Does Your Black Wind Stronghold Really Hide Countless Treasures?

Nie Rou snorted coldly and said:

In my opinion, it would be best if Zhou Wanwan died.

She has always been arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone and never taking others seriously. Now she has ended up like this, which is entirely her own fault.

Tens of thousands of bandits charged towards Black Wind Stronghold, and no matter how powerful Black Wind Stronghold was, they were no match for them.

This time, she definitely won't survive.

The surrounding scions of prominent families echoed, "Yes, with so many bandits entering the mountains together, Black Wind Stronghold is utterly doomed this time."

"I'm afraid that by tomorrow, the mountains and fields will be filled with their corpses, waiting for others to collect them."

Lu Lan smiled and said:

"I've disliked her for a long time. She always acts high and mighty, like no one can mess with her."

Did she really think she could get away with anything just by relying on one mountain stronghold? Well, now that she's provoked so many strongholds, all that awaits her is death.

After being arrogant for so long, it's time to taste the bitterness of despair.

Wen Zhiyu said calmly:

"People who are too flamboyant never have a good ending. Zhou Wanwan has been stealing the limelight from everyone else, which has long attracted a lot of attention and taboos."

Our current predicament is all due to fate.

Tens of thousands of bandits raided the mountains; let alone protecting the stronghold, it's uncertain whether she can even survive the night. She deserves it.

Xie Cheng'en's face was full of sinister intent:

"With her arrogant attitude, she deserves to die!"

It would be best if he were to suffer all kinds of humiliation and torture at the hands of these bandits, to be cut into a thousand pieces, and to endure all kinds of pain before he finally dies!

The entire Black Wind Stronghold should be razed to the ground, leaving not a blade of grass, so that all her reliance on it will vanish, only then can her hatred be appeased!

Xie Cheng'en hated Zhou Wanwan so much he wanted to grind his teeth.

Zhou Wanwan led the bandits toward Black Wind Stronghold. When they arrived, they were stunned by the towering peaks that seemed to reach into the Black Wind Stronghold.

"This mountain is so high, you want us to climb it? How are we supposed to climb it?"

Zhou Wanwan looked at them and said:

"Hey! If you're going to rob us, you'll have to put in some effort. That's how we all climbed up."

Remember, you only reap the rewards if you climb to the top of the mountain.

Zhou Wanwan took the lead in climbing towards the top of the mountain, and the others followed suit.

Black Wind Stronghold is a mountain that is frighteningly steep, with cliffs that are almost vertical, making it particularly difficult to traverse.

Tens of thousands of bandits could only climb up cautiously, using both hands and feet, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Even so, quite a few people still slipped and tumbled down the steep slope after climbing only a short distance, screaming in pain.

Many people were both angry and scared, and they looked up at Zhou Wanwan, who was walking in front, and shouted angrily:

"Zhou Wanwan! You did this on purpose! This isn't a path up the mountain, it's clearly an attempt to kill us!"

Zhou Wanwan frowned slightly, her tone flat:

"I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. This is the proper mountain road to Black Wind Stronghold."

"If I, a little girl, can climb up there steadily, how can you bunch of grown men not be able to climb up there?"

These words left all the bandits speechless, each one gritting their teeth, yet too proud to admit defeat.

"We can climb it! If you, a little girl, can do it, why can't we!"

Zhou Wanwan remained calm and unhurried, slowly climbing towards the summit step by step.

After all, the trees in the mountain would hold Zhou Wanwan's hand and prevent her from falling.

But this group of outsider bandits weren't so lucky.

They had never walked on such a treacherous mountain path before. With nowhere to grab onto, they could only rely on their limbs to inch their way up.

The mountain path was steep and slippery, with loose rocks and steep slopes everywhere. The climb was arduous, exhausting, and frightening.

At this rate, even if we force ourselves to keep moving upwards, we probably won't be able to reach the top of Black Wind Stronghold in a whole day.

Zhou Wanwan looked at the bandits and said:

"Do you still want to steal our Black Wind Stronghold's treasures? Can you hurry up a bit?"

Look at you, why are you taking so long?

Someone shouted a complaint:

"Oh my god! How long do we have to climb this awful road to get to Black Wind Stronghold?"

"You brat, tell me honestly, does your Black Wind Stronghold really hold countless treasures? Don't try to fool us!"

Zhou Wanwan didn't even turn her head, and said calmly:

"Of course we have them. Our Black Wind Stronghold is no ordinary little mountain stronghold."

"Over the years, I've accumulated a vast collection of gold, silver, antiques, and rare treasures."

Upon hearing this, greed rekindled in the eyes of all the bandits. They gritted their teeth and persevered, eager to climb to the top of the mountain and reap the rewards.

One of the bandit leaders excitedly exclaimed, "I knew Black Wind Stronghold was famous and must be rolling in money..."

Before he could finish speaking, his foot slipped suddenly, the gravel loosened, and he instantly lost his balance, screaming as he fell straight backward.

As he fell, he reached out haphazardly and grabbed the hem of a bandit's clothes and arm behind him.

A chain reaction suddenly erupted, and a series of people were dragged along, their center of gravity completely off-center, and one after another tumbled and fell down the steep slope.

Zhou Wanwan exclaimed, "Everyone, watch your step! You bandits really aren't very strong, tsk tsk tsk..."

They led them all the way to the top of the mountain. Many of the bandits were exhausted and panting heavily. "Finally, we're at the top! We're so tired!"

"I'm so excited about the robbery!"

"I wonder how much gold and silver treasure this Black Wind Stronghold has. I can't wait to find out!"

Every bandit fantasized about how much gold and silver treasure they could obtain in a short time.

Just then, the Black Wind Stronghold Stronghold's guards slowly appeared.

There were several thousand men, all clad in sturdy iron armor, with long swords at their waists and spears in their hands. Their steps were steady and uniform, making them even more imposing than the ordinary soldiers in the city.

When everyone saw Zhou Wanwan, they greeted her, "Boss, you're back! Who are these people? Are they guests you brought back?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded slightly. "That's right, they are all guests I brought. I'll give them a proper tour of Black Wind Stronghold later."

The guards readily agreed, indicating they understood, and lined up in neat rows to continue their daily drills and field exercises.

As soon as the group walked away, the sound of orderly footsteps echoed in the distance.

A group of several thousand people came running quickly, all dressed in tight-fitting clothes and short jackets.

They wore belts around their waists, their muscles were taut, their postures were upright, and they exuded a powerful aura.

The leader shouted the slogans, "One! Two! Three! Four!"

The resounding slogans echoed through the mountains, deafeningly loud.

Someone's teeth chattered, and they muttered under their breath, trembling:

"My God... these aren't just makeshift guards, they're even scarier than regular soldiers!"

The person next to him gripped the rocks tightly, trembling all over, and spoke in a panic:

"We're doomed! We've really messed up! These guys all look tough, they're all real troublemakers!"

Some people were swallowing hard, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

"I originally thought Black Wind Stronghold was just a bunch of ordinary bandits, but I didn't expect them to be so disciplined and so powerful."

One of the more timid bandits' legs went weak, and he cowered, muttering curses under his breath:

"No wonder this mountain path is so difficult to traverse. They're not afraid of being robbed at all. With our skills, we're no match for them."

Those who had previously been clamoring to snatch the treasure didn't dare breathe loudly and whispered:

"Damn it, we've been tricked... This little girl is no pushover at all; Black Wind Stronghold has been hiding something far too well."

"If I had known it was this scary, I wouldn't have dared to come even if I had a hundred lives!"