noffsinger Chapter 236: Mineral Vein Dispute, Lao Zhao is Too Cunning!
Chapter 236: Mineral Vein Dispute, Lao Zhao is Too Cunning!
Moyuan City is just a small city at the junction of Daozhou and Ruzhou, and it is not even as big as Yuzhou City. However, because it is adjacent to the Qingniu Mountains, the number of cultivators is obviously more than one level higher than that of Yuzhou City.
It was just a small town with a radius of twenty miles, but once Zhao Mu spread his spiritual sense, he could take in the entire city. Although his spiritual sense did not carry any pressure, such a powerful spiritual sense still scared the low-level cultivators in Moyuan City.
Even the Lingyuan realm priest of the City Lord's Mansion was frightened out of his sanctuary.
For most cultivators, the range of their spiritual awareness is to a certain extent linked to their cultivation strength. Zhao Mu's spiritual awareness strength is even more terrifying than that of an average cultivator in the Lingyuan Realm. Naturally, the Lingyuan Realm worshipper mistook him for a cultivator in the Huaye Realm.
"Have you found Uncle Zhao?"
Seeing Zhao Mu open his eyes, Wu Yao immediately asked.
"There's no trace of Old Zhao in Moyuan City. Even Second Uncle, Third Uncle and the others are nowhere to be found."
Zhao Mu narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "It seems that something really happened!"
After learning from his mother where Lao Zhao and his family lived in Moyuan City, he rushed there with the rich young woman. However, when he entered the house, he found that it was empty and there were no signs of a fight.
In order to find Old Zhao as quickly as possible, Zhao Mu didn't care about anything else and just used his spiritual sense to search everywhere. Anyway, Old Man Qi was following him, so even if his behavior offended the people in Moyuan City, they wouldn't dare to say anything.
But the result surprised him. Not only was Old Zhao not in Moyuan City, but even his second uncle and the others were nowhere to be found.
What surprised him even more was that Lao Zhao and his team's business in Moyuan City was still running smoothly.
“It’s a bit strange…”
Zhao Mu pinched his chin and muttered something, then took the rich woman to Muyue Pavilion, which was one of the businesses of Old Zhao and his friends in Moyuan City. He wanted to start from here to see if he could find any clues.
"Zhao Zhenrong?"
The shopkeeper of Muyue Pavilion was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
"..."
Zhao Mu was speechless and couldn't help complaining in his heart, why did it take you so long to answer if you didn't know me, you must be kidding me.
slap~
The rich young woman placed a low-grade spirit stone on the counter. The fat shopkeeper's eyes, as big as beans, instantly widened, but he still didn't say anything. The rich young woman then placed a medium-grade spirit stone on the counter.
Seeing that the fat shopkeeper still had no reaction, the rich woman planned to directly bid for a high-grade spirit stone, but was stopped by Zhao Mu.
Not only did he put away the two spirit stones on the counter, he also took the rich woman and turned around and left. He had mastered the trick of playing hard to get. The fat shopkeeper's eyes had betrayed him long ago. When the low-grade spirit stones appeared, he was already tempted, but he was a little greedy and wanted more.
It is true that soul searching is faster, but when the fat shopkeeper mentioned Lao Zhao, he showed no hostility. It was obvious that there was no hatred between the two parties, and the disappearance of Lao Zhao and the others had nothing to do with the fat shopkeeper.
Soul searching will damage the soul. If it weren't for an enemy, it would be difficult for Zhao Mu to do it.
"Wait a moment, both of you!"
As expected, when Zhao Mu and Wu Yao were about to leave, the fat shopkeeper became anxious.
"What? Remembered?"
Zhao Mu's eyes were full of mockery.
"I'm sorry, both of you. I've been busy these past two days and haven't been able to respond for a while."
The fat shopkeeper gave a cheeky chuckle and said, "The three Zhao Zhenrong brothers have been selling off their shops and assets in Moyuan City since three days ago. They've even found someone to take over their house in the city. They say they're going to Dilong City, thousands of miles away, to develop their business."
