A House Spirit is considered a living being.
Li Banfeng and his wife laughed together, their laughter chilling.
HISS HISS...
Red Lotus spoke again.
His wife relayed, "She says she has another way."
Li Banfeng fell silent for a mont, then nodded slightly.
He picked up Red Lotus and went to the Fifth Room.
"Reflect here for a few days. No food for you!"
You have another way? Isn’t it just a trick to persuade to let you out?
Watching Li Banfeng’s retreating figure, the Copper Lotus Flower sprayed a string of dewdrops.
「...」
Li Banfeng left the Portable Residence and entered the main building.
One shouldn’t ask too many questions about his wife’s affairs, unless she herself wished to speak of them.
There were still many treasures within this estate. Ma Dingfu knew their locations and had inford Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng first went to a secret room on the third floor and retrieved two Spiritual Objects.
The first Spiritual Object was a black button that could change a person’s voice.
This Spiritual Object was made from pure Ethereal Spirits. Due to its limited Spirit Attribute, it couldn’t be refined into a Magical Treasure and lacked the ability to advance, but its function was very powerful.
The button had four holes; sewing just one hole onto clothing was enough to use it.
The thod of use was sowhat complex. By turning the button, one could continuously change their vocal tone. The user had to determine the precise adjustnt themselves through trial and error.
The second Spiritual Object was a belt. According to Ma Dingfu, this belt was even more precious. It was refined from a Great Demon—a collective body of Ethereal Spirits.
This belt’s sole function was to create an aura of might. Zhou Anju had no cultivation level, yet simply wearing this belt could strike fear into Li Banfeng.
That a cultivator at the Fourth Layer would fear a White Lamb demonstrated that this belt’s power, much like the techniques of Foolish Cultivation, could transcend hierarchical limitations.
Besides these two Spiritual Objects, Li Banfeng also found one hundred fifty thousand Ocean Dollars and many Gold Bars within Zhou Anju’s estate.
He summoned several Ho Cultivators and had the real gold and silver carried out of the estate.
Wu Yongchao called out, and all the Ho Cultivators assembled.
Li Banfeng looked at the money chests and said, "This is your money, the money Zhou Anju extorted from you. Ah Chao, check the roster, see who was extorted more, calculate the amounts, and distribute it evenly."
Wu Yongchao led so n to tally the amounts, while the other Ho Cultivators watched Li Banfeng silently.
They couldn’t see his face; his hat brim was too low. They could only see his beard.
They had encountered many people who took money, but never anyone who brought them money.
After a long silence, an elder stepped forward to express his gratitude, "Peddler, I thank you..."
"Don’t call Peddler," Li Banfeng shook his head. "Peddler is my junior brother’s title."
"Then, this..." The elder didn’t know how to address Li Banfeng.
Wu Yongchao finished counting the Gold and Silver and said to Li Banfeng, "Fortress Lord, the amounts have been tallied, and the sum per person has also been calculated."
He called Li Banfeng Fortress Lord.
He was an honest man, but not a fool; he knew who treated him well.
"Fortress Lord, thank you." The elder bowed to Li Banfeng.
"Fortress Lord!"
"Fortress Lord!"
"Thank you, Fortress Lord!"
The Ho Cultivators, one after another, began to call him Fortress Lord.
Li Banfeng let out a cold laugh. "I’ve killed your last two Fortress Lords, and now you want to be Fortress Lord? Is that appropriate?"
The crowd didn’t know how to respond.
This was indeed rather inappropriate, and they felt conflicted.
Li Banfeng laughed heartily. "I think it’s very appropriate!"
Is this really appropriate?
Li Banfeng continued, "From now on, I am your Fortress Lord! Anyone who objects can step forward now!"
The crowd still didn’t know how to respond.
They felt even more conflicted.
A female Ho Cultivator nad Li Zhijuan whispered, "What if soone kills this Fortress Lord too?"
Her voice was low, but Li Banfeng still heard her.
