Chapter 1355: Extra Release for 30 Pink Tickets (Part 2)

Chapter 1355: Chapter 684: Extra Release for 30 Pink Tickets (Part 2)

“For thousands of years, the Washing Sword Pavilion has accumulated immense influence and resources. They would never tolerate such humiliation. Hence, the Hidden Stream brazenly invaded from the east a month ago, and within three days, they advanced to Taiwei Village. The Demon Commander boasted that as long as the people of Taiwei Village disclosed city defense information to the Hidden Stream, no mortal lives would be harmed once the city was entered. But the people of Taiwei Village were truly commendable; even when the battle began, this intelligence was firmly kept from the Hidden Stream!”

Upon hearing this, Huangfuming glanced at Ning Xiaoxian, noticing her calm demeanor and downcast eyes, as if indifferent to the matter.

“The Hidden Stream’s army advanced, forcibly attacking for two and a half days. The Washing Sword Pavilion somehow brought in strong reinforcements, and the battle in Taiwei Village was extremely fierce. Reportedly, over a thousand Demon Soldiers of the Hidden Stream were lost here. So, after the village was taken, not only were all Washing Sword Pavilion defenders massacred, but even the local populace perished, regardless of age or gender.”

The gaunt man sighed, “You know, a large spirit stone vein was discovered in this area more than twenty years ago, prompting the Washing Sword Pavilion to send people to mine it, which led to the prosperity of Taiwei Village. I believe the Hidden Stream targeted Taiwei Village first mainly for the spirit ore. With such a bloody precedent, whenever the Hidden Stream attacks other places, four or five out of ten local wealthy and officials secretly report information to them in exchange for their safety. Within just over a month, this state has lost one-third of its land. It seems that this war will inevitably continue after the New Year.”

The guest was taken aback, his face suddenly turning pale, “Does this mean Xinyu City is also in danger?” Although Xinyu City is far from Taiwei Village, it is directly on the path of the Hidden Stream’s march!”

The gaunt man shrugged, “Who knows? Apart from these few large cities, common folk are having a very hard time due to the war.”

The guest was astonished, “Yet today, Xinyu City is so lively, not showing a sign of fear!”

“The world is far from peaceful; should everyday life cease before the army approaches? You must know the Xinyu Lantern Festival is renowned far and wide, with a tradition of hundreds of years. If even the lantern festival ceased, then the people’s morale would truly collapse. Even for this reason, the festival must take place.” The gaunt man suddenly smirked, “Do you think the Hidden Stream can act with impunity? Remember, the Heavenly Dao is evident, and retribution is swift! It won’t end well for them sooner or later!”

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly gave a slight smile. Although the gaunt man couldn’t see it, Huangfuming did, his starry eyes twinkling as he suddenly said, “Ha, this Great State originally belonged to a smaller Demon Sect; it was only annexed by the Washing Sword Pavilion nine hundred years ago. Why was it fine for the Washing Sword Pavilion to seize it, but not for the Hidden Stream?”

His voice, originally clear, had now risen slightly in volume. Nearby tables turned to listen.

The gaunt man naturally heard this, immediately darkening his expression, “Young brat reeking of milk, how old are you to dare to spout such nonsense?”

Huangfuming particularly resented being called young, especially in front of Ning Xiaoxian. Yet, his face showed no anger, instead smiling broadly, “Don’t you know your own state’s history? Nine hundred and twenty-five years ago, the Washing Sword Pavilion seized this state from the Sky Wolf Valley, taking three years. The Sky Wolf Valley Sect was destroyed, and twenty-three citadels were ruined in the process. The fields lay full of starving corpses, with approximately three hundred and twenty thousand mortals implicated; over two hundred thousand were killed or wounded. If we speak of Heaven’s justice, I haven’t seen the Washing Sword Pavilion facing any retribution for that.”

Over nine hundred years ago, such a tragic event occurred? Everyone exchanged glances. Mortals don’t live beyond a hundred years, and living to over sixty is rare in this era. While this was mundane information for cultivators, it was as if a heavenly text to them. Even Ning Xiaoxian was surprised, unexpectedly giving him a glance, not realizing that this seemingly carefree person was so knowledgeable about such details.

So, does this guy normally enjoy playing the fool to catch the tiger unaware?

Having said this, Huangfuming raised his brows, pretending surprise, “Oh right, victors become kings, and losers bandits. How could the Washing Sword Pavilion, being the landlords, include such a violent annexation in the State History? Likewise, if the Hidden Stream takes over now, in a few centuries, state citizens will only know of the Hidden Stream, not that there ever was a Washing Sword Pavilion.”

The people remained silent. In truth, they didn’t care which Immortal Sect lorded over them, as long as they had clothes to wear, food to eat, and lives to live. But whenever Immortal Sects and Demon Sects fought, it was always the common folk who suffered the most.

Ultimately with distinguished bearing, Huangfuming provocatively drew hostility, but the gaunt man didn’t argue, suspiciously glancing at him, suddenly showing anger, “You, you must be a Hidden Stream spy!”

The words “spy” echoed out, drawing collective attention. After all, this was Washing Sword Pavilion territory, and people with unpleasant expressions stood.

Only then did Huangfuming turn his head, giving the gaunt man a direct look, casually stroking his chin, he also laughed, “I’ve recognized you too. You’re the mole planted within Washing Sword Pavilion to pass information to the Hidden Stream!”

The man froze for a moment, then furiously retorted, “What nonsense are you spouting!”

Huangfuming lightly clapped his hands, “Aha, if you’re not the Hidden Sect’s spy in Washing Sword Pavilion, how could you recognize me as a spy right away? Clearly, we bump into each other frequently within the sect!” (To be continued.