The brackets after the "Guanxu Skill slowly blurred, then quickly became clear, transforming into the Fourth Revolution Core Formation".
Sitting on the Prayer Mat in the courtyard, he only felt that there was more blood and qi gathering in his dantian, nothing more.
Clearly, the fourth revolution is far from reaching a qualitative change.
Immediately, he calmed down his somewhat impatient mind and sat cross-legged to continue his meditation.
His original purpose in coming to Wushan Prefecture was singular.
That means constantly improving yourself. Accumulate Attribute Points to become powerful enough to be absolutely safe.
The world is so oppressive, and after experiencing so much, he has accumulated a lot of pent-up anger in his heart.
The Attribute Panel was his trump card for his eventual rise to power.
The fact that he had previously broken through his innate physique and entered the Ninth Grade made Zhang Rongfang believe that as long as he continued to accumulate attributes, he could continue to climb higher.
Sooner or later, whether it's Statue, Secret Teaching, or the dangerous and unknown Ling Ting, it will all come to pass.
He can destroy everything that stands in his way with his own strength!
So as long as he completely controls the assassins and as long as the Double Eagle don't cause him any trouble, everything else can continue as usual.
***Outside the city wall of Wushan Prefecture City, on the Wujiang, late at night, a two-story boat, with lanterns lit, slowly docked at the Dock.
First Squad Black-Clad Man quickly carried bodies wrapped in black cloth and placed them in the entrance below the deck of the ship.
Near the Dock, two men dressed in blue, wearing tall hats and white vests, coldly watched the ships loading cargo.
Is that all?
One of them complained.
"Your standards are too high. You won't accept anyone who isn't a virgin, or anyone whose looks or figure are lacking. We even had to capture several Spirit Person to reach the required number. It's already been very difficult for us."
Opposite the two men in blue robes, Xiang Ling, dressed in a low-cut pink dress, held a round fan to cover her chest and responded softly.
"If it weren't for the recent arrival of a new batch of family members of officials convicted of confiscation of property, this shipment wouldn't have been complete," Xiang Ling explained.
"I don't care about that. You made a good promise back then, and now that you have our support, don't try to go back on your word," the taller man in blue said coldly.
"You don't want Qing Jiao to get involved personally, do you?"
Upon hearing the name Qing Jiao, Xiang Ling frowned.
"The conditions remain the same, but you only specify the quantity. Can't those few with higher quality be used to offset more of the quantity?"
"We are at a critical juncture now. We only have two years left, and the higher-ups are pressing us hard. If the supply is insufficient, they will definitely blame us."
"You can explain it to me now, but what am I supposed to explain to the higher-ups later? Why don't you go see Lord Qing Jiao yourself?" the man in the blue-robed outfit said discontentedly.
"Hmph, didn't your Golden Wing Tower just get a new Spirit Envoy? With Spirit Envoy backing you up, won't you be bolder in your actions? Can't you touch those things you didn't dare to touch before?" another person couldn't help but sneer from the side.
"The Spirit Envoy's nameplate is naturally very useful. We all came here with the Spirit Envoy's nameplate. When other forces heard that we had Spirit Envoy, they all gave us a lot of face," Xiang Ling said with a smile.
Even the worst Spirit Grade expert in the Golden Wing Tower is still Ninth Grade Master.
This has transformed the Golden Wing Tower, which was originally just a minor force in Wu Mountain, into a highly valued entity for many organizations and forces.
"Hmph, if only I had applied for a part-time job at the Golden Wing Tower back then, just like you." The man in blue said with a hint of regret.
"It's not something just anyone can do, even if I seem happy. But when I'm lonely, I cry in the middle of the night, and there's no one to comfort me~~~" Xiang Ling giggled.
Suddenly, more than ten agile figures rushed from the Wujiang in the distance.
"This is it! Kill!!"
The person at the very front of the group, upon seeing the ship transferring people, immediately roared.
