The Creation of a Dao Path

Li Banfeng stared at the Calculation Cultivator before him, remaining silent for a long time.

He recalled a sentence the Carriage Driver had said to him in Medicine King Gully: "You look down on my profession and think pulling a cart is shameful, but I look down on you people who risk your lives and think your lives are cheap."

The Carriage Driver was indeed someone who didn't like to risk his life, but his cultivation level was in the clouds, while the Calculation Cultivator level of the person in front of him was on the ground.

Li Banfeng couldn't understand why the Carriage Driver would run away from an Earth Skin Cultivator only knew how to cultivate. No matter how cautious he was, he should at least have fought him!

He was convinced the Calculation Cultivator was lying. "I really want to know the whole story. I want to know why the Carriage Driver ran away?"

Calculation Cultivator, "Because I told him that if he didn't leave Yellow Earth Bridge, I would turn this land back into Old Land."

Li Banfeng lifted the brim of his hat with his right hand, revealing his eyes from the shadows, and looked at Calculation Cultivator: "Why don't you try and see if I can take your life first?"

The Calculation Cultivator, "Taking my life won't help. The people from North Bridge are waiting at the station. They have magical artifacts; they'll know immediately if I die."

Upon learning of my accident, they will immediately board a train. Once they leave the Yellow Earth Bridge area, Yellow Earth Bridge will become Old Land.

Li Banfeng said, "So what if things have changed? The Carriage Driver gave you the land, why would he care if it's Old Land or not? We're going all in anyway, why wouldn't he dare fight you?"

"It's different," Calculation Cultivator, holding up the iron certificate in his hand. "Seventh Master, you should have seen this before."

This is called Iron Certificate. There were originally two, but I only have one; the other is with the Carriage Driver.

The Carriage Driver's cart was special; it was inextricably linked to Yellow Earth Bridge, regardless of who became the Local Earth God of Yellow Earth Bridge.

As long as there is a deed on his cart, the Carriage Driver can secure a spot at Yellow Earth Bridge.

As long as the Yellow Earth Bridge doesn't turn into Old Land, the Carriage Driver's status won't decline.

But there were rules for that carriage: if the Carriage Driver returned to Yellow Earth Bridge, he had to immediately take the contract out of the carriage and bury it in the ground.

If the contract is dug up, it must be placed on the cart immediately, and the Carriage Driver must leave Yellow Earth Bridge immediately; if he is even a step too slow, his position will be lost.

Li Banfeng considered the importance that rickshaw Carriage Driver placed on their vehicles.

He never left his rickshaw because it allowed him to maintain his status.

He kept the car with him outside Yellow Earth Bridge because there was a contract inside.

He always carried a car outside Yellow Earth Bridge because he could grab the contract and run away at any time.

Was the Carriage Driver always thinking about running away?

"Even if what you're saying is true, the Carriage Driver doesn't need to rush to dig up his own contract. He can stall you for a while and wait for me to come over before we figure out a solution."

The pancake vendor nodded and said, "I've considered this as well. If both sides drag this out for too long, things might change by the time you arrive. So I have to force the Carriage Driver to leave quickly."

I've already figured out the approximate location where the Carriage Driver buried the deed. The Carriage Driver entered Yellow Earth Bridge from Xindi, and he needs to bury the deed immediately after entering Yellow Earth Bridge.

The location for burying the deed was very important; it had to be safe, hidden, and at the right depth. Based on the Carriage Driver's speed and his limited time, I calculated three locations where he could bury the deed.

I've already sent men to guard these three locations, and I've also spoken to the Carriage Driver about it in person.

If my calculations are correct, the Carriage Driver must immediately go find his contract and leave Yellow Earth Bridge; otherwise, by the time I dig it out, it will be too late for him to leave.

If I've miscalculated, then I'll just have to get the people from North Bridge on the bus immediately and see if the Carriage Driver can stay put any longer.

Li Banfeng frowned and asked, "You calculated all of this?"

Calculation Cultivator nodded and said, "I've been calculating this matter for over ten years."

It's no wonder that the planning was so meticulous after more than a decade of work.

Li Banfeng said, "This contract in your hand, did the Carriage Driver dig it up himself and give it to you? He wouldn't be that absurd, would he?"

Calculation Cultivator shook his head and said, "This isn't the piece from the Carriage Driver; this is the piece from the Mourning Star. I dug it out myself after repeated calculations."

Li Banfeng chuckled, "I really don't believe it. Since you've calculated the positions of both deeds, why don't you just dig up the Carriage Driver's deed instead of setting up this mess?"

