Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Chapter 162 What a lousy pyramid scheme organization

Whose snake has legs?

Without a second thought, Wu Zhao threw the things in her hand back at Ye Linyan.

The dazed snake suddenly slapped against Ye Linyan's face, its tail instinctively wrapping around his head.

"Dark Green, get down!" Ye Linyan's face darkened instantly, as if he had been whipped.

He pulled the snake off his head and looked at Wu Zhao, saying, "Miss Wu, even if you don't like my pet, you don't need to get so worked up, do you?"

“You’re crazy.” Wu Zhao glanced at him.

How could anyone so blatantly raise a dragon!

This dead snake doesn't seem to have any profound abilities. Just who is Ye Linyan to make a snake grow horns so quickly?!

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao has another illegitimate son named Ye Linyan besides his biological son Gu Chen?

Damn, these chosen ones are really something to be jealous of!

Seemingly sensing the anger emanating from Wu Zhao, Lan Yao turned and glanced at him: "Mr. Ye, please keep your pet under control."

The dark green snake seemed to have recovered, and it had retreated back into Ye Linyan's hair.

Ye Linyan shrugged, looking quite innocent, and said, "It's because it likes Miss Wu that it got close to her. I'll be more careful about that in the future."

The car remained quiet for the rest of the journey until it left the Imperial City.

We drove into the deep mountains of the suburbs.

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to travel, so the car could not go very fast.

Looking out the car window at the dark forest, Lan Yao said with some unease, "Miss, there aren't any lights on the road, it's quite scary."

Fortunately, after two turns, streetlights gradually appeared on both sides of the road.

After passing through a long tunnel, a huge manor came into view.

"To be able to build something like this in this deep mountain forest... that's amazing..." Lan Yao couldn't help but exclaim softly.

Wu Zhao, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and glanced at them, then sneered, "It's just an illusion; there's nothing here."

"How interesting. This so-called Witch Saint Cult is really like a rat in the gutter, unable to stand the light of day."

As they drew closer to the manor, cars arriving for the auction began to gather.

The road is gradually becoming congested.

Lan Yao's expression turned serious after observing the license plates of several cars.

"There'll be more to surprise you in a bit, just remember not to show it." Wu Zhao heard her gasp. "It might really surprise you."

Seeing her so confident, Ye Linyan couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that Miss Wu has already guessed who she will meet at the auction?"

“No,” Wu Zhao shook his head. “I’ve just become accustomed to seeing people’s true colors.”

The longer you stay in one position, the greater your ambition will become...

They are also more afraid of death.

She had seen it all before.

From merchants and laborers to high-ranking officials and nobles, and finally to the supreme emperor who holds the power of life and death.

Who doesn't want to live a long life?

Attendants guiding vehicles were gradually appearing on the road ahead.

Watching them direct different vehicles to different destinations, Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow: "It seems that the people who come to participate in the auction are also divided into different levels."

Ye Linyan spoke up at the opportune moment: "Miss Wu, rest assured, ours is definitely of the highest grade."

"If not, what use are you?" Wu Zhao glanced at him, seemingly with some disdain.

Upon seeing Ye Linyan's license plate, their car was indeed led to a quiet underground parking lot.

After getting out of the car, Wu Zhao noticed that there weren't many cars parked in the parking lot, only five.

"It seems we have five distinguished guests today." Following the signs, Wu Zhao took the elevator and twirled the ring on his wrist. "I just wonder which five they are."

It's so well hidden, and they only let one car in at a time, only letting the next car in after the person has taken the elevator.

Finding out who the others are probably not easy.

Ye Linyan said, "If you want to know, I'll help you."

“No need. Once we’re inside, some people will come to me on their own.” A golden light flashed in Wu Zhao’s eyes.

The suppressed curse within her body began to stir again.

A smile appeared on her lips.

—Shen Jiaojiao, I knew you would show up, right?

……

They were placed in a dimly lit private room, and as soon as Wu Zhao entered, he smelled a very faint scent of blood.

The stench was mixed with a strong perfume scent.

She couldn't help but sneeze.

Lan Yao immediately came over: "What's wrong, Miss? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Linyan also asked, "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

“No.” Wu Zhao frowned. “The perfume in this room is too strong. I don’t like it.”

A hint of panic flickered in the eyes of the auction manager standing behind them. He then walked over to Ye Linyan and explained, "Mr. Ye, I'm very sorry. The cleaning staff broke a perfume bottle that was in the private room."

"How about I change your rooms right away?"

Wu Zhao waved his hand: "No need, this place is fine."

As she spoke, she casually found a single sofa in the private room and sat down.

The carpet was so thick that people could barely make a sound when they walked on it.

Ye Linyan remained silent for a moment before saying to the nervous manager, "It's okay, this is fine."

Under the dim lighting, the manager couldn't see anything wrong with Wu Zhao's expression. Relieved, he smiled and said, "Alright, the auction will begin soon. Please take a rest. I'll take my leave now."

After he finished speaking, he left and closed the door.

This time, Wu Zhao only brought Lan Yao with him, while Ye Linyan brought four bodyguards.

They were all made to wait outside the door.

Wu Zhao rubbed his feet on the carpet, making the smell of blood even stronger.

Ye Linyan noticed the change in her expression and asked, "What's wrong, Miss Wu?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Seeing Ye Linyan about to sit on the sofa next to him, Wu Zhao smiled and said, "I just wanted to tell Mr. Ye that someone was killed on the sofa you're about to sit on two hours ago."

The blood hadn't even dried yet.

Ye Linyan, who was about to sit down, froze. He twitched his lips and asked, "Miss Wu, is this a reminder or a warning?"

Wu Zhao lifted her foot, and in the dim light, Ye Linyan and Lan Yao both saw the thick, sticky blood slowly dripping from the sole of her shoe.

"Phoenix." Wu Zhao kicked off his shoes with a sinister air.

A small, fiery red bird appeared on her shoulder: "I am here, my lord."

"Burn away the filth," Wu Zhao said calmly.

Lan Yao quickly walked over and pushed a chair over.

Wu Zhao's legs were placed on the chair.

A golden-red flame flashed across the room, and the stench of blood sizzled and rose.

It was as if something else was burning as well.

Ye Linyan sensed the restlessness of the snake in his hair. He lingered on Phoenix for a moment before looking away.

Once the nauseating smell was gone, Wu Zhao took out her phone and sent a message to Gu Chen.

—I lost a pair of shoes before the auction even started!

Gu Chen seemed to have been waiting for her message, and replied to her very quickly.

—When you come back, there will be new shoes in your shoe cabinet.

Wu Zhao's lips involuntarily curled up, and just as he was about to reply to him again, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice ring out from the loudspeaker.

"Welcome everyone to the Witch Saint Auction! I hope you all have a wonderful evening!"

"Tonight, no one will sleep!"

"—It's a celebration for the noble, a blessing of immortality!"

"Praise be to our Lord!"

"—My Lord, grant you eternal life!"

"—Offer your loyalty to the Divine Wizard!"

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