After disguising himself, Wang Hao arrived in Xiangyang City. He first found a reputable escort agency and delivered the two snake eggs, sealed in a large box, to the Fuwei Escort Agency in Fuzhou. Only then did he go to a restaurant to eat and drink to his heart's content.
Along with the letter sent to Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Zhennan will naturally transport it to Peach Blossom Island.
Are you gentlemen acquainted with me, Mr. Gu?
Wang Hao, who was eating and drinking heartily, frowned slightly and turned to look at a few people at a table to the side who kept secretly glancing at him. Judging from the weapons they had placed aside, they should all be martial arts practitioners.
Moreover, the other party's gaze always carried a sense of malice, clearly indicating that they had ill intentions.
"Young master's surname is Gu?"
The group of martial arts figures scrutinized Wang Hao's face again, finding his handsome appearance quite different from their target. They then bowed apologetically, saying, "We apologize, Young Master Gu. We only glanced at you because your figure resembled an old acquaintance. We are truly sorry."
"Oh? There's actually a handsome man who looks just like me, with a face as fair as jade and a face as handsome as Pan An! Can you tell me who he is? I really want to meet him!"
Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat, but he put on a narcissistic and surprised expression.
Several martial arts figures couldn't help but twitch their faces; they had never seen such a shameless person before!
Who praises themselves like that these days?
You may be handsome, but you can't be this narcissistic!
"My build is similar to yours, but my appearance is nowhere near as handsome as Young Master Gu's. Excuse me!"
Several martial arts practitioners, unable to continue eating and having nearly finished their meal, clasped their hands in a respectful bow, paid the bill, and left.
"It seems the incident from over half a year ago caused quite a stir!"
Watching the departing figures of the martial arts figures, Wang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, roughly understanding what had happened.
He had long anticipated that the account book given by Yang Jingzhong would cause considerable losses to the Confucian School, and that they would inevitably be resented and hunted down afterward.
My decision to spend the last six months in the mountains was partly driven by a desire to avoid trouble.
After all, the power of Confucian School is too terrifying. Even with the Thousand Faces Divine Technique, he is not foolproof. Disappearing is the safest option.
However, more than half a year has passed, and the turmoil of that incident has not stopped. As soon as he entered the city, he was targeted by several martial arts figures.
It seems I'm quite a celebrity in the martial arts world now!
"Unfortunately, the Thousand Faces Divine Technique, which Complete Integration mastery, has limited modification capabilities; at most, it can suppress the body by one foot."
Looking down at his body, Wang Hao sighed, feeling somewhat troubled.
The first level of Entering the Hall and Inner Chamber the Thousand Faces Divine Technique is the ability to manipulate joint gaps and some cartilage, and to subtly alter one's body shape and facial features through the circulation of energy.
The Thousand Faces Divine Technique, Complete Integration a higher level, goes a step further, allowing control over the internal organs to evade enemy attacks.
Even at this stage, he can only make minor changes to his body shape. Previously, due to cultivating the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art, his height had increased dramatically, reaching a height of ten feet. Even when he fully utilizes the Thousand Faces Divine Technique, he can only shrink his height to nine feet.
Only a few people in this world can grow to nine feet tall, which is very eye-catching. No wonder they were targeted by those martial arts figures.
Fortunately, he had managed to create a handsome face resembling Gu Tianle's, and after entering the city, he bought some rouge and powder to further enhance his features, which prevented the other party from recognizing him; otherwise, a major battle would have been inevitable.
Wang Hao wasn't afraid of fighting, but revealing his identity would be troublesome. Who knew if a few old monsters from the Confucian School would jump out and hunt him down?
Most importantly, now that he has become a celebrity in the martial arts world, Dongfang Bai must know about it. If she comes after him personally, it will be even more troublesome.
You should know that in the first month of my cultivation in the mountains, the system informed me that the girl had broken through to the Acquired Grandmaster Realm, and that she had broken through by using external skills, generating Innate Qi from the outside in.