Calculation Cultivator put the contract into his pocket and looked calmly at Li Banfeng: "Seventh Master, if I really do that, will you still let me go?"

If the Carriage Driver's status were really lost, wouldn't he fight me to the death?

My cultivation level is still at the lower levels, not yet at the higher levels, and I don't want to fight you all to the death; I can't win.

From beginning to end, my only goal was to drive the Carriage Driver away. I've calculated everything perfectly, and I won't do anything I shouldn't.

Just like when you first came to North Bridge and ate a jianbing (Chinese crepe), I didn't poison you. The probability of poison knocking you out is low, I didn't want to arouse your suspicion, and I certainly didn't want to create a lasting grudge.

I stole coal from you twice, but don't worry about it. I'll compensate you double for the coal, the truck fare, and even the profits from the business. I won't let you suffer any loss.

He's a very rational person.

Li Banfeng could find no fault with it due to its rationality.

Even so, Li Banfeng still didn't believe him.

He went to Little Qin's courtyard and brought Ma Wu out.

Calculation Cultivator exclaimed, "Seventh Master's men are all ruthless. If I had arrived a moment later, my daughter would have been slept with by Fifth Master."

Ma Wu clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I haven't yet asked how you should address me, senior?"

The Calculation Cultivator, "My surname is Qin, Qin Bulou."

The name was odd, but Ma Wu appreciated it greatly. "The old master is meticulous in his work and deserves this good name."

Li Banfeng led Ma Wu away from North Bridge.

On the way, Ma Wu remarked with some emotion, "I heard you talking outside. I think Mr. Qin is a good person, much more reliable than that Carriage Driver."

Li Banfeng did not respond, "Brother, you go back to the mine first, and be careful on the way."

Upon reaching the intersection, Li Banfeng ran towards the South Bridge and quickly found the entrance to the new site.

There is only one mountain road leading to the new land here. The Carriage Driver is Yunshang Travel Cultivator. I don't know if he really ran away, or how far he could have gone.

After chasing for over a hundred miles, Li Banfeng saw the Carriage Driver squatting on the ground, rolling a pipe and smoking it.

Li Banfeng's cheeks twitched for a moment; he hadn't expected the Carriage Driver to actually run away.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?"

The Carriage Driver didn't look up. He knew Li Qi had arrived, and feeling a little embarrassed, he said, "Well, Seventh Brother, I left in a hurry and didn't even say goodbye. The pancake vendor already told you, right? That's the situation. I really didn't have a choice."

Li Banfeng asked, "What do you mean by 'no choice'?"

The Carriage Driver took a puff of his pipe and exhaled smoke. "I'm not doing this for myself, and I'm not afraid of losing face."

I did it for Yellow Earth Bridge. I can't let Yellow Earth Bridge turn into Old Land; that's the land my master left me.

I'm so sorry to him.

Li Banfeng interrupted the Carriage Driver: "If you come back with me now, I'll take you to find that pancake vendor. I promise I won't let Yellow Earth Bridge turn into Old Land. I won't give him that chance. Do you dare to fight him?"

"Dare, of course I dare," the Carriage Driver took another puff of his cigarette, speaking with great conviction, but he didn't stand up. "But if I want to go back, I have to bury the deed. There are only a few places to bury the deed, and that pancake vendor has figured them all out. He's quite accurate. If he digs up the deed—"

Li Banfeng said, "I'll have someone watch over the contract for you, to prevent others from digging it up. Do you trust me?"

"I trust you, I can definitely trust you, but this matter needs careful consideration. The land must be protected, and the contract must be preserved. If I stay in Yellow Earth Bridge indefinitely, it won't work. So, this matter—"

Seventh Brother, don't rush, let's discuss this some more!

Li Banfeng turned and left without looking back.

Upon arriving at the North Bridge, Li Banfeng went to the pancake stall and said to Qin Bulou, "Make a pancake, roll it up with crispy fried dough sticks."

Qin Bulou quickly made the pancakes and handed them to Li Banfeng: "Seventh Master, you're back?"

Li Banfeng nodded. "Think about it, why did I come back?"

"Come back and do business with me."

"Why can't I come back and settle the score with you?"

Qin Bulou put down the shovel and said, "Actually, I'm quite worried. There's a good chance you'll come back to settle accounts with me, because you have a special personality. Many things can't be calculated according to common sense, and even if you do, they won't be accurate."

Li Banfeng finished the pancake in a few bites. "Let's find a place to talk first."

