Chapter 5666: One Step Ahead, Part 2
The Western Overlord's face was as black as coal, but at this moment, he didn't continue squabbling with the Southern Overlord. Instead, he silently walked to the side, letting the Southern Overlord lead her people in first.
Despite the Southern Overlord's swaying gait, her pace was actually quite swift.
In just a moment, she led her team to where Little Mo Bao had relieved himself earlier.
The Western Overlord's nose was incredibly sensitive; he sniffed hard. "There's a lingering scent of their activity here."
"I can sense it too," the Southern Overlord's face lit up slightly. "Could it be that they're still here and haven't left?"
"Everyone, search around."
"If we can find Brother Dongfang and converge into a unified team, that would work too," the Southern Overlord chuckled alluringly.
Unexpectedly, the Western Overlord was the first to retort, "If we form one team, who leads? Who's the boss? You or me? Or do you think Eastern Overlord will let you lead his team?"
Pure fantasy!
Take the Western Overlord himself, for instance: he would never lower himself to serve anyone.
The Eastern Overlord was also not easy to get along with, and it was even more impossible for him to hand over his subordinates to them. If someone died or got injured, who would bear the responsibility?
The Southern Overlord sneered. "I knew you, you old geezer, love to pick fights with me."
"Alright, alright, you two Overlords, stop arguing. Let's first search to see if the Eastern Overlord and his people are nearby, shall we?"
"They're back."
As he spoke, several hundred cultivators rushed back, but everyone's expression was rather odd.
"Why do you smell so bad?" The Southern Overlord pinched her nose and yelled at a burly male cultivator who ran up to her.
She instinctively stepped back, her face losing some of its composure.
This cultivator, named Zhou Ping, was a married man.
He was one of her secret lovers. Usually, they would flirt discreetly behind his honest wife's back, and the Southern Overlord always thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of seducing married men.
Hence, most of her secret lovers were married men.
This was one of her peculiar habits, perhaps.
She most appreciated the feeling of those women, in unbearable agony and despair, yet unable to get rid of her, hehe.
This Zhou Ping had always been good in bed and very good at pleasing her.
But now, his foul smell utterly repulsed her.
Zhou Ping, however, looked embarrassed and whispered to the Southern Overlord, "I'm sorry, Nan'er, I just..."
"Zhou Ping just stepped in poop, hahahahaha!" A wild, arrogant laugh made Zhou Ping's face change.
He didn't need to turn around; just hearing the voice, he knew it was his sworn enemy, Zhao Jia.
This Zhao Jia, emboldened by being the Southern Overlord's new favorite, was somewhat lawless, constantly disregarding him. He was truly hateful.
"Zhao Jia, don't talk nonsense."
"What nonsense am I talking? That you didn't step in poop? Or that you almost tripped over a pile of poop, ah hahahahaha!"
The Southern Overlord immediately took a few steps back, glaring at Zhou Ping with disgust. "Go clean yourself up, then talk."
The smell was simply unbearable.
Zhou Ping, knowing he was in the wrong, quickly retreated, leaving Zhao Jia standing cheerfully beside the Southern Overlord.
"Overlord, there's nothing around here."
"We've searched everywhere. There's truly nothing."
"Other than a pile of poop, there's only a small handful of heavenly mallow seeds left."