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Chapter 641
Lu Piao stood amid the kneeling Qingcheng disciples, chest heaving, knuckles still slick with another man’s blood. The courtyard reeked of sweat, crushed stone, and defeat.“Lu Piao,” Alex called, his voice low but carrying clearly across the silent yard.Lu Piao turned, eyes bright with the same feral satisfaction that had fueled every punch. “Boss! You see what I did to the Qingcheng sect? Damn, they’re so lame. Even the virtual fighter is stronger than all of them combined—and every single one has more openings than a broken sieve.”Alex glared at him. “Had enough boasting?”Lu Piao quickly bowed, the grin never leaving his face. “What is it, young sect leader?”“Did you watch how I welcomed them?”Lu Piao’s grin widened. “Every second of it.”“Good. Starting now, it’s your job.” Alex stepped closer, close enough that only the two of them could hear.“Any newcomer sect that walks through those gates thinking they can swallow us whole—you do exactly what I just did. Same rules. One
Chapter 640
The mountain wind carried the first distant thunder of hooves and sword-song across the shattered gates of Wudang.One hundred and fifty Qingcheng disciples swept into the courtyard like a storm front, white robes snapping, blades gleaming under the midday sun.Their formation was flawless—arrogance wrapped in martial precision.They had heard the whispers for three long centuries: Wudang was dying—ravaged by the second-rate Yin Yang Sect’s merciless onslaught. Its walls fractured and fell, its legendary name reduced to ridicule among the righteous sects.A first-rate power like Qingcheng could swallow them whole and still have room for dessert.They reined in hard. Dust billowed around them.Every eye took in the half-collapsed outer wall, the great gate hanging drunkenly from a single hinge, the weeds pushing through cracked flagstones. A low murmur rippled through their ranks.“Wudang was so pathetic. Already on its knees.”High on the cracked steps of the main hall, Alex waited al
Chapter 639
The citizens of Qingshui erupted.A stout housewife, her apron still dusted with flour from the morning’s baking, snatched up her best embroidered tablecloth and hurled it high like a battle flag. She stormed straight toward the nearest Qingcheng disciple, moving with the raw fury of an angry lioness.“We spent all morning polishing that silver!” she screamed, her voice cracking with pure, unfiltered rage. “Do you have any idea how long it took to make it look tempting enough?”Fat merchants dropped to their knees in the dusty street, clutching desperately at the disciples’ robes. “Please,” one begged, voice trembling, “just go away. Don’t ruin my business.”“Old man,” one disciple replied, struggling to keep his tone steady, “we’re here to protect your business from being robbed.”A silk trader wailed in despair. “Heroes, please! We finally had robbers—real ones! Go away! Let them rob us!”“Last time we got robbed, my wife got a new dress. What do heroes even bring? Moral lectures?”
Chapter 638
High above on the roof of Bai Mansion, Alex watched the scene unfold through Mother Ai’s eyes. The blue interface tallied each new infraction in real time—two hundred and fourteen already, and the sun had barely cleared the eastern hills. A thin smile touched his lips.“Record everything,” he said softly.Mother Ai’s voice answered inside his head, calm and precise. “All visual and audio evidence logged, City Lord. The swarm is ready.”In the shadowed storage rooms beneath the mansion, thousands of sleek black drones stirred to life once more, silent as death itself. They rose on whisper-quiet wings and slipped out into the bright morning air, invisible against the sky.Down in the streets the bandits laughed louder now, drunk on easy fortune. Black Wolf slung a heavy sack of silver over his shoulder and grinned at the sky.“Boys,&r
Chapter 637
The sects moved like men who had tasted gold in their dreams and refused to wake. Greed had lit the fire, but caution kept it banked.In the torch-lit halls of the many Sect, elders hunched over maps of Wudang Mountain while disciples sharpened blades and counted supply wagons.They argued in low voices about alliances, supply lines, and the exact hour they would strike. Letters flew between mountain peaks on swift hawks.Every elder made certain his own courtyard was secure, his concubines guarded, his treasury locked before any man dared the long road.They were not fools. They had lived long enough to know that the strong ruled the Jianghu only until someone stronger waited around the next bend.That makes it a slow move for any sect to try attacking the Wudang Sect in Qingshui City.The bandits were different animals.Word of the empty city reached the hills by dusk. No soldiers. No patrols. Just fat merchants and soft civilians left unguarded. The chieftains did not waste time on
Chapter 636
When night came, Alex dragged Zhuge Liang over for dinner.He was deep in thought.If he meant to keep the promise he had made—five years to drag Wudang from the shadows and plant its banner at the very top of the Jianghu—he would need more disciplined blades. He would need an army. Real soldiers.People who would bleed and die for Wudang without hesitation, without question.Slaves were the fastest way. Once taken, they could not protest. Even if they protested, they would die. They had no human rights. They were a deadly machine in the making.In the Jianghu, the strong ruled. Defeat them, and the laws of heaven and earth itself bound them as slaves to the victor. No contracts. No oaths. Just raw, unbreakable submission.Every enemy they crushed became another sword in Wudang’s hand. Every rival lured here and broken became another brick in the foundation he was building.He needed more enemies.A great deal more.Last time, he had moved all the prisoners from Qingshui City to the W
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Reader Comments
just same circus... it's time Lancasters knew the identity of Alex
Lancasters really can’t comprehend they’re million percent stupid
The story is boring
The person who is your family's saviour is clown to you? Ungrateful souls.
not interesting at all, circling back to the same place.
very ugly story............