"Kill them first, then save them!" another person shouted.
The group of people were all masked and had black headscarves tied around their heads.
They charged into the crowd like tigers among sheep, easily killing the heavily wounded Black-Clad Man were transporting the goods with a single move.
Furthermore, the different people's moves were chaotic and seemed to belong to different schools.
"There's an expert! Make your move!"
The two men in blue robes guarding the area immediately turned cold, drew their swords, and rushed forward to fight.
Xiang Ling quietly retreated, intending to leave with a few of her men.
However, they were stopped by a man and a woman wielding short swords.
"Kidnapping and human trafficking, she deserves to die! Kill her!"
The veiled woman flicked her hand, and her short sword left solemn and chilling sword marks.
With two swift movements, it cleaved straight into Xiang Ling's chest and abdomen.
Ta-da!
With a few light taps of her fan, Xiang Ling accurately deflected the short sword, producing a metallic clang.
Her movements were incredibly fast. With the Golden Roc Secret Record unfolded, she forced the woman into a perilous situation in just a few flashes.
If this woman hadn't been so skilled, with so few weaknesses, and so cautious in her attacks, she would probably have been defeated very quickly.
The man beside him couldn't keep up at all, and his attempts to help were always a beat too late.
Although the two were at a disadvantage for a time, the rest of the Sea Dragon and Golden Wing Tower people were no match for this group of masked men.
Soon, women who had boarded the boat were brought back down and rescued by another First Squad newly arrived people.
Ah!!
Suddenly, a scream rang out.
Just as Xiang Ling gained the upper hand, she recognized the voice and hurriedly looked over.
But one of Sea Dragon's two leaders had already been stabbed through the chest and was lying on the ground.
"How dare you! Do you know who we are?!" Xiang Ling sensed something was wrong and hurriedly shouted angrily.
"No matter who you are, you will die today!" The Masked Person who killed the leader of the Sea Dragon drew his short sword and looked in their direction.
"My Golden Wing Tower has Spirit Envoy stationed at Wu Mountain. You should think carefully before you make a move!"
Spirit Envoy?! The group was all taken aback.
Before they came, they had all learned about the situation of Sea Dragon and Golden Wing Tower.
I know that the Spirit Envoy is at least Ninth Grade Master.
Previously, the Golden Wing Tower of Wushan Prefecture was just a small force, relying on selling intelligence to support its system.
But now that the Spirit Envoy has arrived, the nature of the situation is different.
"Stop them!" Xiang Ling took the opportunity to retreat quickly, ordering the guards behind her to step forward and block them.
She quickly used her movement technique and ran off into the distance in the blink of an eye.
The other masked men wanted to give chase, but were stopped by the man who had killed the head of the Sea Dragon.
"Don't pursue a cornered enemy! Saving lives is the priority!"
"But!" A woman stamped her foot, as if to say something.
"Golden Wing Tower has Ninth Grade official in charge, as well as Double Eagle and many skilled subordinates. If you chase after them, are you just going to your death with so few people?!" the man said coldly.
"To bring down this evil organization, we must plan carefully. Sea Dragon Qing Jiao and Golden Wing Tower Spirit Envoy are our biggest obstacles to saving people. We are probably no match for them on our own."
"If the encirclement fails, it could become a major disaster. Therefore, we must find outside help!" the leader explained in a deep voice.
By this time, most of the other members of the Sea Dragon had been dealt with, and the remaining ones scattered and fled in panic.
The dozen or so people quickly began rescuing the women on the boat.
Someone accidentally rolled a woman to the ground, and the black cloth rolled off.
The woman inside was completely naked.
The man exclaimed in surprise and quickly stepped forward to cover the person up again.
"These damn bastards! How are my sister and the others supposed to live after this?!" A masked man slammed his fist on the gunwale.
Their bodies were stripped naked; who knows if they were actually humiliated?