"that's it?"
Zhao Mu smiled at the fat shopkeeper and put the low-grade spirit stone he had just put away in front of him again.
"Oh yes, I remember now. It's because the Weihu Gang failed in their direct fight for the mineral vein in Fuzhi Mountain, so they wanted to use other means to take it back from the three Zhao brothers..."
After hearing what the fat shopkeeper said, Zhao Mu understood instantly.
Moyuan City is different from Yuzhou City. Because there are more immortal cultivators here, the status of mortals here is lower, and they have more constraints in doing things. Lao Zhao and others who have lived in Yuzhou City for the first half of their lives are completely unable to realize this.
The three brothers were good at doing business, but unfortunately, they expanded too quickly and attracted the attention of others. In addition, after investigation, they found that Lao Zhao and his brothers were not some newcomers and had no background at all. Naturally, some people set their sights on their business.
The mineral vein in Fuzhi Mountain was probably the fuse.
However, Lao Zhao's sense of smell was as sharp as ever, and his actions were as cunning as ever. He sold all his assets without any regrets as soon as he noticed something was wrong.
No wonder they were not seen in Moyuan City. It was likely that they had already run away before they arrived.
"You two, that..."
"Spiritual stone?"
Seeing that the fat shopkeeper seemed to be hesitant to speak, Zhao Mu asked back.
"Uh...yes."
"Isn't that what you have in your hand?"
"..."
What I want is a mid-grade spirit stone, are you kidding me?
However, the fat shopkeeper only dared to say this in his heart. On the surface, he chose to greet with a smile, nodding repeatedly and saying: "Yes, yes, I was confused."
Although the fat shopkeeper felt heartbroken, he could only smile and see Zhao Mu and Wu Yao off.
There was no way. How could a small shopkeeper like him mess with someone who could casually take out a mid-grade spirit stone?
Ever since he entered this industry, he has kept one principle in mind: greed is a disaster!
There is nothing wrong with being greedy, but don’t overdo it.
"Zhao Mu, where are we going now? Should we continue looking for Uncle Zhao and the others?"
As soon as she left Muyue Pavilion, Wu Yao turned to look at Zhao Mu and asked.
"No, just go back to my mother's place!"
Zhao Mu smiled slightly and said, "Old Zhao loves mother the most. How could he possibly leave her behind?"
After leaving Moyuan City, the two headed west.
In the evening, Zhao Mu and the rich woman returned to the small courtyard at the foot of Fuzhi Mountain.
As Zhao Mu expected, Old Zhao would never leave his wife alone and run away. When they came back, Old Zhao was playing chess with Senior Sister Daigua, while his mother Yin Qiuyue was sitting beside them, pouring tea for her husband and daughter-in-law.
When I approached quietly, I could see that Old Zhao seemed to have been killed badly by Senior Sister Dagua. His thick eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a straight line. I was trying to hold back my laughter, as if I found it very funny.
"Mu'er is back!"
When Zhao Zhenrong saw Zhao Mu, he immediately put the chess piece he was holding back into the chess pot and said with a wry smile, "Girl, how about we play again another day?"
"I...."
Yan Bingqing was about to say, "I'll win soon," but Zhao Mu gave her a look and she immediately changed her words, "Oh, okay!"
"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!"
Old Zhao stepped forward and patted his son on the shoulder, saying exactly the same words as his wife. This made Zhao Mu couldn't help but sigh: They are indeed worthy of being a couple for more than 20 years, even their way of speaking is copied from the same mold.
On the other side, Wu Yao took the opportunity to step forward and took Yan Bingqing's hand, and whispered in her ear: "Sister, how can you beat Uncle Zhao? You have to let him win, and he has to win happily. Elders need to be coaxed."
"Is that so?"
Yan Bingqing seemed to understand but not quite.