klisemfg Chapter 204 Nangong Chunshui's Secret Deal
Chapter 204 Nangong Chunshui's Secret Deal
"This unrivaled Dachun Kung Fu is a divine skill that countless martial artists dream of but cannot obtain. Do you really want to remove it?"
The light in the secret room was dim, and one could vaguely see the white hair of Old Master Tang who was speaking and the smoking pipe.
"Me~"
Nangong Chunshui struggled lightly, and the ropes around her body broke one by one.
He found a random chair and pulled it over to sit opposite Old Master Tang. He sighed first and then continued:
"I've been trapped in this eternal life for too long! I watched my loved ones die in front of me, but I was powerless to do anything..."
"Even if I could live forever, what's the point? I've been reincarnated four different times every thirty years. I'm tired!"
Old Master Tang tapped his pipe lightly, sending sparks flying everywhere.
"Then what good will it do me if I help you?"
Nangong Chunshui picked up a handful of white hair and said to herself:
"You don't want to get any advantage from me, do you? Of course... you can also choose not to help me!"
"But if you don't help me, I will go help your sworn enemy, the Lei Family Fort. Anyway, I have a disciple who happens to be a disciple of the Lei Family Fort, and I like him very much!
Help those younger disciples improve their cultivation realm, and then let Leijiabao seize the position of leader of the martial arts world in one fell swoop, Old Master Tang, what do you think?"
Nangong Chunshui's words seemed light-hearted, but they actually made Old Master Tang break out in a layer of cold sweat on his back!
The Tang Clan and the Lei Family Fortress have been enemies for over a hundred years. If, as Nangong Chunshui said, the strength of the Lei Family Fortress is greatly improved, the Tang Clan will definitely suffer in the future!
"Ahem... Let's talk it over, let's talk it over!"
Old Master Tang kept coughing, not knowing whether he was choked by the smoke or frightened by Nangong Chunshui.
Nangong Chunshui saw that his words had taken effect, and he stopped threatening Old Master Tang and said softly:
"How about this? I won't let you waste your energy. When I disperse my power, you can let the younger generation of the Tang Sect you like come up and watch..."
"Then all my power will leak out, and it will naturally fall on them."
"With my cultivation level at the Divine Wandering Profound Realm, I think I can at least help those newcomers in your sect break through!"
"Old Man Tang, what do you think?"
These words surprised Old Master Tang again.
If the power of the Divine Wandering Realm is leaked to others, how can it be a simple breakthrough?
Logically speaking, it should be called a transformation from a cocoon into a butterfly!
"Really?" Old Master Tang asked with trembling yellow-brown pupils.
Nangong Chunshui looked relaxed: "Seriously!"
……
Qiandong City, Boyue Mountain Training Ground.
Four newly built warehouses sprang up, filled with mountains of silver.
Baili Luochen came from the city in full military uniform, riding a fire dragon horse.
After sending away the censor Hu Bufei who came to investigate the Marquis of Zhenxi for arbitrarily mobilizing troops and plundering tax silver without reason, Baili Luochen felt relieved.
This is not because Hu Bufei is biased towards himself and does not seriously investigate any evidence of guilt.
He completely saw through the true intention of the current emperor Xiao Chongjing - no matter whether you are plotting treason or not, there will only be one result in the end!
That means he will be just like Ye Yu, with power falling into the wrong hands and his family destroyed!
Baili Luochen dismounted, handed the reins of the Fire Dragon Colt to the guard beside him, and personally checked the four full silver vaults one by one.
Baili Chengfeng naturally followed behind his father, waiting for his orders.
"Feng'er, how many people did you send to guard the treasury?"
Hearing Baili Luochen's question, Baili Chengfeng clasped his fists and said:
"Five thousand infantry, two thousand cavalry, and one thousand archers!"
Baili Luochen whipped his horsewhip:
"Not enough. Tianqi City is probably already mobilizing troops to transport this tax silver back to Qiandong City!"
"Twice the amount, and the generals and captains will all be drawn from the three hundred officers. If there are not enough soldiers, we can fill them from the main camp!"