Even in a world as open as Great Ling, such an experience is tantamount to ruining the chastity of many women.
"Hurry up!" The leader was equally furious. He quickly found his only daughter among the group of women.
Seeing his only daughter's blank stare, clearly drugged, he felt an overwhelming grief.
"Sea Dragon, Golden Wing Tower!! I will make you pay for your crimes in blood sooner or later!!"
*** Zen Heart Literary Society.
Eight willow branches, a three-part clear pond, and a bronze statue of the Joyful Bodhisattva enshrined on Supreme Ultimate Incense Burner.
As soon as Zhang Rongfang entered, he sensed that the Zen Heart Literary Society was somewhat strange.
The interior design of this three-courtyard house is a blend of Buddhist and Daoist styles, yet it still exudes a strange and discordant feel.
Especially the Joyful Bodhisattva.
Holding Jade Pestle in one hand and a lotus flower in the other, she possesses a beautiful figure and dignified appearance.
Despite being a dignified bronze statue of a Bodhisattva, it evokes a hazy, alluring sense of vitality.
In the courtyard, seven or eight people stood scattered about, each holding a book and reading intently, pacing back and forth with unusual concentration.
What struck Zhang Rongfang as odd was that most of these people were women.
"As people often say, 'Life is short and joy is fleeting, yet one would rather cherish a thousand pieces of gold than a smile.' This Zen Heart Literary Society encourages everyone to study Daoist and Buddhist scriptures, to understand their true nature through enlightenment, to comprehend the true meaning of life's joys and sorrows, and thus to experience the joy of that moment of enlightenment."
Dai Yan introduced it softly from the side.
"Actually, I didn't tell you before, but I'm also one of them."
He smiled.
"Often, when there seems to be no hope in life, the only thing we can do is adjust ourselves."
"There is some truth to that," Zhang Rongfang nodded. "But I personally believe that hope is not something that comes from waiting, but something that must be created."
"Not everyone has the talent and gifts of Brother Rong Fang," Dai Yan shook her head.
Having followed Suda Heqi for so long, he has seen through many things.
However, to avoid speaking too frankly with someone I don't know well, I can't say it outright now.
Dai Yan led him through the courtyard and along the side corridor to the second courtyard.
The second courtyard is slightly smaller, about 200 square meters in size.
Dai Yan led him to the door of a side room on the left.
A disc-shaped symbol was drawn on the black gate, upon which a strange lotus flower made of fingers was slowly blooming.
Through the crack in the door, Zhang Rongfang could faintly smell a strange fragrance wafting from inside.
The fragrance is similar to sandalwood, but not quite; it refreshes the mind and slightly accelerates the flow of blood and energy.
It seems to be some kind of incense that can make people more excited.
Dai Yan stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.
"Miss Gong, I've brought someone here who is seeking knowledge. Is this a convenient time for you?" There was an inexplicable respect in his tone.
There was a moment of silence inside the door, followed by a steady, gentle voice.
"Please come in, the door is unlocked."
Dai Yan's breathing became slightly rapid, and even with her back to Zhang Rongfang, her ears were still visible as being flushed and red.
"I won't go in. Miss Yin, who teaches you the Locked Script, is inside. If you have any questions, just talk to her directly."
A hint of struggle flashed in Dai Yan's eyes, but she still hurriedly patted Zhang Rongfang's shoulder, turned around, and quickly left.
Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly. Now that the Double Eagle of Wu Mountain were no longer under his direct control, the power-sharing system of the Golden Wing Tower prevented him from interfering in the power grab.
Therefore, it was impossible to mobilize the Zheng Lou members to obtain intelligence.
Otherwise, one could easily obtain all the information about Gong Shuyin before coming here.
He originally thought this person was just an ordinary scholar.
But judging from the various unusual things that happened after she entered, this Gong Shuyin is probably not as simple as she thought.
He was right at the door, yet he couldn't even hear that there was someone else inside the room.