Chapter 745: Concentrate on Making Profits


    Trantor: Law Editor: Hitesh


    The western side of Liang Zhu City, in a middle of a turbid, rapidly flowing river, a stone ind was shrouded in dense watery mist. The small ind was over twenty miles long, and the widest area had reached seven to eight miles. Based on the geographic feature of the ind, a weirdly-shaped castle was built on it. Over ten towers with pointed tops stood in the castle that looked like finger bones of corpses, pointing directly at the sky.


    East, south, north and west, a military camp was built in each direction around the castle. In the middle of each military camp was a nine-hundred-meter tall divine tower, with a blood-red erectly eye slowly rotating above it. The eye was releasing waves of ripples, scanning across the ground and monitoring the entire area.


    In the middle section of a tower in the castle, Di Lung sat in a small cell with a deathly pale face in a daze. He was looking at a flying bird beyond the river surface, through the fist-sized ventted window.


    Puff! A red ripple shed across the air when the bird was still around a mile away from the tall fence wall of the castle. The strong electric bolts released from the red ripple struck the bird into a wisp of smoke, only leaving a few broken feathers rolling in the air and being blown far away by the wind.


    Di Lung quivered slightly. From this poor bird, he seemed to see his own tragic fate.


    "I’m so stupid...I shouldn’t havee back." murmured Di Lung, "Why did Ie back to Liang Zhu? Bloody Dishi Cha, he pushed all me on us. Back then, why didn’t I strangle him to death when he was born?"


    Pasted on Di Lung’s forehead was a foot-long, extremely thin and nearly transparent magic talisman, that was made from the softest leather that came from flood-dragons’ abdomens, and was crafted with a special method. Especially thin beaks of ck light spurted out from the talisman, covering Di Lung’s face just like arge spider.


    Di Lung’s spirit magic eye was sealed, which disabled him from casting any magic or activating his power. Yu n nobles had always been living a high-quality life, which made their bodies fragile and vulnerable. In this heavily guarded prison, Di Lung didn’t have even a slight chance of escaping.


    As an elder of Di Family, Di Lung was given special treatment. Even though he was now a prisoner, the strict hierarchy of the non-humankind still worked on him. Di Lung could have a single cell in this tower, with ‘fresh air’ and a ‘good view’. This single cell could contain nothing more than a single bed, but at least from normal standards, this was indeed a special treatment.


    Under this castle was an enormous underground prison withplicated structures. Tens of thousands of Di Family people were kept in that ce, without being able to see the daylight. All Di Lung’s direct descendants were kept in prison too.


    "How much time do I have left?" Di Lung gnashed his teeth and counted with his fingers, "ording to the tradition of our Yu n, since we have taken all the mes, we need to be killed and silenced as soon as possible to kill all possibilities of any change."


    "That means, we don’t have much time left. They will choose a good date to execute all of us...Of course, in order to drain thest bit of value of us, which is also one of those good traditions of our kind — To drain thest little bit of value to us that is not even worth mentioning, I assume we will be used as blood offerings!"


    "I, Di Lung, an elder of Di Family, a descendant of the great Emperor Dishi Luotian, as a possessor of the noble bloodline of Emperor Dishi Luotian, I have actually fallen to this point! Be used as a blood offering! Blood offering, damn it! I will be used as a blood offering, just like those lowly ves and animals!"


    Di Lung’s face even turned purple because of the anger. He hysterically clenched his fist and fiercely smashed on the wall.


    "Ah! My hand!" A dim stream of light shed across the stone wall. Next, arge area of Di Lung’s skin was scratched off, making him hold his fist with the other hand and squat on the ground while tears gushed out from his eye sockets without his control.


    There was a tiny window on the wooden door of this cell, through which, a silhouette suddenly showed up outside and looked into the cell.


    Di Lung loosened his clenched fist, slightly coughed and stood up. He dragged his long crumpled robe and tried quite hard to make himself look like an elder of arge family. "What do you want?" Looking at the man outside the door, Di Lung asked in a cold voice.


    "Elder Di Lung?" An oily voice came in.


    Di Lung’s look slightly changed. He hurriedly took two steps forward and put his eyes near the tiny window on the door, looked outside. The man standing outside in the narrow corridor was a Yu n young man with a luxurious outfit.


    Through generations of bloodline majorization, many of Yu n people were beautiful and handsome, with tall and slim bodies. However, the Yu n young man standing outside the door of Di Lung’s cell was around a foot shorter than the other Yu n young men. Besides, he was in a bigger size than the others, and even his face looked slightly fat. Among Yu n nobles, who regarded appearances as rather important, this young man would certainly be isted and despised.


    Di Lung knew this guy. This Yu n young man came from a low-grade small noble family, and wasn’t too powerful at all. Their family members were mostly working forrge noble families as officers or as business managers in territories of powerfulndlords. They would also do some other assistant works for a living.


    To top-graderge and powerful families like Di Family, the family of this Yu n young man was just like every other insignificant thing, that could be wiped out with a single word. If Di Lung didn’t misremember it, this Yu n young man once proposed to a distant descendant of his. That distant descendant was a daughter of a great-grandson of his, who was not valued by Di Lung, and the girl was mothered by a lowly maid.


    Because of her family background and bloodline, this girl was no different from maids and servants among all Di Lung’s descendants. But still, Di Lung rejected the proposal of the Yu n young man without any hesitation, and had used the power of his family toy some suppression, which was not great, or easy, to the young man’s family.


    "It’s you...Your name..." Di Lung remembered this ‘ugly’ face, but he didn’t remember his name.


    "Gru." The Yu n young man smiled in an oily way and said, "I, lowly Gru,e to show my respect to you, dear Lord Di Lung. Ah, how’s the condition of this cell? This crappy cell indeed suits you." chuckling, Gru took a nce at the guard, who was at the other end of the corridor, then lowered his voice and continued, "Dear Elder, do you remember Di Wu, your favorite granddaughter? What a noble youngdy, what a beautiful girl. I, came to take her away."


    Di Lung’s face twitched suddenly.


    Di Wu was the youngest daughter of Di Lung’s favorite son. Her mother possessed a noble bloodline from Yemo Family of the Dark Sun. Therefore, Di Wu had the noblest bloodline among all Di Lung’s descendants, because of which, she surely earned the most concern and love from Di Lung.


    "We, twelve poor guys who have been admiring Miss Di Wu, we pooled a sum of money." said Gru while showing a nasty smile and provokingly looking at Di Lung’s twisted face, "It’s a considerable sum of money. Therefore, the manager of this ce has decided that Miss Di Wu died because of a serious disease, as she couldn’t adapt the extreme condition of this prison."


    "We will treat Miss Di Wu well." Gru even trembled in excitement. He looked at Di Lung and growled deeply word by word with a creepy voice, as if he was casting the evilest curse.


    "Believe us, we will love her so much, and we will even take turns to love her!"


    Di Lung’s face turned even paler, but he couldn’t say anything.