Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 391: Secret Coorporations (Part 1)

Chapter 391: Secret Coorporations (Part 1)

The newly recruited subordinates lacked loyalty, and this mutated creature didn’t know how to buy their loyalty, so when trouble came, their first instinct was to save themselves first.

With all its subordinates gone, the mutated creatures in the rocky reefs were still oblivious.

It Just happily counting its loot.

At that moment, a powerful pressure suddenly descended from above.

This mutated creature was immediately overwhelmed and crushed to the ground, its head buzzing and completely forgetting where it was.

A mutated creature in a small lake wasn’t the king of the lake, and its strength wasn’t anything impressive.

Amalia could easily kill dozens of these mutated creatures at once.

Unfortunately for it, it happened to encounter them while counting its treasures.

The last time human spiritual cultivators didn’t find the treasury, they suspected it was hidden by its subordinates, so they combed through the lake bottom.

This mutated creature was very clever; it buried the looted items in a hidden place and then found another place to hide itself.

After the human cultivator left, it dug up the treasures and brought them back to its territory.

And this scene happened to be witnessed by the mutated fish.

As if fate had its own plans, what wasn’t meant for it, wouldn’t be.

"Huh?"

After dealing with the mutated creature, Amalia suddenly noticed a box when she collected the spoils.

"What’s wrong?"

Kenny Lin heard her voice and turned around to see her holding a square-shaped small box.

"I’ve seen this kind of small box before in the treasury of the Purple Eelavarices King after we kill it."

Amalia said as she took out the small box.

When the two boxes were placed together, they had no patterns on them, it was just a very ordinary-looking box, but they were had the same size and material.

Amalia had originally planned to clean up all the spoils after she returned, but unexpectedly they made a discovery.

The craftsmanship of the square box was very rough, as if it was haphazardly chiseled to hold something, without any aesthetic sense, yet it was tightly sealed.

Amalia was about to open one of them to see what was inside when Kenny Lin held her hand.

"What’s wrong?"

Kenny Lin frowned, "I have a bad feeling about this. If that guy Yauma Loera were here, it would be a good opportunity for him to experience it."

Amalia didn’t hesitate, "Then let’s leave it for now. Anyway, the items are in our hands now, and we can look at them anytime in the future."

The intuition of the strong sometimes never errs because the stronger they are, the closer they are to the essence of the world.

Amalia decided not to look because she believed in Kenny Lin’s intuition.

Just as she was about to solemnly put away the two square boxes, she suddenly noticed Wealth’s expression that had been turned into a mix of dread and desire.

"What’s with that expression?"

Amalia asked, poking its head with her finger when it didn’t respond.

Wealth immediately snapped out of it, staring suspiciously at the small box, unable to explain why.

Seeing it unable to articulate a reason, Amalia didn’t press further.

The contents of these two small boxes were even more mysterious than she had imagined, so she decisively put them away.

The two of them, along with the spirit beast, didn’t linger with her anymore and began to swim upstream.

Worried that there might be someone above, they deliberately chose places with water plants for cover and emerged from the water.

Having spent so much time underwater, their eyes almost felt numb, and even the faint sunlight was dazzling, forcing them to squint until they getting adapted to the sur.

Thinking she could smell the long-lost fresh air, Amalia hadn’t even caught her breath when Kenny Lin covered her mouth.

"Don’t breathe. The air here is toxic."

"Toxic air?" Amalia was puzzled.

"It seems we’ve entered deeper into the central disaster zone, and the owner of this area should be another land-type mutant creature. This poison gas maybe it’s doing," Kenny Lin quickly explained the truth he had insight into.

Amalia pulled her hand away and activated the defensive formation to isolate the toxic air, and enveloped both of them.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

A small voice came faintly from the sea grass that was blocking their left side.

"Help us to find that person. After the task is completed, we can provide you with a batch of finished spiritual artifacts."

"Why should we trust you?"

"Just because we have a common enemy, and the current situation probably doesn’t leave you with much choice too, right?

The Astrala Demoniaco Sect is divided into two factions. If the Dark Enclave faction takes control of the Astrala Demoniaco Sect, will there be any room left for you to survive?

With the finished spiritual artifact we provide, you can increase your chances by at least thirty percent.

Don’t underestimate this thirty percent. Without this batch of finished spiritual artifacts, it’s impossible to split the odds evenly with the Dark Enclave faction. With this thirty percent chance, you’ll have at least a seventy percent chance."

"It seems you’ve come prepared."

"Since we’re negotiating, we can’t do without bargaining chips. We don’t have much time. It’s either yes or no."

"Alright, for the person you’re looking for, Bernando Houssay, we happen to have information about him."

Amalia and Kenny Lin didn’t expect to overhear the conversation between the Yoder family and the Astral Demoniaco Sect here.

As for the Yoder family’s searching for Bernando Houssay’s whereabouts, they weren’t surprised.

Fernando Yoder was an extremely talented person in the past and Raithwall Yoder had always been wary of him.

Even though he was not as formidable as he once was and a decade had passed, but that deep-seated wariness in his heart couldn’t be easily dispelled.

Before coming to the disaster zone, Amalia had a premonition that the Yoder family must have sent someone to stop Florentino Yoder from finding Bernando Houssay.

The information provided by the Astral Demoniaco Sect was precisely about that Violent Obsidian Lindwyrm.

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