremely pure, it is a good thing to the devil.

The former is gourmet food, while the latter possesses certain special value; these are all specifically noted in the Black Book.

Cheng Sheng originally intended to sacrifice Zhou Wenye alive to make more money, but there wasn't enough time, so he had no choice but to kill him directly.

"Actually, there's no need to feel too sorry..."

Cheng Sheng jumped down from the tall sal tree, his feet landing firmly on the soft ground covered with a thick layer of decaying leaves. He muttered to himself, "Isn't there an even better one?"

Zhou Wenye's father, Zhou Hongtu, is the behind-the-scenes boss of the largest telecom fraud park on Wuda Island.

Compared to Zhou Hongtu, who committed countless evil deeds, Zhou Wenye was so innocent that he was practically a model student. Finding an opportunity to eliminate Zhou Hongtu was the real issue that needed careful planning.

Having accumulated such a deep grudge with the Zhou family, Cheng Sheng naturally aimed to eliminate them completely and prevent any future trouble.

Although flip phones were still the mainstream technology and there weren't cameras everywhere, Cheng Sheng believed that the chances of being tracked down were very small.

But it's a fact that Zhou Wenye had a grudge against him before the incident, and his butler knew that. Moreover, someone like Zhou Hongtu wouldn't need any evidence if he really wanted to cause trouble for him; suspicion would suffice.

Furthermore, Cheng Sheng overheard Zhou Wenye's conversation with the housekeeper before his accident.

One word they mentioned was --

"The surrendered army."

Cheng Sheng read it aloud softly.

Judging from Zhou Wenye's performance, compared to this so-called master of subjugation, he is not even worth mentioning, even if he is a formal martial arts expert.

"Are they the same group as the Curse widely believed in Nantu?"

Cheng Sheng subconsciously thought of his best friend who went to practice Curse Art after his breakup, his eyes flickering slightly, "Find an opportunity to ask Songpa or Sulai, maybe they know something..."

In the tranquil rainforest, Cheng Sheng's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

Three days later.

North of Qingsha City, Black River Elephant Farm.

Cheng Sheng sat quietly in a tin shed, silently scrolling through his phone.

--[A young, wealthy man is found dead in his own mansion without provocation; the CEO of Wisdom Park offers an exorbitant reward!]

Cheng Sheng was looking at the news on his phone, which was about Zhou Wenye's death.

The commotion he caused this time was even greater than expected. The Zhou family wielded considerable power in Qingsha City, and Zhou Hongtu returned from Panma Province the day after Zhou Wenye's death.

It is said that he offered a reward of up to 30 million Nan Currency on the black market for the murderer of Zhou Wenye...

However, many people have grudges against the Zhou family, and it will probably take quite a while for Zhou Hongtu to trace all the clues to their side.

"I wonder if the 'sorcerer' Zhou Wenye mentioned has been invited over..."

Cheng Sheng let out a soft breath and slowly put his phone away. "I still need to hurry."

Over the past two days, he had been subtly inquiring about the sorcerer from Songpa. Although he was curious about how Cheng Sheng had learned about the sorcerer, Songpa still gave him a brief answer.

According to Songpa's description, the sorcerers are a mysterious group that far surpasses ordinary people, possessing all sorts of incredible powers, so powerful that they can even fight against some of the terrifying creatures in the Black Tide.

Even the most skilled fighters are no match for a true master of subjugation.

Songpa even alluded to the fact that the perpetrator of the shocking Sucha Street massacre in Qingsha City last month was a surrendered general!

--Now many things can be explained.

"A supernatural power system belonging to this world? If I had known this, why would I have bothered practicing martial arts? I should have just tried to become a subjugator..."

Cheng Sheng chuckled self-deprecatingly, stood up from his chair, and walked to the edge of the greenhouse.

From his vantage point, he could see most of the elephant field.

In the distance, rows of tin sheds stretched out, with huge feeding troughs in front of them and elephants standing beneath them.

Cheng Sheng roughly counted that there were more than fifty elephants that he could see right now. In front of each elephant pen, several workers were tirelessly shoveling dung. He could smell a strong, pungent odor of elephant dung even from where he was standing.

As I was reading, a hearty voice suddenly came from behind me.

Sorry to keep you waiting!

Cheng Sheng turned around and saw a tall, strong man striding towards him.

The strongest person Cheng Sheng has ever met was probably his first opponent in the Mamba Fighting Arena, a boxer nicknamed "Blue Tyrannosaurus" named Weiji.

The man in front of him was a size larger than Weiji, and unlike Weiji's muscles, which looked exaggerated but actually lacked strength and seemed to have been built up by injections and feed, the man's entire body was full of power.

Beneath his bronze skin, large, firm muscles were arranged like iron ingots. He looked a few years older than Songpa, wore a thick gold chain around his neck, and had extremely rugged features.

"Senior Brother Nalong!"

Cheng Sheng's expression turned slightly solemn. He clasped his hands together and greeted the man in front of him.

"Cheng Sheng!"

Nalong smiled and said, "I've heard that the boxing gym recently recruited a new core member who mastered the first level of the secret technique in just nine days. Today I'm finally meeting him."

Cheng Sheng shook his head and said, "The sect leader hasn't returned yet, so I'm not considered a core disciple yet."

It's only a matter of time.

Nalong waved his hand dismissively, then cut to the chase. "I heard you came to see me today to buy an elephant?"