Chapter 66: Mixing in a Gang Isn't Just About Fighting and Killing

"Body refiner!"

"Brother Wang, you're actually a body refiner!"

The crowd retreated in an endless stream along the various passageways.

Luo Chen followed in the crowd of the Poshan Gang, excitedly expressing his admiration.

Wang Yuan still had that disinterested look, as if the powerful demeanor he had displayed under the spotlight just now wasn't his.

The surrounding gang members also looked at him with admiration from time to time, just like Luo Chen.

Body refiners, known as body-refining practitioners in ancient times, were as famous as the ancient term for cultivators, Qi-refining practitioners.

But with the changing times, and the constant innovation of magic tools, magic treasures, formations, and talismans, body-refining practitioners gradually withered away.

Nowadays, occasionally some cultivators display powerful physical means, but they are merely practicing it as a secondary skill.

Those who are slightly more orthodox are merely called body refiners.

But even so, body refining is not a realm that loose cultivators can touch.

The resources required to temper the physical body are simply not something ordinary people can afford.

No one expected that Wang Yuan had silently embarked on this path.

But as of now, he is not following the path of a pure body refiner; there are still many traces of a cultivator in his combat methods.

Facing Luo Chen's exclamation, Wang Yuan suddenly sighed.

Luo Chen was puzzled and asked curiously: "Brother Wang, why are you sighing? We won, and we won so cleanly and neatly, even leaving your name on the Heaven's Pride Ranking."

Ceng Yilong, who was beside them, also laughed and said: "That's right, maybe once you leave Luofeng Mountain, cultivators from the Yuding Sword Sect will come to invite you to join them."

Wang Yuan just shook his head.

He glanced at Luo Chen: "Follow me back to the main altar later. As my only little brother, it's time to let others get to know you."

"Mm-hmm."

Luo Chen nodded repeatedly. At this moment, he wasn't afraid of any Gao Tingyuan.

He also had backing and a background now!

Brother Wang was very strong, strong enough to crush a demonic cultivator comparable to a sword cultivator.

The Poshan Gang was also very strong; winning five out of nine battles, they were likely to usher in a new period of high-speed development.

This was good; he, Luo Chen, could completely bask in this glory.

For a long time, Luo Chen had suffered from being a lone wolf, weak and unsupported.

On the path of cultivation, with no one to guide or help him, life had been truly difficult.

He had also wanted to join a cultivation family or sect force, but he was afraid of becoming a tool.

Now, it was different.

This big brother, Wang Yuan, although a bit cold, had great spirit and a grand vision in his conduct.

With him covering for him, and relying on his own little schemes, it shouldn't be hard to mix in and be like a fish in water!

Amidst these wild thoughts, the group left Luofeng Mountain and arrived outside the Yuding Sword Pavilion in the inner city.

As soon as they came out, it was a scene of boiling excitement.

"Seven hundred, I earned seven hundred spirit stones!"

"I've made it, I've really made it."

"What Heart-Devouring Tiger, I shouldn't have gone all-in!"

"The Poshan Gang won, I lost. I'm afraid I'll have to go dig mines for the Li family from now on."

"Years of savings, lost in an instant, wuwuwu."

"Wang Yuan, you deserve to die!"

The person closest to them held his betting card and wept bitterly, cursing Wang Yuan.

Coincidentally, Wang Yuan was right beside him.

As the man cursed, he was forced to stop his mouth. He tried to squeeze out a smile, but in the end, it looked uglier than if his mother had died.

Luo Chen had no pity at this moment.

Gamblers deserve no sympathy.

He, who believed in his big brother the most, hadn't even placed a bet.

Small mountains and flowing water, lush forests and trees.

Bamboo buildings and wooden buildings were scattered around like stars in the sky.

In the very center was a huge pavilion.

In front of the pavilion, the square paved with bluestone was half the size of the Dao Discussion Platform.

This was Luo Chen's first time coming to the Poshan Gang.

The scene he saw made him wonder if the style was wrong.

Shouldn't there be bunkers and watchtowers, with blades, guns, swords, and sticks lined up to show the style of a big gang?

Why did it look so quiet?

But thinking that this was the force of cultivators, he felt it was only natural.

Fighting to the death was for earning cultivation resources outside.

At home, of course, there should be an atmosphere for cultivators to cultivate in peace.

Following Wang Yuan and the others into the main altar, he didn't say anything, just looked around curiously.

During this time, Hearing Mi Shuhua appeared, arranged the funeral and aftermath for the fallen cultivators, and then hurriedly disappeared.

It was said he went to discuss the subsequent handover of waterway transport with the Dajiang Gang.

By nightfall, Hearing Mi Shuhua returned to the main altar with an excited face.