This type of cultivator possesses extremely powerful combat strength; if they were truly targeted, they would likely find it difficult to even escape given their own abilities.
Therefore, this disguise is necessary.
After a satisfying meal, Wang Hao packed up some food and drinks, then found a horse-drawn carriage and had the driver take him north.
When they left Xiangyang City and arrived at a dense forest, Wang Hao got out of the carriage, took down the packaged food and wine, and sent the driver back.
Although the coachman didn't understand Wang Hao's actions, he didn't ask any further questions and went straight back to Xiangyang City.
After all, this customer was quite generous, offering a tael of silver directly, and all that was needed was to deliver it ten miles outside the city. He could earn a tael of silver in half an Tokiomi, and such a good deal was rare.
After making sure the driver was far away, Wang Hao picked up the large bamboo basket containing the wine and food and walked into the nearby dense forest. A moment later, a Big Dog, about eight feet tall, ran out from the depths of the forest and circled around Wang Hao affectionately, its eyes fixed on the basket containing the wine and food.
This was Wangcai, who had come down from the mountain with Wang Hao.
Wang Hao had a good meal himself, so naturally he wanted to bring some back for this guy too.
He took the food and wine from the basket and placed it on the ground, letting Wangcai eat by himself. Wang Hao, meanwhile, sat on a rock with the jar of fine wine in his hand, pondering where to go next.
In Xiangyang, he inquired about a lot of news from various aspects over the past six months. As he expected, the incident he had caused more than half a year ago had a huge impact, and even some ordinary people had heard about it.
It is said that at the time, as many as 10,000 officials were beheaded, and countless others were implicated, imprisoned, or exiled. Naturally, the Confucian School would not let go of such a key figure as him, who suffered such great losses.
What's even stranger is that there's a bizarre rumor circulating in the martial arts world that the Five Mountains Sword Sect had already learned that the traitor Yang Jingzhong was going to flee to the grasslands and joined forces to hunt him down. Unfortunately, Wang Hao thwarted their plan, allowing Yang Jingzhong to escape into the hands of a foreign tribe on the grasslands.
When Wang Hao first heard this rumor, he was so angry he almost spat out blood. Without a doubt, this bizarre rumor was definitely related to that hypocrite Yue Buqun, and the Five Mountains Sword Sect might even have been involved, at least playing a role in fueling the flames.
Although Wang Hao was angry about Yue Buqun and even the Five Mountains Sword Sect, he didn't take it to heart. After all, that was just a minor problem. The real big problem was the Confucian School.
Yang Jingzhong once said that the Confucian School school was divided into eight major factions with a strict structure. The core members all had high-level martial arts skills, and only the peripheral members were sent out to serve as officials in the imperial court.
Therefore, even if all the officials in the imperial court were executed, it would only cause some financial pain for Confucian School, but it would not damage its foundation.
Therefore, the case from more than half a year ago did not cause much damage to the Confucian School; on the contrary, it angered them, leading to a nationwide manhunt for him.
"No, I still have to go back to Beijing."
After much deliberation, Wang Hao finally decided to go to the capital.
Although the Nine Revolutions of Samsara Technique granted him ten times the potential, making him truly Invincible among his peers, it was also a constraint.
If he cannot cultivate that tenfold potential to perfection, that is, raise his Bloodline Power to one hundred points, he will not be able to break through to the next realm.
However, External Training Golden Bell Shield and the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art Upper Chapter. Although he could still improve due to the tenfold potential, he had no clue what to do at the moment.
The only solution now is to seek advice from a senior figure, Elder Chu he considers a very qualified elder.
"It would be best to see if we could establish connections with the Eastern Depot or even the Da Ming Dynasty's imperial family to obtain temporary protection. Once I reach the Grandmaster Realm, there will be nothing to fear."
Having made up his mind, Wang Hao saw that Wangcai had already finished eating all the dishes, so he immediately set off.
To avoid revealing his whereabouts as much as possible, Wang Hao mostly traveled through mountainous forests. Although he took many detours, he still managed to reach the capital city ten days later.
He hired a carriage outside the capital to take him into the city.
