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Chapter 150: One out of Ten, Other People's Hell

"introduce."

Geng Xuan's voice reached the ears of the two men through the blood-soaked iron armor.

The two people, who had long since lost any desire to fight back, were stunned by what they heard and couldn't react for a moment.

"what?"

"What's your name? What do you do?"

The two people who finally understood immediately rushed to speak.

“My name is Sheng Xiang, I’m the president of Wanpingji Cloth Shop and also the shop owner of Wanpingji.

I was born and raised in Yueluyuan, and my ancestors have all been from Yueluyuan. I have nothing to do with Wuyou Palace."

A man who looked to be about 40 years old and had a rather frail temperament spoke first.

He almost said directly, "I am a pure and innocent person from Yueluyuan."

Geng Xuan also heard the answer from another man who looked slightly older than Sheng Xiang and had rougher skin.

"My name is Gu Yuqun, I am the vice president of Wanpingji Rice Shop and also the boss of Wanpingji.

Although I was not born in Yueluyuan, I had already taken root in Wanping Village 20 years ago, and my wife and children are all native Yueluyuan people. "

Because of Sheng Xiang's emphasis, Gu Yuqun had to make a defensive statement about his "background".

Both of them reacted quickly.

It was obvious that the murderer in front of him was planning to stop, but because the man said "I was born in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace", his head was smashed to pieces with a board.

The two of them had already come to the realization that emphasizing their "native" and "country bumpkin" background was safer and more reliable than trying to cling to those big forces.

What made the two of them almost cry with joy and want to kowtow to each other was after listening to their "self-introductions".

The murderer in front of him, covered in blood, actually put aside the wet, bloody and sticky long knife in his hand.

"Stay close to me and don't run around."

Geng Xuan gave the two of them some instructions and then headed towards the battlefield where Hong Quan and the others were.

"Yes Yes."

Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun responded immediately and followed Geng Xuan's footsteps. Like two loyal dogs, they followed Geng Xuan closely, one on the left and one on the right.

Because Geng Xuan displayed overly powerful strength and ruthless methods that frightened all witnesses.

The six strongest fighters either died tragically or surrendered.

For those cultivators whose strongest strength was only at the Bone Refining Realm, who were dealing with Hong Quan and others, there was no point in continuing this battle.

Geng Xuan took a look at the chaotic battlefield, because everything on his side happened too quickly from beginning to end.

Hong Quan and others only had time to collect the first wave of "dividends", causing about fifty or sixty casualties to the other side.

There was no time to further expand the results of the battle.

The opponent's various means had not yet been used.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, whether men or horses, had not yet suffered any casualties.

"Da da da--"

Geng Xuan's blood-stained iron boots walked across the stone road, leaving behind blurry blood marks.

The battle on the long street froze the moment his eyes turned.

Moreover, as he watched quietly through the blood-stained mask, those who were holding their swords and ready to counterattack at any time, put down their swords obediently and silently.

Geng Xuan asked Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun, who were standing beside him, "How many people did you organize this time?"

Sheng Xiang immediately said:
"We have drawn all the forces that could be mobilized from Wanpingji.

Including the market guards and guards from various businesses, there are about 450 people in total.

In addition, a hundred rangers were forcibly recruited."

As he spoke, Sheng Xiang quickly glanced at the fifty or sixty people lying on the ground unable to move due to death or injury, including those who had just been killed on the high wall, and added:
"There should be less than 450 people who can still fight now."

At this moment, Geng Xuan had already taken off his mask. He first glanced at Hong Quan, then said to the two of them:

"Gather everyone together."

Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun looked at each other and vaguely realized something in their hearts.

But when their eyes caught sight of that blood-stained armor, all thoughts disappeared.

The two men then walked up to Geng Xuan and used the reputation and fame they had accumulated in Wanpingji to gather together those scattered people.

At this moment, in a corner of the long street, there were nearly forty people who had been communicating with each other in subtle ways with their eyes ever since the man’s head was smashed to pieces when he said “I was born in Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace”.

Suddenly, at this moment.

He moved without warning, his figure projecting in all directions.

At this moment, they who were fleeing for their lives showed even greater strength than before.

But this unexpected escape did not really succeed.

Instead, he took the initiative to run into the "net" that had been prepared in advance, which was formed by dozens of Xuanyou cavalry including Hong Quan. The net seemed rough but was actually tight enough to keep all the troops at bay.

