Looking at Zhu Wuneng’s clear, foolish gaze, Lu Ming couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.
“Xiao Huihui, I appoint you as the Deputy Marshal to assist Zhu Wuneng in his role as Marshal Canopy and lead the Hundred Thousand Water Troops!”
Xiao Huihui’s round eyes went wide. “Great Sect Master, where are the hundred thousand water troops?”
You can trick a pig, but you can’t trick a bird!
Whoosh...
With a wave of Lu Ming’s hand, Old Turtle appeared within the secret realm.
“Old Turtle, from now on, your name is ‘Hundred Thousand Water Troops.’ Marshal Canopy Zhu Wuneng will be your commander...”
Zhu Wuneng didn’t mind, but Xiao Huihui and Old Turtle both stared with eyes wide. “...”
This is the Hundred Thousand Water Troops? Great Sect Master, doesn’t your heart ache from tricking a pig like this?
Xiao Huihui and Old Turtle looked at Lu Ming with deep resentment.
Lu Ming chose to ignore their gazes. Instead, he sent a divine sense transmission to Old Turtle.
“Old Turtle, didn’t you say you don’t like taking risks? Now I’m giving you a mission. Help me deliver Zhu Wuneng and Xiao Huihui to the Qingshan Sect in the Eastern Province... Er... if you can’t find the sect, just take them to the Xinghe Dynasty...”
Lu Ming didn’t intend to let this pig and bird, who were associated with the identity of Sun Xiaosheng, appear in the Central Province anymore for the time being.
However, keeping Zhu Wuneng and Xiao Huihui in the secret realm forever wasn’t good for their cultivation. Thus, Lu Ming planned to have Old Turtle escort them back.
“Fine!” Old Turtle replied via divine sense.
“But, Great Sect Master, can you not make me be called ‘Hundred Thousand Water Troops’?”
“No!” Lu Ming refused flatly.
His immortal spirit water had been ruined; he had to vent his frustration somehow!
Later, wearing his cloak of invisibility, Lu Ming used the teleportation array to bring Zhu Wuneng and the others to the shores of the Wuwang Sea.
“Zhu Wuneng, remember to give my regards to the Grand Elder and the others when you get back!”
Zhu Wuneng nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, Great Sect Master! I guarantee I will complete the mission!”
“Command your Hundred Thousand Water Troops well!”
Zhu Wuneng looked at Old Turtle and nodded heavily. “Rest assured, Great Sect Master! I will complete the mission!”
Soon after, Zhu Wuneng and the others boarded the Qingshan Sect custom-edition spirit boat that Wang Defa had commissioned back in the Central Province.
Clang, clang, clang... chug-chug-chug...
Looking at the spirit boat that belched black smoke and sparks all the way, Lu Ming couldn’t help but feel his face darken.
Is it impossible to fix that habit?!
With such a loud commotion, are you afraid people won’t know you’re coming?
It makes it very inconvenient to do anything sneaky!
When Big Yellow and the others found out that the immortal spirit water had been used by Zhu Wuneng to water spiritual herbs, they were also speechless. However, there was nothing they could do about it.
After all, it had already been poured!
Subsequently, the group entered a period of rest and recovery.
While Lu Ming and his group were resting, Ji Chen and his companions next door were not idle. They were holding a meeting to study their respective notebooks on how to make money.
“Alright, speak up! How can we attract people to come and kill us so we can kidnap them and demand a ransom?” Ji Chen asked, looking at his junior brothers.
“Let’s just go to the street, find someone rich, kidnap them, and make them want to kill us...”
Ji Chen’s eyes widened. “We are a righteous sect! How can we just kidnap people directly? That’s what bandit cultivators do!”
Hearing this, the others fell silent.
“Speak!” Ji Chen shouted, frowning when no one answered.
Just then, a fellow named Chen Dijia spoke up with a suggestion: “How about we follow Little Friend Zhu’s example and flaunt our wealth...”
Smack!
