Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

As the dawn breaks, the sky gradually darkens. The hustle and bustle of the dark ghost town fades away with the night, leaving only loneliness.

One of the heartland areas of the ghost town, the once majestic headquarters of Bu Ren Building has now become a ruin, full of devastation, as if it was a ruthless move by the hand of fate.

The glory of the previous OP, Situ Taiyuan, has become a thing of the past, and his fall was as silent as the falling of a star.

The current host, Ice and Fire Douluo, whose wings of ice and fire once soared to the pinnacle of power, are now covered with arrow marks, like fallen leaves torn by the cold wind in winter, ruthlessly nailed to the ruins of a building dozens of meters high by the Seven Killing Swords, becoming the cruelest footnote in the power struggle.

Inside the Bu Ren Building, all the treasures and artifacts are gone, leaving only emptiness and desolation, telling the story of past prosperity and today's desolation.

At the same time, a dozen miles outside the dark ghost town, in a lush grove, the morning light shone through the treetops, dappling on a figure.

He was an elegant middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back, walking calmly, with handsome eyes and well-shaped eyebrows, a lively look, and a brilliant literary talent that made people forget the world when they saw him.

If there were any high-level soul masters who knew what they were doing present, they would definitely recognize that this person was the Lord of Fighting Soul City, the Chief Steward Chen Weining, a level 95 Xuantian Douluo.

Beside him, stood quietly a middle-aged man in green swordsman's attire, surrounded by a faint sword aura, like the mist in the mountains, mysterious and unpredictable, demonstrating his unfathomable strength.

Soon, the tranquility of the grove was broken by a burst of light footsteps, and two men in black robes walked slowly. Their faces were hidden by masks, but the soul power fluctuations surging around their bodies announced their identities as Titled Douluo without any concealment.

Chen Weining smiled slightly and bowed, "Congratulations to both of you. His Majesty Guisha has achieved his wish, and His Majesty Mingjia is about to realize his ambitions and take charge of the Buren Building. The future is promising."

One of them was none other than the Lord of the Ghost Market, His Majesty the Ghost Killer, who had recently vowed to fight to the death with the Fighting Soul City.

As for the other one, according to Chen Weining's words, there is another Titled Douluo in Bu Ren Tower, His Majesty the Dark Armor, which indicates that he will soon replace Binghuo Douluo and become the new master of Bu Ren Tower, ready to write his own chapter on this ruin.

Guisha's tone was filled with resentment. He took a few quick steps forward and looked directly at Chen Weining with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate his gentle exterior and see into his heart: "General Manager Weining, you say this lightly, but His Majesty Chen Yu and his men's move was truly powerful! The losses under my command are far beyond our expectations!"

He paused, and glanced around, as if recalling the scene when Fighting Spirit City was evacuated: "What's more, when the people from your city evacuated, not only did they loot the Unkind Building, but even the shops and warehouses under our two companies in the city were not spared, and the goods were swept away."

"What's worse, the treasures stored in our Black Market Alliance's secret vault deep in the ghost town, which had been treasured for many years, also failed to escape their hands."

Chen Weining smiled faintly upon hearing this. He shook his head slightly, as if his action was filled with helplessness and relief. "Your Majesty Guisha, you also know that swords have no eyes. On the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable. Besides, we are also clearing obstacles for you."

"Most of those who died were not your trusted followers, but rather rather troublesome demons and monsters. We have solved two of them for you. If you go and subdue them now, won't it be easy for you?"

"Even the demon-killing formation, with your means, it would not be difficult to rebuild it or recruit new people."

He changed the subject, his tone more sincere: "As for the money and property, it is true that our seven family heads have come all the way to work for you two. This time, the manpower and material resources we have mobilized are not insignificant. It is reasonable to ask for some compensation and a little bonus. Don't worry about these small things."

"After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch, don't you think?"

"Besides, we didn't take the soul bone from Ice and Fire Douluo."

Haha, Binghuo left behind a corpse, but Situ Taiyuan was missing, and he had several soul bones on his body.

Chen Weining leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with a deep light: "The most important thing is that we helped you and His Majesty the Dark Armor to eliminate Situ Laogui and Binghuo Douluo."

"They are ambitious and greedy. Otherwise, why would you and His Majesty the Dark Armor seek our help?"

"This is both a crisis and an opportunity. It's a great chance for you to reorganize the Ghost City and consolidate your power, isn't it?"

At this moment, there was a subtle tension and tacit understanding in the air.

A complicated look flashed across Guisha's face. The power game behind this was far more complicated than it seemed on the surface.

The situation is simple, this is a game within a game.

This is also a very clichéd story. As a black market alliance, the Ghost Market’s alliance model is destined to have internal conflicts of interest and numerous factions. Although he is the master of the Ghost Market, it is difficult for him to have the final say.

As for the four evil spirits, relying on the power of the ghost-killing formation, it was even more of a headache for him to command them.

Bu Ren Lou coexists with Gui Shi and provides military support. Of course, it also has its own interests, such as protection fees, shares, dividends and the like.

It’s just that Binghuo and the others want more and more, especially during the more than ten years when Situ Taiyuan was promoted to level 97.

He appeared calm on the surface, but in fact he was secretly planning something. He joined forces with Nether Armor Douluo who was suppressed by Binghuo and the others, and with the help of the power of Fighting Soul City, he finally reversed the situation that night.

This is not just a victory in a battle, but also the beginning of a reshuffle of power and interests.

Seeing that Guisha remained silent, Chen Weining turned subtly and his eyes were accurately fixed on the face of Mingjia Douluo covered with a mysterious mask.

Although it was impossible to glimpse his true emotions, one seemed to be able to sense a hidden displeasure from his subtle body language - after all, the events of last night had dealt a heavy blow to the Bu Ren Building, its treasury had been looted, and its headquarters had been reduced to ruins.

However, Chen Weining knew in his heart that even a cunning rabbit will dig more burrows, and the glamorous headquarters of Bu Ren Building was just a corner of its huge network.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, and his tone was filled with a bit of sincerity and calculation: "Your Majesty Mingjia, if the incident last night has affected your department, it was an unintentional mistake. Please forgive me."

"Buren Building is currently under reconstruction and there is a lot of work to be done. Your arrival undoubtedly provides us with an opportunity to resolve misunderstandings and seek peace together."

"Only when we live together in the Three Rivers Basin and live in harmony with our neighbors can we seek common development."

Mingjia responded briefly with “hmm”.

After the battle last night, the dominance of Fighting Soul City caused turmoil in the Bu Ren Building, and people's hearts were in turmoil. As the new owner of the building, Ming Jia had to consolidate his position in a hurry, and this trip was also a helpless move.

Seeing this, Chen Weining took advantage of the situation and pursued the victory. His words showed both sincerity and wit: "When the time is right, His Majesty the Dark Armor may wish to publicly announce that he has reached a settlement with our Fighting Soul City, and we will confirm it. But..."

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering, as if waiting for something.