A banquet, drinking, celebrating the victory!

Table after table of food containing spiritual energy was brought up. Almost everyone qualified to participate in the banquet was a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

There were over two hundred people.

There were also a few like Luo Chen who were in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, mostly family members of gang members.

He mixed among them; although a bit conspicuous, it wasn't abrupt.

Many people knew that he was the little brother of Protector Wang Yuan.

Today, Wang Yuan won the final battle, making him a great contributor to the Poshan Gang; everyone was willing to give him this face.

Naturally, they would also love the house and its crow, giving Luo Chen face as well.

The victory banquet lasted until late at night.

Hearing Mi Shuhua was going to hold an internal meeting, so Luo Chen couldn't participate.

Wang Yuan found him: "Are you going back to the inner city, or will you make do for the night here?"

That didn't need asking; why walk a night road in the middle of the night!

Although there were patrol teams in the outer city before, the opening ceremony was over now, and it was said that the Foundation Establishment True Person from the Yuding Sword Sect would also return to the sect soon.

As such, it was hard to say whether the patrol teams in the outer city would continue.

"Big brother, go early and return early; little brother will sleep foot-to-foot with you tonight!"

"Get lost!"

Wang Yuan laughed and scolded, then turned and left.

After he left, Luo Chen was led by a gang member to a residence where Wang Yuan stayed.

"Protector Wang doesn't usually live here; he only rests here occasionally when participating in gang matters."

"How should I address you, fellow Daoist?"

Luo Chen looked at the man in front of him with a smile. The other's cultivation wasn't high, only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, one level lower than him.

Such a person was just at the bottom in the talent-filled Poshan Gang, and his situation was slightly better than those outer members at the early stage of Qi Refining.

"My name is Lu Yanzai."

Luo Chen enthusiastically shook the other's hands: "Fellow Daoist Lu, nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

Seeming a bit unaccustomed to such an enthusiastic cultivator, Lu Yanzai felt very awkward; he couldn't pull his hands back, nor could he leave them there.

This was Protector Wang's only little brother!

No one expected that Wang Yuan, who used to only handle dirty work for the Poshan Gang, would rise so quickly.

First, he made great contributions in the conflict with the Dajiang Gang, then he was promoted to Protector, and now he had even killed a demonic cultivator in public, becoming famous in one fell swoop.

Even the Heaven's Pride Ranking set up by the Dao Discussion Platform had a place for him.

Luo Chen didn't let him feel awkward for long and quickly pulled his hands back.

While walking, he asked about the situation of the Poshan Gang.

"The Poshan Gang is so prosperous; you must be living a pretty good life, right!"

"The glory belongs to Protector Wang, Hall Master Luo, and the others. Small loose cultivators like us are just huddling together for warmth, seeking a stable cultivation environment."

"Isn't it said that you organize regular hunts in the mountains? With experts protecting you, the harvest should be quite good, right!"

"It's alright, barely enough to make ends meet. Moreover, the demonic beasts in the mountains are even more ferocious. If we encounter second-rank demonic beasts, we often suffer heavy losses. If we are unlucky and encounter third-rank demonic beasts, it's basically total annihilation."

Luo Chen's eyelids twitched.

After all that, the Poshan Gang wasn't easy to mix in either!

The glory belonged to the top brass, while the danger was for little brothers like them.

I'm afraid that once I join, I'll have to participate in those things too.

That won't do. Although he didn't fear fighting, he should at least have some strength and specifically fight those people and demonic beasts he could crush.

Luo Chen analyzed it shallowly and only felt his situation becoming increasingly awkward.

Wang Yuan was very strong, but it was obvious he had been keeping a low profile all these years and had no foundation.

Others would give him face, and occasionally give him face too, but when something really happened, he couldn't escape it by reason or emotion.

If there were any internal personnel conflicts in the gang, he would definitely end up as a sacrifice.

Luo Chen even regretted coming here.

However, he also had a personality that could find joy in suffering and was extremely adaptable.

Since he was already here, he had to find something beneficial to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I've always heard that besides the main altar, the Poshan Gang also has the Seven Tiger Halls?"

Lu Yanzai said casually: "Mm, it's divided into seven halls."

"Is there any difference? Is it divided by people or by job type?"

Job type?

Lu Yanzai blinked, but quickly understood the meaning of the word.

He smiled: "The division of labor is different. Among the seven halls, three are responsible for fighting, dealing with people, demonic beasts, etc. The other four halls are responsible for mineral excavation and transport, medicinal herb collection and processing, personnel and merits, and livestock grazing, respectively."

Luo Chen's eyes lit up!

A cultivation gang, sure enough, isn't just about fighting and killing! ===== CHAPTER 67 =====