Chapter 122: Warrior Alliance

Half an hour later, Facing Facing Cang Luo struggled to let out a satisfied burp, ending his meal, though a small portion of the food remained on the table.

Facing Facing Cang Luo simply could not eat another bite; he was deeply curious how a great hero like Qiao Feng could consume three or five jin of beef and several jars of fine wine at every meal.

Could this be the difference between a great hero and a loser?

Facing Facing Cang Luo shook his head in confusion, considering whether to pack up the remaining food and take it away.

Just then, Facing Facing Cang Luo saw the four men from the table who had been discussing the Warrior Alliance auction finish eating, rise, and leave; disregarding the packing, he hurriedly paid and followed them.

Since he did not know where the Warrior Alliance was and was too lazy to ask, following them from a distance via satellite surveillance was the easiest method.

Not long after, Facing Facing Cang Luo saw the four men enter a magnificent pavilion.

On the main door of the pavilion's first floor hung a golden plaque bearing the four large characters "Warrior Alliance," and beneath the large characters was a line of crooked small text.

As Facing Facing Cang Luo approached and looked closely, he burst out laughing; he never expected that the small text below was actually English.

WarriorAlliance!

Translated, it means "Warrior Alliance," which in the Yuanwu Continent is the meaning of "Wu Shi Alliance."

This was the first time in over two months since Facing Facing Cang Luo transmigrated to the Yuanwu Continent that he had seen text other than Han characters; English, known by the Huaxia people as "Yi Script," is a writing system used by a small minority of foreign races.

Facing Facing Cang Luo found it strange that Yi Script could be seen in the Chu Kingdom, and such a prominent sign at that; was there no fear of being beaten? Could the proud Huaxia people tolerate Yi Script appearing on the streets?

Could it be that a high-ranking member of the Warrior Alliance is of a foreign race?

Or was it to accommodate foreign race bounty hunters?

Regardless of the reason, it had nothing to do with Facing Facing Cang Luo; he was not here to study racial cultures or foreign scripts, but to attend the auction.

Facing Facing Cang Luo took out his phone, snapped a photo of the front of the Warrior Alliance building, posted it to Weibo, told netizens he would be attending an auction shortly, and secretly livestreamed to let the vast number of netizens see the world.

As soon as this Weibo post was sent, it received thousands of likes, reposts, and comments from netizens, and once again topped the trending list.

Of course, there were also countless curses.

Netizens had not forgotten Facing Facing Cang Luo's previous few Weibo posts showing off his romance; flirting with girls in another world made Earth netizens feel like they were watching a soap opera.

Facing Facing Cang Luo ignored the netizens' jealousy; looking at his hundreds of millions of fans, he wondered if he should take on an advertisement next time.

Or perhaps open an online store selling clothes, with the brand name "Yuanwu Continent," subcategories divided into Wu Shi, Wu Jiang, and Wu Sheng, and run a five-minute advertisement before the livestream?

Facing Facing Cang Luo felt this was something he could execute, so he decisively sent a WeChat message to his cousin Yang Yongshan, asking him to help prepare.

After a brief exchange, Facing Facing Cang Luo put away his phone with satisfaction and stepped through the magnificent doors of the Warrior Alliance, ready to attend the auction.

However, after entering, Facing Facing Cang Luo did not find the auction location; there was only a huge hall filled with many people, all Wu Shi, or more precisely, all bounty hunters.

Facing Facing Cang Luo scanned the hall and was drawn to a massive green stone wall in the very center; on the green stone wall, lines of text were recorded by some unknown method, resembling an advertisement board.

Upon approaching, he saw that the text recorded on the stone wall was actually bounty missions, with the highest mission level being Level Nine and the lowest being Level One.

Facing Facing Cang Luo understood; this was the mission hall of the Warrior Alliance, and this massive green stone wall was the mission board.

At that moment, dozens of bounty hunters were looking up at the stone wall, selecting suitable missions; after selecting, they would go to the windows on either side to claim the missions.

About a few minutes later, as if the mission claim was successful, a Warrior Alliance staff member came out and marked the claimed missions on the stone wall, indicating that the mission had been accepted.

After watching the mission-claiming procedure for a while, Facing Facing Cang Luo murmured softly, "Too troublesome, too inefficient; once the two worlds connect, I'll find someone to develop a system for the Warrior Alliance."

By then, bounty hunters could simply open an app named "Warrior Alliance" on their phones to claim missions directly.

Connect it to the bank, and upon completing a mission, one could claim the bounty directly on the phone; how convenient!

