Blood Capital

Both the sickle and the Wife came from Feng's General Store, so it's true that they're from the same place.

Huff~ Huff~

The record player slowly said, "I didn't notice you when you were in the general store; you probably didn't have any spiritual awareness then."

The sickle replied, "I don't know what you mean by spirituality, but I remember you, and I still remember the songs you sang back then."

Li Banfeng was taken aback and asked his Wife, "So, she developed a spirit while she was in the general store?"

The record player was silent for a moment before saying, "Hey, Little Slave lord, I wouldn't dare say I'm knowledgeable, but my eyesight is pretty good."

Little Slave 've seen many strange things in Feng's General Store before. If this sickle truly possessed a spirit, Little Slave couldn't possibly not know it.

That sickle might have remembered some things back then, but that could only be considered as having a bit of Spiritual Qi. There are too many things in this world that possess Spiritual Qi.

Exquisite Work Method imbues things with Spiritual Qi, as does natural artistry.

The paintings by high-level Painting Cultivator possess a unique Spiritual Qi, and even the film reels recorded by our projector seem to carry that Spiritual Qi.

Things with Spiritual Qi possess memories, but Spiritual Qi is far removed from spirituality. This scythe only recently acquired spirituality, and I, the Little Slave, cannot fathom its origin.

"My Wife, you just said she was Self-Born Spirit. What exactly is Self-Born Spirit?"

"Self-Born Spirit is an object with its own Spiritual Qi. It receives nourishment from the spiritual energy of the outside world, thus developing its own spirituality."

Under normal circumstances, Self-Born Spirit are extremely rare, and for Spiritual Qi object to encounter external spirituality depends on a matter of chance.

Even if one encounters such a creature by chance, if its spirituality doesn't match the nature of its Spiritual Qi, it not only won't become Self-Born Spirit, but may also transform into Devil Creature due to spiritual conflict.

Li Banfeng listened very attentively. When his Wife was teaching him, her tone and demeanor always made Li Banfeng heart tremble.

The Wife continued, "But in the mansions of House Cultivator, Self-Born Spirit are not so rare. Many House Cultivator Home Spirit are actually created by the mansions using the spiritual energy of the earth."

But our house has no foundation, so it shouldn't harbor Home Spirit. Therefore, my lord, please pull out the paintbrush first, let Little Slave catch my breath.

Li Banfeng closed the back cabinet of the record player and sat down seriously next to it.

The record player played a slow tempo, gently singing, "Since it didn't originate from the house, where does this spirituality come from?"

The sickle hovered around Li Banfeng, seemingly somewhat uncomfortable. "Li Lang, could you please stop talking to her about these things, about things that concern me? I don't want to hear it."

I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know why.

He can say some things, but he doesn't speak very clearly.

This is consistent with the characteristics of Self-Born Spirit.

But the record player was still worried. What if the spirit's origin was unknown and it might threaten Li Banfeng's life?

Let's put away this sickle first and then examine it carefully?

The record player then thought about it again and realized that doing so was inappropriate.

This sickle is the weapon that my husband is used to. If it really has Self-Born Spirit, it is a rare treasure. If we interrogate her severely, it may corrupt her mind and cause her harm to my husband in the future.

Let's test her again.

"Sickle Girl, since we're family, we should eat together. I'll just give you that man's flesh and blood."

Sickle glanced at the Shadow Play puppeteer.

In the main room of the Portable Abode, upon seeing flesh and blood, all the magical artifacts had a desire to consume them, and the scythe was no exception.

The record player encouraged, "Eat it, girl, it's good stuff. Everyone in this room knows it's good stuff."

The scythe flew to the side of the corpse and made a cut in the flesh.

The Shadow Play trembled, the sickle made several cuts, he wanted to eat, but didn't know how to start.

She examined the record player very carefully, a characteristic of Self-Born Spirit; there were some techniques she hadn't yet learned.

Is it possible that she is cunning and deliberately putting on an act?

After careful consideration, the phonograph player said to Li Banfeng, "Husband, take this sickle with you. Teach her some manners in ordinary times, and tell her not to act rashly when she shouldn't. Teach her some more skills when we're fighting."

Keeping Self-Born Spirit by one's master's side is the best way to cultivate temperament.

In terms of combat strength, Li Banfeng was not worried. Judging from today's performance, Sickle's combat experience was quite good.

The record player gently tapped the gourd with its stylus. "Girl, you've seen more of the world, so put in more effort to teach me how to use this sickle, teach me step by step."

Hulu knew in his heart that he didn't need to be taught how to fight; this sickle had a natural talent for it.

The record player was meant to make her more prepared, so that she could take action against the sickle if necessary.

Li Banfeng looked at the peeled skin and said to Zhong Bai, "We need to make something good, and we'll need your help in many areas."

The pendulum was clever; it understood Li Banfeng's meaning and found some scraps of cloth and waste paper to stuff into the leather bag.

