Chapter 226 Zhao Wuji Returns to the Arena

"Can't you really sell us any grain? This price is very high." The merchant said to the villagers in the village with an anxious look.

His eyes swept over the huge barn behind the villagers, and a greedy smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the merchant's impression. These villagers are some ignorant farmers. As long as they are given enough money, they will sell him the grain that is in short supply now.

"If we sell all the grain to you, what will we eat? Will we starve to death in the fields?" The villagers looked at the merchants with resistance.

They took a step forward tensely, as if they were afraid that these merchants would snatch their grain.

"You guys bought all our grain in the past few days, and now you come again, what tricks are you playing?" The farmer's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into the heart of the merchant who was thirsty for grain.

He pointed to a large cart parked in the distance, which was piled with some grain purchased from other villages, but the quantity was very limited.

He angrily questioned: "Do you want to move all our grain away and sell it at a high price in the city? Do you want all of us farmers to die?"

"We have seen through your damn tricks a long time ago. Do you think we are ignorant country people who know nothing?"

The merchant looked tangled, as if he wanted to do something, but looking at the powerful figures of these farmers, he put down his thoughts.

He knew that he did not have enough manpower and force. If he forcibly seized the grain, it would only cause greater unrest.

He lowered his head and walked slowly into the distance, but his dragging steps and unwilling look still showed that he did not want to give up so early.

After all, the price of a bag of good flour in the city has grown to such an extent.

Every bag of grain transported back to the city is a good opportunity for him to make a fortune, and he will not miss any such opportunity.

"Maybe I should go to that tavern to take a look." The merchant thought. Maybe that magical tavern has some news that can help him find more sources of grain.

Zhao Wuji watched the merchant leave the village.

He felt that things were not as simple as they seemed. Why couldn't the villagers sell their grain before the harvest? Usually, there was still a lot of old grain in the granary at this time.

Could it be that because the Spirit Hall made those landlords and nobles disappear, these villagers would just squander and eat all the grain? Zhao Wuji couldn't help but think maliciously.

When he raised his foot to go to the next village. His eyes were attracted by a deep rut on the side of the road.

The tires shown on the rut were unusually wide, and there were some wheat grains hidden in the mud, which caught Zhao Wuji's attention.

'You guys bought all the grain in the past few days', so that's it. I want to see who has such a great ability to buy all the grain in all the nearby villages.

Zhao Wuji followed the looming ruts and went to the distance. This faculty member stepped into a complicated incident under circumstances he had never expected.

The heavy marks left by the winding cars on the muddy roads in the countryside did not disappear even after so many days of wind and rain.

Zhao Wuji followed these ruts all the way, trying to find out their source and destination. He felt that these cars must be carrying a lot of food, otherwise they would not leave such deep marks on the mud.

But what puzzled Zhao Wuji was that these ruts did not spread to any big city, but instead meandered southward. Towards the mountain that spanned the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire.

"What's going on? How could someone live in the mountains and buy a lot of food? Could it be a bandit? Or a rebel?" Zhao Wuji's heart was full of doubts.

He didn't understand why someone would choose to live in such a remote and dangerous place, and still need so much food.

He thought of some major events that had happened recently, the rise of the Wuhun Hall, the disappearance of landlords and nobles, and the turmoil between cities and villages. His intuition told him that these cars might be related to these things.

Even he himself didn't know. Driven by curiosity, he gradually moved away from the scope of Soto City.

The surrounding trees gradually became dense, and the mud road gradually became narrow. Zhao Wuji followed the ruts and unknowingly went deep into a path that was rarely visited.

This path seemed to lead to a secret place in the mountains, and Zhao Wuji felt a mysterious and strange atmosphere.

The surrounding forests began to gradually convey a trace of malice. Zhao Wuji's hair stood up subconsciously, and his survival instinct told him that this was already a dangerous place.

He heard some strange sounds coming from the woods, like the roar of wild beasts, the warning of birds, and some unknown noises.

He even felt that there were pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

Out of confidence in his own strength, Zhao Wuji walked forward with a swift stride, not afraid of any danger at all. But accidents always come unexpectedly in this situation.

The attack came to Zhao Wuji in an instant. A silver light, like a sharp blade, cut through the air and went straight to Zhao Wuji's throat.

Veteran Soul Saint Zhao Wuji is not an opponent who can be defeated by a sudden attack.

"Acala Body!" For a Soul Sage, instantly releasing his first soul skill is a must-have skill.

The attack from the dark was instantly deflected by the golden light of Acala Body. And Zhao Wuji's sharp eyes have locked onto the enemy in the direction of the attack.

"Location tracking!" The purple soul ring flew out instantly, firmly locking onto the enemy in the dark.

Zhao Wuji squatted down and charged a leap, and came in front of the enemy. He looked closely and saw that it was just a Soul Master.

"I didn't expect that Soul Masters nowadays have such courage and dare to attack Soul Sages. The young people nowadays are really amazing." Zhao Wuji showed a ferocious smile on his face. The powerful Vajra Palm instantly chopped out.

A bone-breaking sound mixed with blood and flesh came, and the enemy was killed by Zhao Wuji's bear paw.

Zhao Wuji, who is familiar with the distribution and strength of the mainland forces, knows that there are not many forces that can mobilize Soul Masters.

For those insignificant mountain thieves, Soul Master is already a strength that can almost get into the top few positions.

The mysterious forces here actually use Soul Master as a secret sentry? It's simply a luxury.

Zhao Wuji, who had originally looked down on the situation, perked up. He knew that what he was about to face was not as easy as he had imagined. Perhaps he would encounter an opponent at the Soul Saint level here.

In his mind, he also changed the definition of this mysterious organization from thieves to nobles or rebels.

As an elite who could escape from the wanted and hunted by the Spirit Hall, Zhao Wuji was naturally familiar with how to find out the sentries.

Next, in this dark forest, a flock of birds were startled from time to time, and the controller in the dark was surprised to find that his men were disappearing like snowflakes.

Zhao Wuji thought in his own way that this group of enemies announced that the Acala Vidyaraja was coming.