Chapter 221: Residential Cultivator Fifth-Layer Technique

Zhou Anju's background, Ma Dingfu can't say clearly?

"Are you being too insincere?" Li Banfeng cut another wound on his face.

Ma Dingfu breathed with difficulty: "I really don't know. Ever since I came to Flying Eagle Mountain, Zhou Anju was the Fort Master of Tiemenbao.

I also heard he led people to attack Flying Eagle Mountain; he was a mortal enemy of our Flying Eagle Mountain.

Until one day, our big master summoned me back to the mountain and told me to go to Tiemenbao. Only then did I know Zhou Anju was a friend of our big master.

He said Fort Master Zhou was an extraordinary figure, with unfathomable cultivation and unfathomable schemes, telling me to follow Fort Master Zhou and do things in the future. Whatever Fort Master Zhou told me to do, I should do."

"Did Fort Master Zhou tell you to sleep with his wife?"

Ma Dingfu explained: "In our big master's mouth, Fort Master Zhou was an omnipotent person. I have always respected the Fort Master.

I arrived at Tiemenbao, and he let me be a follower, claiming to the outside world that I was a Residential Cultivator, and also got me a house.

At first, he valued me highly, and some confidential matters were discussed with me, until one time, he had a dispute with Yu Hequan in the fort, and things changed."

"How did it change?"

"Yu Hequan was a second-layer Residential Cultivator, just arrived at the fort, young and vigorous, speaking to the Fort Master without respect.

The Fort Master didn't haggle with him, but he pushed his luck, and when speaking to the Fort Master, he pushed the Fort Master.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but this push had quite a bit of force. The Fort Master took half a step back and almost fell to the ground.

At that time, I was the only one beside the Fort Master, and no one else was present. The Fort Master laughed it off.

After returning to the residence, Fort Master Zhou ordered me to kill Yu Hequan."

A group of Residential Cultivators looked with eyes burning with fire.

Quite a few of them knew Yu Hequan; this young man hadn't been in the fort long before he died.

They had no feelings for Yu Hequan, and didn't even have much of an impression.

But they remembered that at the time, the Fort Master said Yu Hequan was killed by bandits because he left the fort without authorization!

So Yu Hequan died at Ma Dingfu's hands!

How much blood did Ma Dingfu have on his hands?

How many Residential Cultivators died at the hands of Zhou Anju and Ma Dingfu?

These two beasts!

Some spat at Ma Dingfu, some shouted loudly.

Li Banfeng had everyone quiet down first; he had important things to ask: "How did you kill Yu Hequan?"

Killing a Residential Cultivator in his own home is too difficult. Even with one layer higher cultivation, it's very hard to succeed.

Ma Dingfu said: "Fort Master Zhou said he knew Yu Hequan's thoughts, saying that speaking so disrespectfully was actually to express himself and to be valued by the Fort Master.

He told me to cheat Yu Hequan, saying there was an errand on the Fort Master's side, and let him handle the matter outside the fort.

Yu Hequan fell for it. As soon as he left the fort, he fell into my ambush. I took his head directly, then returned to the fort and said he was killed by bandits.

At first, I didn't understand. Yu Hequan was quite loyal; although he didn't understand the rules, if he were managed well, he would be a usable person. Why did he have to be killed?

But I didn't expect that after killing him, Fort Master Zhou distanced himself from me, and confidential matters were no longer discussed with me.

I started to think that maybe Yu Hequan shouldn't have been killed, and Fort Master Zhou regretted it, so he vented his anger on me.

After many days, I finally figured out the reason. The matter wasn't with Yu Hequan; it was with that stumble.

Yu Hequan wasn't some high-level cultivator; being able to push Fort Master Zhou into a stumble—what cultivation did Fort Master Zhou have? This matter is unclear, and it seems he wasn't unfathomable either.

Yu Hequan is already dead; except for me, no one knows this.

Sometimes I thought, if one day I killed Fort Master Zhou, would the position of Fort Master be mine?

I just thought about it, never leaked it, but I guess this thought was still discovered by him."

No need to guess; this matter was definitely discovered by him.

As a swindler with almost no cultivation, being able to be the master of Tiemenbao for decades, no thoughts could be hidden from his eyes.

Ma Dingfu looked up at Li Banfeng: "Good man, you killed Fort Master Zhou and took me off the horse. From now on, you are the Fort Master of Tiemenbao. I, Ma Dingfu, will listen to you in everything, going through fire and water, never refusing!"

Li Banfeng laughed: "Are you treating them as fools, or treating me as a fool? With one 'going through fire and water, never refusing,' you expect me to spare your life?"

"Good man, what do you say? As long as you can spare my life, anything is fine!"

