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Chapter 69 Undercurrent and Inventory

Using Zhang Yao, a fool seeking his own death, to liven up the atmosphere, Fan Qi's expression gradually became serious, and his eyes swept over the other six masters one by one.

"We have to do something!"

"What to do? ... Help them find clues?" asked a short and strong man.

Fan Qi shook his head:

"I said, that's their Wuyou Palace's business, it has nothing to do with us, there's no need for us to rush over and show our courtesy.

...To put it bluntly, even if we find some clues, will Wuyou Palace thank us?"

"will not."

"That's it."

"So what do you want us to do?"

"What we do specifically is not important. What is important is to make Wuyou Palace look at us calmer and more rationally." Fan Qi said.

"..."

The other chairmen were all confused and didn't even understand what he was talking about.

Fan Qi explained:
"Just like when Xu Xiangfeng's daughter fell off a horse and died, he took his anger out on Kang Leji.

From the perspective of Wuyou Palace, their people died here, not a single one was left alive, and this is our sin.

We did manage to push them back this time, but can Wuyou Palace really swallow this humiliation?

You know, these people have never looked at us straight in the eye, and they might take it out on us if they are in a bad mood!
What I mean is that we can't rely on luck, it's better to take the initiative to do something so that when someone is emotionally upset, they can sober up a little bit."

As he explained, several people showed expressions of sudden enlightenment on their faces.

Then, they all fell into deep thought.

People kept coming up with "ideas", but they were all debunked one by one.

In this atmosphere, the short and strong host looked thoughtful and said softly:

“I think we need to adjust the direction of our thinking a little bit.

Finding ways to improve our cultivation strength is certainly the right way to go, but it won't be effective in a short period of time.

If there really was such a method, there would be no need for us to discuss it here, we would have done it long ago."

"Then what do you say we should do? In order to make them calm down and sober up, without relying on stronger cultivation strength, do we have to reason with them?"

“We need to make Wuyou Palace more sober and calm when they want to attack us, and then give up this idea on their own initiative.

In the final analysis, it just makes them more cautious about us.

To achieve this, there is more than one way to improve our cultivation strength.

As long as we show that we have the determination and ability to break their teeth, that's all."

Someone nearby said impatiently, "Why don't you just tell me what you think?"

The short and strong host did not answer but asked:

"The strength of Lifang is so much weaker than ours. The number of practitioners is less than ours, and the quality is not as high as ours. Why do they dare to bargain with us?
Why don't we treat them the same way that Wuyou Palace treats us? Is it because we are kind-hearted? "

Everyone present knows the answer to this question very well.

The reason is naturally not "kindness", as the short and strong host said, "the neighborhood has the ability and determination to break their teeth."

With such a clear role model right next to me, it seems that the problem can be easily solved and I can just follow and learn from him.

But all the sitting masters remained silent.

That's certainly true, but they can't even fool themselves. Do they expect to scare Wuyou Palace with such bluffing?

That would just make them look like a clown.

Maybe Wuyou Palace had no intention of doing anything to him, but this fuss made others interested in "fussing" him again, wouldn't that be counterproductive?

A sitting master shook his head and sighed:
"It's easy to say, but if we can really do it... If we really have this ability, we would have done it long ago. Why would we have waited until now?!"

The short and strong host said softly, "Actually, this can be done."

The other seats turned their heads to look at him.

"There are eight Jiafangs around us. As long as they pay half as much attention to our Kangle Group as they do to their own Jiafangs, coupled with our own size, I believe that Wuyou Palace will not dare to underestimate us, let alone control us at will."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone booed.

"You are dreaming. You can see what attitude those people in the neighborhood have towards us."

"Yeah, it's good that they don't clap and watch the fun when we get into trouble.

You actually expect them to work hard for us? This is a joke! "

"..."

Several people accused him of being unrealistic.

The next few words he whispered silenced everyone.

"Of course they won't work hard for us, but if it's for themselves, they will definitely be willing to do it!"

"To ease the relationship between us and the surrounding neighborhoods, and even make them consider us half of their own, the method is actually very simple.

We just need to relax a little more, stop guarding against them like we would thieves, and just give them a piece of meat to eat.