These nearly forty people all knew that if they didn’t fight hard now, they might never have another chance to fight hard in the future.

Therefore, even if they were faced with a lot of iron lumps, they did not avoid them at all, but faced them head-on.

Among these less than forty fugitives, nearly half of them showed the strength of the Bone Refining Realm, which is as many as fourteen or fifteen.

Fortunately, although their individual strength was inferior, Hong Quan and others were well prepared.

Moreover, from equipment to momentum, it has all-round advantages.

When the two sides were about to collide head-on, many people suddenly changed their tactics, changing their target of attack from the armored rider on the Xuanyou horse to the Xuanyou horse that was also wearing iron armor.

But just when their attacks are about to take effect, a force of energy always appears in time to break through the air.

Either hit their wrists or knees, or hit their swords.

Although these energies failed to cause greater damage to them, they completely neutralized the attacks they were about to hit Xuanyou Horse.

By the time the swords in their hands landed on Xuanyou's horse, they no longer had any power at all.

The galloping Xuanyou horse, which was covered in iron armor, was directly knocked away or even broken.

When Hong Quan turned the reins of his horse, he looked towards the place where the Xuanyou cavalry passed by.

In this first wave of collisions, half of the thirty-eight fugitives were killed.

Among them, four out of the fourteen in the Bone Refining Realm had already fallen dead on the ground.

There were also more than ten Blood Refining Realm cultivators surrounding them.

The others also suffered some injuries and bruises.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry achieved such a result in just one charge, and a large part of it was due to the sudden appearance of the air-breaking energy that caught the fugitives off guard.

If it weren't for this sudden change, which affected some of the Giant Bear Gang's riders, and caused them to be stunned and surprised, and not attack and make moves decisively enough, the results of this battle would have been even greater.

Both sides understood what was going on and were speeding up their adjustments.

None of those who fled continued to flee.

Hong Quan and others, who had reorganized their team, did not charge again.

They all turned their heads at the same time and looked at Geng Xuan who had silently come nearby.

They all knew very well that the sudden appearance of air-breaking energy could only have been the work of this person.

If this person takes action, any escape or counterattack will be meaningless.

But facing these inquiring gazes with complicated implications, Geng Xuan simply looked at Hong Quan and said:
"What are you looking at me for? Is your mission complete?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Quan gritted his teeth, lightly squeezed his horse's belly, and led the 58 heavily armored Xuanyou cavalrymen behind him to charge towards the target again.

However, the eyes of those fugitives were gleaming with brilliance.

They thought they had fully understood what the terrifying murderer had not said.

"As long as you don't hurt my horse, I won't bother to attack you myself!"

"Whether you can get through the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry depends on your ability!"

"If you can get through, you live; if you can't, you die!"

So, before Hong Quan and others urged the Xuanyou horses to launch a rapid charge, these people rushed towards Hong Quan and others first.

Geng Xuan saw this tenacious fighting spirit and this decisive action, and said to Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun beside him:
"This can't possibly be someone who was born and raised in your Wanpingji?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in this question.

From Geng Xuan's perspective, this was a little bit of humor, a joke about the fact that the two people had emphasized "born and raised" when introducing themselves just now.

Although the time of personal contact was very brief, Geng Xuan was able to judge quite clearly that it would be difficult to cultivate such a fierce temperament in a "soil" like Wanpingji.

The key is not one or two, but a group.

But when Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun heard what he thought was a little humor, they didn't find it funny at all. Instead, they felt murderous intent.

Sheng Xiang quickly shook his head and said:
"Most of them are from the Dingxing Hall of Wuyou Palace. The rest, although not from the Dingxing Hall, are also from Wuyou Palace."

Geng Xuan looked at the two of them and asked, "Why didn't you remind me just now?"

The two of them were silent, with their heads down.

We can't say that we can't afford to offend you, but we can't afford to offend Wuyou Palace either!

Geng Xuan naturally understood what the two meant, but he did not get annoyed. Instead, he continued to watch the collision between the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry and the Wuyou Palace practitioners.

This time, although Geng Xuan did not take action again, the results achieved by Hong Quan and others were not much worse than the last time.

Because of the numerical advantage of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, it has been very obvious in this round.