The pancake vendor led Li Banfeng back to his home, which was also Little Qin's home. Little Qin stepped forward to greet him, saying, "Are you Seventh Master?"

Li Banfeng nodded.

"I've brewed a jar of wine and would like you to pass it on to Fifth Master for me," Xiao Qin handed the wine to Li Banfeng. "Please tell Fifth Master that I don't want to bother him. I only ask that when he comes next time, he remove the root of my affection from my heart."

The most distinctive feature of the Emotion Cultivator technique is that it is difficult to identify. Li Banfeng asked Xiao Qin, "Can you distinguish the root of love?"

Xiao Qin shook her head and said, "I can't tell, but I can deduce it. I don't know Fifth Master at all, and I'm not a shameless woman. I almost gave him everything in just a few words. There must be some other method involved."

I can guard against things like sleeping potions and intoxicating powders, and I've seen many techniques of mind cultivation and literary cultivation. The only thing I can't guard against is probably the root of love.

Li Banfeng smiled without answering, then turned to Qin Bulou and said, "Yellow Earth Bridge has coal and mines. With your and your daughter's cunning, it shouldn't be difficult for you to run a business. Why did you have to come to me?"

Qin Bulou said, "Seventh Master, you know what kind of reputation Yellow Earth Bridge has. Even if we do business honestly in the future, the major Lineage will not invest their capital here. They will even try to trip us up at every turn."

"If Seventh Master refuses to help us, Yellow Earth Bridge will never have a chance to turn things around."

He was right again. Without anyone else lifting a finger, Li Banfeng was already prepared to trip him up.

"Your reputation is ruined by your own actions, and you have no one else to blame but yourselves."

Little Qin said from the side, "Seventh Master, if we don't do this, Yellow Earth Bridge will be finished."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Bulou said to Li Banfeng, "Seventh Master just said that my father and I are scheming. We'll just take it as a Seventh Master and accept it."

I desire the position of Local Earth God, solely for the purpose of ascending to the heavens. Since you harbor such ambitions, please explain.

Why don't I go to the new land and get the status of Local Earth God?

The Local Earth God of the new land have long since departed from the mortal realm, making it easier to scheme against them. So why should I waste my time fighting with the Mourning Star and the rickshaw Carriage Driver at Yellow Earth Bridge? These two are far more powerful than the Cloud Above First Layer.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Is it so that you can absorb the popularity of the Proper Land people after you advance to the Cloud Realm?"

Qin Bulou shook his head and said, "Seventh Master, when the Mourning Star, Yellow Earth Bridge was already nearly deserted. Even places teeming with Strange Monsters creatures weren't necessarily less popular than this place."

Not only is this place unpopular, but its luck has also been Mourning Star. If I were to consider things for myself, I would never choose this place, even if I had to choose a hundred times.

But we've lived in Yellow Earth Bridge for generations; this is our home. I want to drive away this Mourning Star.

Unable to win by direct confrontation, they could only intensify their efforts to cause the Yellow Earth Bridge to decline, until it was close to the Old Land, forcing the Mourning Star to leave.

Li Banfeng looked at the father and daughter and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Qin Bulou said, "The people who stayed behind at North Bridge are all native Yellow Earth Bridge people. If Seventh Master doesn't believe me, he can verify them one by one. No matter how convincing a lie is, it will inevitably have flaws after being told by many people."

I am willing to sign the contract, but if there is even a single falsehood, I am willing to accept punishment.

"A contract is definitely necessary," Li Banfeng said, pulling out the Contract Paper. "I can manage the land in Yellow Earth Bridge, but the profits from the business must be at my disposal."

Qin Bulou nodded and said, "Of course, I just ask that Seventh Master leave us locals with a bowl of rice to eat."

"Don't worry about that, I won't let you suffer any losses, but besides that, you also have to promise me three things."

The first and most important thing is...

The Inner State has always wanted a Proper Land, and now that the Carriage Driver is gone, the Inner State may very well take advantage of the situation. Yellow Earth Bridge is part of Pro State's territory and can never be handed over to the Inner State.

Upon hearing this, Qin Bulou said, "Seventh Master, to be honest, my cultivation level has long been at the Tenth Layer. If I want to advance, I can simply leave my physical body and go to the Inner State."

But my knees are too stiff to bend. As long as I live, I will never bow down to the Inner State!

After Qi Shu wrote this down, Li Banfeng continued, "The second thing is that you were able to send all these people from North Bridge to the station and even get them Travel Permit, which proves that you have some connections with the Guanfangshi (Guanfang Envoy)."

