Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 141 New Title "His Royal Highness Corpse"

"Deng deng deng-"

Wei Zheng, who was standing at the stairs, saw that Fu Jiu was coming, he didn't dare to neglect, and hurried downstairs.

"Boss, why are you here in person?"

This was the first time he saw Fu Jiu after the last battle. Although it was only a few days, Wei Zheng's attitude towards Fu Jiu had undergone a huge change, and he didn't dare to be as contemptuous and casual as before.

When he saw Fu Jiu half a month ago, he kept calling him "Brother Fu Jiu". Now, let's try calling him another one?
The tragic death of more than 200 monks is still vivid in Wei Zheng's memory. It's not like he hasn't killed people before, but Fu Jiu's method of killing people is too appalling. It took two days for the nightmare to come back.

"Well, I'm bored, so I decided to come out and take a look at the sales of the pills by the way."

Wei Zheng was a little disbelieving, but the expression on his face remained the same. There were some things that Fu Jiu didn't want to tell him, so he had to be a little self-aware.

The shopkeeper smiled and handed over a black leather notebook. Electronic equipment is not easy to use in this era, and paper and pens have once again become the carrier of civilization.

"Oh? It's selling pretty fast. I'll give you the second batch of pills in a while. There are a thousand pills, which should be enough to sell for a while."

Fu Jiu handed the notebook back to the shopkeeper. For some reason, both Wei Zheng and the shopkeeper felt that Fu Jiu seemed a little absent-minded.

Hey, this is the income of nearly ten thousand spirit stones. Be serious, okay?
They guessed right, Fu Jiu really didn't have this ambition, and he just came here on the way, the main reason was to come here to investigate the opening of the Dragon Palace secret realm.

According to the memory of his previous life, the Dragon Palace Secret Realm inside Qingshui City will open soon, and he is not sure about the exact time. At this time in his last life, he was still wandering outside Qingshui City, and he didn’t even see the Dragon Palace Secret Realm. It was only later that I heard about it.

In addition, the task of suppressing the underground forces in Qingshui City is only 70.00% completed, and there is still a way to go to 90.00%.

The most important thing is Yulongdao. As long as Yulongdao can be subdued, the mission completion rate will definitely reach more than 90.00%.

Also, in a few months, several big figures should arrive, and before that, Fu Jiu needs to gain enough power.

Thinking about it this way, he seems to be quite busy, so he can't be lazy anymore.

On the other side, a group of monks who were overly curious quietly looked at the situation here, and they also wanted to see this legendary corpse demon.

Seeing Wei Zheng's respectful attitude towards Fu Jiu, they were completely sure that this young monk was the "corpse demon" lord.

"No, why does the Corpse Demon look like a little boy?" A monk looked at Fu Jiu with a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you are strong, but your face is still so white, will you let us monks live?
"Hurry up and shut up!" The monk's companion hurriedly covered his mouth. You can't hurt someone face to face. The third-level monk can hear the subtle sounds within ten meters around him, and the words just now have probably been heard by the corpse demon. arrive.

It's over, it's over, I hope Lord Corpse Demon has a bigger stomach.

Fu Jiu glanced at this side thoughtfully, and several monks broke out in cold sweat for a moment, and they didn't dare to gasp until Fu Jiu turned his head with a smile.

A monk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with emotion: "Huh, this is Lord Corpse Demon? He is indeed a terrifying monk who killed hundreds of people with a wave of his hand. His aura almost made us collapse."

In fact, Fu Jiu's aura was not as strong as they felt. The reason why they broke out in cold sweat was mainly due to psychological effects.

However, ever since the massacre started, Fu Jiu had an inexplicable aura.

Just like a ghost head knife that has beheaded countless people, even if the dried blood on it is washed away, holding it in the hand will still make people feel chills all over.

Fu Jiu is such an existence now, even though the bloody smell on his body has been washed away, the special killing aura brought about by killing hundreds of people and thousands of monsters remains, and the timid will unconsciously treat him He was terrified.

Well, logically speaking, it should be like this, but why does the atmosphere in the field make people feel a little weird?

"Wow, so he is Lord Corpse Demon." Several female cultivators glanced at Fu Jiu from the corner of their eyes from time to time.

Indeed, compared with these rough guys, it is not too much to compare Fu Jiu to a prince who came out of a fairy tale.

A female cultivator said angrily: "I don't know who is so blind, Mr. Corpse Demon is so handsome, how can he be called "corpse demon"?"

"Sister is right, the name Corpse Demon is too ugly."

When the word "corpse demon" is mentioned, most monks who have never seen Fu Jiu will think of a shriveled and wretched image, or an image of a fierce and fierce man who can stare at people to death with just his eyes.

Who would have thought that the rumored "Corpse Demon" who killed people without blinking an eye was really just a white and clean young monk?
They have also heard about Fu Jiu's appearance, but most people don't take it seriously, thinking that it is the image that Zhanlongge beautified for him.

Fu Jiu is certainly not very good-looking, but it also depends on who the comparison is. If the target is these guys whose arms are thicker than ordinary people's calves, then I'm sorry, Fu Jiu said that there is no pressure to win against them.

Fu Jiu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the conversations of these female cultivators. This is probably the law of this world. The strong will be sought after no matter where they go. Become a fragrant bun.

"Sisters, be quiet." An energetic female nun said loudly.

"The title of Master Corpse Demon is too ugly, why don't you give him a new title."

All the female cultivators agreed one after another, chattering and discussing.

"I think it's pretty good." A male cultivator's tone was dissatisfied, and his voice was a little dry, but after being stared at by several female cultivators, he didn't dare to say anything more.

The male monks sighed one after another. The cultivation of female monks is more difficult than that of male monks. While improving their strength, they must always keep their bodies in shape. This also leads to the number of male monks far exceeding that of female monks.

There is no way, there are more monks and less meat, and those who are left are destined to find an ordinary person to spend their lives, or simply stay with their right hand as companions.

It's not without other reasons that Wei Zheng and Heilong are often entangled together. With their strength, ordinary women can't catch their eyes at all. Law enforcers are enough, but they also have to dare to flirt!
After intense discussions among several female cultivators, a new title worthy of Fu Jiu was born.

Its name is—His Royal Highness Corpse!

(End of this chapter)