Chapter 1499: The Two People They Were Most Wary Of

But Weng Xing was still a little unconvinced:

"What else? We want to rid the people of evil, but we can't just live on thin air." Ever since Tu Yuanhong was murdered, the two brothers had been getting by; they were carefree, yes, but they were also truly poor.

This remark won unanimous agreement from everyone: "Ah, yes, yes, this is also very important!"

Sentiments can be noble, but the physical body needs nourishment.

"Rest assured, I personally own several manors. Not only can they supply food and drink for two or three hundred people, but weapons, equipment, and medicine are no problem at all." Bo Boli was full of confidence. "Besides, once we beat the villains, we'll divide up their family wealth. We'll keep enough for our own use, and the rest will go to help the poor!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt that there was great potential; they could do good deeds and earn money at the same time.

The Weng brothers exchanged a look. They had previously lived a tight-fisted life, and it wasn't until they killed that greedy steward, Xue Zongwu, that they managed to get a few hundred taels of silver. Life had been beautiful ever since, with wine and meat every day. So, this Bo fellow wasn't wrong; beating villains also required returns for the endeavor to be sustainable.

Furthermore, Bo Boli had his own industries, so even in a worst-case scenario, he could make the team self-sufficient, just as Tu Yuanhong had previously engaged in business, leaving the Weng brothers with no worries about money.

Weng Su asked again: "Who do you want to hit this time?"

A cause must have a name. This bunch of ragtag people gathered together; they had to score an initial victory first so that the team would have cohesion later on.

"South of Cangzhou, there is a Yao person named Qi Ling. It is said that his family is also wealthy and influential in the Yao Nation. On the surface, he does business in Cangzhou, but in reality, he lends money and runs casinos. Those who lose their minds from desperation or are dazed from drinking wine sign the IOUs in a muddle. Tsk tsk, if you don't pay it back in three months, the interest is more than the principal!"

Weng Su wiped his nose: "Such high interest?"

"Interest rolls on interest, interest begets interest, and in the end, you lose your family fortune and still can't pay it back." Bo Boli pointed to the young man beside him. "Five years ago, his father was tricked in Qi Ling's casino. Their house was taken away, and he still owed a mountain of debt. The casino also took away his fifteen-year-old sister. He went to find the man surnamed Qi in a moment of impulse, and as a result, his thumb was chopped off."

The man extended his left hand; it only had four fingers.

He couldn't even use chopsticks.

"The man surnamed Qi didn't start his business on the right path either. Many wealthy merchants in Cangzhou died inexplicably, and their businesses and properties were all seized by him. But he is a Yao person, and the local government doesn't dare to do anything to him; it is said that they even collude with him. More than a month ago, someone in Cangzhou wanted to emulate the Great Emperor Jiuyou and eliminate Qi Ling, this scourge, but was killed by him instead. For so many years, Qi Ling has really gathered quite a few people under his command, all of them bastards and scoundrels."

"Shouldn't such a person be killed?" Bo Boli asked the crowd. "The Great Emperor Jiuyou has no time to deal with him, so how about we do it?"

Hearing this, the dozens of men were already eager to try.

Weng Su said: "Along our journey, there have been people everywhere wanting to emulate the Great Emperor Jiuyou to eliminate evil bullies and fight against injustice, and they have also invited us to join them. But we all feel that it's not very reliable."

He was not exaggerating; there were indeed people everywhere forming gangs under the banner of acting on behalf of Heaven. He and his brother moved fast, and they had encountered more than a dozen such groups in just these few days.

Especially after the Great Emperor Jiuyou killed the heavy general and great villain of the Yao Nation, Xue Zongwu, the entire Flash Gold Plain was now greatly encouraged and seething with excitement.

Weng Xing took over: "Your way of doing things looks a bit more steady. Alright, we'll join too."

Bo Boli nodded: "Actually, quite a few teams have already succeeded and have made a bit of a name for themselves, especially in the central and eastern parts of Flash Gold. We will definitely have to have more contact with them later."

Then, everyone swore an oath with blood, and the Weng brothers also gloriously joined the ranks.

The team was thus established, and they immediately began discussing recruiting soldiers and buying horses.

Bo Boli took out a black wooden long staff. The carving was quite exquisite, with a long dragon coiled around the head of the staff, and even the scales were clearly countable.

He thrust the long staff into the ground: "This is our mark."

Others raised banners to rise up; they raised a staff to rise up.

A team member couldn't help but ask: "Captain Bo, are we also using the mark of the Black Dragon God?"

"Yes. Without the name of the Black Dragon, we won't be able to recruit anyone at all!" The Great Emperor Jiuyou, the Black Armored Army, and the Black Dragon totem were all gold-lettered signboards. People on the Flash Gold Plain only recognized this now, so Bo Boli did not hesitate. "The Pang brothers of Nuhai used the banner of the Black Dragon and recruited more than three hundred people in less than two days. They screened out about a hundred to form a team."

"If we do this, won't the Great Emperor Jiuyou be angry?" Borrowing someone else's name without reporting it to them beforehand.

Bo Boli already had a plan: "If the Black Armored Army comes to our door, we will carry the staff and beg for punishment!"

Weng Xing said loudly: "As long as we eliminate violence and bring peace, and truly act according to the right path, the Black Dragon God will definitely not mind!"

He and his brother were the ones who had truly had a deep talk with the Great Emperor Jiuyou, and they knew that the Great Emperor truly didn't mind.

Bo Boli gave a thumbs up: "Right, that's the logic. The night after tomorrow, we will finish off Qi Ling so he can no longer scrape the people's fat and eat the people's cream. We will use his blood to consecrate this Panlong Staff!"