Fifty-nine Xuanyou Iron Cavalrymen faced off against twenty-two Wuyou Palace practitioners who were neither wearing armor nor riding horses and were almost completely naked.

Although there is a huge gap in their cultivation levels, there are only three people in the Bone Refining Realm on the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry side.

Among the remaining fifty-six riders, there were twenty-eight who had reached the Flesh Refining Realm, accounting for exactly half.

As a result of this round of confrontation, two more people in the Bone Refining Realm of Wuyou Palace were killed, three were seriously injured, and the remaining five were also injured.

As for the twelve Blood Refining Realm warriors, except for one who was really lucky, the others had all fallen dead to the ground, becoming victims of the trampling of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry.

However, faced with such results, Hong Quan and others were not happy at all.

Because they also had six companions who were killed in this charge.

Thinking they understood what Geng Xuan didn't say, the people from Wuyou Palace attacked without hesitation this time.

Except for not choosing Xuanyou Ma as the target of attack, they all unleashed their most powerful and ferocious states.

Under such a resolute counterattack, six weaker gang members who had just joined the Giant Bear Gang and were only at the Flesh Refining Stage were killed.

Unable to withstand such an impact, he soon fell off his horse.

Then, they were instantly overwhelmed by the rain of attacks.

Although the armor, which was of surprisingly good quality, had not been completely torn apart, one only needed to look at the obvious palm prints and fist marks on the armor to roughly know what happened to the gang members who were only at the Flesh Refining Stage.

Looking at the six "tin cans" lying on the ground, I imagined that the companions inside had probably been smashed into meat paste.

The members of the Giant Bear Gang, who had always felt as if they were in the clouds and unreal since joining the Gang, finally came to their senses.

They realized that even if they were lucky enough to hold on to the terrifyingly powerful thigh of their gang leader, it did not mean that they really had a golden ticket to immunity from death.

The gang leader clearly had more than enough ability to do something, but he chose to stand by and watch. Although this shocked them, they did not dare to harbor any resentment.

To be honest, this is actually normal.

It is impossible for the most powerful gang leader to do everything himself, while the other gang members just do some auxiliary work and keep in touch.

The gang leader single-handedly dealt with the six most threatening Marrow Refining Realm warriors and left the rest of the trouble to them to solve. There is absolutely nothing wrong with him doing this.

The only thing that makes this matter seem abrupt is that the gap in strength between these gang members and the gang leader is too great.

Furthermore, the gang leader ordered Hong Quan to lead only the official Giant Bear Gang members in this operation.

The other four were at the Bone Refining Realm, and there were ten "reserve teams" at the Blood Refining Realm, but they were only allowed to watch from the side, which seemed a bit abrupt.

However, there was no need for Geng Xuan to explain anything, as these people had already understood the deep meaning.

"The gang leader is trying to sharpen us!"

"But this tempering is a bit too harsh!"

But someone else thought.

"There's no such thing as a gang of immortals."

"Is there anything wrong with being tempered with iron and blood?"

“What’s more, the gang leader has already provided us with such generous conditions.

Giving our opponents such severe restrictions is equivalent to tying their own hands and feet when they fight us.

If we can't achieve a decisive victory in this way, then we are useless gang members.

What meaning does it have for the gang leader?!"

Everyone had their own thoughts and ideas in their minds, and their emotions were extremely excited.

Hong Quan took a quick look and shouted, "Flesh Refining Realm, march out!"

After hearing the order, the remaining twenty-two members of the Flesh Refining Realm gang silently rode out of the crowd.

Since then, the size of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry has dropped sharply to thirty-one.

Hong Quan took the lead and charged forward again.

He was at the front, with Cheng Hui and Xie Hang on his left and right.

These "Big Three Giant Bears" form the sharpest arrow.

The other twenty-eight riders followed closely behind them in a line.

Soon, the thirty-one Xuanyou Iron Cavalry collided head-on with the few remaining Wuyou Palace practitioners.

However, there are still five Bone Refining Realm practitioners who are barely able to maintain their combat effectiveness.

If the other three seriously injured men ignore their injuries, they can also display combat effectiveness that is no less than that in their prime.

But faced with the 31 riders charging at them so quickly, these people and the courage they had mustered up through gritting their teeth quickly shattered like bubbles.

Wherever the iron hooves passed, no cultivator from Wuyou Palace was left standing, and they all fell to the ground.

