Chapter 92: Action, Sunx Family Gathering

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Action, Sunx Family Gathering

By the edge of the Training Ground.

"This kid really isn’t simple," Qin Gang sighed.

"My junior brother is a genius, a peerless genius!" Yan Qing replied.

"A peerless genius?" Qin Gang looked at Yan Qing. "In the way of Weapon-Forging?"

Lu Yuan was considered a genius in the Martial Dao, but he was far from being peerless. He wasn’t even at the absolute peak, with the possible exception of his Archery Skill.

"It is your honor to have taken my junior brother under your wing." Yan Qing cast a glance at Qin Gang, then turned and left.

Qin Gang felt a ripple of emotion in his heart. Did she mean it was true, and Lu Yuan was actually a peerless genius in the way of Weapon-Forging? If so, then he was truly a precious treasure.

Lu Yuan hadn’t actually been explaining himself to Wang Zhong; rather, he simply didn’t want to leave the rest of the Demon Suppression Bureau with the impression that he was ruthless. In a collective organization, maintaining a good reputation was crucial.

"I concede on his behalf!" Wang Zhong walked over and reached out to haul Sunx Jin away.

Sunx Jin didn’t resist. He merely kept his eyes glued to Lu Yuan, the killing intent within his gaze growing increasingly intense.

"Heh." Lu Yuan sneered inwardly. "You couldn’t even beat me in the arena. Outside of here, it will be even more impossible."

"Oh, we won, we won!" Liu Zhi roared happily. No one was happier than him about Lu Yuan’s victory. Brother Lu had made a killing, and it seemed he himself had profited quite a bit, too.

"He won? We lost!"

"Damn it, Sunx Jin, you’re a fucking piece of trash!"

"An Eighth Grade Peak couldn’t even defeat someone at the initial Eighth Grade..."

"Trash! Absolute trash!"

"My one thousand taels!"

"My five hundred taels!"

"My three hundred taels!"

These shouts jolted everyone else awake. The scene fell into an eerie silence before the crowd suddenly exploded into a boiling uproar.

No one cared who Sunx Jin was anymore. Since he had caused them to lose so much money, he deserved to be cursed at. Many of them weren’t afraid of him, and some were even stronger than him. There were even Seventh-Grade Martial Artists among the crowd. Sunx Jin instantly went from being the crowd favorite to being universally despised, his reputation completely ruined.

The corner of Wang Zhong’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch as he walked away. He had lost two thousand taels, too! That was enough for two fucking True Essence Pills! If Sunx Jin hadn’t been his subordinate, he would have joined in the cursing, and might have even caught him in private later for a brutal beating.

The expressions of the squad members under his command were quite ugly. They had all placed bets—some as little as two or three hundred taels, others as much as five or six hundred. They had thought Sunx Jin was guaranteed to win, but the result...

Overcome with fury and anxiety, Sunx Jin rolled his eyes back and fainted.

However, the one suffering the most was undeniably Jianng Hongfei. Others had lost a few hundred taels, or a maximum of one or two thousand, but he had lost over ten thousand taels.

"Over ten thousand..." Jianng Hongfei’s body swayed slightly, and he nearly collapsed. He wondered how many Pills over ten thousand taels could buy. It could cover most of the resources he needed for the Seventh Grade, yet he had handed it all away on a silver platter. He felt as if he had just spat out food that was already in his mouth.

Lu Yuan picked up his bow and twin sabers and headed back. Fired from a ten-dan bow, arrows were practically single-use. Even if they cost ten taels of silver each, they were basically useless now.

"Brother Lu, here you go." Liu Zhi ran over and returned the wooden box to Lu Yuan.

"There’s too much money in there. Be careful," Chen Qiang came over to warn him. Thirty to forty thousand taels of silver was a level of wealth that even a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist rarely possessed; it was hard to guarantee that no one would harbor evil intentions.

"I am taking out half of this to turn over to the Squadron Commander!" Lu Yuan suddenly announced loudly. His voice carried far and wide, loud enough to be heard even outside the Training Ground.

"What? You..." Liu Zhi was stunned. Half was nearly twenty thousand taels. Did he know how much that was? How many resources that could buy?

