Daily News: You promised yourself to be a fisherman, but you've become a martial arts god?

Yongmingfang.

Giant Whale Gang branch.

The lights were on full display, and the noise was deafening.

"The five champions!"

"666!"

"drink!"

The members of the Giant Whale Gang indulged in unrestrained eating and drinking.

Some time ago, with the mysterious murder of Yuan Fei and a group of Hai Sha Gang members, and the disappearance of the Hai Sha Gang leader, the Giant Whale Gang completely seized the lucrative territory in the east of the city.

Their influence was unparalleled, attracting numerous members, and the entire gang had been indulging in unrestrained revelry for the past few days.

Wang Mazi, standing at the street corner, watched this scene with a mix of frustration and envy.

"Damn it!"

"If you'd been bolder a few days ago and joined the Giant Whale Gang, you would have been fine. The veteran members all get rewards; why would you be out here stragging at night!"

"It's all that dog's fault for joining the Sea Sand Gang. They were inexplicably crippled. Couldn't they have held out for a few more days?"

"Ouch, who is it!"

As he was muttering to himself, a crumpled piece of paper flew out of nowhere and hit Wang Mazi squarely on the head.

He hurriedly drew the large knife from his waist, shrinking back and looking around in fear.

After a long while, when there was no movement, Wang Mazi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He cursed under his breath for the uncivilized person who littered late at night, almost scaring him to death.

Just as he was sheathing his knife, he noticed a piece of paper at his feet.

Upon picking it up and taking a look, my eyes immediately lit up.

"The opportunity to drink, eat meat, and play with women has arrived!"

Overjoyed, she grabbed the paper ball and ran up to a scholarly-looking man.

"Second...second, second-in-command..."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Has someone in your family died?"

The man glanced at Wang Mazi with disdain.

This person was none other than Bi Guiyuan, the second-in-command and strategist of the Giant Whale Gang.

"Second Master, look, I wonder who threw this crumpled paper here."

"Um?"

"Yuan Guangbo!"

Bi Guiyuan glanced at it and suddenly stood up angrily.

"Yuan Guangbo is hiding in the last house of Songfeng Village, and there is a sentry post of Yuan Guangbo on Songshan Mountain..."

Bi Guiyuan was overjoyed.

"Second-in-command, is this information guaranteed to be true?"

"Whether it's authentic or not, you'll find out when you go!"

"Notify the boss, we've found that old dog Yuan Guangbo's hiding place!"

...

Songfeng Manor.

Inside Zhuangwei's house.

Inside the room, a burly man sat in the main seat, his face serious and imposing.

Winter had not yet broken, and he was wearing a long coat with his chest open, on which was tattooed a majestic mountain.

This person was none other than the leader of the Sea Sand Gang—

Yuan Guangbo!

"Have you found out who killed Fei'er?"

Yuan Guangbo looked at the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of him, his tone icy.

This refined-looking man is Fu Cheng, the second-in-command and strategist of the Hai Sha Gang.

"We've investigated. The injuries on the young gang leader's body were all caused by blunt force trauma, not by the techniques of Hai Wan'ao or his ilk. It seems to have been inflicted by members of the Giant Whale Gang."

"Ridiculous! I, Fei'er, am a Blood Cultivator; even a hundred of those thugs couldn't kill him!"

"I also feel something is amiss. Perhaps some chivalrous person killed..."

"That's utter bullshit!"

Yuan Guangbo's eyes were bloodshot as he slammed his hand down on the coffee table beside him, shattering it.

With a bang, wood chips flew everywhere from the wooden coffee table.

"I'm sure Fei'er was killed by Hai Wan'ao and his gang from the Giant Whale Gang. Those injuries were probably faked!"

"They're simply trying to fabricate a facade of chivalry and justice, making the entire city believe that our Sea Sand Gang is the evil one, while their Giant Whale Gang appears righteous, so they can take over the east side of the city justifiably!"

Yuan Guangbo's gaze was firm.

Seeing that Yuan Guangbo insisted, Fu Cheng didn't say anything more about the matter.

"Brother, our influence in Qianhu County has collapsed. The Giant Whale Gang has too strong a backer, so there's no point in us staying."

"We also have a hidden outpost in Qingyun Prefecture. Perhaps we should bide our time and wait until another day..."

"What a load of bull!"

Before Fu Cheng could finish speaking, Yuan Guangbo interrupted him coldly.

"Fei'er died such a tragic death, and you expect me, her father, to run away with my tail between my legs? If word gets out, how will I ever be able to face the world again!"

"But..."