Sitting in the carriage, his tall stature didn't stand out much, and coupled with his handsome appearance after the disguise, the soldiers guarding the city gate didn't notice anything unusual, and he entered the capital smoothly.
"The organization's Earthly Dao entrance is such a rip-off!"
I endured the stench and entered the outhouse of a restaurant, lifting the floorboards to access the passage below.
As a major assassin organization, Blood Robe Tower not only has its official headquarters but also a vast underground network that extends to almost every part of the capital.
This was all told to him by Zhao Fengxue after confirming that he would inherit the Blood Wind Hall, and this place is one of the entrances.
Just as Wang Hao was about to return to the capital at the end of the year, Zhao Fengxue received the gang's financial summary for the past two years today.
Last year I was busy dealing with Wang Hao's affairs, so I didn't look at last year's accounts summary. I plan to look at it all this year, since it's just a formality anyway.
But when they saw that number on the bill, their eyes widened in surprise.
" Fatty Liu, did you write something wrong?"
Zhao Fengxue threw the ledger on the table and looked up at Manager Liu in front of her with a blank expression. This guy was in charge of the accounts of their Blood Wind Hall and was considered one of his confidants. Otherwise, he would not have been entrusted with such an important matter.
In previous years, Fatty Liu had done a good job, but what on earth is going on with this year's accounts?
In the past, the annual expenditure was at most 800,000 to 900,000 taels, but this year it has jumped to more than 7 million taels, nearly 8 million taels.
This not only depleted the accumulated wealth of the Blood Wind Hall the past century, but also incurred a debt of one million taels to the Deshun Medicine Hall.
This puzzled him greatly!
He didn't doubt that this Fatty Liu was embezzling funds; even if he were embezzling, it was impossible for him to produce such outrageous and ridiculous accounts.
Clearly, there's more to this than meets the eye!
"That's right! It's 7.93 million taels, of which 7 million taels were used to purchase medicinal herbs at the Deshun Medicine Hall. Every single expenditure is recorded."
Deacon Liu looked at Zhao Fengxue with equal confusion, then stepped forward, flipped to a page in the ledger, and pointed to the expense details for Zhao Fengxue to see.
Why did you buy so many medicinal herbs?
Looking at the enormous expenses recorded on that page, Zhao Fengxue felt her blood pressure begin to rise.
Although Blood Wind Hall purchases a batch of medicinal herbs every year, it's all allocated according to need; there's no need to purchase so many!
This amount is enough to eat as a meal!
"Didn't you have 9527 relay last year that you would do your best to meet Young Master Wang Hao's requests? These medicinal herbs are all for making medicinal meals for Young Master Wang Hao, and I also specifically asked Li Dazui. All the medicinal herbs supplied have been used by Young Master Wang Hao, without any waste."
Deacon Liu explained with a sense of grievance that he was indeed following Zhao Fengxue's instructions, and that he knew Zhao Fengxue's Tyrannical Dao nature, so even though all the money in the accounts was spent, he still managed to get a debt of one million taels from the Deshun Medicine Hall.
What's going on?
Zhao Fengxue turned her head and glared at 9527 standing behind her.
"I have been following the orders of the hall master without overstepping them in the slightest. However, there is something fishy about this matter. Li Dazui must know something."
Holding his longsword, 9527 still maintained his cool and aloof demeanor, remaining calm even when facing his boss's angry glare, and calmly delivered his analysis.
Zhao Fengxue's face darkened, and she ordered 9527, "Go and find Li Dazui, and also find that kid Dachui and Fengrou."
He always felt that this matter was not so simple, and he also remembered that his son Zhao Dachui had said that Wang Hao's appetite was amazing. When he brought Wang Hao to the Wind and Snow Hall for the first time, it seemed that his daughter Zhao Fengrou also wanted to say something.
This made him realize that he had overlooked something very important, which was also the key to solving this strange expenditure.
The cool and aloof 9527 was very efficient; he quickly brought Zhao Dachui, Li Dazui, and Zhao Fengrou over.