"You..." Chen Qiang was also shocked. He wasn’t surprised by the sum itself—it was just over ten thousand taels, and he had seen far more than that. Rather, he was astonished by Lu Yuan’s boldness to simply hand it over without the slightest hesitation. This wasn’t something an ordinary person could do. Even the direct heir of a Third-Grade Noble Family might not be able to do it.

"I only made this money thanks to the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Squadron Commander. Otherwise, how would I have ever had this opportunity?" Lu Yuan smiled. One had to give in order to receive. With his Weapon-Forging skills, making money was easy for him now. He first took out two thousand taels for Liu Zhi, then carried the box toward the Squadron Commander’s headquarters.

Chen Qiang followed along. The two of them quickly arrived at the Squadron Commander’s headquarters.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Yuan returned to the Training Ground, but the box was no longer in his hands. He only had a bow, a replenished quiver of thirty arrows, and two sabers—one ordinary long saber and one Profound Weapon Wind and Thunder Saber. He continued to calm his breath and nourish his body. He was still in the Blood-Exchange stage. In truth, if it weren’t for his Undying Martial Body, today’s battle would have definitely had a negative impact on his Blood-Exchange. Fortunately, he had it, and now he merely needed to replenish some energy.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to get off work. Everyone else left, leaving only the men under Lu Yuan’s Squadron Commander staying put. It wasn’t until night fell and the curfew began that a group of thirty people quickly departed the Demon Suppression Bureau, scattering in different directions. Lu Yuan and Chen Qiang’s branch headed straight for the Yaoyang Martial Arts Hall. Along the way, Lu Ming met up with them.

In the backyard of the Yaoyang Martial Arts Hall.

More than a dozen adult males of the Sunx Family were gathered together, all possessing cultivation bases mostly above the Eighth Grade. At the center of the group were the elder of the Sunx Family, Sunx Haisheng, the current Hall Master Sunx Chuanying, and Sunx Jin. The former two were Seventh-Grade Martial Artists, while Sunx Jin belonged to the Demon Suppression Bureau. At present, Sunx Jin was covered in bandages and leaning against a bed, looking rather wretched.

"When I tested him last time, he wasn’t even at the Eighth Grade. It hasn’t even been ten days since then. How could he have injured Jin like this?" a middle-aged man named Sunx Wei said in disbelief.

"Yeah, where did this kid even come from? He must have used some underhanded tricks!" a young man named Sunx Hao said indignantly. With Sunx Jin’s defeat, the Sunx Family had suffered a massive loss of face.

"In the Demon Suppression Bureau’s Training Ground, with hundreds of people watching, how could he use underhanded tricks?" Sunx Ze frowned. "Jin was defeated head-on, in public!"

"Defeated in public..." The expressions of many people in the room changed. Sunx Jin’s expression grew even uglier, his face instantly darkening by two shades.

"Enough. Now is not the time to discuss this," Sunx Haisheng scolded, interrupting the crowd. "I had you all come here today because of a matter of life and death!"

The words "matter of life and death" instantly caused the attention of everyone in the Sunx Family to tighten. Some of them already knew what it was about, their eyes flickering slightly.

"For certain reasons, our Sunx Family has had some contact with the Yanyue Sect. Now, the Demon Suppression Bureau has found out about this," Sunx Jin said.

"What? The Yanyue Sect?" Many members of the Sunx Family were stunned. After all, when it came to contacting an Evil Cult, the fewer people who knew, the better. Originally, only three or four people in the Sunx Family knew about it; the rest had been kept in the dark. However, now that it was a moment of life and death, all the adult males of the Sunx Family had to be informed. Everyone knew how fiercely the Court cracked down on the Evil Cult, so the expressions of those who were just finding out turned incredibly grim.

"This happened because I needed to break through to the Seventh Grade," Sunx Chuanying explained.

"It was my idea." Sunx Haisheng’s gaze swept around the room. "Breaking through to the Seventh Grade is simply too difficult; there is no other way. The Sunx Family needs a successor. As the Patriarch, everything I do is for the continuation and legacy of the family.

"Now that the Demon Suppression Bureau knows, we might have to hand over a few people to help the Sunx Family survive this crisis."

"This..." At this, many people began to panic. Who would be handed over? It wouldn’t be them, would it?

"One is enough," Sunx Jin said. "If there were many, wouldn’t it prove that the Sunx Family is deeply involved with the Yanyue Sect? One is merely an isolated case, an accident, someone who had been misled. Therefore..."