Chapter 509: Unsolvable Question

Although Wei Yuan's inner face was burning as if it were about to catch fire, it couldn't be seen on the surface. He just stood with his hands behind his back and then quietly put away the Dharma Form Dragon Guard.

Wei Yuan observed the noble young master below intently. It had been a long time since he had seen a character who dared to be so arrogant. Ever since he achieved the Dharma Form, even a True Lord of Yu Jing would have to look at him with high regard. This noble young master was indeed a rare creature and needed to be observed carefully.

That noble young master looked up at the sky and simply said, "No need to be busy, we have already been discovered."

Then he walked into the courtyard and looked at Wei Yuan indifferently.

Before he could speak, Wei Yuan asked, "Who is your father?"

Originally, the noble young master's "Do you know who I am?" was already on the tip of his tongue, but it was choked back.

He answered subconsciously, "Who my father is is not important, but my eldest brother-in-law is the Great Zhao Marquis of Peace! My second brother-in-law is the Prince of Zhao!"

Wei Yuan examined the noble young master's face and had already retrieved all his information. He was the boss of this caravan. This time, he probably came to Qingming in person out of curiosity.

And the true behind-the-scenes boss of this caravan was actually the Marquis of Peace. As for that second sister, she was just a very ordinary concubine of the Prince of Zhao, belonging to the lower-middle class among the concubines.

Traveling to and from Qingming once, although the risk was high, the profit was also astonishing. This young master seemed to be here to gild himself in Qingming. After running the caravan twice, his performance would be enough, and then he would go back to occupy a fat position.

It was just that Wei Yuan was puzzled. This young master was both a straw bag and arrogant, had no ability himself and could only rely on his family, and his eyes were not very good. With this one master, how could he handle so many people from the transport team supervisor to the porridge shed manager in such a short time?

Wei Yuan didn't intend to spend too much thought and planned to just push through it. He swept a glance at the luxuriously armed guard team and said, "Daring to stand against my troops, quite impressive."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Yuan added a Heavy Earth Art to them. Each guard's body suddenly weighed more than a thousand catties. Their legs could not bear this pressure, and with a crack, they broke one after another. All the guards instantly fell to the ground, wailing.

An old man in the caravan gave a hum, flew up, and said angrily, "Domain Master, taking action against these servants, isn't it losing your status?"

He had only spoken half of his words when Wei Yuan pointed to the sky, and instantly a lightning bolt struck the old man!

At the critical moment, the old man cast a spell to resist, but before he could make any more moves, the lightning bolts followed one after another. In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan used dozens of lightning bolts to shatter the old man's defense and then used dozens more to beat him into serious injury.

In the eyes of the onlookers, it was just a flash of lightning, and the flash lasted a little longer. Suddenly, the old man was charred all over and fell headfirst.

This old man was also a Dharma Form cultivator and was the anchor of the caravan. Even that noble young master had to give him three points of courtesy. He didn't expect that he would be beaten until he was unconscious in one encounter at Wei Yuan's hands.

Wei Yuan took advantage of the old man's last trace of consciousness and said lightly, "Although you are a Dharma Form, you didn't seem to last any longer than these guards."

The old man was so angry that his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

Wei Yuan raised his hand to slash, originally wanting to split the warehouse in two to reveal the grain piled inside. But he thought about it, according to the law that had not yet been promulgated, the caravan had committed such a big thing, and all assets should be confiscated. So if he went down with this palm, he would be splitting Wei Yuan's own property.

Thus, Wei Yuan retracted his half-extended hand, painfully gave up on such an imposing and aggressive action, and ordered people to go open the doors and inspect the granary.

The warehouse door opened, and inside was indeed a full warehouse of rice. At this point, the evidence from all sides was gathered, and Wei Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the people of the caravan, so he captured them all.

After the initial deliberation, by the evening, the transport team supervisor, deputy supervisor, and 20 porridge shed managers, whose evidence was solid and irrefutable, were all hanged, and their bodies were hung in the southern small town to be shown to the public.

As for those people in the caravan, who was the instigator, who was an accomplice, and who was unaware needed to be carefully identified, so Wei Yuan ordered people to interrogate them carefully and make them into case files, striving to be airtight. This case file was prepared to deal with Zhao Guo.

This incident was considered settled here, but Bao Yun saw that Wei Yuan was in a low mood, so she quietly found him.

In the night, Wei Yuan stood on the peak of the main peak, looking at the vast firmament, the stars shifting, thinking silently about something.

Bao Yun came to his side and asked, "Still angry about what happened during the day?"

"Angry is not quite it. I just don't understand why in such a short time, the managers of 20 porridge sheds were all captured without a single one missing?"

Bao Yun sighed lightly and said, "Human nature is greedy; this is human nature, no one can change it."

"Both times, the things were instigated by people in the caravan, and they all came from Zhao Guo!"