Ji Chen clapped his hands together. “That’s a great idea!”
The next day, Ji Chen led several of his junior brothers and swaggered into the Wanbao Pavilion, the largest merchant guild in Tiansheng City.
They sold a portion of their heavenly treasures there, earning three million mid-grade spirit stones. These were the resources they had shared from Lu Ming’s group after destroying the Desolate Soul Sect.
Ji Chen even specifically hired people to spread the word about it.
Only then did they swagger out of the Wanbao Pavilion.
Afterward, they wandered around the city, specifically buying various trinkets at stalls without haggling—the kind of behavior that screamed ‘I have money.’
They were practically broadcasting: I’m rich! I have more money than brains! Come and rob me!
“What’s gotten into the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect?”
“I have no idea!”
“Buying things like there’s no tomorrow... it’s not normal!”
“We’d better stay away. Don’t get caught up in whatever mess they’re making...”
Seeing people whispering about them, Ji Chen and the others were quite happy at first. But when they heard what was actually being said, they felt a bit depressed.
“Why aren’t they greedy? Why aren’t they thinking about robbing us...?”
Faced with Ji Chen’s question, the group spent another long while studying their little notebooks.
They discovered a serious problem.
The problem was that these people didn’t dare to rob them...
If they didn’t dare, then the plan wouldn’t work! How were they supposed to get rich?
“‘When everyone saw Zhu Wuneng receive the spirit stones, their eyes filled with greed...’” Chen Dijia pondered this sentence repeatedly.
Finally, he looked at the next part: “‘When everyone saw us standing beside Zhu Wuneng, they retracted their greedy gazes!’”
Chen Dijia’s eyes lit up. “Saint, I’ve found the reason. They’re afraid of us.”
Ji Chen’s eyes also lit up. They had become so used to how people treated them that they had forgotten about that!
“Let’s go, let’s go... time for a change of clothes!”
A moment later...
Ji Chen emerged in a new disguise, dressed as a wealthy young playboy with eight storage bags hanging from his waist. He had even suppressed his cultivation to the Golden Core stage.
He held a folding fan in his hand, and his junior brothers behind him had also changed their outfits. The swords they usually never let go of had been replaced—good heavens—with large broadswords.
Their entire look screamed: We are not from the Guiyi Sword Sect!
We have more money than brains and are easy to bully!
Sure enough, when the disguised Ji Chen and his group repeated their previous actions, it worked.
A short while later, a long string of ill-intentioned people was following them.
Discovering this, Ji Chen and the others were so excited they were trembling. Stay calm, we must stay calm...
Just like that, the disguised Ji Chen led the long trail of ill-intentioned people back to their residence.
Upon seeing the large courtyard Ji Chen and the others were staying in, those ill-intentioned fellows were even more certain that this was a big catch—rich, stupid, and weak!
Among them was Sect Master Han of the White Stone Sect. He had been sitting right next to Zhu Wuneng at the arena back then.
Later, to make it easier to protect Zhu Wuneng, Ji Chen had even swapped seats with him.
When he had seen Zhu Wuneng earn so many spirit stones, his eyes had turned red with envy.
Originally, he hadn’t planned on robbing Ji Chen and his group. But seeing the way they bought things without haggling, he was consumed by jealousy.
Furthermore, he compared them to the portraits of the Guiyi Sword Sect members and saw that these were indeed unfamiliar faces. They were likely young masters from some unknown family who hadn’t seen much of the world!
Thus, he also planned to get a taste of some night grass and fatten himself up.
Night fell!
Ji Chen’s courtyard began to get lively.
Sect Master Han was the first to arrive. He was afraid that if he were late, someone else would beat him to it!
Seeing the quiet courtyard, Sect Master Han couldn’t help but feel overjoyed. Great, I’m the first one here!
Then, he carefully broke through the small courtyard’s array.
“This array is way too weak!” Sect Master Han muttered to himself. Could it be some kind of trap?
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