Chapter 137 The Devourer Sect Arrives

• But after seeing Nakami Nozomi’s strength today, Gu Tongtian started to worry. Even if he got that last piece of the sheepskin scroll, when they finally explored the tomb of that peak powerhouse, Nakami Nozomi might break their deal. So he decided he had to kill him. Nakami Nozomi didn’t know Gu Tongtian had murder in his heart. He kept smiling and bowed slightly to Gu Tongtian. “Junior Nakami Nozomi greets Master Gu!” “No need for formalities,” Gu Tongtian said with a simple cupped-fist salute. “Gentlemen, it’s not time yet. Please rest for a bit first.” Liu Haolong stepped forward and said. Once both groups sat down, Liu Haolong leaned to whisper a few words into one subordinate’s ear. The man hurried off. After witnessing Gu Tongtian and Nakami Nozomi’s strength, Liu Haolong knew they were far stronger than he’d imagined. If Felix Cohen fought them today, he’d be dead for sure. Liu Haolong had to stop Felix from facing them before he arrived. On the other side. “Cousin, that guy is Nakami Nozomi. They’re insane. They just popped out of thin air!” Su Ming was stunned, especially by the scene of Nakami Nozomi and his people appearing out of nowhere. It felt like some godly trick. “Yeah. Appearing from thin air should be a kind of ninja escape technique,” Xu Jiayi said, just as shocked. Compared to these monsters, she felt like an ant. “There are actually ninjas in the world?” Shen Xiaoxiao and the others were blown away. What they saw today completely shattered what they thought they knew and reset their worldview. “Of course.” Xu Jiayi nodded. In truth, it was her first time seeing ninjas, this odd breed of warriors. As someone scraping the bottom of the warrior ranks, she barely ever got a chance to see the broader world of warriors. She mostly acted cool in front of regular folks like Shen Xiaoxiao and Su Ming. “Are those ninjas strong?” Shen Xiaoxiao asked like a curious kid, firing off questions nonstop. “They should be,” Xu Jiayi answered. “But they’re still just a bunch of turtles who only know how to run.” Felix Cohen’s voice cut in again. “Brat, I’ve put up with you long enough!” That did it—Su Ming blew his top and raised his fists, about to teach Felix a lesson. But right then, Xu Jiayi blocked the furious Su Ming. “Enough. Don’t waste breath on a clueless idiot.” Xu Jiayi didn’t want to bother with Felix at all. To her, he was just a loser. Arguing with a loser felt beneath her. Su Ming finally backed off, though his glare at Felix stayed hot with anger. “Felix, keep it down,” Su Xiaoxiao said, seeing how awkward things were getting. She hurried to Felix’s side and whispered. Felix sighed. He’d only told the truth, yet everyone got mad like that. He stopped talking, sat right down on the ground, and closed his eyes to rest. As for teaching them a lesson, he couldn’t even be bothered. Just then, another group in old-style clothes came to the mountain entrance. Leading them was Young Master Wu. Beside him walked several stunning beauties and a figure wrapped head to toe in a black robe, face hidden. That man was the Great Elder of the Devourer Sect. The moment the Devourer Sect showed up, every warrior there turned to stare at them—mostly at the gorgeous women by Young Master Wu’s side. “Cousin, who are they?” Su Ming couldn’t take his eyes off those beauties, practically bug-eyed.