Bao Yun said, "Qingming is now a treasure, and everyone wants to share a piece of the pie. This is normal. Merchants value profit, sometimes forgetting righteousness for profit, and using unscrupulous means, but it doesn't necessarily mean it was instigated by the Prince of Zhao. If the Prince of Zhao wanted to do this kind of thing, the scale should be much larger."

Wei Yuan pondered and said, "Qingming is still too easy to be infiltrated, but I calculated it. If we pay the reward according to what the caravan promised those managers, three or four Qingmings would not be enough to divide."

Bao Yun said, "This is useless. No matter how much you give, they can always give more than you, even several times more. After all, you are facing the entire Qingming, while they are only facing those they want to take down."

"Then what should be done?"

"There have always been ways. Setting up supervision and punishing one case after another might have an effect, but it is impossible to eradicate corruption."

Wei Yuan knew that supervision would eventually be alienated. History books were full of precedents of setting up multiple supervisions to supervise each other. Some even set up four factories in the east, west, north, and south, plus seven guards such as Jinyi, Heiyi, Yinyi, and Hongyi. In the end, the situation was that the factory guards shared the loot if their interests were consistent, and bit each other if they were not, stirring the entire imperial court into a foul atmosphere. For the common people, there were several more big temples on their heads, and they were pressed even more miserably.

There was no answer to this matter in the history books, so in the end, Wei Yuan could only say, "Let's take it one step at a time."

At this time, both of them had countless affairs on their hands, so Bao Yun didn't stay long and said to Wei Yuan, "I should go. Come, give me a hug!"

While embracing, Bao Yun suddenly said, "I'm so scared that after some big battle, I will suddenly not be able to see you, or you will never be able to see me again."

Wei Yuan's heart tightened. He hugged her hard and then reached out and pinched her waist.

Bao Yun rolled her eyes, took Wei Yuan's hand and moved it down, so Wei Yuan's hand traced a beautiful, round, and somewhat exaggerated arc.

Before Wei Yuan could make the next move, Bao Yun pushed him away, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and then flew away.

After Bao Yun left, Wei Yuan thought silently for a moment and then went to Feng Feng Chutang's residence and talked with him for two full hours.

Before parting, Wei Yuan said, "I will do that thing."

"It may not have an effect, you must think clearly."

【In the middle of looking/p>】

"It's good to have one more chance." Wei Yuan pushed the door and left.

In the Shaman tribe lake area nine hundred miles away, Grandmaster Hongye seemed not to see the strange looks of the Nether Shamans around him. He calmly completed the daily routine sacrifice, then left the altar and returned to the palace he had just built.

The palace was built entirely of black volcanic rock, towering and domineering. Inside, it was dry, warm, and steaming, completely different from the environment that ordinary Nether Shamans liked.

The Holy Shaman, in a white robe, sat above a ball of fire and said, "The human race has the heart to fight to the death and will not retreat an inch. If we continue to fight, even if we can take Qingming, your Rain Kingdom will suffer heavy losses in strength and may not be able to suppress the surrounding tribes. Look, even the Desolate Ancestor tribe dares not participate in the battle this time."

Grandmaster Hongye's face was gloomy, "They think that by hugging Long Zhe's thigh, they can stop taking me seriously. Soon I will let the Sun of the Great Desolation know how wrong he is!"

"Even if you take down the entire Qingming, you won't be able to enter Ningzhou. Further in, it is Xu Xu Wangu's territory."

"Once I take Qingming, I won't be afraid of Xu Xu Wangu."

The Holy Shaman's expression moved, "You mean, you have already found a way out?"

Grandmaster Hongye said slowly, "The Ancestral Shaman's will promises that as long as the lack of heaven can be filled, a position of Heavenly Shaman can be vacated!"

The Holy Shaman's face changed greatly this time, and after a moment, he said, "What do I need to do?"

"First, find a way to deal with that magic treasure."

"This can be done."

"Second, I want Long Zhe's weakness!"

The Holy Shaman shook his head, "This cannot be done, Long Zhe has no weaknesses!"

Grandmaster Hongye suddenly roared, "Impossible! It definitely has a weakness! Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long to defeat me last time. I can feel it, its power has flaws, and it will suddenly drop every once in a while."

The Holy Shaman was thoughtful, "It sounds like the key seems to be in the Nether Cold Realm. But it's fine in this realm, but in the Nether Cold Realm, it is the strongest Heavenly Shaman. If it secretly hid its weakness in the Nether Cold Realm, then no one can do anything about it."

"If you can't beat it, you can steal it!"

"That requires a great price..."

A dangerous light shone in Grandmaster Hongye's eyes, "That's why I'm looking for you. When I was a Nether Shaman, I only narrowly lost to Long Zhe after a bitter battle. Once I achieve Heavenly Shaman, do you think Long Zhe will still be my opponent?"

The Holy Shaman was thoughtful, and after a moment, he said, "Alright, I can think of a way, and there happens to be a suitable candidate. However, I need..."

Grandmaster Hongye interrupted him, "Whatever you want, I will promise you!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 510 =====