Three Heroes of Iron Sheep

The goods were loaded onto ten large trucks.

The carts are pulled by Donkey Head Maggot, a unique feature of New Territories.

The Donkey Head Maggot, each three meters long, lay on the ground, about 1.5 to 1.6 meters tall. When the Carriage Driver shouted, the Donkey Head Maggot squealed and dragged the goods forward, wriggling rapidly.

Ma Wu rode Yanzi at the front of the procession, with Aqin beside him.

Li Banfeng brought up the rear in his car, followed by Xian Xian and Qiao Cui.

As the team set off, Zuo Wugang stood on the Land Block, feeling uneasy.

Escorting a caravan is called "pulling the sling" in slang, and this is one of the duties of the escort.

There was a problem with the new land. Logically, in this situation, the Big Support action personally, but for some reason, Ma Wu didn't use Zuo Wugang this time.

Back in the cabin, Zuo Wugang went straight to sleep. Cao Zhida and Zhen Jincheng had nothing to do, so they asked the cook to prepare two dishes and drank alone in silence.

"Old Cao, we are still outsiders. We risk our lives for Fifth Master, but Fifth Master still doesn't trust us."

"If we're talking about who's been good to us, it has to be Seventh Master. He's the Seventh Master who brought us in back then, and I'll always remember that kindness."

"But Seventh Master and Fifth Master are true brothers. We are outsiders after all. If Fifth Master really turns against us one day, Seventh Master can't side with us."

The two brothers sighed and drank for more than two hours until they were completely drunk, and then they both fell asleep.

He slept for most of the day when a subordinate rushed into the house, shouting, "Brother Cao, Brother Zhen, some men have entered the area and burned down our warehouse!"

Zhen Jincheng and Cao Zhida woke up and rushed to the warehouse to check. Before they even got there, a man with a smile walked over.

"You two are going to rescue the warehouse, right? Don't go. Those are Ma Wu's goods, not yours. It's not worth risking your lives."

Zhen Jincheng squinted and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Cao Zhida gritted his teeth and said, "Is there even a need to ask? It was this bastard who started the fire!"

The two men drew their weapons, ready to fight, when the man pressed his palm down and said, "Gentlemen, I'm doing this for your own good. Ma Wu treats you like outsiders; he's not worth your risking your lives. Don't you agree?"

"What kind of bullshit logic is this..." Cao Zhida said, but then suddenly realized that what the other person said made a lot of sense.

Zhen Jincheng's cultivation level was slightly higher than Cao Zhida's. He rubbed his forehead and looked at the man. "You are De..."

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease; honest advice is unpleasant to the ear but is beneficial to conduct. My words may not be pleasant to hear, but I truly care about you all."

Gentlemen, whatever we do, we must put ourselves in others' shoes.

If Ma Wu truly treated you like brothers, we brothers would go through fire and water for you without hesitation. But don't you know how Ma Wu has treated you?

Zhen Jincheng shook his head, still protesting. "This is our duty..."

"What's this talk about 'duty'? Isn't it just about making money and getting by? As long as you have food to eat, alcohol to drink, and girls to play with, that's what proper duty is."

"If you lose your life, what else can you do? You'll be reincarnated, that's the end of your life, what's the point of talking about fulfilling your duties?"

Cao Zhida and Zhen Jincheng spent their entire lives working as support staff.

There were indeed complaints, but they never did anything against their duty.

But today was a special case. The two of them returned to their room, packed their bags, observed the situation, and then decided on their next move.

If nothing major happens locally, they'll go out and shout a few times to show that they've also contributed.

If something serious happens in their territory, they will flee immediately to ensure they are not implicated.

Why would two well-known figures do such a thing?

Because they encountered the Five Levels of Virtue Cultivation, which lowered their moral standards!

The first to third levels of moral cultivation are adept at crushing others from a moral high ground. This technique is called "Seeing Virtue, Think of Equaling It," which sets a moral standard for the opponent and makes them fall into self-restraint.

Those at the fourth to sixth levels of virtue cultivation have another method: they can lower the other person's moral bottom line. This technique is called Estrangement and Loss of Virtue.

Those who fall victim to this technique will forget all moral constraints and engage in the most selfish behavior.

This Dexiu shouted orders all the way, and when he saw any of Ma Wu's men resisting, he persuaded them all to go back. If they encountered hunters, he would have a different story to tell:

"Grab it! Grab it now! Ma Wu isn't here, and people have broken in. His territory is going to be finished. If a fire starts soon, it'll all burn down!"

