Chapter 227

"Dong!"

An invisible muffled thunder drum vibration suddenly erupted, instantly pushing Baoyu and the group closest to him back four or five steps.

And the more than two thousand people from Qingshan Stronghold and Yunpan Gang in the small courtyard directly below were swaying, their heads aching as if they were splitting, and many with lower cultivation levels couldn't help but bleed from their seven orifices.

Heng Xian himself was a bit confused, thinking that he didn't really know how to play this thing, so he immediately put away the small drum and pointed below: "Kill!"

Baoyu and the group looked at Heng Xian with fear and rushed straight down: "Kill!"

The "Thieves' Alliance" disciples from all directions followed and killed toward the center.

Shaken by the drum sound, the momentum and combat power of the Qingshan Stronghold disciples had fallen to the bottom. For a time, even if they resisted reluctantly, it was futile.

Soon, an almost one-sided massacre began!

"No!"

"Ah..."

The mountain hollow became a human hell, everywhere was slaughter, everywhere was bloody, and severed limbs and corpses were piled layer upon layer.

Screams and curses rushed straight into the sky.

Heng Xian did not participate. After putting away the small drum, he flew out of the mountain hollow on his sword without looking back.

In the distant mountain clouds, the major factions that came to offer birthday wishes had already run far away.

The Hanshan tribe and Su Ye Kingdom people also fled to the other side of the mountain in a sorry state.

Only at the entrance of the mountain hollow, in a patch of green poplars and thorns, was the long-haired tiger vehicle they came in parked.

The bitch driving the cart was killing people inside, while Baozhu and Rose were accompanying Gou Dan on the cart, looking at the valley from time to time.

Heng Xian landed, walked toward the vehicle step by step, broke off a withered grass, and held it in his mouth.

Baozhu and Rose hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Sir!"

Gou Dan also jumped twice with a "ji-ji" sound.

Heng Xian was expressionless, stepped onto the carriage, sat on his soft chair, and faced the setting sun that had already fallen.

The sounds of fighting in the mountain hollow were becoming more and more intense.

Heng Xian watched the horizon for a long time, until only the last trace of the setting sun remained, then he pinched the withered grass and blew a breath: "When you are in the world, you can't help yourself!"

Baozhu and Rose looked at each other: "This sentence has such a mood!"

"Mood..." Heng Xian chuckled.

The bloody smell in the mountain hollow had slowly permeated to the outside, thick enough to make one vomit.

Night finally fell.

When the stars filled the sky, Wang Dalin, covered in blood, rushed out of the valley like a devil, bowed and saluted: "Sir, Lan Chengyu, Li Chenggong, and Miss Lan who offended you have been captured alive. The advisor asked me to ask you, should they be divided by five horses?"

Heng Xian pointed with a finger.

Wang Dalin understood and turned back.

Soon, several heart-piercing screams came from the mountain hollow, as well as a hazy female voice: "I hate, ah..."

Baozhu frowned and asked hesitantly: "The women and children of Qingshan Stronghold, really... must they all be killed?"

A trace of helplessness and hesitation appeared in Heng Xian's eyes, then he became firm: "Yes."

Baozhu asked: "Why? They seem to have no threat, it would be better to leave them for the brothers to marry."

Heng Xian looked at the starry sky, the figures of Ye Xiaoyao and the others flashed through his mind, and he pinched the withered grass again: "Do I need to explain to you?"

Baozhu immediately lowered her head: "Baozhu knows she is wrong!"

Rose laughed: "Everyone is doing the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife. Thieves, survival of the fittest. Qingshan Stronghold itself has done many evils. Those women and children, which one of them isn't high-minded and treats human life like grass?"

Baozhu nodded: "... Right!"

Then the three of them stopped talking.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was midnight.

Baoyu, the advisor, Tao Sanniang, and Jiang Yuhan rushed out of the mountain hollow, landed by the car, patted the blood stains on their bodies, and then threw out a head: "Sir, Lan Yuankui is dead, Qingshan Stronghold, Yunpan Mountain, two thousand five hundred and eighty-seven people, all beheaded!"

"What about the brothers?" Heng Xian asked.

