Chapter 115: I Am the Big Picture!

Thirteen small vehicles, thirty-five veterans who could not be called well-trained, but who had at least seen blood and fought in wars.

It was not their first time carrying out a kidnapping mission like this; in fact, they had successfully completed missions even when the opponents were more numerous in the past!

This time!

They were actually wiped out by one vehicle and one person in less than a few dozen seconds?

Was this a remake of some soldier-king movie?

Absurd! Twelve times over, absurd!

Yet!

The reality before his eyes was reminding this commander that everything above was true!

And as more and more wounded crawled out of the battered vehicles.

They also gradually reconstructed a portion of the scene by recalling it to one another.

It seemed that the target person suddenly stood on the roof of the car, and relying on one short gun and one long gun, knocked down all of them?

And even more shockingly, as they tallied their losses, they discovered with terror that the drivers of all the vehicles... had all been shot in the head and killed with a single strike!

This could not be a coincidence! It was more likely because the drivers were the opponent's primary attack targets within the limited time and space!

It was just that, accurately hitting so many moving targets on high-speed vehicles, and while under the threat of real guns and live ammunition.

The commander and the others twitched their lips, feeling that rather than believing the opponent was a one-in-a-hundred-million fearless sharpshooter, it was better to believe the opponent truly had the help of a Ghost God to alter the trajectory of the bullets!

On the other side of the communication equipment.

General Bahadur listened calmly to the account, unexpectedly not continuing to fly into a rage, but instead instructing them to handle the aftermath before returning, and then hung up the communication.

The force led by General Bahadur was a malignant tumor in the intersection zone of Nierbo and several surrounding forces.

Relying on finding opportunities in his youth to play both sides among major powers.

General Bahadur not only had an armed force of nearly ten thousand people, but was simultaneously a general and even a high-ranking official for multiple regional forces, including Nierbo.

He had even obtained various titles of nobility, becoming a Noble who had entered the profession halfway through life!

However, General Bahadur was very clear about what he relied on to reach his current status; he had always followed orders only when it suited him, taking the pay but not doing the work.

And in order to win the hearts of his subordinates, he meddled in whatever made money, and because of this, his sphere of influence had always contained multiple black-market strongholds.

This had caused his reputation to be very poor in recent years.

But General Bahadur did not care; he had no ambition to go to a bigger Stage anyway.

The life of a local emperor was already comfortable enough.

The only thing that made him anxious... was the health problem that even power could not solve.

He was already old, his body was not what it used to be, and what was more fatal was that he had recently been diagnosed with a terminal illness!

A terminal illness that even modern medicine could only delay for a little time before he would still die!

This was fatal for a warlord boss, so General Bahadur had always kept it strictly confidential.

He was terrified that if someone found out, they would be unable to wait to stop obeying him.

It was just that... as a local snake of Gade City, after one of his subordinates had an inexplicable accident in that small place, and he subsequently discovered that those Easterners were not only not fat sheep, but might also be carrying mysterious clues.

General Bahadur was moved at the first moment, and even had the mage he trusted most send a disciple to investigate the truth.

As a result... not only did that mage's disciple never return, but even the mage who enjoyed his deep trust never returned after finding an excuse to go out.

In the end, it was only at the temple where the Dharma Assembly was held that General Bahadur saw the traces of that mage and his disciple.

This made General Bahadur even more convinced that there were some unspeakable powers in that place, and he even intended to let bygones be bygones to befriend those Easterners and the mage in the temple.

It was just that, very quickly, General Bahadur discovered that this encounter was different; these people did not give him preferential treatment because of his special status, and especially regarding promises of mysterious transcendence, they did not mention a single word.

In the past, considering the opponent's rising status, General Bahadur would likely have just endured it; there was always time in the future, right?

The problem was that he no longer had a future!

Plus, after this General Bahadur obtained a few bags of Body Tempering tea through his own channels, and ignoring the warnings of his confidants, drank the hot water he had brewed with them in a desperate gamble.

General Bahadur slept soundly for the first time in two years, and had a beautiful dream where his body had recovered its health and he could once again sleep with his concubines!

After waking from the dream, General Bahadur believed this was a revelation given by a Ghost God, and once again sent people to contact the Easterners and the temple.

And then, unsurprisingly, apart from some nice words, there were still only some nice words.

Even the request to purchase more Body Tempering tea was brushed off in a few words.

Consequently, this general could not hold back, and decided to use the methods he was most skilled at to make those Easterners speak properly.

Just like he had done with those merchants who opened mines in the past; when they could not be talked to with kind words, he would invite them to the military camp.

Everyone would suddenly have common topics and even common hobbies, and then they would reach a win-win solution in an atmosphere of feeling like they had met too late!

He had not expected that this time there would be a slip-up, and a slip-up that carried such an impossible, mysterious color!

Honestly, after not believing it at first, General Bahadur actually felt a bit of secret joy in his heart.

Because this meant that the possibility of real mysterious power existing in that place was even greater!

And for an old man with a terminal illness, this was far more important than the few men he had lost!

For a terminal illness that modern medicine was powerless against, only by seeking the mysterious could there be a glimmer of hope!

At the same time.

Lu Daheng, who had performed as a lone dual-wielding gunman, was sitting in the back seat of the car panting, his face alternating between excitement and panic.

He was constantly thanking Shu Daoren for his help.

Although he had fired all the shots himself, Lu Daheng guessed that without the help of the big boss, with his own courage, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to get hot-headed and climb onto the roof of the car to show off.

Lu Daheng's phone soon received a call from another Registered Disciple.

And then everyone simply started a video conference.

Lu Daheng soon learned that the people who used guns to invite him were General Bahadur's men.