"Alright! Stop arguing. Go outside and tell those people to keep a close eye on things. Let me know immediately if anything happens!"

Yuan Guangbo impatiently shook his hand.

Fu Chengzhi could not persuade him, so he could only sigh and leave.

After Fu Cheng walked away, the anger on Yuan Guangbo's face vanished.

"It's been almost twenty years..."

Whether I can break through to the Transformation Realm in this lifetime, or even reach a higher level, depends entirely on the opportunity presented by that blessed land!

"What's hateful is that you have to be under thirty to enter that blessed land."

"I went through so much trouble to train that good-for-nothing Yuan Fei to the Blood Refinement stage, hoping he would enter the Blessed Land and bring me back a great opportunity. But that good-for-nothing was actually killed by the Giant Whale Gang, and almost ruined my grand plan!"

Yuan Guangbo clenched his fists so tightly that they cracked.

There was not a trace of hatred for the murder of his son on that face; all that remained was rage towards Yuan Fei!

After a short while, Yuan Guangbo released his hands, his eyes filled with contemplation.

"Luckily, I still have a way out!"

"Zhou Long is exactly twenty-nine years old this year, not yet thirty. His cultivation has reached the Tendon Refining stage, and he has mastered the Horizontal Training Method of the Mountain Shaking Camp. He is more suitable to enter the Blessed Land than that good-for-nothing Yuan Fei."

"If Zhou Long accepts that letter, he will surely be tempted!"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yuan Guangbo's face.

After finishing his thoughts, Yuan Guangbo stood up and looked at the back of the house.

"The scumbag gang's mess is making me furious."

"That widow in the back room, her soft moans every night are sure to set people aroused."

"We'll sneak into her house tonight..."

"Um?"

"Such a strong aura of blood and vitality; he's a martial artist!"

Just as Yuan Guangbo was about to vent his anger, he felt several streams of blood energy approaching, and his expression tightened.

Suddenly, a figure burst through the door.

boom!

"Boss! It's the Giant Whale Gang! Run!"

Fu Cheng shouted in alarm.

Suddenly, a burly man wielding a large knife rushed out the door from behind.

"run?"

"Where are you going!"

"The news was indeed true!"

"Yuan Guangbo, you old scoundrel, your Grandpa Hai is here to take your dog's life!"

The big man burst into laughter.

"Hai Wan'ao!"

Yuan Guangbo's eyes darkened, and he cursed inwardly:

"Damn it! What are those guys surnamed Zhu good for?!"

Hai Wan'ao seemed to have guessed what Yuan Guangbo was thinking, and sneered, "Yuan Guangbo, your sentry post on the back mountain has already been taken down by my men. You won't escape tonight!"

"The Giant Whale Gang! I'll never let you get away with this!"

Yuan Guangbo flew into a rage, his blood surging wildly, and his voice shook the roof tiles.

Then, with a sudden stomp of his feet, he leaped high into the air and broke through the roof.

"Trying to run away!"

"Men, hunt down Yuan Guangbo and cut off all his escape routes!"

Hai Wan'ao shouted and chopped off Fu Cheng's head with a single stroke, then chased after Yuan Guangbo first.

Bi Guiyuan, who was following closely behind, instructed the men behind him:

"Third brother, take some men and guard the city gates. Don't let that rat Yuan Guangbo sneak into the inner city!"

"Sixth Brother, take some men to the nearby dock and cut off Yuan Guangbo's escape route by water!"

"The rest of you, follow me and help pursue Yuan Guangbo!"

The crowd roared in agreement.

Immediately, the area around Songfeng Village erupted in a fierce battle.

...

The morning mist was thick.

Two miles away from Songfeng Village, in the Qianhu waters, a man covered in blood and with disheveled long hair stood on a reef protruding from the water.

It was none other than Yuan Guangbo!

At this moment, a tear appeared in Yuan Guangbo's clothes on his back, revealing a purplish-black palm print that was decaying and rotten.

"Five Poison Palm!"

"The name 'Ten Thousand Turtle of the Poisonous Dragon Sea' is truly well-deserved!"

Yuan Guangbo gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with venomous resentment.

If he hadn't escaped into the water, he would probably have met his end at Hai Wan'ao's hands.

"Just you wait!"

"Once I get my chance, I'll scrape off pieces of your flesh, you poisonous insect, and make you swallow it all yourself!"

After saying this, Yuan Guangbo jumped into the lake and submerged underwater.

Half an hour later.

Yuan Guangbo surfaced and shouted:

"My precious treasure!"

"Hai Wan'ao!"

"You destroyed my foundation and stole my opportunities; this is an irreconcilable feud!"

"ah--"