Everyone raised their wine bowls together: "Cheers!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, shaking the roof beams until dust fell down.

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Boom! A clap of thunder came from the eastern night sky.

On the front line of Yuheng City, at the Tapu watchtower.

The watchtower was four zhang above the ground, and the space at the top was not large. Besides placing a few crossbows, it usually only allowed a few people to stand. However, the sentries were not there at the moment; instead, a small tea table was set up here with a chessboard, and two people were sitting in the watchtower playing a game.

Night had fallen, but a cool breeze blew from the river, so the top of the watchtower was not unbearably stuffy.

Hearing the thunder, Wen Daolun looked up toward the east with two parts of worry: "Will Mr. Xin be alright? He has already been gone for two hours."

After all, he was a distinguished guest sent by Lingshan, with a special status. If there were any mishaps...

He Lingchuan dropped a piece without looking up: "The mission of infiltrating behind enemy lines is not easy, especially this one! But rest assured, his cultivation is remarkable. Even if he cannot complete the mission, he can at least retreat unscathed."

If Xin Yi's true identity was as he expected, there would be no difficulty at all in carrying out such a mission.

He Lingchuan was the commander of the two armies; why would he leave such a powerful person unused? "You have quite a lot of confidence in Mr. Xin."

"When he accepted this mission, he was also high-spirited and didn't show any sign of difficulty, right?" He Lingchuan laughed. "With great skill comes great boldness. If he isn't worried himself, why should we worry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another muffled sound came from the east.

It was not thunder, because flames and thick smoke shot into the sky together, looking astonishing in momentum.

That direction... He Lingchuan clapped his hands and laughed: "Good, good, good! It looks like it's done!"

Wen Daolun also stood up and looked toward the east: "It really seems like the transfer warehouse is on fire?"

Tonight the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and visibility was excellent. Standing at the top of the watchtower, one could look across the river at the enemy camp. Thick smoke and firelight were rising behind the enemy lines.

"I said so, Mr. Xin would definitely be able to do it."

Wen Daolun was both happy and worried: "I hope he can retreat unscathed."

He Lingchuan pointed to the chessboard: "Look, you are about to lose."

"Nonsense! With your third-rate skills, you're still a hundred thousand miles away!" Wen Daolun's attention was immediately drawn back to the chessboard. "It would be about the same if Master Sun came."

He Lingchuan found it funny. Wen Daolun prided himself on his chess skills, but he was always beaten by Sun Fuling, and he was always unconvinced.

Wen Daolun glanced at him: "You've been with Master Sun for many years, how come your chess skills haven't improved?"

He Lingchuan stopped laughing.

When he was with Master Sun, where would he have the time to play chess? Besides, she wasn't willing to play chess with a poor player like him.

They sat high up and could see the chaos east of the river. As soon as the fire in the transfer warehouse started, the personnel He Lingchuan arranged immediately harassed the Xiluo camp, on one hand to assist Xin Yi in escaping, and on the other to expand the results of tonight's battle.

They made a fuss for more than two quarters of an hour, but the fire behind the enemy lines didn't stop for a second, and it was still raging.

Wen Daolun murmured: "It seems Mr. Xin also used some methods."

He Lingchuan, however, saw a pale green light rise in the enemy camp, wandering back and forth over the fire.

They were too far apart to see clearly what it was, but He Lingchuan felt inexplicably familiar with it.

It circled for several times, the clouds above the transfer warehouse surged, and the bright moon disappeared.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down.

He Lingchuan remembered and hissed softly: "Qingyang!"

Wen Daolun didn't understand: "Hmm? What?"

"I said, that magic spell is Shangyang seeking rain." Needless to say, this spell was cast by Qingyang.

When He Lingchuan wreaked havoc in the Tiangong, Zuju set fires everywhere in the Star-Plucking Tower. Qingyang, who had just been released by the Tiangong, cast this divine ability, which could both extinguish the fire and restrict Zuju's movements.

However, the "Shangyang" He Lingchuan saw now was quite blurry; clearly, Qingyang's cultivation at this time was far from as profound as it would be in later generations.

Oh right, "Qingyang" was the title she used after she became the State Preceptor. Now, she was just Lu Wushuang.

The chaos on the opposite side gradually subsided, and a giant turtle surfaced on the river not far in front of the watchtower.

The width of the turtle's back was comparable to a round dining table for ten, and it carried seven or eight people.

The first one to jump down was Xin Yi, followed by Liutiao and the soldiers of the Tiger Wing Army.

"Mr. Xin!" He Lingchuan jumped down from the watchtower and greeted him, "You have made a great contribution!"

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace the mission." Xin Yi laughed, without a single scratch on his body, whereas Liutiao had a cut on her neck, which she covered with her hand, and beads of blood were seeping out.

"How is it?"

Liutiao didn't dare to shake her head: "Grazed by an arrow, nothing serious."

He Lingchuan raised his hand, and Alo appeared from nowhere, carrying a medicine kit to treat the wounds of Liutiao and the others.

At this time, someone from the government office came to find Wen Daolun, so he could only bid farewell and leave in a hurry.

He Lingchuan personally took a large towel for Xin Yi, but the latter politely declined, and white steam began to rise from his body—he just needed to dry himself with true power.

So He Lingchuan accompanied Xin Yi toward Tapu, listening to him describe the process.

Ever since Lu Wushuang came to the front line as a military supervisor, no one knew what method she used, but the Jinchi Nation began to supply grain to the Xiluo army again. Yuheng City threatened them several times, but the ruler of the Jinchi Nation played deaf and dumb. ===== CHAPTER 1500 =====