Chapter 1278 The Fatty's Identity, Sect Infighting

Fatty Pan led the two of them through the city for a while, and walked into a huge house.

It wasn't where Fatty Pan went in last time.

But on the stone pier next to the house, Yang Qingxuan still found the commonly used symbols of the exchange, which were different from what he saw last time. It seemed that each symbol contained different meanings.

Fatty Pan took out two sets of black gold silk robes, distributed them to the two, and said, "I know you have your own pass, but there are subtle marks on each pass. But the person is very precise and can locate who you are."

Both Yang Qingxuan and Lance were startled, and their faces changed slightly. This exchange is really famous.

Fatty Pan laughed and said, "Very few people know this secret. In fact, the exchange doesn't do anything to customers. It's just for the convenience of management and some contingencies."

Yang Qingxuan said: "I understand that it doesn't matter when you don't need to target customers. But once you need to target, you can carry out precise strikes."

Fatty Pan smiled wryly and said, "That's probably the case. After all, if the exchange wants to survive and maintain itself, it must have some 'power', and this information is also one of the 'powers'."

The three of them changed into their robes, and led by the fat man, they entered the courtyard.

The courtyard is not spacious, but after passing the inspection and entering the main hall, it is a huge mustard space, and there are at least hundreds of people coming and going in it.

Everyone wears the same clothes, even the stall owners who sit on both sides of the stall are also dressed the same.

This is a dark trading place, no one wants to reveal their face, and most of the things traded cannot be seen through the light.

Yang Qingxuan saw some components and items from twenty-four companies at several stalls. If these things were sold in the normal market, they would be tracked down immediately.

In fact, there are quite a few people from the 24 companies in this trading hall, but according to the rules of the exchange, they are at most secretly probing, and dare not pursue it directly.

"Everyone, everybody."

Suddenly a voice resounded in the hall, hundreds of people all fell silent and looked at the past together.

At the front of the trading hall, stood a man in green robe with a dead skin mask on his face, followed by eight warriors with the same masks.

Only the staff of the exchange don't wear robes, they all wear masks.

Fatty Pan was shocked, staring at the man in the green robe and mask, and said in a deep voice, "What the hell is he doing here?"

Yang Qingxuan asked in a low voice: "Is there any problem with this person?"

Fatty Pan thought for a while, and said: "Besides the most mysterious big shopkeeper, there are four masters in the exchange, called 'Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter' respectively. This man in the green robe and mask is the son of Yan Han, the master of winter Yan Jiang."

Fatty Pan paused, and added, "This person is my enemy."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Adversary? Tsk tsk, to be able to call Dongzhu's son an adversary, fat man, your status is not low, right? Could it be that you are also the son of some lord?"

Fatty Pan smiled wryly and said, "With your IQ, boss, you can guess something with two or three points, and you can guess seven or eight points. That's right, the current Spring Master of the underground exchange is my mother."

Both Yang Qingxuan and Lance were stunned.

Yang Qingxuan just said it casually, unexpectedly it was true.

Fatty Pan had a gloomy look in his eyes, and said bitterly, "He killed my two brothers!"

Yang Qingxuan was startled, thinking that Fatty and Yan Jiang were just a grievance between the sect's infighting, but unexpectedly they were also infected with blood feud.

If there is a blood feud, it is generally immortal.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes shot out slightly, and he stared at Yan Jiang on the stage. Although he couldn't see through Yan Jiang's face, he could sense that his cultivation base was around the late stage of the emperor's throne.

Fatty Pan said: "The old man you met in Tianjue City last time is Lord Autumn among the masters of the four seasons. He is about to retire. So there is a vacancy for the position of the four masters. Yan Jiang, And my two brothers are favorites."

When Fatty Pan said this, he stopped, with a sad atmosphere.

Both Yang Qingxuan and Lance knew the result.

Yang Qingxuan asked: "The candidates for the four masters can all be killed. This underground exchange is too unsafe, or there is something wrong with the selection mechanism itself."

Fatty Pan said: "In the past few years, Lord Winter's severe cold power has continued to expand. He looks aggressive and seems to annex the other three masters. Master Autumn is unwilling to conflict with him because of his arrogance, so Decided to retire. And Lord Xia is a strange person who has been missing all year round. In the entire exchange, only my mother and Yan Handou are left. If Yan Jiang takes the position of Lord of Autumn, then the Yan family has the only surname The situation is unstoppable."

Yang Qingxuan pondered: "On the contrary, if you can become the Autumn Lord, then you will occupy two of the four lords, and you can suppress Yanhan in turn."

"right!"

Fatty Pan's eyes shone brightly, but then they dimmed again, and said with a wry smile: "At first I didn't want to fight, but after my two brothers were killed by Yan Jiang, I changed my mind."

He paused, and said bitterly: "But it's hard. Unless I get a higher ranking than Yan Jiang in the competition of martial arts in the sky, then I can get the support of some elders in the sect. The boss will take me through the ancient battlefield of Qingqiu I am naturally confident in the assessment, and it will not be a problem to enter the top 100. But the final battle of the top 100... Although the assessment items are different after going through the world, only the final battle of the top 100 is the same. It's a one-on-one knockout match. With my current ability, if I go to the knockout match, I'm afraid I'll be at the bottom right away."

"Knockout?" Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, and said: "Don't worry, there will always be a way. This Yan Jiang is only the emperor's cultivation base, let's take a long-term plan first."

Fatty Pan let out a "hmm", feeling a little more at ease in his heart.

At this time, Yan Jiang said loudly: "The next martial arts debate will be held at Qingqiu Ancient Battlefield. Although the specific rules have not yet been released, everyone must have guessed it."

"What are you trying to say? We are all very busy. If you don't expect it, don't waste our time."

The person under the stage said coldly.

Yan Jiang's eyes turned cold, and he stared at the man like a poisonous snake, murderous intent flashed across his eyes, then he withdrew his gaze and hummed: "According to our exchange analysis, the content of the next competition is likely to be fighting evil spirits in the ancient battlefield. Soul Stone. So, what is the most important thing?"

Fatty Pan's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Could it be that he..."

Yan Jiang smiled slightly and said, "Of course it's the map. As a reward to our customers, our exchange has specially excavated all the maps of the ancient battlefields, and now we offer them to you for free."

Fatty Pan roared in a low voice: "Damn it! Those maps were all collected by me with great power, how could he have them?!"