The only difference is that some of the bodies are barely intact.

However, some corpses were trampled back and forth by the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry weighing several tons, turning into a pool of bloody mud that was tightly attached to the ground below.

After completing the task, Hong Quan rode alone to a place not far in front of Geng Xuan and said:
"Boss, all thirty-eight people who attempted to take advantage of the situation to escape have been killed, not a single one has escaped!"

"Okay." Geng Xuan nodded.

As he spoke, he looked at the six severely deformed "tin cans" that were mixed with the bodies of the deceased from Wuyou Palace in the distance, and said, "Go and bury their remains."

"Yes."

Hong Quan responded and immediately arranged for several gang members in the Flesh Refining Realm to collect the bodies of the six deceased.

Geng Xuan turned and looked to the other side.

There, more than 400 practitioners who came from Wanpingji and were forcibly recruited had already gathered together.

According to their respective affiliations, they formed small groups with varying numbers of people and strengths.

Among them, there are market guards controlled by Qin Hexuan, the master of Wanping Market, guards from other forces, and rangers stranded in Kangle Market.

All in all, there were more than four hundred people.

They witnessed the entire process of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry "executing" thirty-eight Wuyou Palace practitioners.

Although, the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry also suffered some losses and were not unscathed.

But no one really thought that this Xuanyou Iron Cavalry had suffered any losses.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just look at those Xuanyou horses, there is not a single one less.

At this moment, seeing that the murderer finally set his sights on them after dealing with the practitioners of Wuyou Palace, everyone's heart became inexplicably heavy.

As he looked sullenly at the crowd, everyone felt as if an invisible blade was slashing across their throats.

It seemed that the next moment, the sharp blade would really fall down and cut their throats completely.

Such imagination caused great horror and fear in everyone's hearts.

……

Although he had expected this, Geng Xuan still felt inexplicably heavy in his heart when he saw it with his own eyes.

These cultivators in front of him, no matter how high or low their cultivation level is, no matter what forces they come from, whether they are guards or rangers.

They all have one thing in common, that is, the concentration of red names above their heads is generally high.

If he drew a "dead line" based on the situation in Kangle Village and the surrounding neighborhoods.

——Those whose contributed luck points are less than fifteen points can be killed or not, but those who exceed this limit must be killed.

Among the more than 400 practitioners in front of him, no more than 50 will survive in the end.

Can I do this myself?
Emotionally, Geng Xuan was very willing to do this.

He is not afraid of being called a butcher or a devil.

But reason told Geng Xuan that he couldn't do that.

It seems that the concentration of red names above these people's heads is comparable to that of the guards of Anleji.

But the situation here is different from that in Anleji.

He couldn't simply treat Wanpingji as the second Anleji.

According to Geng Xuan's judgment, what he is seeing now is not a phenomenon unique to Wanpingji.

Rather, it is a common phenomenon in all the markets located in Yueluyuan.

He can deal with the cultivators in front of him according to his likes and dislikes, but looking at the entire Yueluyuan, can he use the same standard to kill most of the cultivators directly?

——Geng Xuan cares very much about "fairness".

Especially for those who died at his hands, he would try his best to give them fair treatment whenever possible.

The treatment that Wanping Market "enjoys" will also be "enjoyed" by other Yueluyuan markets in the future.

Therefore, this is not a decision directed at Wan Pingji, nor is it a decision directed at the more than 400 practitioners in front of him.

It was a decision that faced the entire Yueluyuan and all the practitioners within the area. After just a little thought, Geng Xuan knew that he couldn't act so rashly.

These markets, and the cultivators who rely on these markets to suck the blood of the surrounding neighborhoods, are certainly hateful.

But at least they are now constrained by a relatively stable order.

Whether he could carry out an indiscriminate and wanton massacre of the cultivators in Yueluyuan, and to what extent he could do so, is not discussed for now.

Another consequence of doing this is that the current order in Yueluyuan will quickly collapse.

Although Geng Xuan did not agree with Yue Lu's existing order at all, he wished he could destroy it with one punch.

But before he could immediately replace the existing order with another better order, he directly destroyed the existing order.

It's certainly a pleasure.

But the result of doing so would be suffering that is ten or even a hundred times greater than it is now, and would quickly befall the entire Yuelu Plain.

It covers all people living within this area without distinction.