I believe that as long as we can allow them to gain more benefits in Kangle Group, they will definitely stand with us when they face the oppression of Wuyou Palace or other external forces again.

Because we are the only ones who will share their meat!"

Give away some of your own meat?

This is really unreasonable!

This touched the sore spots in many of the masters' hearts, and some of them were about to get angry on the spot.

However, as soon as this emotion emerged, it was immediately suppressed by the "pressure from Wuyou Palace" hanging above their heads, forcing them to suppress their emotions and think about the problem soberly and calmly.

For a moment, the scene was dead silent, and no one spoke.

No one jumped out to oppose, nor did anyone speak in agreement.

The great master Fan Qi, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke again and said slowly:

"Master Duan has provided us with a new idea, but this is a serious matter, and everyone should weigh the matter carefully before expressing their opinions.

I heard that each family is also preparing for the Autumn Hunt. Before the Autumn Hunt is over, they don't have the time to discuss these things with us, so there is no need to rush.

That's it for today. "

All the masters stood up and left, all of them looking a little absent-minded.

The short and strong man, whom Fan Qi called "Duan Zuoguan", also followed everyone out of the room.

Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at Master Fan.

Fan Qi nodded to him slightly with an approving smile on his face, as if praising him for his good performance.

In an instant, "Duan Zuoguan"'s footsteps became much lighter.

……

When the undercurrent in Kangleji was surging again, the "culprit" Geng Xuan was immersed in a dizziness of happiness.

At this moment, he had already finished counting all the gains from searching the corpses and looting the strongholds.

"Harvest!"

“An unprecedented harvest!”

Geng Xuan felt so emotional in his heart.

Of course, compared with these material gains, the biggest gain is good luck.

When Geng Xuan saw the lucky points displayed as "389", he felt it was a little unreal.

It was simply too much and too rich, completely beyond his imagination before he took action.

But after thinking it over a bit, he was convinced that this was true, and that every bit of good fortune was earned by his own hands.

Before yesterday, I had gained a lot of good luck by killing the peddler and the thin man.

But after upgrading the Blow Arrow, the Raccoon Leap, and the Featherless Arrow, there were only 30 points left.

After the action started yesterday, the ugly beggar with deformed legs first provided him with 39 points of good luck, and then the one-eyed dragon provided him with 22 points.

Then came the twelve consecutive kills after entering the Dingxingtang stronghold along the tunnel. Each of them provided Geng Xuan with a lot of good luck, with the least one exceeding twenty points.

The one with the most, the manager from the pawnshop in the Kangle Hall, brought him 34 points of good luck, which was basically the same as the rapist who sneaked into Changpingfang.

These twelve people brought Geng Xuan 298 points of good luck. Adding the "contributions" of the ugly beggar with deformed legs and the one-eyed man, as well as the remaining points, he unknowingly gained an astonishing 389 points of good luck.

Geng Xuan was already thinking about how to maximize the transformation of this rich harvest into his own cultivation and strength.

Compared with the gains from Hongyun, the other gains, although equally considerable, allowed Geng Xuan to face them with a calm attitude.

After a careful inventory, Geng Xuan divided the harvest into five categories.

The first type is cash.

This was much less than Geng Xuan had imagined. Ten silver bars of ten taels each, plus a large amount of small change and copper coins, all worth about 270 taels in silver.

This is a huge sum of money for an individual, but it seems very shabby when placed in the stronghold of a powerful force. Not to mention the members of Dingxing Hall, beggars, swindlers, thieves...all of them are masters of "making money without capital".

Geng Xuan had already found the answer when he was counting the harvest.

At that time, he quickly killed the seven people in the pavilion near the pond. When he returned to the courtyard, he bumped into the three people who walked out of the house.

Among these three people, the manager of the pawnshop in the recreation center was one of them.

After he killed all three people and began to clean up the battlefield and search for spoils, he found something on the table in the main room.

He didn't look closely at the time and put them all into one package.

When he counted the harvest this time, he took out those things and took a rough look at them. He not only understood why the pawnshop manager appeared there at that time, but also understood why there was so little cash in the Dingxingtang stronghold.

