All that was needed was to raise the price a bit to manage the daily operations of the Floating Life Office and pay salaries. There was no need for Lusyuan to do anything himself; the operation could run smoothly.
After carefully considering his opinion, Lusyuan’s eyes lit up. Isn’t this exactly how a global chain store operates in the twenty-first century?
Indeed, a businessman’s intuition is sharp, no matter the world. With opportunities like this, he had no reason to refuse. If this could be pulled off, one million energy coins would be easily within reach. The purchasing power of a city is a drop in the ocean compared to an entire continent.
He agreed with Wolles’ suggestion.
Not long after, Ebul arrived, having come for the Light God Temple. “Sir, please leave the earlier plan to me! I will do my best to carry out your orders and ensure a perfect conclusion!”
Hmm… was it about delivering goods to the Light God Temple? Lusyuan felt that this small task could be delegated to anyone; there was no need for Ebul to come in person.
However, Ebul thought differently. He didn’t trust anyone but himself. The opportunity that the demon lord had managed to secure was too precious to risk; any mistake would betray this chance! He felt it necessary to take matters into his own hands to uncover any plots of the Light God Temple.
Seeing the steadfastness in Ebul’s eyes, Lusyuan ultimately let him deliver the goods. They had agreed that he would deliver one hundred durian candies daily at the original price. As a valued customer making a bulk order, he had the right to home delivery.
Ebul took the durian candies and headed towards the main temple.
On his way, he stopped, pulled something out, and put it on his face. It was a red-furred fox mask, with a cunning smile that seemed to change his facial features. It was a fox mask sold at the demon shop.
Instantly, Ebul transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man, devoid of any magical aura, making it impossible for anyone in the crowd to recognize him.
As the founder of the Floating Life sect, Ebul was already under high surveillance by the Light God Temple. Entering carelessly would be like publicly declaring, “Yes, I am your enemy, here to cause trouble.”
Thus, the disguise was essential.
He moved swiftly, but before he could reach the main hall’s entrance, he was stopped.
Ebul’s heart raced. Could it be that he had been discovered?
His mind raced for excuses. Before he could think of one, a guard spoke up.
“Stop! The shop is in the southeast corner. This is the Light God Temple—don’t go the wrong way!”
Ebul was momentarily taken aback before he realized the situation. Since the state of the Star District no longer restricted outsiders, many visitors seeking the demon shop had accidentally wandered into the Light God Temple, leading to such conversations.
Unable to suppress a chuckle, he replied, “I am here to deliver durian candies from the shop. See?”
Ebul shook the burlap bag in his hand.
The guard hesitated, then allowed him to pass.
This was Ebul’s first time seeing the true face of the Light God Temple. He had to admit, the decor was extremely lavish and grand, and upon entering, a powerful magical aura washed over him.
Although he knew no one would recognize him, he bowed his head slightly and walked inside slowly.
There weren’t many people paying him any mind; they were all busy with their own affairs.
Ebul was not familiar with the Light God Temple, so he took the most straightforward approach: moving toward areas with fewer people, which he believed hid secrets.
As he wandered further away, he found himself in quite a few dead ends, ultimately having to retreat in disappointment, not having discovered anything.
Frustrated, Ebul held the bag of durian candies and stopped a priest. “Hello, sir, I’m looking for the Grand Priest. Do you know where I can find him?”
The priest looked at him with uncertainty. After glancing at the durian candies he was holding, he finally understood and pointed in a direction.
“You go straight down this corridor. The Grand Priest is currently praying in the main hall.”
Ebul thanked him and walked toward the indicated direction.
Following the priest’s directions, he soon found the main hall. He didn’t rush in but quietly hid outside the door.
When the heavy door creaked open, and after the noisy conversation inside died down, Ebul cautiously stepped out, finding no one around.
He pressed his ear against the thick door, listening closely to a strange noise coming from within.
It was a rustling sound, not something a human could produce, filled with an eerie quality that sent shivers down his spine.
Ebul sensed something was amiss and gently pushed the door open a crack, and what he saw would haunt him for the rest of his life.
Inside was a grotesque, semi-naked monster.
Dark, bottomless magical energy surrounded it, and its massive, sharp fangs nearly broke through its mouth as it breathed heavily, a sight that was both shocking and terrifying.
The creature was an amalgamation, standing about seven to eight feet tall, coiled within this room, drool pooled beneath it, and the flesh between its claws barely visible, making one dare not imagine further.
Ebul suddenly realized, stumbling back a few steps, hurriedly closing the door behind him, his heart racing intensely.
What on earth was that? How could such a thing be in the Light God Temple?
What conspiracy was the Light God Temple hiding? They surely knew about this monster!
Ebul committed the horrifying scene to memory, not daring to make a sound, eager to escape and devise another plan.
Just as he lowered his head and turned a corner, he collided with the Grand Priest returning.
“Hmm? Who are you, and what are you doing here!”
The Grand Priest squinted slightly, looking in Ebul’s direction, pondering something that no one could know.