This is not what Geng Xuan wants to see.

Geng Xuan's eyes swept back and forth among the crowd, with such thoughts turning in his mind.

A technique that was quite common in the classical era and that once made Geng Xuan feel disgusted and uncomfortable came to Geng Xuan's mind.

Thinking this, Geng Xuan turned around and asked Sheng Xiang, "How many people are here now?"

"Four hundred and twenty-one people." Sheng Xiang said immediately.

It seems that he had been secretly paying attention to this place before Geng Xuan noticed it.

Geng Xuan looked around, walked to a nearby step, called Hong Quan over, and said softly:

"I'll get some people, and you arrange for someone to take them out of the crowd."

Hong Quan had no idea what the gang leader was up to, but even as he thought about it, he replied solemnly, "Yes."

Then, Geng Xuan began pointing and talking in the crowd.

"This way, the third one in the row."

"This way, the fifth person in the third row."

"...the seventh person in the fifth row!"

Geng Xuan informed Hong Quan one by one based on the concentration of red names, from top to bottom.

In the end, he simply simplified the process further.

He simply points his finger at a group and gives a two-digit number.

Because the number of people standing in a group is not too large.

The number of people did not exceed ten rows, and the largest number of people in each row did not exceed ten.

Therefore, once the group is identified, only two digits are needed to accurately lock onto the specific target.

For example, "four five" means the fifth person in the fourth row.

Just like that, Geng Xuan moved his fingers, and under Hong Quan's arrangement, the armored members of the Giant Bear Gang successively singled out those targets who were standing in the crowd.

"Four six."

"Three-seven."

"Twenty-eight."

"One nine."

"..."

Every time a number is read out, a corresponding person is brought out from the crowd.

Except for Geng Xuan and all the executors who were moving among the crowd and had only numbers and corresponding people in their minds and no other thoughts, everyone felt that this scene was absurd and terrifying.

However, those who had "luckily" escaped being "locked" time and time again just stood there obediently without any additional expression.

Let the fear spread in your heart, and never do anything out of the ordinary.

It seems that if I behave a little bit differently at this moment, I might become the next "number" to come out of the mouth of that murderer.

Because in their view, Geng Xuan's "roll calling" had no pattern and was completely arbitrary.

Fingers moved randomly among the groups.

The specific "number" is also completely random.

Such unpredictability has only deepened the sense of absurdity and fear in these people's hearts.

Not only did those who "luckily" escaped being "locked" again and again not dare to move at all, even those who were targeted did not make any resistance when they were led out of the crowd by those people in iron armor.

Some of them clearly have good cultivation and strength, and are not completely powerless to resist those armored gang members.

But they didn't resist at all.

They were obediently led out of the crowd, and seemed to be completely subdued both physically and mentally by the roll call that was almost a horrific ritual.

"Six or seven."

Geng Xuan reported another number and asked Hong Quan beside him, "How many are there?"

"Forty-three, including this one, there are a total of forty-three." Hong Quan replied.

Geng Xuan thought, there are a total of 421 people. Based on the standard of one in ten, how many people should be drawn in total to be reasonable?

If this were just a math problem, it would of course be very simple. One tenth of four hundred and twenty-one is forty-two point one.

But human life is just an integer, consisting of “yes” and “no”.

There is no such thing as "one life at zero o'clock".

In actual operation, one life at zero point can be equivalent to one life.

So, at this time, it is rounded down to "42".

Or should we follow the laws of life and make it forty-three?
Geng Xuan thought about it and felt that rounding off was too mechanical and cold.

Out of respect for life, Geng Xuan waved his hand at Hong Quan and said, "This one doesn't count. Let him go."

At the same time, Geng Xuan made a decision in his mind.

In the future, when encountering similar situations, even if the result is "42.9", I will give up these "0.9 lives".

Hong Quan had no idea what his gang leader was thinking, he just waved towards a crowd somewhere.

There, a member of the Giant Bear Gang dressed in cold iron armor was leading a man out of the queue whose body seemed to be shaking like a sieve and whose legs were as soft as noodles.

Seeing Hong Quan's gesture, he let go of the man's hand.

This man was completely immersed in his inner fear and didn't pay any attention to what was happening outside. Although he wondered why the armored man let go of his hand, he still followed obediently.

