Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1435: Chapter 1434: Black Fist

This woman in front of me, who seems highly professional, Su Han never expected that the Menghan Black Market was named after her.

Even more puzzling for Su Han is that the Menghan Black Market has existed for 500,000 years. Could it be that this woman has been alive for over 500,000 years?

But if that’s true, then her Cultivation Base... why is it only at the Dragon God Realm Peak? Not even reaching the Spirit Realm?

Too many questions, although it doesn’t have much to do with Su Han, he is still puzzled.

”Hmph, I initially planned to play with them, otherwise I could have solved it myself. That nosy woman is really annoying!”

Zhao Xinying... no, it’s Shen Menghan, was still muttering to herself.

”How old are you?” Su Han suddenly asked.

”This young lady is eighteen!” Shen Menghan replied.

Su Han rolled his eyes, there’s no way I believe that!

”You don’t believe?”

Shen Menghan seemed to guess Su Han’s thoughts, shrugged: ”If you don’t believe, forget it.”

”As the owner of the Menghan Black Market, I dare not hire you. Let’s go our separate ways, goodbye.”

Su Han said and turned to leave.

”Wait!”

Shen Menghan immediately stopped Su Han, smiling: ”Stop hiding, I already know that underneath your old face, there’s a very attractive youthful face. Why pretend to be an old man?”

Su Han frowned, his Divine Sense swept through her again, confirming she was indeed only at the Dragon God Realm Peak.

Yet she... can clearly see me?

Su Han’s Disguise Technique might not be the best, but his Cultivation Base is undeniable!

”I love dealing with good-looking young men like you.”

Shen Menghan blocked Su Han’s path, giggling: ”Alright, I won’t take your money. The few Spirit Crystals Snow Eagle had previously entered the auction house will be my gift to you, okay?”

”Okay.”

Su Han nodded and then asked: ”Condition?”

”The condition is... you must help me fight in a Black Fist match!” Shen Menghan blinked her big eyes.

Both understood each other’s thoughts.

Su Han did not refuse, fighting Black Fist is one of the quickest ways to earn Spirit Crystals, he had considered it before.

”My strength only allows me to fight underground Black Fist matches.” Su Han said.

”That’s alright, I love watching good-looking young men like you fight Black Fist, especially when you win, it’s really impressive!”

Su Han: ”...”

As a black market, naturally there’s a place for Black Fist matches.

Below Shen Auction House, is a huge venue.

When Su Han followed Shen Menghan through a special passage to the underground, deafening noise and roars were audible.

He saw a vast square, underneath, surrounded by countless people.

They were holding Blazing Wine, faces flushed, jumping and roaring, releasing their emotions.

Women, men, were mixed together here, all cultivators, but from them, no sense of Artistic Conception was visible.

Madmen.

These two words describe these people perfectly.

They were betting on the huge gambling tables, roaring wildly, as if isolated from the cultivator’s world.

Matters of men and women were often seen without any avoidance, it seems here is just a place for wild release.

When Shen Menghan saw these things, she seemed used to it, her expression calm, merely spat once, looking somewhat disgusted.

”This is the underground venue, run by my family.”

Shen Menghan casually said: ”You know the rules of the underground venue, right? Payouts according to odds, earning the most Spirit Crystals naturally comes from battling across levels.”

”I’m only at the Mortal Realm.” Su Han said.

”I know.”

Shen Menghan smiled: ”If not for you being at the Mortal Realm, I wouldn’t let you fight Black Fist, because today’s Black Fist matches are almost all Mortal Realm, occasionally some Spirit Realm appear, only Spirit Transformation Realm, these people love watching the scene where Spirit Transformation Realm tear Mortal Realm into pieces.”

Su Han frowned, subtly glancing at Shen Menghan, feeling her worldview somewhat twisted.

”Don’t look at me like that, not all cultivators can calm down to cultivate, sometimes their cultivation techniques determine what path they should take, like these people, some might have been secluded for too long, some might be suppressed, some may be mercenary group members, after killing, they get some money, wanting to bet here for more Spirit Crystals.”

Shen Menghan said: ”It’s normal, if you can’t comprehend, you won’t reach the Spirit Realm.”

Listening to this, Su Han couldn’t help but shake his head and smile, this woman’s State of Mind is quite good, seeing all aspects of life clearly.

Only a pity, she can see his outside, but not his inside.

”Are you sure you want to fight?”

Shen Menghan looked at Su Han again: ”Life or death doesn’t matter, if you can’t fight, you might be torn to pieces.”

”Doesn’t matter.”

Su Han shrugged.

”Here, take this.”

Shen Menghan took out a silver-white mask, saying: ”Consider yourself lucky, this mask of mine isn’t given to just anyone. You’re the first to see through my identity, consider it a gift.”

Su Han took the mask, Divine Sense swept it, roughly confirming it was a Mysterious Device, Low-Grade Mysterious Artifact.

But this item doesn’t have much use, only capable of hiding the face, below Void Heaven Realm, it’s hard to see the facial features.

However, it’s still decent, Su Han originally planned to purchase a mask, since fighting Black Fist can easily attract some grudges.

Putting the mask on his face, Su Han took off the hat and, with Shen Menghan, arrived at the Black Fist registration.

”Second Miss, you’re here?” The register clearly knew Shen Menghan, immediately respectfully.

”Mhm.”

Shen Menghan nodded, pointed at Su Han: ”Register him, he wants to fight Black Fist.”

”Alright!”

The person immediately complied, the person brought by Second Miss, can’t delay.

Soon, Su Han’s registration form came out.

Name: Rain God

Cultivation Base: Mortal Realm

Black Fist Rank: None

Black Fist Win Rate: None

Rain God is a moniker for Su Han, not created by Su Han himself, but by Shen Menghan.

Nicknames like this are commonplace in Black Fist, as for what it’s called, Su Han didn’t care, so he didn’t stop Shen Menghan.

”Second Miss, it’s arranged, the next match is his.” Moments later, someone ran over, whispered in front of Shen Menghan and Su Han.