Huang Zong and the others analyzed that the other side was likely eyeing the profits of the Body Tempering tea, so after being rejected, they started using the underhanded tactics they often used!

And it was not only Lu Daheng who was attacked.

In fact, another attack occurred, and a mage was taken away from the scene.

With the help of informants, they learned that the other party had taken the mage directly out of Jiade City, most likely heading to General Bahadur's lair.

A lawless zone located at the intersection of multiple regional powers.

There is a town there primarily composed of the families of General Bahadur's troops; one could say it is full of his people!

"This is a bit troublesome. The data shows this is an old die-hard, and looking at the message they just sent, it might not be something that can be settled with money!"

"Not money? What does he want!"

Hearing Huang Zong's statement, Lu Daheng could not help but frown slightly.

"He hopes to strike a deal with the big boss behind us and wants us to send a representative over for a face-to-face talk."

Huang Zong gave a wry smile as he said this:

"He even mentioned your skills, Old Lu. You've really done something impressive this time! I'm afraid that after you return, your records across various parties will include a background as a mysterious retired Eastern soldier king!"

Lu Daheng blushed upon hearing this and could only say it was all thanks to everyone's help, while vaguely implying that it was the help of the big boss above that allowed him to be so fierce.

Just as everyone was at a loss, wondering whether to bleed money to find a larger power to mediate.

"No matter!"

Beside Lu Daheng, the invisible Su Ping spoke slowly.

The moment he spoke, the six people participating in the video conference immediately became respectful.

"I am already aware of this matter."

"This is an inevitable obstacle during development. You all continue to work with peace of mind; just wait for my next message."

Shu Daoren's voice carried a faint confidence, making all the Registered Disciples who heard it feel at ease.

Su Ping also stood up and left the car, appearing in a dense forest beside the road.

Su Ping began to recall the information regarding that General Bahadur.

Upon realizing that their last action had offended this local warlord, the Registered Disciples had paid attention to information about this person.

Then, as their mastermind, Su Ping naturally also received the relevant shared information.

"This person is nearly seventy, suspected of having a serious illness, but the specific condition is unknown?"

Seeing this note, combined with the other party's impatient methods this time, Su Ping vaguely guessed that the other party must be running out of time, which is why he resorted to such a desperate move!

But even if the other party has hidden hardships, it is no reason to provoke his Burial Ground Inheritance!

Especially... since he is already a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator!

Even in the Cultivation World, a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator cannot be lightly insulted!

Su Ping began to set off, relying on the Invisibility Talisman and the cover of the dense forest, flying rapidly toward the area where General Bahadur was located!

With his Divine Sense spread out, Su Ping was not at all worried about any schemes or traps the other party might have waiting for him!

And in reality.

General Bahadur, feeling quite secure in his lair, had not even considered the possibility of encountering any retaliatory attacks.

His location was a genuine military stronghold, with not only thousands of light infantry who had seen blood.

But also modified Hummers equipped with heavy machine guns and Rocket Launchers, and Anti-Aircraft Machine Guns for air defense.

As well as Soviet-style clunky tanks that might be older than most people in the camp, but could still be started and used with repairs!

No matter how poor heavy equipment is, it is still heavy equipment!

As long as it exists and can be used, it will not be looked down upon.

It is enough to make those mercenaries who work for money wisely express their refusal to clients.

"Old A Ru, we are friends of several decades."

General Bahadur sat on the sofa, took a small sip of hot water with a tea bag steeped in it, and said to a mage who was sitting on a chair with his hands and feet tied:

"I remember that your grandson's wife was even snatched back by my men."

"How is it that you changed your heart once you went to that temple?"

The captured mage lowered his head, sighed, and said:

"General... you have truly done the wrong thing this time."

"Do you not believe the content of the letter I left behind? There really are Ghost Gods existing there."

"Those Easterners are also favored by the Ghost Gods; offending them... is to enrage the Ghost Gods!"

"Hmph!"

General Bahadur used a cold snort to cover his guilty conscience, and with a gloomy face, said:

"If a Ghost God truly comes, I will naturally worship it piously and give money and people to seek protection!"

"If it is just pretending to be a god or ghost, then that is another matter..."

The mage understood; having followed this general for a long time, he more or less guessed the general's thoughts.

This general did not truly intend to burn bridges.

He even intended to humble himself when the time came.

"General... you are too impatient. How can enraging a Ghost God be resolved just by saying you will worship piously?"

"Those other mages said so in the past, and you and I should have known long ago... this is just for money!"

Saying this, the mage paused, seemingly realizing where the problem lay, and looked up.

General Bahadur nodded without refuting.

At this moment, he needed this old mage acquaintance he had invited to act as an intermediary.

Making him understand his pain points was also necessary.

General Bahadur even found a few local snakes over in Jiade City.

He was just waiting for the Easterners to react before moving in to start negotiations.

As long as there truly were Ghost Gods, and they could truly provide what he needed.

General Bahadur felt there was nothing that could not be negotiated.

He also felt that he should have the leverage to negotiate.

Even if Ghost Gods truly existed, since the other party needed spokespeople, needed temples and mages.

Then how could the other party not need an army to protect the faith!

Under these shared interests, what did a few minor conflicts amount to?

After the mage figured it out, there was a trace of hesitation in his heart.

However, he always felt that how could a Ghost God be an existence that mortals could guess or control?

General Bahadur did indeed think quite well for himself.

It was just a pity... he did not realize that what he was facing was not an interest group formed by people with different hearts but shared interests.

But a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator with independent consciousness, whose joy and anger came from the heart, and who cared more about their thoughts being unimpeded!

In front of such a Great Cultivator.

What big picture?

I am the big picture!