Baoyu said: "Song Yi and Brother Feng San are seriously injured, Yue Niang and two other Primordial Dan brothers are dying, one hundred and eighty-six ordinary brothers died, and more than six hundred were seriously or slightly injured!"

Heng Xian nodded, the result was acceptable.

The advisor asked: "How to arrange next?"

Heng Xian said: "Clean up the corpses, the small town in the mountain hollow will be the main stronghold of the Thieves' Alliance in the future, and the injured brothers will recuperate on the spot."

"From the northernmost mountain peaks and territories to here, as well as the five major spiritual veins, how to rotate duty and practice, you discuss it yourselves, and finally submit the decision to me to see!"

"Yes!" The group cupped their hands.

Qingshan Stronghold and Yunpan Gang, which had been famous for a hundred years, were suddenly destroyed on the day of Old Chieftain Lan's birthday.

The "Thieves' Alliance" rose rapidly and became the largest new force dominating the five hundred miles of the eastern section of Hanshan!

For a time, the situation changed, and all factions and scattered thieves far and near were trembling.

Regarding the mysterious gentleman who quickly formed the "Thieves' Alliance" within a month, countless people speculated, but they never got the point. They only knew that this person was very young, ruthless, extremely intelligent, and had a tough wrist.

And the affairs of the "Thieves' Alliance" main stronghold were proceeding in an orderly manner.

First, the injured brothers recuperated on the spot, and other brothers started from the northernmost territory, all the way to the Wanshou Valley in the south, rotating duty, guarding for half a month, and entering the spiritual veins to practice for half a month.

Secondly, sixteen Primordial Dan Realm cultivators formed the Elder Hall.

Under the Elder Hall, the "Business Hall" for doing business, the "Discipline Hall" for managing discipline, the "Wind Hall" for managing news gathering, and the "Agriculture Hall" for Chinese medicine fields and mining were created...

In short, everything slowly got on the right track!

The largest of the five spiritual veins, the Lotus Spiritual Vein, was a place for disciples above the fifth level of the Qi Hai Realm and elders to practice.

In the white spiritual ore and spiritual frost of the valley, there was a miraculous lotus pond, with lotus leaves as green as jade and lotus flowers dripping with freshness.

By the pond, a group of disciples had been chiseling for more than ten days.

At this time, Tao Sanniang, Jiang Yuhan, Baoyu, the advisor, and others surrounded Heng Xian and walked over from a distance.

"Spiritual mines are not easy to dig. One hundred and forty disciples worked day and night, and only then did they barely chisel out the kind of closed-door cave you mentioned!" Jiang Yuhan said while walking: "Thirty-seven meters deep, there is a quiet room inside, and a few foxtail flowers."

Baoyu said: "The brothers practicing in this spiritual vein will slowly decrease, eventually reducing to about thirty people."

As they were talking, they had arrived at the side of the lotus pond. A group of disciples chiseling the cave carried out the last few baskets of jade fragments and greeted respectfully: "Sir, Elder, it's finished."

"Hard work." Heng Xian nodded and looked into the cave, "Not bad, everyone, shall we part for now?"

Tao Sanniang was a bit reluctant: "What kind of closed-door practice, how boring to be alone below? Really."

Heng Xian pointed to "Gou Dan": "There is a monkey!"

Gou Dan immediately puffed out his chest, not knowing who he learned it from, and tidied up the monkey hair on his forehead.

Tao Sanniang curled her lips: "What's fun about a monkey? At your age of vigor, if you ask me, it's better to take Baozhu and Rose in. The two little girls have good figures and are good at giving birth. It's so good to play 3-some together every day!"

"Cough cough..." Baoyu, Jiang Yuhan, and others lowered their heads and coughed.

Heng Xian's face was also awkward: "Did I not give you the method of refining demon pills properly, or what? Why don't you let me play with scorpions?"

Tao Sanniang blinked: "You want me to go down and accompany you, right?"

"Get lost!" Heng Xian patted Gou Dan, "Let's go, seal the cave entrance well, no one is allowed to disturb, record all news from outside for me. If any outsider asks about my news, you know what to do, right?"

"Understood, sir, go slowly!" The group immediately bowed and saluted.

(End of chapter)