Chapter 23: The Job You Did Wasn't That Big Either

The sky was high and the air was wide, and the wind was calm and the waves were still.

On a large ship, Wang Haichao, the leader of the Dajiang Gang, stood at the bow, listening to the report of his subordinates behind him.

"Last night we attacked seven strongholds of the Poshan Gang in the outer city, and the harvest was great!"

"One second-order demonic beast tiger skin, thousands of low-grade spiritual materials, tens of thousands of spirit stones."

"The brothers’ harvest is not included; according to your instructions, whoever grabs it gets it."

"Leader, this time we can be considered to have made a big profit!"

Wang Haichao didn't even turn his head. "Small troubles, it was just attracting their attention to the mountains that led to this result."

Sighing with boredom, he patted the railing.

"Little Gao, what were our losses last night?"

The subordinate called Little Gao wasn't high at all, with a short and stout figure and a fierce expression.

Dressed in black short-sleeved clothes, his muscles on his arms were vividly displayed.

"The losses were small, only dozens of fourth or fifth-layer Qi Refining gang members died, and none above the seventh layer of Qi Refining were even seriously injured. Oh, Ding Yilong was a bit unlucky, encountering Wang Yuan and the Broken Blade Guest who rushed back from the mountains to rescue, and two knives chopped his high-grade magic tool and Spirit Turtle Shield to pieces."

Little Gao said with a smile; not smiling was better, but smiling was even fiercer.

Wang Haichao smiled. "Then his loss is indeed a bit big; this time’s harvest, give him a high-grade magic tool! Don't let him not even have a handy magic tool in future battles."

After saying that, he frowned again.

"The two knives of the Poshan Gang are a bit annoying."

The Poshan Gang had over a thousand members, and nearly a hundred late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

The leader, Old Man Mi, was a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, and rarely made a move himself.

Generally, it was his capable subordinates who did things.

The headquarters had two knives, and the seven strongholds had seven man-eating tigers.

Compared to those seven hall experts, the thing that made the Dajiang Gang feel like a bone in the throat was those two knives.

Mad Blade Wang Yuan, Broken Blade Xu Renke.

Broken Blade Xu Renke had been famous for many years, had mixed in multiple markets, and was finally recruited by Old Man Mi to stay in Dahe Market.

But that Mad Blade Wang Yuan had only been practicing for ten years.

In his debut battle, he killed several mid-stage cultivators who had robbed him with his own strength.

After that, he entered the mountains to hunt, had multiple conflicts with people, and finally was personally recruited by Old Man Mi to join the Poshan Gang.

But after that, Wang Yuan didn't do anything earth-shattering.

On the contrary, for these years, he had been doing dirty work for the Poshan Gang.

Specifically selling those second-hand magic tools, cultivation techniques, etc., of unknown origin.

It wasn't until recently, one against three, bringing back the heads of three Dajiang Gang people, that people noticed this man who had been doing dirty work for years.

Originally, they thought that time was just good luck.

But no one expected that in the following month, he would guard the mountain road with one person and one knife, actually killing the Dajiang Gang until they were turned upside down.

Same-stage experts were not his match in one round, and Luo Renjie, a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator, died in his hands.

Even a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator of the Dajiang Gang personally made a move, and after a fierce battle, he was not his opponent.

In just one month, he completely made a name for himself as the Mad Blade.

Even the Broken Blade Guest stated that Wang Yuan’s combat power was not below his, and he had the potential for Foundation Establishment!

It was precisely because of the Broken Blade Guest’s affirmation that Wang Yuan had the title of the two knives of the Poshan Gang.

Hearing the leader’s words, Little Gao was silent.

As the number one person under the Dajiang Gang leader, he had always thought highly of himself.

Broken Blade Xu Renke was only fifty-fifty with him, and if they fought on the big rivers and lakes, he was even more confident of taking down his opponent within a hundred rounds.

But that Mad Blade, he was a bit unsure.

I heard that guy is also a good hand at water battles.

Why would such a character appear?

Seventh layer of Qi Refining is so fierce; if he were allowed to practice to the ninth layer of Qi Refining, wouldn't he dare to challenge Foundation Establishment?

"Forget it, we are just doing things for others, and those two knives will naturally be dealt with by someone."

Wang Haichao stretched, and asked casually: "Where is your little brother?"

"Don't know, he said he wanted to get a storage bag, and also participated in the attack on the seven halls of the Poshan Gang last night, but hasn't come back yet."

"Aren't you worried about him having an accident?"

"Haha, I gave him the Xutu Shield you gave me; as long as he doesn't meet a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator, there will be no danger." Little Gao was not worried at all, and added, "And he has a God-Speed Talisman; as long as he wants to run, even a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator can't catch him."

Wang Haichao nodded; with the Xutu Shield and God-Speed Talisman, below Foundation Establishment, there really was no one who could threaten Little Gao’s brother.

"Alright, keep an eye on the gang’s affairs recently. Maybe the Poshan Gang will have a counterattack next, but our reinforcements are coming soon."

Reinforcements?

Does that mean the experts of the Lianyun Commercial Alliance?

Little Gao was thoughtful.

Dahe Market, inner city, in a small room of the Yuding Sword Pavilion.

Sun Shou tore at the beef jerky, putting it into his mouth in small strips.

"Although there is no spiritual energy, this taste is really good. Little Luo, if you don't practice immortality in the future, you can also open a beef restaurant back in the secular world; it will definitely be popular."

Luo Chen smiled shyly.

Back home?

He would never return home in this life.

He didn't even know where the road home was.

