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Chapter 608: Trait 'Power Pill'

Mountain top ashram.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Xia Wenyi, who had been busy for most of the day, was introducing the task he had assigned to Wang Ping.

"We will purge the court in the name of the emperor. Even if there are many people killed, it has nothing to do with Qianmuguan. A few discussions will not affect the overall situation at all."

When there were no outsiders around, Xia Wenyi and Wang Ping would talk while sitting, and Wang Ping would listen quietly while making tea skillfully.

"There will be action tonight. There are two targets. One is Fan Lian, the chief envoy of the Privy Council, and the other is Yang Qing, the vice chancellor of the Secretariat. The families behind them were once big families in Yongshan County. The Yang family is also a member of the clan of Yang Hou, a disciple of Uncle Zhao Qing. They were chosen to prevent gossip."

Xia Wenyi looked at Wang Ping when he said these words. Seeing that Wang Ping had no other expression, he continued, "Early tomorrow morning, all the officials will kneel in front of the palace gate to make a last appeal, and then attract the people to watch. Then the emperor will personally climb up the wall of the palace gate and read out the crimes of the two of them."

"If this happens, Jinhuai City will immediately become a mess, right?" Yu Lian asked curiously.

"That's right. It's okay to be a little chaotic. This will help to disperse the rumors about Master in the city and also cover up our cleansing operation."

Xia Wenyi looked at Wang Ping and explained.

At this moment, Wang Ping's mind vaguely flashed with the image of his junior brother Zhao Qing, and then his apprentice Yang Hou. These two people had taken care of him for more than a hundred years when he first started practicing.

"How are Junior Brother Zhao Qing's descendants doing now?" Wang Ping asked this question.

"The Water Court is now managed by the disciples of Uncle-Master Zhao Qing!" Xia Wenyi replied.

Wang Ping nodded, picked up the teacup and smelled the tea, but did not drink it. Instead, he played with the cup in his hand and said, "After you take control of the Chu court, you must prepare for war as soon as possible. Linshui Prefecture has been a little restless recently."

"Yes!"

Wang Ping put down his teacup, took out a visiting card, and said, "Ask Xuan Ling to deliver this visiting card to the Six Heart Sect. I will visit Taoist Wan Zhi in five days."

Xia Wenyi also put down his teacup and took the visiting card with both hands.

Wang Ping continued, "Tell Xuan Ling that he can practice in seclusion after he comes back. Also, send Zhao Mingming to Xuan Ling's dojo."

Xia Wenyi looked up at Wang Ping before responding, "Yes!"

"Okay, go and get busy."

"Disciple retire!"

Xia Wenyi got up and left.

Wang Ping picked up the teacup again and slowly savored the fragrance of the tea. He rolled up the teapot with the tail of the rain lotus and filled his empty cup with tea. He said, "Don't books say that we should burn our boats and fight to the death? Why are you still thinking of leaving a way out?"

"Haha~"

Wang Ping smiled and said, "This is not a fallback for me, it is a necessary arrangement."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out of the yard. Yu Lian swallowed the tea in the cup in one gulp, then flew over and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder.

At night, when Wang Ping walked along the garden path, it would automatically generate the same light as during the day. Soon he walked to the north of the alchemy room. Entering the alchemy room, he could see five puppets taking turns to refine "power pills". These puppets were equivalent to the strength of the Qi training period. They could refine two to three special "power pills" every day. Five puppets taking turns could refine about ten to fifteen "power pills" a day.

After all this time of refining, he has accumulated more than 4,000 enhanced 'power pills'. If calculated according to the price he set, they can be sold for nearly 100 million taels of silver. However, this is only feasible in theory. If they flow into the market all at once, their value will be greatly discounted. It would be considered good if they can be sold for half the money.

Therefore, Wang Ping planned to sell one thousand pills in the early stage. As for the seller, he had a ready-made one, which was the First Church. Qianmu Temple and the First Church already had a sales agreement for the "Power Pill".

Selling these 1,000 power pills can not only make back the cost of this batch of 'power pills', but also make a small profit!
As for the remaining 3,000+ "power pills", if Linshui Prefecture really intends to attack, he will let Linshui Prefecture's sailors have a taste of real war!
He believed that with the current level of civilization in this world, as long as the opposing soldiers dared to line up on land, he would only need a thousand "power pills" to send them home. If other princes did not change their fighting methods, he could even sweep across the entire Zhongzhou with the "power pills".

After all, a troop equipped with enhanced "power pills" facing off against an ordinary troop is like a modern short-range missile troop facing off against an ancient army armed with cold weapons. The picture is a bit funny to think about.

"Are you going to use them to deal with the attack from Linshui Prefecture?" Yu Lian asked.

"It's a good idea, isn't it?" Wang Ping smiled faintly, but his tone was full of murderous intent.

"I'm suddenly looking forward to it." Yu Lian's eyes lit up.

Wang Ping took out a new storage bag and put all the refined 'power pills' into it. Then he checked the status of the puppet. After confirming that there was no problem, he took Yu Lian out of the alchemy room.

One morning two days later.

A group of silver-armored knights holding fake scepters came from the north of Zhonghui County. They walked straight to the square in the inner city, summoned all the major families in Zhonghui County and the nearby people, and read out the emperor's decree:

"The Emperor's edict:

Currently, there are Yang Qing, the Deputy Prime Minister of the Secretariat, and Fan Lian, the Chief Envoy of the Privy Council, who are in charge of state weapons. They should have set an example for other ministers, supported the Emperor, and brought peace to the people, leaving a legacy for future generations. However, they have wolfish ambitions, deceived the Emperor, and exploited the people. Now they have rebelled again. I am heartbroken to hear this, but the government must be revived, so I exterminate the three clans of the Yang and Fan families.

Granted! "

After the imperial edict was read, the county government escorted hundreds of members of the Yang family to the execution platform that had been prepared in the square, and soon heads rolled down the street!
Mountain top ashram.

Xia Wenyi was reporting the operation to Wang Ping. "The two camps outside Jinhuai City did intend to launch an attack to force the palace the next day. There were hundreds of civil and military officials and thousands of students making trouble outside the palace gate. The emperor's order was useless. We could only send out the imperial guards to suppress them!"

Wang Ping had already known about this matter through his puppet in Jinhuai City. After hearing this, he just asked: "We should not deal with the aftermath. The emperor should also do his own thing."

Xia Wenyi was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "The emperor still wants to continue the purge. If this continues, I'm afraid tens of thousands of people will be implicated."

Wang Ping looked up at Xia Wenyi with some surprise and said, "As long as the court is still obedient, don't worry about it, but the garrison in Jinhuai City cannot be in chaos. They are important chess pieces for future expansion to the north."

After that, he took out a storage bag containing special 'power pills' and said, "These are the power pills I just made. You can take the caravan of the First Religion to let them expand their horizons, and then sell them to buy more raw materials."

"Yes!"

The serious expression on Xia Wenyi's face relaxed a little. In the past one or two years, the accounts of the mountaintop temple had been like a bottomless pit, making him a little overwhelmed. Now he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He took the storage bag, then took out the reply from his chest, handed it over respectfully and said, "This is Taoist Wan Zhi's reply!"

(End of this chapter)