The Giant Bear Gang member heard the commotion and turned around and said, "Why are you following me? - Go back."

"oh oh!"

The man was confused at first, then an expression of undisguised surprise appeared on his face, and he immediately retreated to his seat.

After making the arrangements, Hong Quan looked at Geng Xuan and asked about the next arrangements.

Geng Xuan glanced at the forty-two people who were isolated in an area.

Around them stood the Giant Bear Gang members, dressed in iron armor and fully armed.

Geng Xuan just took a quick glance and then made a horizontal cutting motion with his palm towards Hong Quan.

He was shocked, but in order to ensure that no accidents would happen, Hong Quan immediately trotted over.

Explain everything to all the members of the Giant Bear Gang as quickly as possible.

Then he shouted, "Do it!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword and slashed it into the back of the neck of a man in front of him who was hanging his head and waiting for judgment.

The next moment, a head flew high into the sky.

To be precise, it wasn't a head that flew off.

It was a row of forty-two heads.

In less than a breath of time, they broke away from their original positions at the same time and flew out alone at an angle.

And behind these flying heads, the headless body stood in place.

Hot blood like a stream followed their footsteps, drawing bloody arcs in the air.

"vomit--"

"puff!"

“Ugh—”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Those "lucky ones" who had been silently watching the changes here, actually witnessed this scene.

Each and every one of them showed signs of physical discomfort.

Spit it out directly.

I really couldn't vomit anything out, and I felt my stomach cramping and twitching wildly.

The man who was led out of the crowd and then returned was completely stunned.

Geng Xuan remained silent, focusing his attention on the "Flint Pearl".

Balls of red gas were quickly refined.

The minimum good fortune gain is no less than twenty-five points, which allows the good fortune to accumulate more and more in the "Flint Pearl".

But Geng Xuan's attention was not here.

This time, what concerned him most was the benefits of black luck.

Most of the forty-two people who died this time belonged to various organizations, and only a small number came from the group of rangers.

If his previous understanding of bad luck is based on this, the dead people belonging to the organization will not bring him much bad luck.

But the actual situation this time is that the bad luck points contributed by these individuals exceeded those of the rangers.

"If someone surrenders, is captured, and then is killed, the blame can hardly be placed on the organization to which they belong.

Even if there are, they will be very few.

Most of the "backlash" will be borne by the organization that kills the prisoners."

Geng Xuan quickly explained this phenomenon.

……

"Are those people who disappeared in Fengzefang still in Wanpingji?"

Geng Xuan looked at Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun, who also had unhappy expressions, and asked.

He finally chose to spare the lives of these two people, not because the concentration of red names above their heads was lower than the "kill line".

In fact, if quantified by good fortune, their contribution might be less than that of the four who died.

But it was also more than any of the forty-two people who were killed by ten draws just now.

The reason they were able to survive was because Geng Xuan needed a Wanpingji with a barely stable order.

If he kills all the masters in Wanpingji who have reached the marrow refining realm.

The Wanping rally quickly collapsed.

The surrounding areas, affected by this, will quickly fall into turmoil and chaos.

Because the underlying tone of this world is not peace.

It is a fragile balance formed by the entanglement and mutual restraint of various forces.

When any of the links fail and people lose the constraints of order, the actions they take are usually aggressive and offensive.

Of course, in the subjective minds of these people.

They may think that they are not doing evil.

It is a form of self-protection, a kind of "precautionary measure" to ensure that one is always in a relatively safe position.

Isn't it human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm?
In an environment where others could be living in hell, isn't it appropriate and necessary to take proactive measures?!

This kind of concept is precisely the root cause of the world's turmoil to this day, and in the minds of almost everyone, it will continue to be turbulent.

Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun had no idea what Geng Xuan was thinking.

But they could feel that the vicious man in front of them had let them go.

But I don't have the slightest kindness towards them.

It seemed that he might strike again and kill them at any time.

Towards such a vicious person who cannot be understood with normal thinking, all they can do is be respectful.

"Yes, yes. They are now imprisoned in the Dingxingtang base." Sheng Xiang said.

"Lead the way." Geng Xuan said.

As he spoke, Geng Xuan looked at Hong Quan and said:

“There are still many guards in Wanpingji, right?

You let them take responsibility, and let others behave themselves, not cause trouble, and stay in Wanpingji in an orderly manner.

Once you have made your arrangements, come and join me."