Because there was a full three thousand taels of silver, all of which was deposited in the pawnshop of the Recreation Center to earn interest.

The monthly interest is one hundred taels.

The ten silver bars that Geng Xuan found were the interest for that month that was personally delivered by the steward with the goat beard.

Originally, when he left, he was going to take away some gold, silver, jade ornaments and other items that had already been packed and were estimated to be worth about two hundred taels.

It's just that the man with goatee appeared at a really wrong time, and happened to run into the hands of Geng Xuan who was in the mood to kill, and lost his life there.

All the items, including the deposit receipt for three thousand taels, became Geng Xuan's spoils of war.

Geng Xuan put the three thousand taels of deposit certificates away separately and did not think about the matter for the time being. In theory, he could go to the pawn shop of the Recreation Center with these deposit certificates to collect the three thousand taels of cash.

But this is only theoretical.

If he really does this now, it would be the same as "surrendering".

What impressed Geng Xuan even more was that the "cooperation" between people like the ugly beggar with deformed legs and Kangleji was far more than he had originally thought.

The pawnshop in the recreation center was their channel for selling stolen goods. It was so open and aboveboard that it seemed that the word "selling stolen goods" was a bit slanderous.

They also felt at ease putting their hard-earned money in a pawnshop to earn interest without worrying about losing their principal.

Such a disgusting collusion, yet they actually trust each other.

"I have the deposit receipt now, and the account book records of every transaction are also with me. But I don't know if Kang Le Ji will take the initiative to return the three thousand taels to Wuyou Palace."

Geng Xuan thought so in his heart.

Obviously, he overestimated the mutual trust between the two sides.

The operation of depositing principal and earning interest was originally the method used by the ugly beggar with deformed legs and others to set up a slush fund. It was not explained above at all. After seeing the scene, the visitors from Wuyou Palace assumed that all the finances had been looted by the murderer.

Naturally, they didn't know that they still had three thousand taels of silver in the pawnshop of the recreation center.

They don't know about this, so the leaders of Kangleji will naturally not take the initiative to remind them that "you still have a large sum of money deposited with us."

"I originally had 580 taels of silver in my bank account, and I spent 120 taels on the poison. I also found about 50 taels of silver and copper coins in the peddler's yard. Add this 270 taels... the total is about 780 taels."

This was only the amount of silver and money Geng Xuan had in his hands. In fact, he had another sum of silver and money, which was about two hundred taels of silver that Su Ruiliang had told him to hide in his residence.

But Su Ruiliang confessed more than that.

However, he had not found the time to visit Su Ruiliang's residence in the past two days, and had not been able to take in all the gains.

"Rounding it off, I now have a fortune of 1,200 taels."

In addition to silver and money, what Geng Xuan also valued very much was the rich harvest of auxiliary resources.

In addition to the 60 kilograms of medicinal wine that he had already brought back to the underground space, there were also about 120 kilograms of auxiliary medicinal wine.

Through a booklet found in a training room, Geng Xuan learned that there are as many as five kinds of auxiliary medicinal wines, each with different effects. But for Geng Xuan, the difference is only a matter of drinking more or less.

In addition, there are 54 blood-replenishing pills and 9 essence pills.

If all these resources were converted into silver, they would be worth at least more than two thousand taels.

In Geng Xuan's eyes, the value of these resources even exceeds the silver of equal value.

……

In addition to silver and cultivation resources, the two things that Geng Xuan values most, the other three categories are various cultivation techniques, various weapons, and other miscellaneous items.

He searched all the rooms and touched every corpse, and found more than a dozen books on various cultivation methods.

But after a rough look, Geng Xuan found that these skills were basically useless to him.

Nearly half of the other methods of cultivation involve refining the skin, flesh, and blood, and there is also a book on refining bones.

However, Geng Xuan had already chosen the "bone shrinking method" which could best match the "disguise technique" as the bone refining technique, so this new bone refining technique naturally had no appeal to him.

In addition to this, the remaining methods of cultivation are some techniques of using fists, palms, swords and knives, as well as a technique of light body lifting and leaping.

It cannot be said that these skills are useless. If Geng Xuan had unlimited luck, he would be willing to master all these skills.

