Wild Beast Chessboard!

  Nan Yue couldn't help but softly repeat it. The colorful blocks under her feet stretched to the horizon, and she couldn't see the edge.

  Occasionally, a gleam of light flashes by. Every single demon that enters the Wilderness Chessboard is filled with shock on their faces. The scene before them is unobstructed and vast, as if they are standing in an endless plain. Distant demons appear to be mere small black dots in their eyes.

  The strange colors of the squares under their feet reminded them that this was a place full of strangeness.

  Some of those who had still been skeptical about the Prison Break War witnessed the unrecognizable First Prison, and all their doubts immediately dissipated. They gaped in amazement, staring blankly at the endless chessboard that was beyond their imagination.

  Nan Yue shook off her shock and let out a long breath, filled with curiosity. What was so special about the adults' chessboard?

  She was just about to try it when a slightly cold voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

  "Excuse me, are you Nan Xue's classmate?"

  Nan Yue turned around and saw a slender and handsome young man standing with a smile, he slightly bowed: "I am Leng Xiao, from the Cold family of Western Mountain."

  "Xishan Leng's family?" Nan Yue was somewhat perplexed. The Teng family, Tian Nan, had a glorious past, but it had been declining for a long time. Nan Yue, who had been struggling to survive for a long time, wouldn't care about those aristocratic families.

  Leng Ling reacted extremely quickly, and with one glance at Nan Yue's expression on her face, he understood that the other party's background was definitely very ordinary. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. Yesterday, the message he sent to the clan had caused a high level of attention from the family, and for this reason, they didn't hesitate to use all their power to investigate the origins of this mysterious prison-breaking demon.

  Although the origin of the prison breaker is still a mystery, they have found some clues, such as Nan Yue.

  It ends here, originally there was nothing cold and desolate, the remaining things, he is not qualified enough. Who knew his luck was really good, as soon as he entered the Wilderness Chessboard, he coincidentally met Nan Yue.

  How could he miss such a good opportunity for someone as cunning and abnormal as Leng Ke?

  Unfortunately, it's not just him who has good luck, and there are those with the power to investigate Nan Yue's head, not just the Leng family.

  "But Miss Nan Yue?" A woman in white, spotless clothes appeared on the side, politely saluting Nan Yue: "I am Bai Ruo Lian."

  "Haha! You all are quite coincidental!" A burly giant, about three zhang tall, emerged from who-knows-where and bowed politely to Nan Xue: "Miss Nan Xue, my name is Cang Ze."

  Leng Ke and Bai Roulian's faces weren't looking too good, but as children of prominent families, they still had some reserve. Although their hearts were filled with vigilance, their faces quickly recovered with warm smiles, pretending to be good friends.

  Nan Yue wasn't stupid, and at a glance, she roughly understood the situation, and couldn't help but secretly feel distressed.

  Just then, a voice as melodious as heavenly music sounded beside Nan Yue's ear: "Nan Yue."

  Zuo Mo suddenly sensed Nan Yue's location and ran over. In name, Nan Yue was her follower, basically one of her own people. Towards her own people, Zuo Mo had always been very considerate. Moreover, from their interactions during this period, Zuo Mo felt that Nan Yue was not bad in terms of temperament and other aspects, and was also hardworking, worthy of cultivation.

  Nan Yueyi saw Zuo Mo and was like seeing a lifesaver: "Sir!"

  Suddenly, the eyes of the other three fell on Zuo Mo. Although they had all seen Zuo Mo's shadow in the records of the demonic arts, at such a close distance, they were still shocked by Zuo Mo's youth.

  "Older brother!"

  The three of them were unexpectedly united at this moment, paying their respects with utmost reverence. The respect on their faces was not just a matter of courtesy, but came from the bottom of their hearts. They had good family backgrounds and received the best education, their abilities surpassing those of many of their peers, but all of this could not be compared to the person standing before them, who was of the same age as them.

  In front of such a genius who can leave his mark in the history of the demon world, what capital do they have to be proud of?

  "Huh?" Zuo Mo was taken aback, these three unfamiliar guys called themselves masters?

  Has your brain gone bad?

  He looked at Nan Yue with suspicion and pointed at the three of them: "What's going on?"

  "I'm not very clear either." Nan Yue said with a pitiful expression.

  Zuo Mo turned his face: "Who can tell me what's going on?"

  As the leader of a group of skilled subordinates, he naturally formed an aura over time. Once he became serious, his tone left no room for doubt, causing the three people to feel a sudden chill in their hearts. The three were all astute individuals, and from just one short sentence, they could glean a lot of information.

  Even Leng Ke, who initially thought Zuo Mo came from an unknown small family, immediately overturned his guess.

  "Junior Bai Ruo Lian, I represent the White family and congratulate you on your successful prison break." Bai Ruo Lian was the first to speak, her tone respectful and her voice sweet and pleasant to listen to. "The White family has prepared some gifts for Senior, please accept them as a humble gesture."

  Leng Ke and Cang Ze felt suffocated, unexpectedly being preempted by this shrew. They suddenly felt as if they had swallowed a fly, unable to express their discomfort. However, the two men's reactions were not slow, and they quickly spoke up.

  "Lonely home..."

  "The Cang Ze Clan..."

  Zuo Mo listened for a moment, roughly understanding what was going on. He waved his hand to interrupt the two of them: "Alright, say it, what's going on? One at a time." After finishing speaking, he pointed at Bai Yaoyan: "You go first."