"Bing, Ji, Meng, and Zizhou have a total of 120,000 soldiers and horses. Now you and I are about to leave Qiandong and go to each state to command the troops. These four silver vaults are four hot potatoes!"
"No matter what, we have to keep a close eye on it. Over 200,000 soldiers are relying on it!"
Baili Chengfeng followed behind him and responded, "I'll do it right away!"
Baili Luochen paused in thought:
"Besides the secret letter he stole from the Shadow Sect last time, has Dong Yicheng sent any news recently?"
Baili Chengfeng shook his head:
"I haven't received any recently. Since the emperor has sent the imperial censor to investigate, he knows our current situation. Sending more spies would be unnecessary."
Baili Luochen looked towards the northeast and sighed softly:
"I'm not worried about any of that. It's just that Dongjun hasn't written home, and I don't know where he's traveling with Mr. Li now!"
"I'll be worried about him once the war starts!"
Baili Chengfeng knew that his father doted on Dongjun, his only grandson, the most, so he could only speak to comfort him:
"Father, don't worry. Even if we go against the imperial court, the emperor won't take action against Dongjun easily!"
"After all, besides Mr. Li, Dongjun also has his cousin by his side. I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can surpass these two people."
Baili Luochen nodded gently upon hearing this: "I just miss Dongjun a little, it's okay, go and pass on my order and send more troops to guard the treasury!"
……
In the middle of Shu, Tangmen.
Early the next morning, Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun were woken up by a pot of wine.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
"Zhao'er! Xiao Baili!"
"The sun is already blazing down on your butts, why aren't you two getting up yet? The poison testing competition is about to begin!"
He stood in front of the two people's door, holding a pot of warm wine and a wine gourd, and slammed the door panel with a deafening noise.
"Uncle...it's only the morning of the 11th, why are you so anxious..."
"Uncle, let me sleep for another half hour, just half an hour!"
The sleepy voices of two teenagers could be heard from inside the room, which was unacceptable to Wenhujiu.
"Okay, okay! You don't want to get up, huh? I'll let you two little bastards stay in bed..."
He muttered something while warming the pot of wine, pulled out an ice-blue medicine bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, and scratched the window paper...
He exerted his inner strength, and blue smoke rose from the medicine bottle, which penetrated through the hole in the window paper.
After a moment, Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun opened the door.
One eye is as big as a copper bell...
A man with hair standing up like antennas...
"Hahahaha...Zhao'er, your Bingning Fushen Pills are really effective. I didn't expect that even you can't resist them..."
Wen Hujiu looked at the two juniors in front of him and laughed so hard that he fell over.
Wen Yanzhao: "This stuff isn't poison...it's a refresher, so of course it works on me! Idiot uncle!"
Baili Dongjun: "Family, who understands! This is the third time I've been fooled by this lousy thing..."
……
An hour later, Wen Yanzhao, his cousin and two uncles walked through the long corridor together.
When we arrived at the Poison Scale Courtyard where the poison tasting conference was being held, we saw more and more people coming into the courtyard.
"The Poison God Cult, the Cloud Withered Sect, the Immortal Sect... well, the Withered Bone Cult, they're all here this year..."
Wen Hujiu glanced back and forth among the people from the sects who were dressed in various colors, and kept introducing them to Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun.
It was not until a group of charming and beautiful women holding swords passed by that Wen Hujiu's face suddenly changed, and he pulled up Wen Yanzhao's cloak to cover his face.
"Uncle, uncle? Are these beautiful girls also from a sect that uses poison?"
Baili Dongjun's eyes followed the group of women as he asked Wenhu wine.
After not getting a response from Wenhujiu for a long time, Baili Dongjun turned around and saw that Wenhujiu was hiding behind Wen Yanzhao and didn't dare to make a sound.
"Xiao Baili, shut up~"
Wen Hujiu made faces at Baili Dongjun, which made Wen Yanzhao and Wen Buping laugh.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Do you have a grudge against those people?"
Baili Dongjun asked, blinking his big eyes with clear black and white.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in dark cloth and with a gentle temperament walked up from behind Wen Hujiu.
He raised his hand and patted the man on the back:
"Old Poison, you're here early!"
……