But the reality is that his good fortune is very limited.

For Geng Xuan now, if he wants to realize the value of each skill, he must first spend dozens of points of luck to upgrade it to the great success or even master level.

And these skills are not indispensable or irreplaceable to him.

Spending your limited good fortune on this would seem to be completely uneconomical.

However, although these skills have little appeal to him, they are not completely useless.

What is even more rare is that all the cultivation techniques form a relatively complete system that takes into account all aspects from the first stage to the fourth stage of body tempering.

For a force, this is even more valuable than a book of martial arts.

"Keep them and see if you can exchange them for silver or cultivation resources through some other channels in the future."

Thinking this in his mind, Geng Xuan looked at the two books he had selected separately. These were the only two books that interested him and that he was willing to invest in.

A book titled "Spirit Snake Whip Technique" was found in a bedroom. Geng Xuan guessed that this was most likely the thin man's bedroom.

Because the soft whip found on him is just right for practicing this technique.

Although the soft whip is not as powerful as the sword, it is strange, flexible, and changeable. Its attack range far exceeds that of the sword. When it is fully deployed, it can cover a large area around the body within the attack range of the whip.

Of course, to truly pose a threat, it depends not only on the length of the whip, but also on the degree of mastery of the whip technique.

This is the key.

However, this is not a problem at all for Geng Xuan.

Another book of techniques is even more special, it is called "Phantom Hand".

The name sounds intimidating, but it is actually a technique that studies how to steal things from others without making any noise.

The way to judge the level of one's realm is not the size of the power, but the ability to "strip" things off the other person without making a sound or attracting other people's attention, which means that one has mastered this skill more deeply.

If one could really master this technique to perfection, it would be very easy to send a sharp blade into the enemy's body or throat before the enemy could react.

The reason why Geng Xuan was interested in this technique was not to steal things, but because it could develop the flexibility and agility of the fingers, wrists, and arms, which could complement the Iron Sand Palm.

Moreover, Geng Xuan also discovered that this technique was highly complementary to the hidden weapon throwing technique "Featherless Arrow".

Perhaps this is what cultivation is all about: the more skills you master and the more comprehensively you develop your body, the more you will discover how they are interconnected.

The two powers join forces and complement each other's strengths.

……

Apart from the rather large pile of more than 100 kilograms of medicinal liquor, everything else, including the silver and money account books, deposit slips, and the dozen or so manuals, could be handled in a small package.

The main reason why Geng Xuan made so many trips back and forth and brought out so many packages was that he had too many weapons.

In addition to the weapons that everyone usually uses and those that are used as spare weapons, there are also many common and uncommon weapons in the training room.

Geng Xuan took all of these away, but the only thing he really decided to keep was a whip.

The other weapons were either of ordinary quality and could only be used as toys for him to experience the characteristics of different weapons.

Or maybe the quality is high but it has no value to him.

For example, the best quality weapon is the pair of iron rods in the hands of the ugly beggar with deformed legs, but it is obvious that unless his legs are disabled, he will basically not need them in his life.

Therefore, Geng Xuan put them in a corner with the idea of dealing with them together in the future and ignored them.

However, there was one type of weapons that he picked out.

That is, various hidden weapons.

Throwing knives, darts, long needles, long nails, iron spikes, crescent-shaped curved blades, and even childish axes...

It can be said that there are many varieties, with the largest number ranging from dozens to hundreds, to the smallest number ranging from only a dozen or even three or five.

Geng Xuan collected all of these together and stuffed a lot of them into his body without affecting his movements.

The last category, “others”, refers to items that cannot be classified into the four categories listed above but are indeed of considerable value.

The most typical one is the bag of stolen goods such as gold, silver, jade ornaments, etc. that should have been taken away by Goatbeard from the pawnshop, as well as some other things that are not stolen goods but are of similar type.

Geng Xuan just roughly counted these things and put them aside, thinking that he would sell them if he had the chance in the future, so he didn't pay too much attention to them.

After taking inventory of all the items, Geng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

For the first time, he truly experienced what it felt like to "count money until his hands cramp."

One word,

Cool!
(End of this chapter)