Chapter 101: One-Stop Service

Behind several square gold-patterned wooden windows on the third floor of the sea boat.

Two people in their twenties or thirties, the man with a flat face and the woman extremely beautiful, in brocade clothes, along with a group of teenagers in gorgeous clothes, craned their necks and looked at the deck as if watching a play.

Hearing Zhang Gui's wild guesses, several of the teenagers showed quite annoyed expressions,

"I thought this Dragon Tiger General, who had risen to the top in a year, although opportunistic and lacking in character,

but since he had used the big trend to suppress the Shuanghu Rong family, he shouldn't lack brains,

but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant.

Does he really think he is so great just because he turned bad luck into good luck with the small trick of writing a blood letter to plead for the king?

If it weren't for us giving early warning for the sake of Brother Jiuqing.

He wouldn't even know how he died.

Now, mentioning Brother Jiuqing in front of Zhang Jiujiang, not only is he not grateful, but his words carry contempt.

Truly arrogant once he gets his way.

But how great is this Fourth Rank barbarian local official? Truly ridiculous!"

"Exactly, exactly.

Dragon Tiger General is suspended in the ranks of official titles; although he is called Fourth Rank, he has no subordinates, no colleagues.

More importantly, he has no superior, and will never advance, relying entirely on his own 'bones' to support himself.

Even if the 'Current Emperor' bestowed upon him a military camp in a desolate mountain and wild sea as a fief, how much success can he have?"

"I think so too.

Actually, if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Gui is a local tyrant in the South, how could we possibly find him to handle things."...

A group of people discussed heatedly, and the more they talked, the more people joined in.

This resulted in a woman nearby—whose face was as beautiful as jade, with extremely delicate features, wearing a Daoist bun, and dressed in yin-yang robes—chuckling as she interjected:

"That Zhang Gui is indeed an arrogant and conceited delusional person.

But isn't it ridiculous for you scholars, who only have the merit of a mere scholar, to discuss here that a hereditary Fourth Rank Dragon Tiger General has no success?

No matter how worthless a barbarian local official is, he still has basic decency and success.

Everyone on our ship, count them one by one.

If you can become a miscellaneous general who holds a seal and commands troops in this lifetime, you can't be considered down and out, right?

Furthermore, it is rumored that on the Lantern Festival of the first month of this year, he transformed into a giant in public.

And strangled a retainer of the Shuanghu Rong family to death.

And the ancestor of the Pingyang Zhang family, the Great God Kuafu, was a natural 'Giant Species.'

The two coincide, so one can imagine to what extent his Divine Cluster has awakened.

His ability is heaven-bestowed.

According to the ancient legal system of our Dongsheng Continent, this alone surpasses you, doesn't it?"

In the current Dongsheng Continent, in terms of personal martial power alone, it is the world of cultivators.

Although everyone knows that the bloodline power inherited from ancient times has a more powerful and peerless upper limit.

But as time passes, the vast majority of Demon God descendants simply cannot inherit the Divine Cluster.

The lower limit is no different from ordinary people.

The very few who inherit the Divine Cluster are also weak and fragmented, far inferior to cultivators who have just entered the Dao.

So for people from famous clans, who the ancestor is and how infinite their divine power is, is no longer a subtle hint of their own strength.

Instead, it has become a way to show off and prove that they are naturally noble.

And precisely because of this, those guys who can transform visibly by relying on the Divine Cluster in their bodies are very envied, jealous, and hated by certain noble children.

The various abilities brought by the Divine Cluster don't matter, but the symbol of noble bloodline is too unbearable for people.

It is equivalent to them not needing to open their mouths to explain their background; slap, a transformation, and silence is better than ten thousand words.

This kind of gap can never be bridged.

So the woman's words made the little friends around her look at each other, and those with thin skin were blushing but speechless.

Seeing the scene freeze.

Beside the woman with the bun was someone who looked and stood very much like her, but wore a white jade hairpin without any gold, silver, or gemstone decorations.

dressed in a very ladylike, floating long skirt, with clear and beautiful eyebrows, gently pulled her sister's elbow and said softly:

"Shijing, don't scold all your classmates and friends just to be quick with your tongue for a moment.

Fushou, Baochang, and Zhensong spoke a bit too much.

But in terms of family background, it's not too full, is it."

The three people named were famous naughty goods among the classmates, who loved to laugh and joke and never got angry; this time, they didn't care about being scolded.

Moreover, the clear and beautiful girl added a supplement at the end, making the three of them simply admit it with laughter.

The atmosphere in the pavilion eased.

And Zhang Gui on the deck, although he didn't have Divine Clusters or techniques like "Thousand-Mile Eyes" or "Wind-Following Ears,"

but as a "Ding-Superior" cultivator, he was also sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, and could vaguely hear the discussions of the people in the pavilion.

And with his current transcendent knowledge.

He knew that those people in the pavilion on the sea boat probably also knew he could hear these discussions.

It was just that they didn't care about it at all, so no one ever lowered their volume.

Only Zhang Jiujiang, who had not entered the Dao and had not awakened the Divine Cluster,

standing on the deck outside the cabin, hearing nothing but his friends' words, was truly ignorant.

There, he explained to himself that he was still hanging out with Mr. Huaihe, the head of the nationally famous "Qingdou Academy," who was the grandfather of Zhang Jiuqing's wife.

And had not changed his allegiance.

The ship he was on was privately bought last year by Gongsun Benxiao, the eldest grandson of the second branch of the Gongsun family, a great ancient family in Longbei Qulong.

Now it was being used for public purposes.

Besides the two teachers, one male and one female, from the academy, and many sailors, escorts, servants, etc., the rest were classmates from Qingdou Academy.

This time, they rushed to the Southern Kingdom to rescue compatriots who had fallen into the hands of the Yuan Mountain Army due to the failure of the national war.

And fighting in the North, but running to the South to save people.

Ordinary people couldn't understand the logical relationship.

But Zhang Gui just rolled his eyes, connected several key points, and understood the mystery.

He laughed loudly,

"Zhang Jiujiang, oh Zhang Jiujiang, I didn't expect that you would learn to fish for fame just after becoming a scholar.

What kind of rescuing compatriots who fell into the hands of thieves? It's really said better than sung.

Isn't it just planning to spend some money to flip some Ming Song prisoners of war or commoners sold as slaves by Yuan Mountain nobles?

Then make up a story, promote it high-profile, and make a name for yourself?

Scholars love face the most."

If someone else teased him like this, no matter how good the friendship was, Zhang Jiujiang would have to blush and refute a few words.

Yet, when facing Zhang Gui, he said with a "hehehe":

"Zhang Gui, don't you dare slander my innocence for no reason.

Am I that kind of person who fishes for fame?

Even if I am, you say it so bluntly, is it enough friendship?

Not enough, right!"

Zhang Gui waved his hand and said:

"Between brothers, whether the friendship is enough doesn't depend on what is said, but on the ability to act, understand?

To tell you the truth, kid, the method you mentioned, if others do it, it's like getting on a sedan chair and then piercing the ears; the day lily is already cold, it's stupid.

As for you, I provide one-stop service, let you eat ready-made, and the method becomes brilliant."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 102 =====