Running a business inevitably involves dealings with Outer State, but when it comes to important matters, one must distinguish between domestic and foreign interests.

Qin Bulou nodded and said, "North Bridge has its own rules, which I will ask Seventh Master to review later. All dealings with the Guanfang Hall are conducted in accordance with these rules. If there are any improprieties, please point them out to Seventh Master."

Li Banfeng said, "The third thing is that I must know about your new Daoist sect."

Qin Bulou, while Xiao Qin kept biting her lip, she didn't expect Li Banfeng to be able to guess that her father was creating a new Daoist sect.

Li Banfeng knew this matter was putting them in a difficult position, but if both sides wanted to cooperate, this issue needed to be clarified. "The new Daoist sect is your creation, and it also concerns cultivation. Logically speaking, I shouldn't be asking."

But this door you've created is too strange. If we develop a rift in the future, I'm afraid I'll suffer greatly. I must take some precautions in advance.

Qin Bulou silent for a long time before finally telling the truth, "I am indeed creating a Daoist sect. The most important thing about this sect is that it is the thing I have done the most since I started cultivating."

Li Banfeng thought for a moment, "You are Calculation Cultivator, so the thing you do most is naturally calculation."

Qin Bulou asked, "Is the purpose of arithmetic to make mistakes or to make correct ones?"

That's a good question.

"The purpose of arithmetic is, of course, to calculate correctly."

Qin Bulou a bitter smile, "But the thing I've done most in my life is make mistakes. I might get a problem wrong ten times and still not get it right once."

Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment, but this situation was actually normal.

When he was in school, he also struggled with solving problems. It was indeed not easy to solve a problem correctly, and it was very normal to make mistakes and have to start over.

Someone like Qin Bulou, who solves advanced problems, is definitely more likely to make a mistake.

Qin Bulou sighed, "Calculation Cultivator this Daoist path is truly not easy. I've spent my entire life tormenting myself with mathematics."

From the very basics of mathematics, I've made constant mistakes, and even now at this age, I still make errors when solving difficult problems.

Making mistakes is a constant companion. In ordinary times, it's one thing to make a mistake, but when it comes to life-or-death situations, one wrong calculation can be fatal. Sometimes, you can even wake up from a nightmare in fear.

Later I thought, it's hard to get it right, but it's much easier to get it wrong, so why don't I focus on getting it wrong?

It sounds absurd, but I actually did it. I deliberately calculated it wrong to see what the consequences would be, and what kind of changes would occur if I compounded my mistakes.

Intentionally making a mistake is like mocking mathematics, which goes against the Daoist school, but it's quite fun to do!

As time went by, his Calculation Cultivator didn't improve, but his cultivation level in the other area did take some shape.

"Stop!" Li Banfeng said, reaching out his hand. "Even if you miscalculate, you can still Calculation Cultivator level?"

"Sure!" Qin Bulou proudly. "Seventh Master, when you first shipped the goods, you found the rails were broken. Didn't you ever wonder why the repaired rails would break again?"

Li Banfeng recalled that he hadn't thought much about it at the time, "The old railway has been abandoned for many years, it's been repaired and broken, broken and repaired, isn't that reasonable?"

Qin Bulou said, "Most mistakes are within reason. You think they are reasonable, and the railway workers also think they are reasonable. There is less and less protection against mistakes, and my new sect has more and more opportunities."

The rail broke not because I tampered with it afterward, but because the workers were negligent during repairs. It worked fine when tested with an empty car, but when a train loaded with coal passed by, the rail couldn't bear the weight and broke on the spot.

After the train derailed, everyone panicked and rushed to find help, leaving no one to guard the site. This compounded their mistake. While everyone was dealing with the tracks, I seized the opportunity to steal the coal.

The second shipment followed the same method: the workers under Seventh Master made another mistake while repairing the train. They were used to making mistakes and didn't take any precautions. The train experienced numerous breakdowns along the way, but they rushed to repair and depart without considering the reasons behind them.

I took advantage of this opportunity to steal the carriages and the coal.

Li Banfeng reviewed the entire process again and asked, "Inducing mistakes, and then compounding those mistakes—are these your two techniques?"

Qin Bulou his head. "The Daoist school is not yet fully formed, so it cannot be called a technique; it can only be considered a means. I call this Daoist school a Mis-cultivation."

Mis-cultivation.

This is the chaotic repair that Li Banfeng had previously envisioned.

What was the key to Qin Bulou creating this door?

