Grabbed soone for questioning and found out that Bai ngxian was imprisoning these girls to please the Qu Family brothers. Those two perverts would play with girls every ti they visited the dical Immortal Workshop...
"Those beasts, just beheading them was too lenient."
Hua Yingjie cursed incessantly while cradling Xiao Baicai. Fortunately, she was okay, but other girls had still suffered.
"For Martial Generals to commit such disgraceful acts, even killing them doesn’t ease the hatred."
Tang Ming also cursed fiercely, then ordered the remaining won, children, and elderly of the dical Immortal Workshop to be driven away and took over the sect’s location.
On the steps in front of the main hall, Tang Ming and a few others sat together, watching dical Immortal Workshop’s people collect bodies and manage the scene below.
"In Jianghu, we often can’t control our fate. Do you think in the future we might also die sowhere, and our relatives and friends will mournfully collect our bodies, just like they’re doing now?"
Tang Ming sighed, looking complicated.
"If you die, not only will people collect your body, but there might even be won who mourn you by taking their own lives. It’s unfortunate for ; I’m still single."
Sun Zhuangjia sulkily curled his lips.
"Why are you suddenly so pessimistic? With our strength, it’s not so easy for us to get killed, right?"
ng Xianjun looked puzzled at Tang Ming and Sun Zhuangjia.
"The sadness of losing soone resonates with all, it’s just a feeling that arises."
Tang Ming smiled bitterly, then raised his head: "To prevent our relatives and friends from having to mourn us, we must work harder on our cultivation and stay low-profile. This journey through Jianghu truly opened my eyes."
"Exactly! Although Master is knowledgeable, hearing about sothing and experiencing it firsthand are completely different."
Sun Zhuangjia nodded repeatedly.
"Not too bad."
ng Xianjun thought for a mont; although many things were beyond his understanding, as a disciple of the ng Family in the martial arts world, he wasn’t surprised by much.
"Let’s not talk about these depressing matters. Shall we start discussing what plans we have next?"
Sun Zhuangjia took a deep breath, looking at Tang Ming with interest.
"Of course, the original intention remains unchanged, preparing to establish a sect!"
Tang Ming suddenly beca interested, glancing around: "I think the sect location of the dical Immortal Workshop is pretty good. Most people have left, so this will be our territory."
"It’s easy to say that, but there’s only the four of us. Yingzi and 13 are waiting at the Heavenly dicine Sect, aren’t we going back?"
Sun Zhuangjia asked angrily.
"Occupying the dical Immortal Workshop doesn’t an we’re abandoning the Heavenly dicine Sect! Why can’t we hold both territories at once?"
Tang Ming countered, excitedly saying: "I’ve decided to establish a sect with two locations. This side will be the main venue open to the public, while the Heavenly dicine Sect will be the cultivation base for high-level sect mbers, as it’s sparsely populated and suitable for secluded cultivation."
"Your idea is quite bold. Many sects deploy sparsely, but no one has dispersed their sect so far apart."
ng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming in amazent: "Even for us, it took over two hours to traverse mountains from the Heavenly dicine Sect to here. For ordinary people, it might take one to two days!"
"What’s the problem? I’ve already figured out that once the sect is established, my master and others will cultivate at the Heavenly dicine Sect and designate talented disciples for cultivation, while others will stay here to manage the sect."
Tang Ming explained seriously: "If this side faces an attack, the experts from the Heavenly dicine Sect can rush over to assist without much delay, since they’re not ordinary people."
"The issue is if the Heavenly dicine Sect is attacked, going from here to assist isn’t convenient."
Sun Zhuangjia frowned worriedly.
"Is your brain just for show? If my master and others are attacked there and can’t handle the enemy, would we be useful in going over?"
Tang Ming glared at Sun Zhuangjia in annoyance.
"You’ve got a point."
Sun Zhuangjia nodded repeatedly.
"Hey, you two talk so animatedly, but have you considered manpower?"
ng Xianjun looked helplessly at Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming: "Any sect’s growth and expansion require disciples’ support. Without people, you’d be just commanders without any troops."
Hearing this, both Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming stared at ng Xianjun strangely.
"What are you looking at?"
Feeling sowhat intimidated by their gaze, ng Xianjun asked.
"Did you underestimate ? Do you really think I, Tang Ming, am going to take on the world alone?"
Tang Ming pouted in discontent, boasting: "Just one call from , and I can summon thousands by tomorrow, do you believe it?"
"Pfft, are you talking about the Dark Group?"
ng Xianjun expressed disbelief.
"Can’t be bothered to argue with you, I’m notifying my forces to gather here right now."
Tang Ming curled his lip, took out a confiscated satellite phone, and began calling for reinforcents.
What a joke!
Under Tang Ming’s command, the Poison Sect, Flowing Cloud Sect, Heavenly Cloud Palace three major martial arts powers, along with Songlan City’s Chen Family, Liu Family, and other urban forces, plus top experts like the old madman and Tang Cha holding fort, he has both wealth and manpower. If he doesn’t establish a sect in Jianghu, he’d be ignoring his potential.
After Tang Ming dialed several calls, Hua Yingjie erged from the main hall with Little Tiger and Xiao Baicai, grinning like a fool.
"Old Four, you inhaled laughing gas? What’s with the silly grin?"
Sun Zhuangjia curiously asked Hua Yingjie.
"Hehe, now that we’ve seized the dical Immortal Workshop, there are plenty of treasures here. We’re rich!"
Hua Yingjie sat down on the steps, holding two ancient books with both hands: "Look at what I found."
"Isn’t this the ancient dical skill you ntioned?"
Tang Ming beca interested, and both Sun Zhuangjia and ng Xianjun crowded around.
"Yes! This is the ancient dical skill that was split in two back then."
Hua Yingjie raised the ancient book in his left hand: "This half is the book the dical Immortal Workshop took away back then, while the other book was forged by us at the Heavenly dicine Sect."
"Forged?"
"I told you before, Nangong Tianyue once visited the Heavenly dicine Sect to borrow ancient books. Unexpectedly, that bastard morized them all and replicated a book. Unfortunately, the original ancient dical skill he saw had been altered beyond recognition by our predecessors at the Heavenly dicine Sect, so his copy is fake."
Hua Yingjie tossed the book in his right hand aside: "Their half is the genuine one."
"Where is the real one from your Heavenly dicine Sect?"
The three asked simultaneously.
"Long gone! With the downfall of the Heavenly dicine Sect, it was constantly at risk of invasion and theft. Naturally, we wouldn’t wait for soone to co and slaughter us, so my predecessors had already burned the real book, but its content was recorded in a special way."
Hua Yingjie proudly patted his chest: "It’s recorded on my chest, and requires special chemicals to make it visible. I’ve already morized everything, and by researching this other half, my dical skills will surely progress rapidly."
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