If you don't grab it now, what are you waiting for? Do you think you can do business with Ma Wu in the future?

Ma Wu is gone. Ma Wu won't live that long. Hurry and grab it! Whoever gets it first keeps it. Whoever is slow loses.

The hunters' moral standards were also lowered to the bare minimum. They started robbing, stealing goods, money, and even their fellow hunters, turning the entire Land Block into chaos.

As he walked, this fifth-level virtuous cultivator encountered Little Chuanzi.

Little Chuanzi carried a steam engine on his back, the boiler was burning brightly, and the chimney was billowing smoke. Chuanzi was holding a steam pipe in his hand, ready to fight to the death!

De Xiu advised, "Young brother, don't be reckless, don't act impulsively, listen to my advice."

You're just a worker. The employer pays you, you do the work, you owe the employer nothing, and there's no reason for you to risk your life for them.

Little Chuanzi shouted, "Fifth Master has been kind to me!"

Dexiu laughed loudly, "Young man, the fact that you can say that shows you're still young. You work hard to earn money to eat, what debt do you owe him?"

"Fifth Master treats me differently!"

"What's the difference? It's all bullshit, hahaha..."

Snap!

A sticky mess went into Dexiu's mouth.

De Xiu laughed loudly, his mouth wide open. He had originally planned to completely destroy Chuanzi's moral bottom line through a series of mocking remarks.

Unexpectedly, Little Genzi gave him a spoonful of food, which directly destroyed his dietary bottom line.

Dexiu spat a dozen times, then turned to look at Little Genzi who had suddenly appeared on the roof, and roared, "You little brat, are you tired of living?"

Little Genzi, holding a spoon, said sternly, "How can you talk like that? I gave you a bite to eat, and you're swearing at me?"

Zuo Wugang stood next to Little Genzi, looking down at the Dexiu, and laughed, "That's why I say he's a wicked man."

Dexiu looked up and said, "Hey, isn't this Big Support? The boss doesn't even want you to do the pulling, and you're still here shamelessly working yourself to the bone?"

Zuo Wugang looked at Little Genzi and said, "His Wang Qi. He used to be a smooth talker on Iron Sheep Mountain. Not only was he immoral, but he also had a foul mouth."

"Genzi, give him another spoonful later to get rid of that taste in his mouth."

Genzi was still there, so he scooped up a spoonful for him. A figure flew towards Genzi from behind.

Zuo Wugang raised his foot and kicked the man. The man crossed his arms to protect his chest, somersaulted, and stood next to Wang Qi.

Zuo Wugang laughed and said, "This man is called Yu Dacheng. He's from the same gang (mountain stronghold) as Wang Qi. He's a physical cultivator. Look at his appearance, jumping around like a toad."

A fifth-level body cultivator and a fifth-level virtue cultivator stood before Zuo Wugang showed no fear. "Aren't you the Three Heroes? Where's that Mouth Cultivator, Du Shuping? Let him come along; I'll take care of him both at once to save trouble!"

Wang Qi, a fifth-level virtuous cultivator, said, "To outnumber the few is an unfair victory for us. I am a man of martial ethics..."

Zuo Wugang laughed, "Genzi, feed him another bite later. I'm telling you, Lao Wang, if Du Shuping doesn't come out, I'm going to take action!"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Wugang had already reached Wang Qi.

Wang Qi was a virtuous cultivator, but he was still one level below Zuo Wugang in cultivation, so he was definitely no match for Zuo Wugang. Yu Dacheng, a body cultivator, jumped up and headbutted Zuo Wugang in the chest.

"After all these years, this one move of yours, the Toad Skill, is still the only thing that works!" Zuo Wugang kicked Yu Dacheng in the head, sending Yu Dacheng flying back.

He stepped forward and kicked again, making Yu Dacheng's back tingle with dread, like a toad, and then he bumped into Zuo Wugang.

These bumps are hard, sharp, and poisonous.

Zuo Wugang still didn't dodge, and even kicked him.

In the hands of a martial arts practitioner, everything can be a weapon.

The shoes on his feet were weapons, incredibly sturdy weapons.

He was confident he could kick Yu Dacheng to death without giving Yu Dacheng a chance to fight back; that's the power of a martial arts practitioner.

After kicking Yu Dacheng several times, someone suddenly shouted, "Treading Through Iron Shoes, Finding Nowhere!"

