Eternal life begins with saving my clan

At the center of the bustling street of Dongping City, a renovated five-story building stood proudly.

Dozens of people came in and out of the building. Written on the forefront of the five-story building was a name that had sent a ripple throughout the city: Celestial Heavenly Store.

The Celestial Heavenly Store had been recruiting many people, making everyone wonder where they got the funds to sponsor such a large expenditure.

It was only after a day that everyone realized how the Celestial Heavenly Store was able to recruit so many people.

What was the most important thing in such a chaotic time? Food.

The store provided food and elixirs for the people—food to satiate their hunger and elixirs to heal their injuries.

Therefore, it was only a matter of time before all the commoners were won over by the Celestial Heavenly Store.

Even though the Celestial Heavenly Store was recruiting people en masse and relieving their hunger and illness, everyone knew it was only a matter of time before those in the dark took everything from them.

It was the third day since the Celestial Heavenly Store had been providing food and elixirs for the people.

Standing by the window on the third floor, Zimo looked down at the busy street, watching how the common people walked back and forth. A slight sigh escaped from his mouth.

"Captain, the man is here," a young man entered the room and performed a military salute.

"Alright…" Zimo responded without looking back.

The young man did not wait for Zimo and left the room. Watching the young man's departing back, Zimo left the third floor to meet the old man.

On the second floor, an old man sat in a lavishly decorated room with slight apprehension on his face. His eyes wandered back and forth, taking in the room's extravagance.

'How could they spend so much money on such a lavish lifestyle?' he thought in shock.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Just as he was wondering how much the owner of this building spent on just an ordinary room, the door opened and a young man entered.

Looking at the young man, the old man quickly got to his feet and bowed. "Young Master…"

"Don't call me Young Master. Just call me Zimo." Zimo took his seat and said casually.

"Ah… Y-Yes, yes. Master Zimo," said the old man named Mo Bao.

Zimo looked at Mo Bao and asked him to sit down. "Many say you're the most experienced man who has journeyed through the Boiling Desert. Is it true?"

"Ah, yes… Yes. I've spent over 30 years moving through the Boiling Desert, and I know every nook and cranny of the desert." Mo Bao puffed out his chest, his voice laced with confidence.

"Good. I heard there are lots of mines in the desert. Do you know where they are?" Zimo asked calmly, staring directly at his face.

"Yes. The Boiling Desert is filled with various iron ores, but the most important part is the presence of Flaonium and Plathil," Mo Bao said calmly.

"Flaonium and Plathil?" Zimo squinted.

"Yes, they are special metals that no one knows how to use. But recently, the Necoris have been spotted mining the Flaonium."

"Good. Do you know where we can find these metals?" Zimo's countenance changed as he became more interested in these special metals.

"Of course, I know where we can find these metals." Mo Bao patted his chest confidently.

"You're a Martial Artist, right?"

Mo Bao nodded and looked at Zimo skeptically. Is he interested in my martial technique? Impossible! With his money, he could buy more powerful techniques on the market.

"What are you thinking?" Zimo shook his head and sighed. "If you think I'm interested in your lousy technique, you're mistaken. I will give you a powerful cultivation technique and martial art technique as long as you work for us."

When Mo Bao heard this, he squinted and stared at Zimo for a moment, but just as he prepared to speak, Zimo waved his hand and a thin book appeared in his palm.

"Take a look."

Mo Bao looked at the thin book, and his heart raced as he stretched out his hand to take it. After reading the first page, his jaw dropped, and his breathing became uneven.

"T-This… T-This…"

"That's a complete cultivation technique," Zimo said, taking the manual back from him.

Mo Bao could not believe his eyes when Zimo took the manual from his hand. He wanted to rush and take back the technique but controlled his impulse.

He took a deep breath and asked, "How long would I have to work for you before I can have access to the manual?" Continue your journey on empire

Since he set his eyes on such an extraordinary martial technique, he knew he wouldn't be at peace until he got the rare manual.

"Who knows? Maybe a month, maybe a few weeks. It all depends on your work and loyalty." Zimo did not give him a definite answer. "But what I do know is, if you can cultivate the manual, your limited lifespan would increase by a couple of decades."

Huh!

Mo Bao sucked in a cold breath, not doubting Zimo. "When should I start working?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

This was his chance, and he wouldn't miss it for anything.

"You start tomorrow."

With Mo Bao's departure, a rare smile appeared on Zimo's face as he reported his latest discovery to His Majesty.

He would have loved for Mo Bao to start exploring the Boiling Desert immediately, but he knew those in the dark would like to attack tonight.

Slowly, time passed by, and it was already nighttime. The previously bustling city was now quiet, and only a handful of places had lanterns lit up.

Under the veil of the night, a group of people appeared at the other end of the street, eyeing the five-story building in the distance with greed.

Whatever was inside the building must belong to them.

As the group walked through the quiet street, they saw another group appear at the other end of the street.

The two groups stared at each other for a couple of seconds without uttering a word. The two groups were the Bull Gang and the Untamed Gang.

A rising tension appeared between the two gangs, but they did not rush to battle. Looking at the five-story building, the two gang leaders decided to put their differences aside and set their target on the new store.

Under the quiet night, the two gangs arrived before the Celestial Heavenly Store, ready to break in.

Unbeknownst to the two gangs, two men stealthily followed their trail, and when they stopped before the Celestial Heavenly Store, they unsheathed their weapons.

Tonight, there would be a river of blood.