Martial Master

Magic Cultivation Tower?

Qin Chen's expression changed immediately. Being taken to such a place could never be good.

He promptly asked the chubby Martial Emperor in a cold voice, "Where is this Magic Cultivation Tower located?"

"Young Master Chen, I know where the Magic Cultivation Tower is," Xia Wurou said tremblingly, obviously aware of the situation Zheng Ruohan might be facing.

Qin Chen couldn't spare any words and, grabbing Xia Wurou, vanished from the Slave Hall in an instant.

"We're going too!"

Fu Qiankun took Xia Wushang and others, and with a swoosh, they stepped out, instantly disappearing from the Slave Hall. Their speed was so fast that many didn't even see how they left, only that their figures blurred and vanished.

"What incredible speed," the Chief Martial God gasped, looking at the direction Qin Chen and the others left, his face grave.

"Chief, these guys attacked our people earlier. Why did you let them leave? If we notify the organization, I doubt these guys can leave alive..." The chubby Martial Emperor asked the Chief Martial God with some confusion.

The Chief Martial God gave him a cold glance, "Among that group, there should be a slave you sent out before, right?"

The chubby Martial Emperor was taken aback and then nodded, "Yes, she was a slave we sent to the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce three months ago."

"Do you know why that woman appeared with these people?"

"Chief, do you mean their backer is someone from the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce?"

The chubby Martial Emperor gasped, realizing the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce had a decent relationship with their organization, which explained why the Chief allowed those people to leave.

"Idiot, that group killed the daughter of the Vice President of the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce, Xiong Ying, and also killed two Martial Gods, including Tu Li Martial God, in one move, all for the slave you sent. Vice President Xiong Mu of the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce didn't even have the courage to seek revenge for his daughter and directly ran away in fear."

What?

The chubby Martial Emperor was completely stunned, his body trembling, not expecting such a situation.

The Chief Martial God sneered, "Now do you understand why I let them leave? We're not afraid of them, but is it worth offending such a powerful enemy over a few insignificant slaves? If we had forcibly kept them, I guarantee they would have immediately attacked us. Even if the organization avenged us later, what benefit would we gain?"

"Wise, sir." The chubby Martial Emperor's legs felt weak, realizing he had narrowly escaped death.

"Don't worry, given President Lu Sha's temperament from the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce, this group has disgraced them, and they won't let it go. We just need to watch the show."

The Chief Martial God suddenly smiled sinisterly, "Let's go. The origins of the Magic Cultivation Tower are also very mysterious, having appeared in Sky Thunder City for nearly a century. It's said to have a deep background. Why not take a look? One is a powerful dragon crossing the river, and the other is a tiger entrenched in its lair. Let's see which side is stronger."

With that, he coldly laughed and disappeared in a flash, chasing after Qin Chen.

The chubby Martial Emperor and others hurriedly packed up and rushed to the Magic Cultivation Tower's location.

In Sky Thunder City, Qin Chen was filled with shock and anger, swiftly heading to the Magic Cultivation Tower under Xia Wurou's direction.

Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce.

"Slap!"

A heavy slap resounded, and the previously frightened Vice President Xiong Mu was slapped hard by a middle-aged man in a dark purple robe.

The man exuded a majestic aura, his entire being emitting a chilling killing intent, glaring coldly at Vice President Xiong Mu with hawk-like eyes. The previously intimidating Vice President Xiong Mu stood quietly like a quail in front of this man, not daring to move, his face flushed.

Beside Vice President Xiong Mu stood several others respectfully, each exuding a fierce aura, their cultivation at the peak of the middle stage, their presence extraordinary.