God Realm, Northern Domain.

Squeak.

The old wooden door was slowly pushed open, and three figures walked into the tavern one by one, and chose the most side position to sit down.

One is a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, one is a boy in plain clothes carrying a sword cover, and the other is a man with a black hood that cannot see his face clearly.

The combination of these three people surprised everyone in the tavern and couldn't help but take a few more glances. After the young man with a sword snare carrying a cold look, no one dared to look up again.

The intuition of these outlaws told them that this young man was definitely not easy to mess with.

After the three of them sat down, they ordered some food casually. The girl looked around and sniffed her nose. The cute brows frowned slightly.

"Brother Zimu, why do we come to this tavern? It's all about wine, it's so uncomfortable..."

The boy with a sword snare on his back touched her head and said gently: "Xiao An, bear with it. This is an indispensable part of the intelligence center I chose for Shangxiehui. After the matter is done, we will leave."

An Qianxin blinked, resisted the discomfort, and nodded obediently.

"Zi Mu, you have already traveled to most of the Northern Region these days... Is this Shangxie Society really worth the effort of such a peerless genius like you?" The hooded man next to him asked in confusion.

Lin Zimu glanced at him and corrected: "It's not 'this evil association', it's 'our evil association'. Don't forget that you are also an anatomist now and one of us. When you find the president to make a vow, you will officially join."

"As for whether what you said is worth it..." Lin Zimu's eyes fell on the sky outside the window, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "When you meet the president, you will naturally understand."

The hooded man shrugged, and said oh, with a little expectation appearing in his eyes.

Who is the one who can make Lin Zimu, the master of the Heavenly Shu Star, so awe?

"Let's go and find the owner of this tavern and see what he has to do." Lin Zimu finished drinking the wine in the glass, stood up and walked quietly to the tavern with the man in the hood.

A few minutes later.

A fat middle-aged man fell to Lin Zimu and the others, snot and tears, and looked loyal and willing to die.

This fat man is no one else, but the owner of this tavern. Although this tavern is worth a few dollars, what Lin Zimu really cares about is the intelligence network behind the boss.

No one knew that the greasy boss of the run-in tavern was the deepest intelligence leader in the city.

"I don't believe you're talking nonsense, just eat this." Lin Zimu sat on the chair, took out a black pill from the storage ring expressionlessly and threw it to the boss.

"This, is this... Soul-Breaking Pill?" After all, the boss is a knowledgeable intelligence leader. After just sniffing, he guessed what this pill was, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Yes, this is the Tianxin Pavilion Secret Medicine Soul-Breaking Pill. Since you know its name, I won't introduce it." Lin Zimu said lightly, "If you perform well, I will send someone to give you an antidote every other month. Once it is cut off... you know what the consequences will be."

"Me, can I not eat?"

Lin Zimu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword sconce behind him suddenly opened. A long green jade sword hit the boss's eyebrows in an instant. The sinister sword intent pierced the skin, leaving a light red blood mark.

"Eat! I'll eat now!" The boss's face was pale. After a moment of entanglement, he raised his head and swallowed the soul-breaking pill into his belly, with an expression of indifference.

Lin Zimu put the long sword in his trap and stood up, "Someone will connect with you in the future, so don't play any tricks."

As he said that, he was about to leave the tavern. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, stopped and turned to look at the boss.

"By the way... Is there anything strange happening in the God Realm recently?"

"What's strange?" The boss was stunned and pondered. After a moment, his eyes lit up. "I just received a piece of information from the Southern Region this morning. It is said that someone broke into the Ziji Holy Land the day before yesterday, destroyed all the buildings, and fought with the Zihui God King, and escaped unscathed."

"Can you still escape when fighting against the Zihui God King? Could he be a god king?" The hooded man was a little surprised when he heard the news.

"No." The boss shook his head repeatedly and said sneakily, "It is said that one of them is from the barbarians."

"Barish?" The hooded man glanced at Lin Zimu. He knew that the Shangxiehui Society was an organization that originated from the barbarians.

Lin Zimu's body shook slightly, and his eyes shining like stars. "What does that person look like? What is his ability?"

"I don't know this, but the witness only saw a bright blue light breaking through the sky, but... the man seemed to have the ability to do with architecture. Before he left, he left a large and strange building in the Purple Holy Land."

Building-related?!

Lin Zimu's eyes suddenly became hot. He remembered that Ji Qianming seemed to have relevant abilities...

“What building?”

"That's a gesture, probably like this..." The boss stretched out his hand very seriously and compared Lin Zimu with a middle finger.

Lin Zimu:...

Well, that guy is definitely the president.

As a person who has been on Earth for a long time, Lin Zimu certainly understands the meaning of this international friendly gesture. He can break into the Ziji Holy Land, fight with the Zihui God King, and leave a giant middle finger madman, with only one person in these two worlds.

Ji Qianming.

After a long silence, Lin Zimu continued to ask: "Will something big happen to the Southern Region these days?"

"event?"

"It's just that kind of large-scale event that... is very lively and important, and no one dares to make trouble." Lin Zimu organized the language seriously and said.

The boss thought for a while, "The only one in Yulan's event should be."

"Yulan Festival...that's right. It turns out that the president's goal is this..." Lin Zimu's lips raised slightly, "I understand."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the tavern.

"Where are you going?" The hooded man asked in confusion when he saw Lin Zimu in such a hurry.

"Go to the Southern Region and attend the Yulan Festival."

"Southern Region? So far away?! Why are you going to participate in that? You are a half-step god king, so you don't want to compete for the first place with young people, right?" The hooded man was a little confused.

Lin Zimu picked up An Qianxin from the door of the tavern and smiled slightly, "I'm not going to compete for the first place... I'm going to help the president make trouble."

An Qianxin's eyes lit up, "Brother Qianming is here?!"

"Come on, let's go find him now."

"Okay, okay! I haven't seen Brother Qianming for a long time!" An Qianxin's eyes smiled into crescent moon.

The hooded man scratched his head, then asked in shock: "Wait, you don't want to say that the one who entered the Purple Holy Land is our president, right?!"
Chapter completed!