Chapter 447: Green God Dao and [Floating Life Painting]

Chen Ling naturally couldn't agree to Mu Chunsheng. He was here to stir up the five major consortiums, not to be a gun... As a scumbag, Chen Ling’s primary principle was: don't accept, don't refuse, just keep you hanging, and then slowly hollow out the Big Dipper Consortium’s value.

"Director Mu, you joke." Chen Ling responded coldly. "He is calculating against you, not me... Furthermore, Zong Wen of the Flower Capital Consortium has also gained this Special Envoy’s friendship. This Special Envoy cannot take someone’s money and then turn around and wipe out their family, right?"

Mu Chunsheng was speechless. Thinking that he, Zong Wen, and Pang Shan had all gained the Special Envoy’s friendship made him furious... In this way, it was almost impossible for him to use the Special Envoy to deal with the two major consortiums.

"Hehehehe... The Special Envoy is right, I was just mentioning it."

As they talked, they walked into the depths of the private residence, passing through many blockades of men in black. Several of them exuded an aura that made Chen Ling’s heart palpitate... In the heart of the Big Dipper Consortium, there were still quite a few experts sitting in town.

Under Mu Chunsheng’s leadership, the group successfully passed all checkpoints and finally entered a secret passage leading underground.

"Director Mu’s mind is truly meticulous." Chen Ling said at the right time. "The defense of this treasure vault should be the tightest place in the Red Dust Main City, right?"

"That goes without saying. I dare not say anything else, but in this regard, our Big Dipper Consortium is definitely the best." Mu Chunsheng laughed. "Of course, after all, the other consortiums don't have anything good. There’s no need to spend so much effort guarding those trash items."

This sentence gave Chen Ling a lot of information. It seemed that Mu Chunsheng’s collection was indeed the number one in the entire Main City, and the defense standard here was also at the ceiling level. The defenses of other consortiums would not be stricter than this.

Following Mu Chunsheng’s order, the heavy metal door was slowly opened, and an underground space of more than 300 square meters appeared before Chen Ling.

"Special Envoy, please."

Mu Chunsheng seemed quite confident in his collection, smiling and gesturing for Chen Ling to enter.

Chen Ling stepped inside, and a fresh fragrance of wood rushed toward him. There were meticulously carved wooden collections everywhere, from large giant dragon wood carvings to small strings of beads. The walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings that Chen Ling couldn't understand, as well as various jade treasures. Everywhere he looked, there was the scent of money.

"This place is actually quite decent." Chen Ling scanned it and said slowly.

Chen Ling was now the Special Envoy of the Golden Society, and the thing he saw most was treasures, so he naturally couldn't act like he hadn't seen the world, so he gave a moderate compliment.

The smile on Mu Chunsheng’s face grew richer. He signaled his son to push him and followed slowly behind Chen Ling.

"Most of the collections here have some age to them. They are rare items that are extremely difficult to see at auctions. Some are even unique in the world, and their value is immeasurable... For example, this white jade figurine. When it was auctioned in other realms, it almost set the highest auction record at the time.

And these sarira, they were..."

Mu Chunsheng began to constantly introduce these collections to Chen Ling. Chen Ling walked around inside, and his gaze was soon attracted by a golden sphinx, his expression behind the mask somewhat strange.

"The Special Envoy should be familiar with it, right? This treasure was auctioned from another Special Envoy a few years ago. At that time, the relationship between that Special Envoy and the Big Dipper Consortium was also quite good." Mu Chunsheng said shamelessly.

Chen Ling couldn't be bothered to expose his lie, his gaze mainly staying on the calligraphy and paintings.

There were quite a few scrolls in this treasure vault, over a dozen at a glance, but there weren't many portrait paintings, only three in total... Chen Ling walked to one of the portrait paintings as if nothing had happened, as if he were seriously observing something.

"Is the Special Envoy interested in paintings?" Mu Chunsheng followed behind him and continued, "Speaking of which, our Red Dust Realm is also the home field of the Green God Dao. There has never been a shortage of gifted painters... These paintings are authentic works from the early members of [Floating Life Painting] when they were young. Now... it’s no exaggeration to say that they are the controllers of this realm. If these paintings were sold, their value would be over ten million."

Chen Ling casually lifted a corner of the scroll, looked at the back, put it back, and continued to walk toward other collections unhurriedly:

"It seems you know a lot about [Floating Life Painting]."

"I just know a little more than others." Mu Chunsheng continued, "This [Floating Life Painting] is very mysterious. It is said that they have existed since the appearance of the Red Dust Realm... However, there were not many initial members. They guided talented residents in the realm to the Green Dao Ancient Treasury and kept some of those who awakened their talents."

"Those who didn't awaken their talents, after returning to society, would all marvel at the magic of the Green Dao Ancient Treasury, but everyone’s description of it was different... Some said it was a mysterious pavilion in the air, some said it was a palace on the seabed, some said it was the eye of a giant that was incomparably large..."

Hearing this, Chen Ling looked at him in surprise. "Director Mu, you haven't been to the Green Dao Ancient Treasury, have you?"

"How could I have that talent?" Mu Chunsheng laughed dryly. "And even if I were allowed to go, I wouldn't want to."

"Why?"

"If you don't awaken, it’s fine; just treat it as a dream and come back... But if you awaken, you will be kept by [Floating Life Painting]. And so far, almost no one who has been absorbed by [Floating Life Painting] has ever returned."

"Oh?"

Chen Ling glanced at the back of the second portrait, confirmed it was empty, and asked back, "What do you mean, no one returned?"

"They just evaporated from the world. Whether it’s relatives, friends, or lovers who should have grown old together, they can never see them again. No one knows where they are, and no one knows what they are doing... So now in the Main City, few parents are willing to send their children to the Green Dao Ancient Treasury. After all, once a child is selected by [Floating Life Painting], it’s no different from being dead in their eyes."

In Chen Ling’s mind, the three members of [Floating Life Painting] he met in Liu Town immediately appeared. Since they existed, it meant that these people selected by the Green God Dao were definitely not dead. They didn't appear again, most likely because [Floating Life Painting] had some kind of rule that restricted their actions.

But... why would they do this?