  Bai Ruo's heart was secretly pleased, but she didn't dare to be too proud of herself. She respectfully said: "The Bai family humbly requests that Your Excellency take up residence in the Chuan Ning Demon Arts Manor. The entire manor is eagerly awaiting your arrival! The Bai family is willing to pay Your Excellency six million every year and gift you a set of Xin Shen residences. All of Your Excellency's expenses will be fully covered by the Bai family. You may freely cultivate any demon arts in the Chuan Ning Demon Arts Manor."

  Nan Yue's jaw dropped, oh my god, 6 million per year! Even if she graduated from the Zi Lian Sect and found a job, her monthly income would not exceed 1,000. However, what was even more expensive was that set of Xin Shen Ju, which was more expensive than the Ming Shen Ju that the sect leader gave her this morning. A set of Xin Shen Ju on the market was worth at least 10 million.

  What a big handwriting! Nan Yue's expression was dull and stupid.

  Zuo Mo's heart bloomed with joy. Haha, so many crystal stones! Hmm, no, the demon realm shouldn't be using crystal stones, but Zuo Mo understood that this was definitely a high price. Just looking at Nan Yue's expression told him that.

  However, Zuo Mo was a shrewd and experienced person. When it came to haggling, he had an innate sharp intuition, plus his rich experience in actual combat. The three little brats in front of him were no different from three plump, sweet, tender lambs.

  Hoo hoo hoo...

  In his heart, the sound of sharpening knives rose and fell in waves, unrelenting, but on the surface he wore an expression of nonchalance, as if he were a detached and worldly person.

  He then pointed at Cang Ze and said: "You speak."

  "Sir, our clan is willing to offer you 8 million every year. Although the Heart of God is not with us, we are willing to provide you with three Golden Souls every year."

  Bai Ruo Lian's face suddenly turned extremely pale, she wasn't shocked by the amount of eight million that Cang Ze proposed, but rather, the Golden Soul!

  It's said that the Cang tribe has a golden tree, and now it seems that it's really true!

  His face was ashen, the last shred of hope in his heart shattered. Not to mention that he didn't get the authorization from within the clan, even if he did, he believed that the clan would never be able to offer a higher price than this.

  It's not just that Leng couldn't open up, but also the Bai family. When he saw Bai Rourou's pale face, Leng Ke originally felt suffocated to the extreme, but instead felt a lot more relieved in his heart.

  Although he didn't know what the Golden Soul was, his intuition told Zuo Mo that this must be an extremely rare and precious thing.

  "Golden Soul!" The Pú Yāo's voice was trembling with excitement: "I've finally got it!"

  Zuo Mo didn't respond, merely nodding at Cang Ze before immediately shifting his gaze towards Leng Qing.

  "Sir, we can't offer a higher price than what Brother Cangze is offering."

  This result was not unexpected, even Pu You was moved by it, that must be a good thing. He estimated that Leng Xiao couldn't offer a higher price, but to be on the safe side, he still asked.

  "Alright." Zuo Mo said to Cang Ze, "You come with me. Nan Yue, you too."

  Cang Ze was overjoyed and hastily followed him.

  Bai Ruo Lian's face turned pale and she disappeared without a trace. Han Feng also lost interest in playing chess with the wild beast, and returned to report this matter.

  The surroundings were empty, and Mo sat down with a plop on his left buttock. He then said to the two people: "Sit."

  Cang Ze sat down respectfully, while Nan Yue sat on the left side of Mo's body.

  Just a moment ago, Pu Yao hastily introduced Huang Jin Hun to Zuo Mo. Huang Jin Hun was born from the Golden Tree, extremely rare, and Pu Yao thought that the Golden Tree had already become extinct. Huang Jin Hun could rapidly expand one's divine sense, broaden their sea of consciousness, and its most precious aspect lay in its ability to strengthen one's divine soul, making it even more pure and refined.

  What the demon cultivates is divine consciousness, and the strength of divine consciousness determines its actual power. However, the strength of divine consciousness cannot make it pure and refined. A pure divine consciousness is more stable, and the sea of consciousness will also be more solid. On the other hand, an impure divine consciousness will become a hidden danger, and as it cultivates to a deeper level, its potential danger will become increasingly apparent.

  The Golden Soul is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought, and for the Godly Spirit who has suffered heavy injuries, the Golden Soul is the urgent healing holy medicine he needs at present!

  So when he heard the three words "Huang Jin Hun", he couldn't hold back anymore.

  What was left unspoken, however, was another issue - the only place where he could communicate with them was on the Desolate Beast Chessboard. Not to mention that he was currently trapped in the Ancient Battlefield, even if he were to leave the Ancient Battlefield, it would be impossible for him to reach the Demon Realm.

  The Golden Soul is like a Water Breath Pearl, capable of entering the Ten Finger Hell, this is what Zuo Mo values most.

  However, for now, I'm fine on my end, but he's unsure if Sōma will accept his terms. Something as valuable as the Golden Tongue won't be given away easily by the other side either.

  Then he repeated his own question.

  As expected, when he heard that Zuo Mo couldn't move to the Cloud Clans' settlement, Cang Ze's expression wasn't too good. To be honest, the price that Cang Ze had offered was already a top-notch one.

  Even if Zu Mo had rearranged the chessboard of the Desolate Beast, this was still the first prison.

  In other words, what Zuo is showing now is more of an astonishing potential rather than a strong real power. No matter how astonishing the potential is, it's still just potential before it becomes real power, and it's full of uncertainty and risk.

  Cang Ze sank into deep thought for a long time, and in his heart, he secretly cursed his bad luck.

  Damn it, such a great benefit has flown away, and I'm so sad that I don't even have time to cry!

  Just as Zuo Mo was suffering from a severe headache, Pu Yao finally couldn't help but speak up.