Li Banfeng shouted, "Even if soone kills , he won’t be your Fortress Lord! Because from now on, you have only as your Fortress Lord! Any other questions?"
A male Ho Cultivator nad Hu Fangyuan quietly asked, "What if you die?"
This question is crucial. These Ho Cultivators, their mouths are as sweet as honey!
"Alive, I am your Fortress Lord. Dead, I am still your Fortress Lord. Even as a ghost, I won’t let you off! Anything else to ask?"
A female Ho Cultivator nad Tang Yanning mustered her courage and asked, "Fortress Lord, what’s your na?"
Li Banfeng said, "My na is Fortress Lord. Rember that."
The Fortress Lord’s na is Fortress Lord...
The crowd was bewildered to the point of not knowing how to feel.
A male Ho Cultivator nad Yuan Zhengguang asked sincerely, "We don’t know your na, and we can’t see your face clearly. What if soone impersonates you?"
Li Banfeng said, "As Ho Cultivators, you must recognize your wife in bed and your shoes when you get out. You must know the way back when you leave the fortress. And upon entering the fortress, you must recognize your Fortress Lord. If you can’t even manage these things, what kind of Ho Cultivators are you?"
We have to recognize the Fortress Lord just by entering the fortress? Do Ho Cultivators even have such an ability? Is there any logic to this?
While the Ho Cultivators were still trying to sort out their thoughts, Li Banfeng laid down three rules:
First: The Fortress Lord’s na is Fortress Lord!
Second: Iron Gate Fort has only one Fortress Lord!
Third: Everyone in the fortress must obey the Fortress Lord!
After hearing these three rules, the Ho Cultivators were no longer so conflicted.
They felt these rules made a lot of sense!
"After receiving your share of the money, everyone is to attend to their duties. Every task I assign must be completed properly. Right now, we must guard against retaliation from Flying Eagle Mountain. Keeping watch, relaying ssages, guarding the main gate—all tasks must be perford with utmost diligence. Understood?"
The Ho Cultivators answered resoundingly, then collected their money and went about their tasks.
At daybreak the next day, Li Banfeng put on a mask and changed his clothes. After confirming the Ho Cultivators wouldn’t recognize him, he climbed the cliff.
On the platform, three Ho Cultivators were on watch.
Seriousness and ticulousness were virtues of the Ho Cultivators. The three n showed no signs of slacking, their gazes fixed on Li Banfeng.
The lookout spotted Li Banfeng and promptly inford the other two.
Li Banfeng closed his eyes and sighed.
I’m right here in front of them. What’s the point of informing the other two?
The one responsible for responding asked, "Who are you?"
Well, at least that’s the correct protocol.
The most exasperating one was the ssenger, who was already rappelling down the cliff with a rope.
Li Banfeng asked, "Where are you going?"
The ssenger remained silent.
I’m going to deliver a ssage. How could I tell anyone sothing so confidential?
Li Banfeng was furious. "Can’t you just beat a gong or strike a drum? Do you have to personally run down to deliver the ssage?"
This group of Ho Cultivators lacked neither combat ability nor fighting spirit.
They lacked combat experience.
Where can I get them so experience?
Li Banfeng looked toward Flying Eagle Mountain in the distance.
Why haven’t they arrived yet?
「...」
WHIRR! RATTLE!
A Disciple of dicine King Hall from the Jiang Xiang Gang dialed a phone number behind Hall Master Luo Zhengnan. The call connected.
Xiao Zhenggong was soaking in a swimming pool with a dozen or so young won.
"You’d better have sothing important to tell !" Xiao Zhenggong said, a cigar in his mouth, trying his best to remain patient.
Luo Zhengnan dismissed his subordinates and said in a low voice, "Gang Leader, I have good news. I’ve found that gun."
"Which gun are you talking about?" Xiao Zhenggong tossed his cigar aside.
"The one you’ve always wanted! Zhao Xiaowan!"
Xiao Zhenggong’s body couldn’t help but tremble.
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