After eating the beef jerky in his hand, Sun Shou clapped his hands and opened his mouth, which didn't have many teeth left.

"Speak, what’s the matter with you? Your house hasn't reached the time to pay rent yet."

"I want to rent a house!"

"Mm, renting a house is as it should be; that place in the southwest corner is too remote and too dangerous. Speak, where do you want to rent? Old man won't eat your filial beef jerky for nothing, I’ll find you a spacious and safe one."

When speaking, he casually picked up a compass.

Spiritual power was injected, and dense light lit up on the compass, looking at it, there were actually thousands.

But he stroked it, and the dense light dimmed by nearly 90%.

What was still lit were the vacant rooms in the outer city.

Luo Chen’s eyes lit up. "Spacious?"

"What’s wrong, you don't trust your Grandpa Sun?"

Sun Shou was 121 years old, an outer sect disciple of the Yuding Sword Sect; in terms of age, he was really qualified to be Luo Chen’s grandfather.

Of course, Luo Chen didn't care.

Just a title or two, he called Old Daoist Chen uncle every day.

As long as he could really rent him a good house, he could call Sun Shou grandpa for a day!

"I want to rent one in the inner city!"

"Inner city, let me see... Hmm? Inner city?"

Sun Shou looked at Luo Chen suspiciously. "You kid used to live in a house for half a spirit stone a month, rented a stall for half a spirit stone a month, and now you’re changing to the inner city in one breath?"

After looking him over, he suddenly smiled.

The magic robe different from before, that faint murderous aura.

This kid had done a big job!

Now, he wanted to enjoy it in the inner city.

"Alright, I’m not just talking empty words. You have to see the houses in the inner city in person; I’ll take you there myself."

Putting the compass into the storage bag, he stood up tremblingly.

Luo Chen hurriedly supported his shoulders, fearing that the old man would accidentally fall to the ground and die.

I don't know what kind of sin he committed, at such an old age, not staying in the sect to retire, but running to this poor place to work.

Truly living to old age, working to old age, dedicating his life to the sect!

"Is this house big enough? It’s close to the Tianxiang Tower; you kid probably haven't tasted meat yet."

"Too expensive."

"How about this one? The previous tenant was a body-refining cultivator of the sect; even exercising his physique is spacious enough, definitely big enough."

"Too expensive."

"It seems you want a cheaper one; the one in the north of the city is cheap enough, I’ll take you to see it."

Two hours later.

Sun Shou pushed Luo Chen’s hand away and said angrily, "It seems the job you did wasn't big enough; why run to the inner city to squander?"

Luo Chen argued reasonably, "Gangs are fighting every day outside; I’m afraid of ending up dead on the street by accident."

"Good, old man keeps his word; I will definitely help you find a big house!"

Sun Shou gritted his teeth and took Luo Chen into the depths of the alley.

Winding alleys, walked for I don't know how long, female cultivators appeared on the side of the road from time to time, enthusiastically greeting the old man Sun.

Suddenly, the willow was dark and the flowers were bright.

A one-entry courtyard appeared in front of him.

Entering the gate, bypassing the shadow wall, Sun Shou walked straight to the longest and widest large room.

"This is it, the inverted room, the largest area; squeeze in, living seventeen or eighteen people is not a problem."

Luo Chen looked at the room with satisfaction; the area was no less than the house with a small courtyard he had before.

The only drawback was that there was no lighting, making it look gloomy.

"How many spirit stones?"

"Lowest price, ten low-grade spirit stones a month, pay three months in advance with one month deposit."

Pay three months in advance with one month deposit, that was to take out forty spirit stones in one breath.

It had to be said, it was a bit painful.

But it was not easy to find such a large area and such a cheap house in the inner city.

If it weren't for Sun Shou being extremely familiar with all the housing sources in Dahe Market, ordinary people really wouldn't be able to find this place.

"In addition, you have to pay a management fee of one spirit stone per month, and one spirit stone for night soil."

Luo Chen’s eyes widened. "Management fee, what is that?"

Old man Sun rolled his eyes. "The waste items you produce always need to be handled, right? Neighbors are not harmonious, and fighting is not allowed; sooner or later, they will come to me to coordinate, so I should be given some reward, right!"

"But..."

"No buts."

"Then night soil?"

"Do you want to learn from the outer city and defecate everywhere, with the smell of shit and urine thicker than spiritual energy?"

Alright!

I admit it!

Under the eaves of Yuding, one has to bow one’s head!

"Oh, there is one more point to remind you."

"There’s more?"

Luo Chen’s fist hardened, but thinking that this old man was a ninth-layer Qi Refining, he softened again.

Can’t beat him, can’t beat him.

Sun Shou pointed to a pile of firewood at the door of the main room opposite.

"If you want to cook, remember to burn that kind of smokeless firewood. If it’s one that will produce smoke, I suggest you rent a magic tool that can collect smoke from me."

"Ah, why is this?"

Luo Chen was completely dizzy.

"Heh, where is this? This is the inner city, a place of cultivation built on a first-order spiritual vein. Too much turbid qi, do you still want to practice?"

Does the cultivation world also need to talk about environmental protection?

Luo Chen received a magic tool from the old man’s hand, called something like the Light Smoke and Sparse Rain Tower.

Square, with a pointed top, it can be installed at the intersection of the inside and outside of the room when in use.

Signed a contract, paid forty-three spirit stones, and this large room belonged to Luo Chen for the next four months.

When sending the old man away, Luo Chen asked casually.

"Although the lighting is a bit poor, it shouldn't be so much cheaper than other houses of the same specification, right?"

"Guess why?" ===== CHAPTER 24 =====