The record player said, "Hey, my lord, is he going to use the Golden House Hides Beauty's technique? With his looks, he can't be made into a beauty no matter what he does, and the things he makes won't have any combat power."

This is the difficulty of the art of Golden House Hides Beauty: whether it is painting or sculpture, the more beautiful the finished product, the stronger its combat power.

Li Banfeng's skills were lacking, which made the art of keeping Golden House Hides Beauty the skill Li Banfeng was least proficient in.

Besides, the Shadow Play puppeteer is really not good-looking. No matter how good his skills are, he can't be considered handsome.

Fortunately, Li Banfeng didn't expect him to be a fighter; being able to exchange a few words was enough. After all, Li Banfeng was a seventh-level House Cultivator, so achieving this shouldn't be difficult for him.

After working for more than an hour, Li Banfeng left Portable Abode and quickly ran back to Black Stone Slope.

Luo ZhengNan was extremely anxious, but seeing that Li Banfeng was safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.

"Seventh Master, it's all my fault. I didn't think things through. You can punish me however you like!"

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "This is not your fault. Jiang Xiang Gang was too prepared beforehand."

I'll go to their headquarters in a bit and lure them all out. Could you do me a favor and save all the children?

Late at night, a fortune teller was still at his stall at the alley entrance when he saw the Shadow Play driver approaching from afar. He lowered his voice and asked, "Old Mei, where's the cart?"

The Shadow Play replied, "The deal's done, everything's settled."

"Where is the Hall Master?"

"Wait at the large granary, there Six Warehouses Five Storages. Tell all our brothers to bring the children with them."

"Go together?" The fortune teller was quite surprised.

"This is the Hall Master's order."

What about the Travel Permit?

"This is none of our business."

The Shadow Play offered no explanation, and the fortune teller, not daring to hesitate, quickly returned to his altar.

Before long, two men came to the gang and asked the Shadow Play, "Is the Hall Master really sending all the brothers? Are the brothers from each branch going too? Shouldn't at least two stay behind to watch over things?"

The Shadow Play shook his head and said, "I don't know. What kind of status do I have? The Hall Master only gave me one instruction, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions."

No one dared to delay and quickly went to gather manpower. Fortunately, the Black Stone Hall didn't have many people to begin with.

The Shadow Play said, "I brought back five today. I'll take them to the warehouse first."

After saying that, the Shadow Play left. He was following the rules, so no one suspected anything.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Banfeng brought the body back to Portable Abode and sprinkled some blood on it again.

This is the limitation of the technique of Golden House Hides Beauty; one must shed blood in the house to maintain its spirituality.

A group of Jiang Xiang Gang's disciples gathered the children they had previously abducted together, tied their hands and feet, blindfolded them, gagged them, stuffed them into a carriage, and sent them all to the granary.

When they arrived at the gate of the Six Warehouses Five Storages, the Shadow Play was standing at the entrance, gesturing for them to hurry inside.

Jiang Xiang Gang's men lifted the child from the carriage to unload it, Shadow Play shook his head. "Put him at the door first, and wait for the Hall Master's instructions."

Everyone went into the warehouse together. The Shadow Play and Luo ZhengNan closed the warehouse door and locked it with bolts and locks.

The Shadow Play has stopped moving; its spirit has been exhausted, and its mission is complete.

Luo ZhengNan waited at the door for a moment and saw blood flowing out from the crack in the door.

The blood is eye-catching.

He found some soil, spread a layer under the door crack to cover the blood, then drove off, handed the children over to his friend, and sent them home one by one.

By the time Luo ZhengNan returned to the warehouse, Li Banfeng had already taken care of everything. All the people from the Black Stone Hall had been sent away, and not even a single corpse remained.

There were still some bloodstains left in the warehouse. Luo ZhengNan said, "Seventh Master, you don't need to worry about this. I'll find someone to handle it."

"Hurry up and pack your things. We need to leave Black Stone Slope as soon as possible. I've heard that the Guanfang Envoy here has just been replaced, and this new guy has quite a temper. I reckon something big is going to happen in the next day or two."

Li Banfeng had already made preparations. "Go to the Train Station immediately and return to Green Water City tonight."

Luo ZhengNan said, "Seventh Master, if you don't leave, I absolutely won't leave."

"You have to go, there's something important to do," Li Banfeng said, handing Luo ZhengNan a roll of film. "Give this roll of film to Ma Wu, make sure you hand it to him personally, and don't let anyone see it."

Tell him that only he can see this film, and he'll know what to do afterward.

Luo ZhengNan put away the film and hurried to Green Water City.

Li Banfeng boarded a Small Train, sat by the window, and looked at the scenery along the street.

Passing by a ship's dock in Jiang Xiang Gang, the dock was pitch black, and it seemed that everyone had left, but Li Banfeng was not sure if there were any survivors.

As he Guanfang Hall, Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat.

He knew the Guanfang Hall would definitely take action, and he wanted to see how much the Guanfang Envoy would spare for Jiang Xiang Gang.

P. S.: Blood capital means capital made of blood.