"Fine, let's talk alone in a while," Li Banfeng turned to the group of Residential Cultivators. "Don't just stand here. Check the fort to see if there are any other subordinates of Zhou Anju and Ma Dingfu. Drag them out and clean them up.

Call everyone in the residence out. Give the wives and servants of Zhou Anju some money to settle down and let them get out. They are not allowed to step into Tiemenbao again.

Don't go to the side building in the east. Do you know where east is? Clean the people up and leave the residence immediately.

Go to the gate again and see if it's closed tight.

Go to the hillside and look for the platform on the cliff; see if there's an ambush there.

There must be people left on that platform in the future. You take turns guarding it; one person on watch, one person to report, one person to respond!

I said platform; can you understand? Do you know the way?

Chao! Bring the roster, send a wave of people up first, don't wait for Flying Eagle Mountain to attack and the fort to be unprepared!"

Everyone acted separately. Before, they wanted to beat this "Peddler" to death when they saw him, but today, for some reason, they listened to him so much.

Li Banfeng carried Ma Dingfu, found a quiet corner, and entered the Personal Residence.

"Oh, husband, back from buying vegetables. What's the quality of the ingredients this time?"

"Third-layer Body Cultivator, good stuff!"

"Third layer," the wife sighed. "Make do and eat it."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "Good wife, your mouth has become picky. A third-layer cultivator, and you still say make do?"

The wife laughed: "I'm fine. Those white bastards before could also make do. It's that bitch Did Honglian who hasn't eaten meat for several days."

Li Banfeng placed Ma Dingfu in front of the phonograph, and Ma Dingfu was scared out of his wits.

*Chi-chi~*

The phonograph laughed: "Oh, husband, little slave won't be polite."

"Wife, wait, let me ask him a few more questions."

Ma Dingfu shouted: "Good man, I'll answer whatever you ask. Just spare my life!

I know where Zhou Anju hid his money, I know where his magic treasures are hidden!

I also know those wives of his; which one is good, which one is pretty, I know them all!"

"Since you know everything, say it one by one, say it clearly."

Ma Dingfu recounted everything he knew in detail. When Li Banfeng asked about Old He, Ma Dingfu couldn't say.

He didn't know much about Old He; he only knew Old He was a Residential Cultivator who usually lived in the side building in the east, a building no one was allowed to enter.

Li Banfeng knew a House Spirit lived in that building, but Ma Dingfu didn't know what the situation of the House Spirit was.

Since he didn't know, there was no need to make things difficult for him.

"Wife, mealtime!"

Ma Dingfu roared: "I said everything I knew, why do you still want to kill me?"

"You still haven't paid back the five hundred *yang* you owe me."

"I paid..."

Li Banfeng shook his head: "Five hundred *yang* with interest, how could you pay it back just by saying a few words?"

After the wife finished her meal, she handed the corpse to Did Honglian and turned to ask Li Banfeng: "Husband, what is the background of the House Spirit you mentioned just now? Why are you so concerned about it?"

Li Banfeng recounted the experience of fighting Old He, and the wife didn't find it so surprising.

"Some House Spirits are like this, not allowing the Residential Cultivator to leave their sight for a lifetime. This Residential Cultivator Old He died miserably at the hands of the House Spirit; they should have signed a contract beforehand."

"Sight?" Li Banfeng didn't quite understand. "Old He's house is in the side building in the east. The House Spirit should be in the side building. What is the range of the sight the wife mentioned? As long as the House Spirit can see it, it counts as within sight?"

"Not so. The sight little slave mentioned isn't seen by eyes; it's within the reach of the House Spirit."

Li Banfeng understood even less: "Can the House Spirit's power extend outside the house?"

"Yes. The House Spirit's power extending outside the house generally has two situations. One is that the House Spirit is extremely strong and the Residential Cultivator is extremely weak, and the Residential Cultivator cannot limit the House Spirit, giving the House Spirit a chance to reach out.

That bitch Blood-Containing was in this situation when she was alive. Her Residential Cultivator was only first layer, while she had sixth-layer cultivation, so Blood-Containing's strength could extend outside the house.

In this situation, wanting to extend strength outside requires two conditions: one is the house's tacit approval, and the other is borrowing strength from others."

Luo Yuni was the original owner of that house. She spent so many days with the house and even died in the house. Based on this friendship, that house should have tacitly approved Luo Yuni's behavior.

"But how to explain borrowing strength from others?" Li Banfeng asked the pendulum directly.

The pendulum's tone was dazed: "I don't remember these things the wife mentioned at all."

Her soul was extracted, leaving only spirituality; it's normal not to remember.

The wife knew the reason: "The so-called borrowing strength from others is that group of wandering souls. Although not very fresh, little slave has eaten her fill."

