Chapter 599: Chapter 599 Going Back to Danu_1
A mont later, the door opened, and gan Hall walked out wearing a nightgown.
The silk nightgown, with a low V-neck, was dazzlingly white.
She glanced at the hallway, then whispered in a low voice, “Let’s go to your room. My colleague will be back soon.”
Greg Jensen looked at the headlights, his heart itching with desire, no longer caring for anything else, he directly pushed her into the room.
The two were already familiar with each other, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.
gan Hall soon forgot about her colleague who was about to return, completely imrsed in the sweet and affectionate atmosphere.
After an unknown period, there suddenly ca a knocking at the door, “lody, I forgot my room card, can you open the door for ?”
Both of them stiffened in their actions.
“Mr. Wolfe, quick…”
Greg nodded, silently wrapping up their unfinished business.
After a long while, the two, now tidied up, opened the door.
The female colleague, seeing a man in the room, imdiately realized what was going on and her face flushed red.
gan Hall, not at all embarrassed, introduced confidently, “Let introduce him. This is my boyfriend, Barry Wolfe.”
“Ah, hello.”
“Hello.”
Greg greeted her and then followed gan outside, chatted a few words, and then went back to his room to have a good sleep.
“Old Yellow, I was wrong. I wasn’t fair in this matter. Forgive just this once, and I’ll be like an ox or horse for you in the future.”
“Heh, no need.”
“Old Yellow, if you fucking dare to touch , Healington will never let you go.”
“Who would care about the life or death of an outer sect elder like you? Besides, with such a character as yours, and so many Spiritual dicines, would you be willing to share them?”
“You…”
“Brother, don’t bla . If anyone’s to bla, it’s only yourself for being too greedy!”
Listening to the wretched screams inside, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but frown. For the sake of cultivation resources, even friends could heartlessly kill each other.
The martial world was perilous, indeed!
He hesitated for a mont, not entering rashly, but waited for complete silence inside before he cautiously walked in.
After entering the Bronze Gate, he heard a rustling sound up ahead, as if soone was arranging sothing.
Greg Jensen stopped behind a stalactite, peered out, and saw the dwarf he had seen before holding several small items, planting them around a Spiritual dicine, muttering sothing to himself.
After resting for a while, he had lunch with gan Hall and her colleague, then Greg rented a car and headed to Red River County.
From Danu provincial city to Red River County took about four hours. The driver was a chatty person. He tried to start a conversation a few tis, but seeing that Greg wasn’t interested, he stopped talking.
As the sky darkened, the car stopped at the sa small inn he had stayed at last ti.
Greg paid the car fare, went in to get a room, and slept overnight at the inn, departing early the next morning to head into the mountains.
The winter in Danu was very warm, with bright wildflowers blooming on the roadside, mixed with bursts of flower fragrance and the scent of the earth, refreshingly pleasing to the senses.
Having been there once, Greg was very familiar with the mountain roads, and since there was no one else in the woods, he employed the Wind Control Skill, thereby greatly increasing his speed.
Just as he was nearing the cave, Greg suddenly heard voices ahead. He instinctively stopped and listened carefully.
“Brother Zhou, trust , there’s definitely a mystical cave inside. I’ve been in there before, and it’s full of Spiritual dicine.”
“Bullshit, if there were really that many Spiritual dicine, you would’ve taken them all yourself long ago. Why the hell would you need ?”
“Tsk, those Spiritual dicines are sealed by a Formation. You think I wouldn’t take them if I could?”
“Haha, if you put it that way, I might believe you sowhat.”
“Co on, let’s hurry up.”
Greg’s heart tightened. Were they talking about that sa mystical cave?
His expression suddenly beca solemn, and he inwardly cursed Johnie Milton for being unreliable, not knowing that others had found the cave.
Greg hesitated for a mont, then decided to follow them quietly to see what was going on. If these two could really break the seal, it would save him the trouble.
From the way the two n spoke, they seed to be Cultivators too, but to prevent being discovered by them, Greg simply released the Sword of Coagulated Frost and flew up into the air.
After flying a little further, he finally saw two n dressed in black sportswear.
One tall and one short, the shorter one was leaner and seed more agile, moving through the mountain terrain with ease like a monkey.
The taller one was big and burly, with a dark luster to his skin, looking like he teook the route of physical cultivation.
Both n carried a backpack, with the shorter one having a Short Sword at his waist, while the fatter one had a long knife hanging.
Looking at their Cultivation Techniques, they seed more like Martial Artists than Cultivators, and even if they were Cultivators, their realms were probably not that high.
Greg Jensen let down his guard and followed quietly behind.
It didn’t take long before the two of them indeed arrived in front of the cave.
The dwarf muttered in confusion, “How did you find such a hidden place?”
The fat man laughed loudly, “I heard it from the villagers, saying that there is an ancient tomb here. I originally wanted to see if I could find one or two magic artifacts.
I didn’t expect that after entering, I discovered it’s actually a dicinal garden, but it’s all sealed by formations. I don’t know what’s inside at the very end.”
Seeing the twinkling in the dwarf’s eyes, he chuckled, “If we can break the seal, won’t we be rich?”
“Definitely.”
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s hurry in.”
Having said that, the two ducked their heads and entered the cave.
There were no other exits in the cave, so Greg Jensen wasn’t worried about anyone escaping. Therefore, he deliberately waited in the air for a while before landing at the entrance.
Greg Jensen had been following all the way, feeling that sothing was not right until he overheard the two’s recent conversation. That’s when he finally realized sothing.
With such low levels of cultivation, even if they had studied sothing like formations, they couldn’t possibly break the seals.
Why was the fat man so certain that the dwarf could break the seals?
Unable to figure it out, Greg Jensen simply didn’t bother anymore and stepped into the cave.
He ca in front of the Bronze Gate and noticed that the door was already open. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly heard a wretched scream from inside.
Suddenly, the fat man’s voice rang out in terror, “Yellow Six, I fucking curse your grandmother. I brought you here with good intentions to make us wealthy, and you fucking want to hog it all for yourself?”
Yellow Six sneered, “Mad Horse, stop pretending at this point.
The Fragrant Crisp Cake developed by your Healington takes effect after three hours, causing True Qi in the entire body to beco sluggish.
At our eting, you patted my shoulder and sprinkled the poison on it, hoping I would inhale the Fragrant Crisp Cake.
According to the timing, by the ti I’d have broken the seal, the poison would take effect, allowing you to swallow all the Spiritual dicine for yourself.
How about that? Am I right?”
“You… how did you…”
“How did I know?”
Yellow Six sneered, “Healington has so many people, leaking a little news isn’t anything odd, is it?
You ca to for a partnership, so of course, I had to thoroughly investigate, right?”
Listening to the gibberish, it sounded like he was calculating weight?
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