Zuo Wugang laughed and said, "Du Shuping, you've arrived. Your trick won't work on me."

Sizzle!

Zuo Wugang could finish speaking, his leather shoe suddenly shattered, scattering pieces all over the ground.

Du Shuping's trick worked; Treading Through Iron Shoes, Finding Nowhere, Zuo Wugang's shoes were indeed broken.

Zuo Wugang was poisoned when a toad's bump got stuck on his foot.

Zuo Wugang tiptoed back two steps, looked at Du Shuping who had just appeared, and asked in astonishment, "You're on the sixth floor?"

Du Shuping laughed and said, "Lao Zuo, you didn't expect this, did you? We brothers have suffered quite a few losses at your hands. It's time for us to settle this score."

Zuo Wugang gritted his teeth and nodded, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, all of you come at me together."

"Master Zuo has spoken, let's grant his request!" Du Shuping called to his two brothers, "Come on, let's send Master Zuo on his way."

Du Shuping is at the sixth level of the literary cultivation realm, and his strength is comparable to Zuo Wugang's.

The remaining two, one at the fifth level of virtue cultivation and the other at the fifth level of body cultivation, would soon be able to take Zuo Wugang's life under their combined attack.

Forget about experience and tactics; they're all seasoned veterans, and none of them are lacking in skill.

Zuo Wugang knew he was going to fail here, but he didn't back down.

They may be bad at making decisions, but they're never afraid to risk their lives!

Zuo Wugang has been a scaffolder his whole life. He has made mistakes and embarrassed himself, but he has never lost his duty.

He tore off a piece of cloth, tied it tightly around his calves, straightened his back, and said to the three men, "Come on, all of you!"

Just as the three were about to step forward, they suddenly heard someone shout from the rooftop, "Lao Zuo, well done! I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

Upon hearing the voice, Zuo Wugang looked up and said, "Seventh Master?"

Why is Li Qi back?

Didn't he go with Fifth Master to escort the goods?

Li Banfeng did indeed return; to be precise, he never left.

To everyone else, Li Banfeng was a man wearing a top hat and sporting a long beard, with the brim pulled down so low that his face was almost invisible.

It's easier if you can't see the face, because Li Banfeng isn't very good at drawing faces.

He drew a mannequin and had it escort the goods for him.

No one knew about this except Ma Wu; it wasn't even explicitly mentioned to Ma Wu.

On the chessboard, Li Banfeng moved his horse, indicating that the Ma Wu should move first.

He didn't leave the car, indicating that he wanted to stay at home.

The horse moves, the chariot stays—that's tactical!

The reason he couldn't say it outright was because Li Banfeng didn't know where the mole was, and he was afraid of leaking the information.

He didn't even dare to stay in the house, fearing he would be discovered by the mole. He spent most of his time in his Portable Abode, coming out every half hour to check the situation.

He had just come out when he ran into the three bandits from Iron Sheep Mountain.

Li Banfeng looked at the three people and said, "I am a man of martial ethics. I did not ambush you."

But I see you've been fighting for so long, and you've used up a lot of your energy.

"It would be unfair for me to strike now. To be fair, I'll cut myself first!"

Du Shuping was stunned.

Is this person crazy?

He looked at Dexiu Wang Qi and asked, "Did you use any techniques on him?"

Wang Qi shook his head and said, "He didn't use any techniques; I didn't even notice him just now..."

Li Banfeng took out a knife, cut his palm, and let the blood flow onto the ground.

"Look closely, everyone, I'm injured too!"

Du Shuping, a scholar on the sixth floor, was the first to react. "He's a landlord, run!"

The three of them took off running and ran all the way to the edge of the Land Block.

A curtain of water was lowered, and the Land Block had been sealed off.

The landlord sheds blood, and the invaders will suffer the punishment of the Local Earth God.

Body cultivator Yu Dacheng gritted his teeth and rushed out. As soon as he hit the water curtain, he was instantly turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

The water curtain was stained slightly red, which terrified Du Shuping and Wang Qi.

Shui Yongquan whispered in Li Banfeng's ear, "Do you want to live or die?"

"They need to be alive. I need to find out who sent them."

"Okay, if it was sent by those pioneers, let me know too. I need to talk to Qiu Daxiang about this."

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of water droplets burst forth from the water curtain, hitting Du Shuping and Wang Qi.

Each drop of water passed right through them, turning them into sieves.

PS: We at Ban Feng talk about martial ethics, and we can also cultivate virtue.