1708: C1708 Hiding

C1708 Hiding

The continuous infusion of power caused a chaotic ripple in the air, followed by a series of loud noises.

The small world inside his body was a completely different space from the real world outside.

It was just like how the Asura King had ascended and left the Asura World he had created.

Even if it was completely destroyed, it didn't matter.

Mu Chen landed next to the ground, condensing into the figure of a Bubble Dragon.

"The eyeball of a mad warrior is too exaggerated. How long will the power output last?"

"Is this the power of the eyeball itself, or is it to stimulate the power in your body? Don't let it weaken you and affect your next move."

Mu Chen was still full of energy. His strength was still filling every part of his body. He said with certainty.

"The eyeball has normal physiological functions, and it will naturally give birth to the power of a mad warrior."

"Unless I can use reason to control their functions, I don't know what the consequences will be."

Looking around.

This small world suffered an unprecedented bombardment, the shape of the ground completely changed.

This wouldn't make Mu Chen worry.

In any case, there was no life form that had been born, let alone a form of destruction.

Right at this moment.

Yun Wuya moved like lightning, pulling the eyeball on Mu Chen's arm up.

The pain made Mu Chen return to the real world. He had finally experienced the true power of a mad warrior.

"It's really hard to give such a useful item to the Purple Gold Auction House."

"Hehehe, your greed and desire aren't low either. Why don't you just give them an eyeball?"

"Wouldn't deceiving those experts to obtain the invitation bring about a fatal disaster? I only got a necklace from the Dragon Clan's Prophet. I still need to deal with the big trouble myself."

"This mission has been released many times, but no one has been able to complete it. Their detailed information is only limited to rumors in the Pugilistic World."

"They only got one eyeball, or the other one was destroyed in the battle"

After finding a perfect excuse, it was time for Mu Chen to set off.

He kept one eyeball in the metal block, so no one would notice it.

After cutting open the dimensional crack, Mu Chen quietly returned to the outer area of the Demon Dragon Villa.

Theoretically speaking, nothing could be hidden from the Prophet, but the number of times he could predict it was limited.

Predicting the divination would consume a lot of his own strength, and it could even affect the life of the Prophet.

Therefore, he was the only special existence in the entire dragon race who did not have any combat strength.

Mu Chen looked at the towering villa and manor, and no one noticed his sudden appearance here.

After that, he set off in the direction of Minglan City.

The brightly lit city was singing and dancing.

Countless martial artists and experts were coordinating with the advanced technology level, allowing the Celestial World to sit firmly at the number one position in the Six Paths Space.

When there was no auction activity, the Purple Gold Auction House was like a silent exhibition hall.

If one had nothing to do, they could stroll around the auction hall. Perhaps they would be able to see some valuable treasures.

Mu Chen walked in casually, as if he had scared the receptionist badly.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Mu Chen?"

"Were you on a mission to Sirius a few days ago?" the receptionist asked.

Mu Chen smiled and nodded.

The danger of Sirius Mountain mission was beyond imagination. Everyone in the auction house thought that Mu Chen should have died a violent death. They did not expect this guy to come back safe and sound in the middle of the night.

"It doesn't matter if the mission failed. As long as Mr. Mu Chen survives, it will be a good result."

"I have come to hand over the blessing of the fallen warriors. The mission has been completed smoothly."

"Is this true? I'll inform the person in charge immediately."

A few minutes later.

A gentle middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo and gold-rimmed glasses appeared in front of Mu Chen.

His name was Shadel, the head of the Violet Gold Auction House in Minlan City. He usually presided over all kinds of auctions.

He brought Mu Chen to the CEO's office on the top floor.

He personally arranged tea and desserts, as if to entertain the most distinguished guests.

"Mr. Mu Chen, can you bring out the mission item for me to take a look?"

"Sure."

There was a bloody eyeball in the transparent metal container. Mu Chen not only secretly hid the other eyeball, but also treated the wine made of gold as his spoils of war.

After getting permission, Shadel carefully covered the eyeball with his spiritual energy.

The power of the Berserker instantly made him dizzy and took a few steps back.

"This is an unquestionable treasure. I didn't expect that the task that many experts couldn't complete would be so easily solved by Mr. Mu Chen."

"Perhaps my luck is better. The eldest daughter of Wan Family, Wan Mingzhu, also provided assistance from more than twenty experts."

He didn't want to take all the credit for himself. That way, he would attract more attention.

The Wan Family was a wealthy and powerful family in Minglan City. It was best to use them as a shield.

Shadel handed over the money in one hand and the letter in the other. He put the invitation letter of the Shenwei Sect in Mu Chen's hands.

"There are still a few months left until the martial arts competition. I hope that Mr. Mu Chen's strength can rise to a higher level."

"The battlefield is filled with real battles, and luck will not be of much use."

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Xia."

Such a precious invitation letter fell into Mu Chen's hands by accident. This way, he could bring Gu Ruoxu along to fight the battle.0

Every mission of the Violet Gold Auction House would not appear on the bulletin board after it was completed.

The fallen Berserker's Blessing had been hanging on the bulletin board for a long period of time. About five or six years later, it suddenly disappeared and caused a discussion among the experts of Minglan City.

They had asked around in a roundabout way before they found out that such a strange guy like Mu Chen had appeared in the city.

His cultivation level was so weak that it was unbearable to look at, but he was able to complete such a dangerous mission.

If not for the fact that he had the title of the personal disciple of the Dragon Clan's Prophet, the people who were looking for trouble would definitely appear in an endless stream.

Mu Chen and Bubble Dragon built a simple wooden house in the woods on the outskirts of the city.

This place wasn't too far from the Demon Dragon Villa.

An environment with abundant spiritual energy was also very beneficial to his cultivation.

Mu Chen spent most of his time meditating and cultivating, studying the martial arts secret manuals that he had learned in his life.

In a battle with an expert, ordinary offensive moves were no longer very useful. Instead, they became burdens.

Mu Chen had to improve the contents of his studies, upgrade them, or learn new cultivation secret manuals.

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