Ultragenic Warlord

Chapter 357: Secret Meetup

Everyone present in the pub was a hunter. Although Musi Ou's voice had been pitched low, it instantly attracted everyone's attention. His requests were simply too eye-catching. A new identity, and transportation toward the edge of the galaxy?

The suspects and criminals had been enjoying a rare bout of freedom ever since the release of the bounty. Just what sort of person would still be running away, even now?

As though he could feel everyone's curious stares, Musi Ou pulled his hood further down his head, arousing everyone's suspicions further. The bartender thanked Musi Ou, then took his money and card.

He had ordered the food so as to blend in with the crowd, but if he didn't eat, he would draw even more suspicion. As such, he took a small sip of the beer, a very, very small sip—but the next moment, he found the world spinning around him. The bartender gave him a small smile.

Musi Ou's eyes widened as he scrambled out of his seat, but it was already too late. He fell to the ground, his eyes spasming. The hunters in the pub all stood up, each staring at him as though he were prey.

Musi Ou died without realizing the difference between him and ordinary criminals. The latter were walking gold coins, even sacks of gold, but the members of the Musi clan were vaults of gold, nothing less. What criminal wouldn't be tempted by such a prize?

The pub quickly turned into a ruin as the criminals fought over Musi Ou's head.

In a secret underground chamber somewhere on the star Laer, the members of the Musi clan had gathered for the first time since Zhang Lie's bounty. However, the lack of people in attendance shocked everyone present. It had only been a few days, but of the tens of thousands of people in the Musi clan, fewer than fifty had made it to the secret meeting.

An elderly man's voice broke the stunned silence. "What happened to Musi Mo?"

Musi Mo was his nephew, his closest living blood relative.

A middle-aged man who had lost an arm sighed and replied, "He was killed by his wife, who poisoned him. Musi Mo was a known Casanova, and his wife had gotten tired of his countless affairs. She took this opportunity to poison him to death, decapitate him, and flee!"

"That damned slut! How dare she!"

Everyone fell silent. This was far from the wildest story they had heard of their relatives' downfall. The Musi clan members sighed. Who would have expected that their conglomerate would fall so quickly? It had only been three days!

"Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't think there's anything we can do but to wait for the clan head to terminate his secluded cultivation in the third realm," someone muttered.

The one-armed middle-aged man slammed his remaining fist on the table. "We have to think of a strategy immediately! We can't take this lying down!"

Another voice sighed. "What else can we do? Don't you know how many people are trying to catch us these days?"

"In that case, are we just going to do nothing? When has the honorable Musi clan ever been treated in this fashion?!"

"Musi Yongda, does that mean you have an idea?"

Musi Yongda was the one-armed middle-aged man. His eyes gleamed. "How much money does the clan have at the moment?"

"Only about 2% of what we originally had. The moment something happened to the clan, quite a lot of hunters who married into the clan ran off, taking a significant chunk of wealth with them."

"My intention was to place a bounty on the Zenith Dojo instead," Musi Yongda suggested. "Zhang Lie might have these potions of his, but aren't we rich? Even a fiftieth of what we originally had is far more than sufficient for placing a bounty on a small entity like the Zenith Dojo, surely. Zhang Lie killed those of our clan and murdered our relatives. We might not be able to handle him, but what about his dojo and his paralyzed sister? We can start with them!"

The hunters of the Musi clan began to nod, and their bloodshot eyes began to brim with killing intent. The root cause of their suffering was Zhang Lie, and they would pay him back!

"Indeed! It doesn't matter how much money we spend. Let's kill off everyone in the Zenith Dojo and make sure that he understands that the Musi clan isn't something he can control!"

"If he can place a bounty on us, then we too can place a bounty on him."

"Right. Let's have him experience just what it's like to lose those important to him."

The elderly man nodded. "This is one potential strategy. Do you all have anything else in mind?"

A bespectacled hunter suggested, "The main reason we've been dealt such a heavy blow isn't because of Zhang Lie's personal strength, nor the influence of the Zenith Dojo, but rather solely because of these potions that he possesses. The effect of these potions is ridiculous, but Zhang Lie's been monopolizing them all. This is clearly unfair, and I think there are quite a number of forces that would dearly love to get the recipe for themselves. I suggest we manipulate them into action."

"Oh? That's an excellent idea! If we do it right, we might even be able to get the highest authorities of the world federation to join us. Once we reach critical mass, Zhang Lie will surely be pressured into acting!"

"Absolutely! He shouldn't be able to monopolize the limit-breaking potion like that—it's a treasure that belongs to the whole of humanity!"

"Without his monopoly on these potions, Zhang Lie would be nothing. We'll be able to trounce him then!"

The members of the Musi clan began to laugh.

Suddenly, an explosion rang out above them.

"Ah, the news was right! We'll be rich—there's a whole nest of Musi hunters here!"

The Musi hunters' eyes widened. Someone had clearly leaked this secret location!

"Fifty of them, and some are even members of the main branch, a veritable fortune! Don't let any of them run off!"

The Musi hunters hurriedly fled through the underground tunnels, chased by a whole horde of bounty hunters and assassins. Their secret underground bunker was soon dyed red with blood.