latelenovela Chapter 246 Conspiracy
Chapter 246 Conspiracy
The group of Golden Core cultivators were already struggling to keep up with the calculations; asking them to guess about Nascent Soul cultivators was truly asking too much of them.
"Let's just assume he's in the mid-Nascent Soul stage. What can we possibly figure out?"
"Naturally, he attaches great importance to the person being deduced, who is very likely one of the four in that team. I suspect he is the master of the cultivator from Wanbing Valley."
"No matter who it is, when someone he cares about is in mortal danger, will he take action? I think it's highly likely he will. I've already sent a mercenary team there. As long as he shows up, there will be some clues to follow."
"I'm afraid that by then we'll already be wiped out," the Second Elder said casually, crossing his legs.
Upon hearing this, the others erupted in a frenzy and attacked him en masse. Everyone was in the same boat, except for you, Second Elder. In name, you are an elder of the Yan family, but in reality, you are an important figure in the Sunset Sect, a major sect in the north. Even if everyone here dies, you might not be able to harm a single hair on his head.
The First Elder tapped his teacup heavily, signaling these fools to be quiet. His tone was calm yet imposing as he said, "So, what are your thoughts, Second Elder?"
"Run! What brilliant idea do you have? What brilliant idea? Run! I think the north is a good place. Why don't you come home with me? I miss my family's big earthenware pot of stewed vegetables so much."
The second elder chuckled, took a bite of the spiritual fruit, and was almost ready to throw the peel at everyone's feet.
The elders' faces turned ashen. "The enemy hasn't even appeared yet and you're already planning to wipe out our entire family? You can't be this blatant in trying to exterminate someone who's already destitute."
The hot-tempered elders were about to start cursing, but the First Elder's aura suddenly surged, and the powerful pressure made it hard for them to breathe.
The venerable old man slowly raised his hand and pressed it twice. The hall fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.
His thoughts were much deeper than those of the other elders; specifically, it was because their different positions led to different ways of thinking.
For the other elders, receiving more salary and cultivating more while doing less work is something everyone wants; who doesn't love spirit stones?
The Grand Elder is different. To him, the Yan family is his own. Whatever the Yan family has, he has too. Salaries and such are meaningless. If he needs something, how could the Yan family refuse to give it to him?
Therefore, when he viewed the issue from the perspective of the family, the Second Elder's words were not presumptuous at all, but rather a very good suggestion.
Strength is strength. When these Golden Core cultivators gather together, the gap between rich and poor is not significant anywhere they go; at most, it's just a matter of local customs and traditions.
He spoke slowly: "You've reached such a high position, haven't you learned to tolerate differing opinions? You get agitated after someone says a few words? What kind of elder are you?"
Many people were dissatisfied with the Grand Elder's words, but at this juncture, they dared not speak out against him.
"Grand Steward, have your accountant immediately set aside a batch of extremely valuable shops and put them up for sale."
"Ah, Elder, are you really leaving?" Everyone looked surprised.
"No, let's test the waters. Ideally, someone should come and buy it immediately. I know my rivals very well; they've been eyeing these juicy pieces of meat for a long time. It would be best if they came to buy them."
The head steward sensed something was amiss; conversely, what if no one bought it...?
"What if no one buys it?" The hothead who spoke on behalf of the Immortal Pavilion elder asked without even thinking.
The elder's expression was grave. "That means the power to harm us is extremely high. We'll just run."
Why is nobody buying? Why buy when you can just rob someone? Who's going to argue with you when you can just ransack their property?
"Let's all get ready."
The crowd dispersed, and few paid any attention to the battle between the merfolk in Jade City.
......
Life is slipping away.
Zhong Ming experienced this firsthand.
"Matt brothers, I'm glad you're here too. It's a pity that another brother has left us." Matt and the second captain stood side by side, while Chi Tong squatted on the rooftop looking around. Only the one in Zhong Ming's arms remained, his eyes wide open in death.
Captain Matt drank a pot of spiritual spring water and rummaged through the merfolk's belongings. They were either stolen items or crudely made monster skeletons, of little value.
It's not worth my brother's life at all. I want more heads and more merman corpses to pay for this blood debt!
Zhong Ming crouched down and, together with Matt, tapped the merman's scales. After their deaths, the scales lost their vitality and spiritual nourishment, becoming much more fragile.
"Tell me, can I pluck their scales and wear them on myself, just like they do?"
"Suit yourself. My hunting will not stop. If you see anything you like, just take it."
Zhong Ming used the mother-and-child sword to pry off a scale and examined it carefully.
As long as you don't treat the other party as a human, but as a monster, your mind will suddenly become incredibly free.
What he was thinking was, 'I need to capture a mermaid and ask her what exactly the "Divine Light Flowing Armor" is. If it's the same as a demonic beast's innate ability, then if I engrave it on my scales and make armor, wouldn't I be just as powerful as them?'
He has always valued defense, and he has suffered countless injuries along the way. Although taking pills can repair many injuries, they still leave many aftereffects and hidden wounds.
If he hadn't lent all his military merit points to Yue Kaishan, he would have bought several sets of high-quality armor and worn them in layers.
Yes, similar to Xuanjing.
"Let's collect them first, and let the weapon-refining masters struggle with it later."
Matt doesn't mind inflicting the cruelest ideas on the merfolk; there's no room for easing this hatred.
After a while of recuperation, the group had basically recovered. The chaos outside gradually subsided, not because the merfolk had been defeated, but because the people outside were almost all killed.
There were no enemies within a radius of five houses.
Akame could only provide this much information.
Yue Kaishan wrapped the mechanical arm tightly with bandages, binding together all the scattered mechanical parts. Now, it looked more like a meteor hammer than an arm.
Chen Dahai looked at the arrow box with a pained expression, thinking that he should use it sparingly in the future. Perhaps there would be these standard crossbow bolts in the military warehouse.
"Are you all rested enough? Let's get ready to go. We haven't finished searching the southeast corner yet."
Suddenly, the ribbons hanging from the roof began to shake violently.
This is the alarm signal that everyone agreed upon with Akame: there is an enemy attack.
The direction it's drifting in is... um?
All directions?
"We are surrounded?"
"You could say they're surrounded by us." Matt's expression hardened, and a black wood-chopping knife appeared in his hand, the stench of blood still lingering even after being placed in his storage bag.
"Very well." Zhong Ming chuckled. "Since we're here, let's give them a proper burial."
"Who taught you your culture?"
"My master."
(The old Taoist priest, thousands of miles away, sneezed, somewhat puzzled.)