After giving the instructions, he rode on a Xuanyou horse and asked Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun to ride one each, and they hurriedly headed deep into the long street.

Fang Jintang, Qi Mingcheng, Chai Ye, and four other practitioners in the early stage of marrow refining also urged their horses to follow and left the area that also made them feel extremely uncomfortable as quickly as possible.

Soon, the group entered the deserted Dingxingtang stronghold, a large, grand yet exquisite mansion.

Soon, under the leadership of Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun, Geng Xuan, Chai Ye and others saw iron cages neatly arranged in rows.

And the men and women huddled in the iron cages.

Because of their arrival, some of the sobbing sounds suddenly stopped and the voices curled up tighter.

Some people who were in a light sleep were immediately awakened, with a look of fear in their eyes.

He adjusted his posture, thinking he was being covert, to make himself feel safer.

However, this futile effort will not bring any positive results except amplifying their inner fears.

Geng Xuan's eyes swept over these iron cages.

Looking at these, one of the most important reasons for his trip to Wanpingji, Geng Xuan did not say anything to comfort him.

They didn't even tell them that they had been rescued.

His eyes swept across the iron cages, and finally stopped on two figures who had suffered a lot and were thrown casually in a corner nearby.

Geng Xuan looked at Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun and asked, "What's going on with them?"

Gu Yuqun, who knew the inside story best, immediately began to explain.

"This older one is called Liang Mingrui, the youngest son of Liang Wenying, the owner of Fengzefang.

This guy is called Fan Hao, a resident of Fengzefang. Don’t be fooled by his tall appearance, he is actually only fifteen years old…”

Following Gu Yuqun's explanation, Geng Xuan immediately understood.

When I led the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry to Wanpingji, I was able to receive such a comprehensive response here.

The targets he most wanted to eliminate and those who were most likely to become his "enemies" were all gathered together, giving him the opportunity to achieve his goal in one fell swoop.

To be honest, these two people have made great contributions.

Fan Hao came to Wanpingji to look for Liang Mingrui and told him to run away quickly.

Although Fan Hao was young, he told Liang Mingrui all the key points without missing a single one.

Logically speaking, at this point, as an adult you should know how to choose.

Liang Mingrui, who can think with his lower body, is not a normal adult.

After hearing this warning, the first thing he thought of was to take away the woman he had obtained at the cost of nearly a hundred broken families in Fengzefang.

——He thought that after paying such a huge price, this woman really belonged to him.

But this woman turned around and sold him out completely, handing him over to Qin Hexuan.

In order to force out as much information as possible, Fan Hao also suffered.

Hearing the noise, Liang Mingrui, who was lying motionless on the ground and looked like he was dead, turned his head, but when he saw Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun, fear immediately appeared in his eyes.

"I've said everything I need to say. Today, Dielan and I have been staying in Wanpingji, not Fengzefang. You all know this.

...Fan Hao, you guys should ask him, he just came from there and knows more about Fengzefang than I do!"

"Liang Mingrui, do you really not feel ashamed at all?" Geng Xuan suddenly asked.

He suddenly opened his mouth and asked this question, not because he wanted to tease, but because he was really curious about it.

Liang Mingrui looked at Sheng Xiang and Gu Yuqun expectantly, but they did not give him any response.

He turned his gaze away angrily and looked at Geng Xuan warily.

"and who are you?"

"That Dielan is the woman who set up a trap to harm you, right? She sold you out again tonight.

"But from the way you spoke just now, it seems like you don't hate her at all. What's going on in your mind?" Geng Xuan asked again.

Geng Xuan's question seemed to trigger a certain channel in Liang Mingrui's heart.

He was visibly excited.

“Dielan Dielan, yes, Dielan is still imprisoned in the Qin Mansion.

...How could she possibly harm me? She is the victim. She suffered these two disasters because of me!

If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been caught in such a vortex!
Save her, I must find a way to save her!"

Liang Mingrui became more and more excited as he spoke, and by the end his body had begun to wriggle on the ground like a maggot, as if he was trying hard to stand up.

"It's really hopeless."

Geng Xuan didn't expect that even after arriving in the new world, he would still be able to see such humanoid creatures.

Geng Xuan had completely lost interest in communicating with him. He slapped Liang Mingrui's head with his palm, turning it into a rotten watermelon.

(End of this chapter)