Also, a rating system could be opened; employers could give star ratings to bounty hunters, and those with low scores would be unable to accept missions.

The Warrior Alliance side could also sell advertisements..."

Facing Facing Cang Luo indulged in a fantasy, shook his head and smiled; matters of the future could be dealt with later. He was very curious about the missions on the stone wall, so he focused his gaze to look closely.

The first thing that caught his eye was the topmost Level Nine mission, with the font enlarged and bolded!

Mission Name: Capture and Kill Cao Quan, the General of the Eastern Expedition of the Qin Kingdom!

Mission Description: The Qin Kingdom's great army has invaded our Chu Kingdom's borders... We hope for men of ambition to capture and kill Cao Quan, the General of the Eastern Expedition of the Qin Kingdom... Cao Quan, Wu Di Level Three cultivation!

Mission Restrictions: No time limit, no level limit.

Mission Reward: Hereditary royal title of the Chu Kingdom, one Level Nine rune weapon, one hundred beauties...

Mission Employer: The Xiang Imperial Clan of the Chu Kingdom!

Facing Facing Cang Luo shook his head; this mission was likely one no one dared to accept. Although the reward was tempting, completing this single job would allow one to live off it for several lifetimes.

However, whether one would have the life to enjoy it was unknown; one would probably live under constant assassination attempts for the rest of one's life.

Looking at the next one, a Level Eight mission: Acquire one Phoenix Demon Egg, with a reward of two thousand high-grade Yuan Stones.

Facing Facing Cang Luo calculated; two thousand high-grade Yuan Stones equaled two million low-grade Yuan Stones, which, calculated by Earth's gold price, was roughly twenty-eight billion RMB!

Twenty-eight billion RMB to buy a beast pet...

Facing Facing Cang Luo sucked in a cold breath, shocked by the bounty amount; he guessed the Phoenix Demon must be an Eighth-Grade Demon Beast. He dared not look at higher-level missions to avoid being discouraged, and looked directly at the bottommost mission.

Level One mission: Yang Tian Restaurant buys Spear Pigs and Steel-Armored Bulls without limit, at purchase prices of one hundred low-grade Yuan Stones and one hundred fifty low-grade Yuan Stones respectively...

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded; this was the kind of mission a Wu Shi of his level should look at, and it happened to suit him perfectly.

Why not register as a bounty hunter?

He had satellites; he could specialize in hunting Spear Pigs and Steel-Armored Bulls. It was fast money and easy.

During the ten-plus days with Shangyi Huimeizi, he had stored over seventy Second-Grade Demon Cores, which amounted to less than four hundred low-grade Yuan Stones; if he specialized in finding Spear Pigs and Steel-Armored Bulls, even finding just one a day would be enough.

Facing Facing Cang Luo felt it was very necessary, so he walked toward a window and asked, "Hello, I want to register as a bounty hunter."

The staff member inside the window was a woman with decent looks; Facing Facing Cang Luo sensed she was likely a Wu Shi in cultivation, but her age was quite old, at least twenty years.

The staff member glanced at Facing Facing Cang Luo's clothes and frowned slightly, asking, "Are you still a disciple of the Profound Tianmen?"

"An outer disciple of the Profound Tianmen, with Wu Jiang Level Three cultivation."

Facing Facing Cang Luo stated the truth, even reporting his cultivation level, because the level of cultivation determined the initial rank of a bounty hunter, and the rank of a bounty hunter determined what level of missions one could accept.

Bounty hunters pinned a star-patterned badge on their chests; one star represented a One-Star Bounty Hunter, and five stars represented a Five-Star Bounty Hunter.

Different ranks of bounty hunters could accept different missions and enjoyed different treatments within the Alliance.

The staff member shook his head and said, "Sorry, the Martial Artists Alliance does not accept sect disciples registering as bounty hunters unless you leave your sect."

Facing Facing Cang Luo paused, surprised, and asked, "Why?"

The staff member ignored Facing Facing Cang Luo, acting somewhat like a big shop bullying its customers.

Facing Facing Cang Luo felt a bit angry but said nothing, looking back at the stone wall; since he had already seen the missions, he could just work alone, he didn't necessarily have to become a bounty hunter.

However, that staff member seemed to have seen through Facing Facing Cang Luo's thoughts; she smiled lightly and said, "The vast majority of employers have cooperative relationships with us.

For instance, the Yangtian Restaurant only recognizes bounty hunters from the Martial Artists Alliance; if warriors outside the bounty hunters go to sell Spear Pigs and Steel-Armored Oxen, they will not accept them."