Wandering souls hanging on the tree.

So it was borrowing strength from others like this.

Li Banfeng stared at the phonograph for a moment and asked: "Wife, when I first met you, your cultivation was so high, and I didn't even have the first layer. The gap between us was so big; didn't you think about extending your power outside the house at that time?"

"Humph!" The wife was unhappy. "What did you take little slave for? Without husband's permission, little slave didn't step out of the big gate or the second gate!"

"This is my good wife!" Li Banfeng was very moved and hugged the wife affectionately for a long time.

The Copper Lotus wanted to spit at the phonograph.

Vicious woman, you wanted to go out at that time, but did you ask if the house agreed?

The phonograph continued: "Old He tried every means to lure husband into the house, wanting to use the House Spirit to harm husband. Close the door, House Spirit kills—this is a dirty technique commonly used by Residential Cultivators."

Li Banfeng gave a dry laugh: "Actually, it's not that dirty."

The wife continued: "Speaking of this House Spirit, one can also see some traces from the technique.

When husband was in that building, first there were stairs, then there were no stairs, and a door suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor. This should be the technique of Breaking Paths and Opening Roads.

When husband arrived in the courtyard, broken stones flew all over the sky. This should be the technique of Stepping Through Ten Thousand Rivers. Old He's House Spirit should be a high-level Traveling Cultivator!"

Traveling Cultivator!

Li Banfeng was startled and turned to ask: "Wife, what kind of technique is that Breaking Paths and Opening Roads technique you just mentioned?"

The wife was silent for a moment: "Husband, why are you so concerned about the techniques of Traveling Cultivators? Traveling Cultivators are all evil people and should all be killed!"

Li Banfeng straightened his expression: "I share the same hatred as my wife. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"

"With husband's words, little slave has a ninety percent chance of winning! Husband, are you brave?"

Li Banfeng straightened his chest: "Yes!"

"Do you dare to lure that House Spirit out?"

Li Banfeng straightened his chest: "No!"

"Husband, don't be afraid, little slave has a foolproof plan!"

Seeing Ling Miaoying took a deep breath, opened the wooden box, took out a telephone without a cord, and dialed the number.

The call was quickly connected, and He Jiaqing's voice came from the other end: "What's the matter?"

He was sleeping and was woken up; his mood wasn't very good.

"Jiaqing, it's like this. Over at Tiemenbao, the hook broke."

"When did it break?"

"It should be, these few days..." Seeing Ling Miaoying couldn't say the specific time because he hadn't paid attention to this hook these few days.

He Jiaqing was silent for a moment, then suddenly roared: "Do you know how important this hook is? Do you know how important that soul is?"

Seeing Ling Miaoying didn't answer.

Ling Miaowen used to control this hook; Seeing Ling Miaoying really didn't know how many hidden secrets were behind it.

He Jiaqing's emotions calmed down a bit: "This can't be blamed on you. I estimate the hook was discovered by that old swindler Zhou Anju. Don't move him for now; wait until I find an opportunity to beat him, then you go and hang the hook back up."

The two interrupted the connection, and Seeing Ling Miaoying was covered in sweat. He was thinking whether he should tell He Jiaqing everything from now on.

He Jiaqing rubbed his forehead; recent events made his head ache.

"It really hurts a bit." Jiang Xiang Gang, Medicine King Hall, Hall Master Luo Zhengnan pulled the antenna out of his head.

"So the soul is in Tiemenbao," Luo Zhengnan laughed. "This matter must be told to the Gang Leader. The price of this soul is not lower than Did Honglian; shouldn't this make me a Deputy Gang Leader?"

PS: A soul, compared to Did Honglian? Are you kidding me?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 222 =====

Seeing Ling Miaoying did not answer.

This hook had previously been controlled by Ling Miaowen, and Seeing Ling Miaoying truly did not know how many hidden secrets lay behind it.

He Jiaqing's emotions calmed slightly: "This can't be blamed on you either. I suspect the hook was discovered by that old swindler Zhou Anju. Don't move against him for now; wait until I find an opportunity to give him a warning, then you can go and hang the hook back up."

The two severed their connection. Seeing Ling Miaoying was drenched in sweat, wondering if he should tell He Jiaqing about everything from now on.

He Jiaqing rubbed his forehead; recent events were giving him a headache.

……

"Damn, that actually hurts a bit." Luo Zhengnan, Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall of the Jiang Xiang Gang, pulled the antenna out of his skull.

"So that soul is in Tiemenbao," Luo Zhengnan smiled. "I have to tell the Gang Leader about this. The price for this soul is no worse than the Did Honglian; surely this should earn me a position as Deputy Gang Leader?"

PS: A soul, compared to the Did Honglian? Are you kidding me?

(End of Chapter)