Is it his talent?

Is it his wisdom?

Perhaps neither is true.

He chose the things he knew best, hated most, and understood most deeply as a means of cultivation, and became deeply obsessed with them. Perhaps this is the key to creating a new Daoist school.

"But how did you use your techniques on us? We shouldn't have had any contact before the first shipment. You couldn't have figured out the formation and cast a spell, could you?"

Qin Bulou his head and said, "There was still contact, but Seventh Master overlooked the fact that your workers need to eat. In Yellow Earth Bridge, the only place that can operate normally is North Bridge. All the ingredients are bought from me, so the trick was in the ingredients."

"You poisoned the food?"

"It wasn't poisoning; the ingredients were all high-quality. But there were some unseen methods involved. For example, this jar of pickled vegetables—the amount of coarse salt, the amount of fine salt, and the number of days it was pickled were all carefully considered."

After eating the pickles in this jar, people are prone to making mistakes, especially frequent and subtle ones. And after making a mistake, their anger can lead them to compound it.

Li Banfeng examined the pickled vegetable jar carefully and asked, "You used a similar method in your pancakes, didn't you? The Carriage Driver ate three or four in a row. If it were poison, he would definitely be able to tell, but he has never encountered this Mis-cultivation before."

Qin Bulou smiled and said, "Seventh Master is right. The Carriage Driver did fall for my trick, but his cultivation level is too high, so he wasn't greatly affected."

Why do you resort to such methods with food?

"When I was young, I was a cook and I wanted to be a Food Cultivator. I saved up some money and went to Peddler to buy medicine powder. That day, the Peddler had drunk a few too many cups and his hand slipped, so he took the Calculation Cultivator powder instead. Poor me, a cook, I ended up doing abacus work my whole life."

How could Peddler make such a mistake?

Did he intentionally try to give the Calculation Cultivator powder to Qin Bulou?

Was he intentionally trying to give the powder to the right person?

Qin Bulou's words still need to be verified. If what he said is true, he is indeed a suitable partner.

Li Banfeng reviewed the rules governing interactions between North Bridge and the Guanfang Hall, made some minor modifications, and incorporated them into the contract.

He spent the whole day at North Bridge, visiting and investigating, and finally made a contract with Qin Bulou.

Two days later, Qin Bulou personally led a group of people to inspect a Small Train carrying twenty carts of coal to the foot of the mountain.

"Fifth Master, this is the first batch of coal. There are three more batches to go, which will be delivered in a few days."

Ma Wu smiled and said, "The sentiment is what matters. There's no need to fuss over the details. Today, I'll treat you to a simple meal on the mountain. Tomorrow, I'll pay you a visit to settle things for Little Qin and then let you taste the culinary skills of Elder Qin."

Qin Bulou smiled and said, "Fifth Master is too kind, I will respectfully accept your offer."

Ma Wu felt completely at ease talking to Qin Bulou.

During the meal, Qin Bulou seeing Li Qi, asked, "Is Seventh Master still at Yellow Earth Bridge?"

Ma Wu said, "It seems they went to town to relieve their boredom."

Where could Qin Bulou find a way to relieve his boredom at Yellow Earth Bridge? He couldn't think of anything.

Li Banfeng was indeed in town; he was in an abandoned hotel, fighting with Chu Shaoqiang.

Chu Shaoqiang flicked his gray coat, sending out a Shuttle Dart. Li Banfeng dodged the dense, relentless Shuttle Dart, leaving no gaps and giving him no chance to get close.

Li Banfeng used his Intent Travels a Thousand Mountains technique to change Chu Shaoqiang's environment, turning the floor beneath his feet into a steel cable.

Chu Shaoqiang lost his footing on the steel cable, Li Banfeng jumped onto the cable, swung his sickle, and killed him.

"Seventh Director, what a fantastic showdown!" the projector exclaimed.

Li Banfeng sat next to the projector without saying a word.

The image of Chu Shaoqiang just now was created by a projector, and the two sides were conducting an exercise under certain rules.

The exercise will definitely result in Li Banfeng's victory, but if it were to enter actual combat, the situation would be quite different.

Chu Shaoqiang rarely used Shuttle Dart in actual combat. The weapons he could use were all kinds of strange and varied, and could not be dealt with by simply dodging.

Moreover, Li Banfeng's bringing of this steel cable might not have a serious impact on Chu Shaoqiang. In actual combat, Chu Shaoqiang would most likely stand firmly on the steel cable and fight Li Banfeng calmly and unhurriedly.