Facing Facing Cang Luo, who was about to leave, paused again, feeling speechless; he hadn't expected such a situation, but thinking about it, he could understand it; the Martial Artists Alliance must have done many things to protect the interests of the bounty hunters under the alliance.

Facing Facing Cang Luo felt a bit helpless and had to temporarily give up the idea of becoming a bounty hunter; after thinking for a moment, he asked again, "May I ask where the auction is?"

The staff member didn't even look at Facing Facing Cang Luo, pointing to a door in the corner of the hall and saying, "Second floor."

Facing Facing Cang Luo looked toward the door, seeing people constantly entering and exiting; he estimated the second-floor stairs were there, so he thanked them and walked toward that door.

After entering the door, it wasn't the second-floor staircase entrance, but a corridor.

Facing Facing Cang Luo walked the corridor with a confused expression, only to find himself appearing in another hall; in the very center of this hall was also a huge green stone wall.

The only difference was that the stone wall recorded not bounty missions, but the auction items.

Facing Facing Cang Luo understood; the auction had its own front hall, but it was connected to the mission hall; the four men who had followed him all the way had entered from the mission hall just for convenience.

At this moment, there were also quite a few people in the auction hall, but it was completely different from the mission hall.

The mission hall was filled with a group of bounty hunters selling their lives for money, full of killing intent and the smell of sweat.

Whereas the auction hall was filled with a group of elegantly dressed, refined people; there were wealthy merchants with big bellies holding gorgeous women, and also handsome, high-status, wealthy warriors holding folding fans.

Facing Facing Cang Luo looked at his own appearance; his beard and hair hadn't been trimmed for half a month, he was carrying a large bag, and his outer sect disciple robe was a bit dirty; suddenly, he felt ashamed and inferior.

At this moment, he looked just like a scavenger.

Facing Facing Cang Luo didn't dare to crowd over to look at the auction items on the stone wall with them, fearing he would be despised, so he walked directly toward a window.

Facing Facing Cang Luo took out the Shadow Tiger's hide and asked, "May I ask, if I want to auction this item, what should I do?"

Inside the window was a middle-aged fat man with two whiskers, looking like an accountant.

The middle-aged fat man raised his eyes slightly to glance at Facing Facing Cang Luo, casually picked up the tiger hide to look at it for a moment, then looked at Facing Facing Cang Luo again; this time he examined Facing Facing Cang Luo carefully, feeling somewhat puzzled in his heart.

This person is an outer sect disciple of the Profound Tianmen; he should be at the Martial General cultivation level, or just entering the Martial Master cultivation level, waiting to get a good ranking in the year-end grand competition...

How did he obtain the Shadow Tiger's hide? The Shadow Tiger is a fifth-grade demon beast!

The middle-aged fat man frowned slightly, spread out the tiger hide to examine it carefully; now he understood, this tiger hide was relatively small, appearing to be from a Shadow Tiger still in its growth period.

So the question arises again: is this Shadow Tiger someone else's beast pet? Did this person kill and rob?

Or perhaps, was he lucky enough to stumble upon a young Shadow Tiger that wasn't being guarded by an adult Shadow Tiger?

The middle-aged fat man shook his head slightly, not intending to ask in detail; the Martial Artists Alliance auction does not ask about the origin of auction items, only their value.

He said, "This Shadow Tiger hide is preserved quite well, the fur color is also good, it's just a bit small."

Speaking, seeing that Facing Facing Cang Luo said nothing, he continued, "We have two plans: first, we buy it at eighty percent of the market price; however, since yours is not yet adult, we can only offer seven hundred low-grade Spirit Stones.

Don't think it's too little; if you don't have channels, you might not even be able to sell it at this price."

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded slightly; the other person spoke correctly, he might not be able to sell it himself; calmly, he asked, "What is the second plan?"

The middle-aged fat man smiled and said, "There is an auction happening shortly; we will add yours temporarily, with a starting bid of five hundred low-grade Spirit Stones; regardless of whether it is sold or not, we will charge a ten percent commission."

Facing Facing Cang Luo frowned slightly; he didn't understand auctions and hadn't expected that even if it wasn't sold, a fee would still be charged.

After thinking for a moment, Facing Facing Cang Luo felt that taking the money directly was safer; having money on hand, he might be able to bid on something later.

So, Facing Facing Cang Luo sold the tiger hide on the spot, then asked how to participate in the auction; the other person said paying the fee was all that was needed.

The fees had several tiers; a position costing ten low-grade Spirit Stones was relatively far back and had no seat.

Fifty low-grade Spirit Stones were relatively forward and had a seat; additionally, there were VIP seats and so on.