Chapter 184: Arrangements

As the hour of the Rat approached, the Hong Sect was fully prepared, and a murderous aura permeated the air. Cheng Feng changed into a black martial outfit, the Silver Feather Blade at his waist glinting with a cold light as he walked slowly out of the study.

"Everyone assemble! Tonight, we shall let the Green Bamboo Gang know the price of provoking the Hong Sect!" Cheng Feng's voice echoed in the night, clear and powerful, stirring the hot blood and fighting spirit of every Hong Sect disciple.

The Green Bamboo Gang is very formidable, but the Hong Sect's strength is not inferior. After the previous victory, every Hong Sect disciple has been eager and active for missions. If anyone wants to retreat at this time, according to the Hongmen Sect Rules, those who flee upon encountering battle shall be executed immediately.

The disciples have a very good impression that going on missions means earning money. Besides, in the event that one dies because of a mission, the Hong Sect will provide sufficient pension to allow their family to live better.

On one side is a double guarantee, on the other is the blood-stained sect rules.

Is there any need to ask how to choose?

The Ren Men Disciples moved quickly and in an orderly fashion; the members of the Hong Sect were like ghosts in the dark night, silently surrounding an important stronghold of the Green Bamboo Gang.

Inside a carriage, Cheng Feng and Xu Miao sat upright, their gazes fixed tightly on the first surrounded Green Bamboo Gang stronghold.

Babai and Cheng Yi carried weapons, and Wu Feng, holding a Sword and dressed entirely in black clothes with a red emblem embroidered on his chest, led three hundred Hong Sect disciples holding weapons to charge directly over.

Tonight, this was a place where a Blood Refining Elder of the Green Bamboo Gang had come to inspect, and Cheng Feng naturally intended to first concentrate superior forces to eliminate one of the opponent's fresh units.

When the Hong Sect disciples broke in, that Green Bamboo Gang Elder was drinking. He shouted in surprise: "Hong Sect disciples? Do you really want to completely fall out with our Green Bamboo Gang?"

The three leaders did not speak, only silently moving closer, preparing for close-quarters combat.

That Blood Refining Elder roared in anger and, without fear, raised his broadsword to meet the enemy. At the same time, his personal guard beside him said to the surrounding disciples: "Send the signal, let the main hall know the Hong Sect is attacking!"

After speaking, this guard also brandished his broadsword and hacked fiercely at the surging Hong Sect disciples. The number of people in this stronghold was not large, only less than one hundred, and with a Blood Refining Realm Elder here, they appeared somewhat overwhelmed.

Babai held his blade, charging aggressively toward that Blood Refining Mid-Stage Elder. The blade in his hand flashed with a cold light, every strike carrying sharp killing intent.

Cheng Yi held a long staff, his figure moving flexibly through the battlefield. His staff technique was like a gale and a rainstorm, not giving the Elder a moment to catch his breath.

Wu Feng held a sharp precious Sword, his Sword Technique as natural and smooth as flowing clouds and water. His sword tip constantly pointed toward the Elder's vital points, forcing the Elder to be on guard at all times.

That Blood Refining Mid-Stage Elder had already been seriously injured in the battle with Linming. At this moment, facing the siege of the three, he secretly lamented his situation. Although he was powerful, in his injured state, he gradually found it difficult to withstand the three's offensive.

Finally, with the tacit cooperation of the three, the Elder revealed a flaw. Babai seized the opportunity and slashed fiercely at the Elder's back. The Elder dodged sideways but still had his arm grazed by the blade's edge.

Seeing this, Cheng Yi immediately brandished his long staff and struck violently toward the Elder's legs. The Elder hurriedly leaped to avoid it, but Wu Feng's Sword stabbed out like a venomous snake.

The Elder narrowly avoided this sword, but he knew he could not continue to linger in the fight. Thus, taking advantage of the gap in the three's attacks, he turned and retreated rapidly.

Wu Feng sneered in his heart; he had already calculated everything and naturally would not let these people escape. He saw his figure flash, appearing like a ghost before the fleeing Elder, the Sword in his hand flashing with a cold light as it directly pierced the opponent's throat.

That Elder widened his eyes, his face full of unwillingness and despair, but he quickly lost his life. With the death of this Elder, the entire battle situation reversed instantly. The remaining Hong Sect leaders saw that the situation was lost and turned to flee the scene one after another.

However, they had already fallen into a desperate situation. The surrounding Hong Sect disciples surged in like a tide, surrounding them so tightly that not even water could pass through. In this battle, not a single person was able to escape, and in the end, they all fell in a pool of blood.

With this, the intense battle came to an end. Cheng Feng looked at the corpses all over the ground, his expression cold, without a shred of pity. These Green Bamboo Gang leaders were all heinous criminals who deserved to die.

"Clean up the battlefield and count the casualties," Cheng Feng ordered. Afterward, he turned and left, leaving a group of Hong Sect disciples busy cleaning up the battlefield.

In this battle, although the Hong Sect achieved victory, they also paid a not-insignificant price. But Cheng Feng did not care; as long as the enemy could be completely eliminated, everything was worth it.

Inside the Green Bamboo Gang's main headquarters, the lights were bright and the place was bustling with people. Recent Hong Sect activities had been frequent, especially tonight, when the Hong Sect suddenly gathered again. Peng Yuyan felt something in his heart, hurriedly climbed out of bed, and summoned disciples to guard the Green Bamboo Gang's main hall.

"Report, Sect Master, the Hong Sect is indeed prepared to go to war with the Green Bamboo Gang. Elder Xu was besieged by Hong Sect disciples while inspecting the stronghold. According to disciples who escaped, Elder Xu has... died in battle!"

Peng Yuyan's heart jumped; it was indeed so, but his face did not show much panic. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "Have you found out why the Hong Sect suddenly invaded?"

The disciple looked troubled and answered with some hesitation: "The specific reason is not yet clear."

Peng Yuyan did not pursue it further, waving his hand to signal him to go down, then turned to the surrounding disciples and said: "Keep your spirits up tonight. Someone wants to provoke our Green Bamboo Gang. Can you accept this?"

"No, no, no!" the Green Bamboo Gang disciples were filled with righteous indignation.

"Very good."

After everyone left, Peng Yuyan sat alone on the Sect Master's seat, his brows slightly furrowed. After pondering for a moment, he already had a plan in his heart.

He stood up and ordered loudly: "Someone, send out the Green Bamboo Gang's Heaven-Reaching Signal, summon all gang members to come here, and let this old man see if this newly rising brat can stand before me!"

After the disciples received the order, they acted one after another, while Peng Yuyan walked out of the main hall, his gaze sharp as he stared into the distance, as if he could see the coming storm through the dark night. He secretly pondered how to deal with the Hong Sect's attack.

At this time, the atmosphere inside the Green Bamboo Gang's main headquarters was tense, and everyone felt the pressure before the great battle arrived. However, facing the enemy's threat, Peng Yuyan did not have the slightest intention of retreating, appearing instead even more determined and decisive.

Cheng Feng looked at the signal arrow from the Green Bamboo Gang's headquarters in the distance and secretly pondered: "It seems I have been discovered." He turned to a disciple beside him and said: "Someone, order Babai, Cheng Yi, and Wu Feng to each lead a team to set an ambush on the path they must take. Remember, we must fight while retreating; do not clash head-on with the enemy!"

The disciple replied respectfully: "Yes, Sect Master, this disciple will go convey the order." Having said that, he hurried away.