Instead of using steel cables, can we move something else over?

The reason Li Banfeng was able to move the steel cable was because he had been staring at it outside the window for a long time. During the battle, there was no time to think or prepare, so the environment Li Banfeng could move to was very limited.

Given their current strength, even if Chu Shaoqiang Li Banfeng Chu Shaoqiang is carrying orders from Inner State, and he needs to find a Proper Land for Inner State. Li Banfeng was genuinely worried that Chu Shaoqiang would come to Yellow Earth Bridge because his previous warning to Qin Bulou was not a threat.

Why did the Peddler let him go in the first place?

Why give him a piece of pancreas?

After a short break, Li Banfeng asked the projector, "What's your secret to turning imagined things into reality?"

"The trick is to carefully depict every external detail. I can only depict the external aspects. The internal aspects need to be polished more in the script."

Inner...

Li Banfeng is very familiar with his Wife's inner self. Could he try to bring his Wife over during the battle?

However, this violates the principles of technique. The Intent Travels a Thousand Mountains is to change the combat environment, not to invite external assistance. Even if Li Banfeng brings out his Wife, she will only be a decoration and cannot exert combat power.

The concept of "inner" or "inner" seems quite enlightening.

Li Banfeng stood up and said, "Let's try again."

The projector created an image of Chu Shaoqiang. Li Banfeng's original tactic was to directly recreate the combat environment of his Portable Abode.

He is very familiar with Portable Abode, so moving out shouldn't be too difficult.

But what's the point of moving it out?

Is Portable Abode a dangerous place for the enemy?

It is indeed very dangerous.

The dangers of Portable Abode mainly come from the Wife and her family, as well as the increase in one's own combat power within the dwelling, and have nothing to do with the basic environment of the room.

Moving the Portable Abode out seems like an unfeasible tactic. The only tactics we can think of right now are mountain streams, cliffs, and swamps, which are good locations for the Travel Cultivator to take advantage of.

Li Banfeng was still changing tactics when Chu Shaoqiang made the first move.

He stretched out his hands, and his gloves slipped off, transforming into a pair of giant hands over two meters tall, which he slapped at Li Banfeng from the left and right.

Li Banfeng did not dodge, because he knew that Chu Shaoqiang would definitely have a backup plan.

With a sickle on the left and Tang Blade on the right, they held the two gloves in place, preventing them from getting close to Li Banfeng.

Chu Shaoqiang walked out from between the two gloves, untied his bow tie, and casually placed it in mid-air.

The bow tie twirled and folded in the air, transforming into a black butterfly with dust between its wings, before fluttering towards Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng took off his top hat, caught the black butterfly, and with a gentle wave, as if performing a magic trick, the butterfly immediately disappeared.

Chu Shaoqiang clapped his hands slightly. "Good job."

The projector said, "Seventh Director, this is—"

Li Banfeng pressed down on his palm, indicating that the projector didn't need to be nervous.

This wasn't an image created by a projector; the real Chu Shaoqiang suddenly appeared.

Why did Chu Shaoqiang come to Yellow Earth Bridge? How did he find me so easily? Did he just arrive or had he already laid an ambush?

A series of questions swirled in his mind. The answers to these questions would determine whether he could escape unscathed from the inn and then, with Qin Bulou and his group, find a way to defend Yellow Earth Bridge.

The two stared at each other for a moment. Chu Shaoqiang coughed, wiped the rose-scented foam from his lips, and said to Li Banfeng, "Don't be nervous. I'm not here to cause trouble."

I have some news for you. The Inner State will be sending people to Yellow Earth Bridge in the next few days. Given your current strength, my advice is to leave immediately and not get involved in this conflict.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "You came to deliver a letter to me? When did we become such good friends?"

Chu Shaoqiang had already prepared an excuse. "My daughter likes you very much, and I also want to help you get married. Consider this the beginning of our reconciliation."

When he said the word "marriage," his breath hitched up a bit, and Chu Shaoqiang exhaled a colorful soap bubble.

Li Banfeng seemed to understand the purpose of that Imported Soap: "Since we're already here, why don't you tell me which expert Inner State is sending to Yellow Earth Bridge, so I can make preparations in advance?"

Chu Shaoqiang said, "Your senior in the Daoist sect Lu Dongliang."

"Who?" Li Banfeng asked again.

"Lu Dongliang, the former head of the Lu Family."

Call!

Li Banfeng remained expressionless, only his nose twitched slightly.

P. S.: Sometimes it's really hard to force yourself to hold back a laugh.