Chapter 690: Waves Rise

Style: Fantasy Author: Li JiuyiWords: 2528Update Time: 24/01/12 04:18:43
The woman looked at her leader's neurotic behavior without any change in her expression. She just frowned and asked calmly:

"What's the reason?"

Changing orders day and night and often denying herself were, to her, the daily practice of the leader of the Bone Sect, and there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Hearing this, the man laughed softly, then raised his head and rubbed his face vigorously:

“The Mengxing Cult has decided to take action.

"They made a promise that when things are done, they will hand over 30% of the city in Yehuai County to us, well, 30%!"

He immediately emphasized.

The Mengxing Sect is about to cause trouble, and they have promised to share 30% of the profits. No wonder the leader of his own sect, who is moody and has no reason to fall out, is trying to stabilize the overall situation.

The woman raised her eyebrows, looking thoughtful.

At this time, the corners of the man's mouth lifted up a little bit, and he gradually began to laugh. His laughter became louder and louder, and his movements became more exaggerated.

"Thirty percent, that's really good."

The Bone Sect believes in a powerful being that existed in ancient times. Within the sect, it is emphasized that the more deeply you believe and the more you contribute, the more power you will be granted.

Of course, there are risks.

Sometimes, if too much power is given, it may burst and die instantly.

However, since the leader found the rituals from the historical garbage dump and re-founded the Bone Sect, he has never encountered such a situation.

The White Bone Bodhisattva is powerful but also stingy. He asks for nothing from his followers and gives little... The leader of the White Bone Sect thinks.

After a while, the man stopped laughing, thought about it, and said to the woman:

"Go ahead and tell me to stop preaching recently and gather all the manpower to cooperate with the Mengxing Sect."

The woman pursed her lips and nodded without speaking.

The man continued:

"However, we must also be prepared for failure. Prepare a way out for us in advance. Once the Mengxing Sect cannot hold on, we will stop immediately and everyone will move out of Yehuai City."

He emphasized:

"You must say yes, you must explain it well, don't make a fuss when the time comes."

The woman looked calm and responded:

"good."

The man took a breath and waved his hand to the woman:

"Go ahead and get ready."

The woman nodded, turned and left. When she reached the door of the house, she couldn't help but ask:

“What happened before is really forgotten?

"Is the Yunhu matter ended in such an unclear way?"

"No." The man made his attitude clear:

"It's just a matter of delaying the action. Both the Mengxing Sect and the forces in Nanyan City will have to pay the price for this."

He stared at the woman:

"do you understand?"

"Yeah." The woman was silent for a while and sniffed.

"It's good to know."

The man looked away, suddenly laughed again, and said as assurance:

"If you are worried, you can be responsible for this matter in the future."

The woman's eyes flashed and she didn't respond. She just stood there for a few breaths before opening the door.

"Come here, please invite the two guardians to come here."

After he could no longer hear the sound of the woman's footsteps, the man's expression changed, and an indescribable majesty suddenly surged from his body.

He looked out the window and spoke slowly.

Somewhere in the yard, the shadows became lighter.

"Mengxing Sect...Yehuai City..."

The man muttered something in a low voice.





Mengxing Sect's residence.

The assistant teacher, who was shrouded in gray mist, took the initiative, looked sideways at the head of the stars where Shen Jingan was standing, and made his own voice.

"The Bone Sect has responded. They agreed to cooperate with us and act together."

Fulong closed his eyes and said without much fluctuation in his voice:

"This is all to be expected."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, he said to himself:

"With 30% of the city in the Yehuai area, as long as it is an ambitious force, it will be difficult not to be tempted."

"That is, if it were not to appease them and make them really contribute, we would not make such a promise."

In the gray mist, a subtle but clear voice came out steadily:

“Also, this is also a test.

"If 30% of the forces still can't satisfy the Bone Sect, then I really wonder if they are too greedy or have other plans."

His voice suddenly turned cold:

"If that's the case, I will destroy them first and save them from being delayed at the critical moment."

Fulong nodded slightly and then said:

"The Yunhu matter can be covered up, right?"

"Given such benefits, the Bone Sect should not pursue this 'little matter'."

The deputy leader responded simply.

When Fulong heard this, he hummed.

The deputy leader thought for a while and said in a deep voice:

“However, we cannot let down our guard against the Bone Sect, and remember to allocate some manpower to guard against them.

“What if, these guys are really bad-minded.

"Guys who believe in evil gods will either go crazy or become less human in the end."

"I know." Fulong took a breath and said without any change in his expression:

"We are not friends with them."





Three days later, at noon, Ouyang Xiuya's residence.

Seeing Ouyang Xiuya's tired face after sending the guests away, Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing a few times and sighed sincerely:

"You are now an important figure in Yehuai City.

"A lot of people know about you."

After saying this, he picked up a gift box at random and weighed it:

"You see, there are so many people giving gifts right now, and we will probably receive even more during the banquet tomorrow."

In the past two days, the news that Wu Yuanjia was about to accept a disciple had spread due to the distribution of banquet invitations.

After that, Ouyang Xiuya's small courtyard suddenly became lively and busy.

Some well-known people, or people who have some interaction with the Bai Yang School, came to present a gift. However, these people are actually just marginal figures and are not qualified to participate in tomorrow's banquet. However, because of their connections with the Bai Yang School or witchcraft Yuanjia's relationship has enough reasons to show goodwill.

As for the really important people, they will naturally wait until tomorrow when they attend the banquet before giving them congratulatory gifts.

"That's not a bad thing."

Ouyang Xiuya pursed her lips and said calmly:

"Although I don't like socializing and trouble, there are not many opportunities to obtain reasonable benefits. With these resources, my future martial arts path will be easier."

She is not pedantic at all.

"Haha, that's true."

Jiang Yan laughed a few times and then said:

"However, Wu Yuanjia does take you seriously, otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big battle."

Ouyang Xiuya sniffed, glanced sideways at the man beside her, and suddenly said:

"Maybe this means valuing you more than valuing me."

She only has some talent in making utensils, and her martial arts training is a little smoother. Her talent is above average, surpassing ordinary people, but she is not a genius.

Wu Yuanjia's attention, in Ouyang Xiuya's opinion, was more due to seeing the close relationship between her and Jiang Yan, which gave rise to the idea of ​​​​accepting a disciple, in order to increase the entanglement with Jiang Yan, a young talisman.

"Maybe." Jiang Yan heard what the other party meant, his expression did not change, but his tone became more serious:

“No matter what he values, it’s because you have these ‘things’ and others don’t, that’s enough.”

After hearing this, Ouyang Xiuya secretly squeezed her palms, lowered her head, puffed her cheeks, and her expression became vivid.

At this time, Jiang Yan asked again:

"Have you considered what I said a few days ago?"

What he was talking about was asking the other party to go to Nanyan City to avoid the undercurrent in Yehuai County at the moment.

Ouyang Xiuya's expression became helpless:

"I have to think about it."



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