Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 238 Tool Master

Gong Tianwu said to Ming Zhenzi:

"Strictly speaking today, I still owe you a debt of gratitude for saving my life. I wonder if you agree?"

Ming Zhenzi smiled bitterly and said:

"To be honest, although Wu Mingyuan put Baiyun San on me, I have the soul pattern technique of the Blood Miao tribe to protect me. If I am really forced by him, I can sacrifice my essence and blood in my heart and turn it into a blood arrow to kill people."

"But in this way, the roots and bones will be damaged and the foundation will have a great impact on the future foundation building."

"So, Master Young Marquis, the life-saving grace you mentioned is not that exaggerated, but I do owe you a big favor."

Gong Tianwu nodded, then suddenly used his spiritual power and pointed with his finger.

Although he was still at the first level of Qi Refining at this time, his use of spiritual power was also perfect.

So a half-inch long crimson light immediately emanated from the fingertips!
Ming Zhenzi was immediately surprised and said:

"So you, Young Marquis, are also one of my generation!"

Gong Tianwu whispered:

"You should recognize my Blood God Finger, right?"

The Blood God Sect's reputation is so great that the whole world is astonished. Its several signature magical powers are known to everyone in the world, and among these signature magical powers is of course the Blood God Finger.

However, Ming Zhenzi had never seen this thing before, but seeing that Gong Tianwu's previous finger was very similar to the rumors in the martial arts world, he nodded and smiled:

"It's indeed the Blood God's Sword, it turns out that you are actually a disciple of the Blood God's Sect."

Gong Tianwu laughed secretly in his heart. The Blood God pointed out that of course he had a way to practice, but this thing was harmful to his body, so he was determined not to practice it. Instead, he directly simulated an 80% image of it, and sure enough, Ming Zhenzi couldn't recognize it.

However, Gong Tianwu laughed in his heart but did not show it on his face. Instead, he whispered:

"The one who taught me the secrets of the Holy Sect was an elder in my sect. He was a loner, and he left after teaching me a few of the secrets. He would come to check on my progress every year or so."

"He also said that if I don't reach the third level of Qi Refining before I'm thirty, I'm not allowed to say I'm his disciple, let alone mention his name. If I disobey him, he will kill me!"

When Ming Zhenzi heard this, he felt that it really was something that someone from the Blood God Sect would do.

After all, the evil people are always doing all kinds of weird things. Ming Zhenzi has heard a lot about recruiting disciples to refine weapons, training a disciple specifically to sacrifice to the alchemy furnace, and so on.

So what Gong Tianwu encountered was really child's play.

Ming Zhenzi could only comfort him:
"The Young Marquis is extremely talented and can be valued by the powerful masters of the sect and will definitely achieve their goals."

Gong Tianwu smiled bitterly and said:

"The problem is that it's hard for me to conceal the fact that I'm practicing. For example, the crossbows used by my subordinates were made by our master after he casually gave me a blueprint."

"For example, some of the secrets of my cultivation, some of the special materials I need to purchase, etc., all need to be explained to the inside and outside world."

"But my master's dignity forbids me to tell others about his existence. This makes it very difficult for me, especially when facing my father's questions."

After hearing Gong Tianwu say this, Ming Zhenzi already had some of his own judgment and pondered:

"So what does the young marquis mean?"

Gong Tianwu said:

"Don't you owe me a favor? You can be my secret master in name only for the next few years. You don't really need to do anything. Just help me smooth things over when necessary and deal with my father and the people around me."

After hearing this, Ming Zhenzi was somewhat hesitant.

Gong Tianwu thought about it and added:
"I know what you are worried about. Langshan Country is governed by the Shenxiao Sect, and the founder of the Shenxiao Sect is Zhou Qingyun, a disciple of Emei. It is an absolutely righteous sect. Once they know my true origins, they will definitely want my life."

"But my qualifications are not outstanding, and I am still the identity of the Young Marquis. It is almost impossible to take action in normal times. How could I reveal it?"

Speaking of this, Gong Tianwu suddenly blew a sharp whistle, and Kasar and others in the distance immediately rushed up, looking malicious.

Under such a combination of soft and hard tactics, Ming Zhenzi could only smile bitterly:
"There has to be a deadline, right?"

Gong Tianwu said:

"Ten years! Once ten years are up, you cut off this relationship."

Ming Zhenzi said:

"Eight years."

Gong Tianwu nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, it's a matter of determination, but I met a real person by chance and never met him. What if you pretend to agree and leave afterwards?"

"So, please give a swear to the truth about this matter. If you violate the evil spirits or do something that is not good for me in this matter, then you will be killed without a place to die."

After hearing this, Ming Zhenzi's face suddenly changed and she wanted to refuse, but when she looked around, she realized that the situation was really not optimistic.

Not only was he poisoned, but he was also facing the young marquis of the Blood God Sect. Next to him was a group of burly men holding sharp weapons and eyeing him fiercely, ready to attack at the slightest disagreement. Who the hell could withstand this?

Gong Tianwu knew that he couldn't just keep being tough, so he found a way out and said:
"I heard that the real person is looking for blood-marked bezoar?"

Ming Zhenzi nodded somewhat stiffly.

Gong Tianwu said:

"How about this as my apprenticeship gift? It should be delivered successfully tomorrow."

"Besides that, I think this guy's belt is quite good, and it matches the Master quite well."

"This guy" mentioned by Gong Tianwu. It was the dead Wu Mingyuan.

Ming Zhenzi's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this. Wu Mingyuan's belt was not an ordinary item. The beads inlaid on it were very beneficial to cultivation:
"Is this true?"

Gong Tianwu smiled and said:

"Of course it is true."

Speaking of which, Gong Tianwu was not being pretentious. Ming Zhenzi knew the benefits of this belt, and of course he could see it too.

This belt only adds a little bit of enlightenment. Ming Zhenzi is just a Qi-refining cultivator and is short-sighted. He regards it as a treasure. However, Gong Tianwu does not take it seriously and just gives it to him.

After getting the great benefits, Akimako's heart suddenly became less resistant. At this time, the corners of his mouth twitched twice. Knowing that the situation was better than others, he could only smile bitterly:

"I, Li Yuzhen, swear to heaven."

After hearing Ming Zhenzi's oath, Gong Tianwu knelt down and kowtowed with a smile on his face, paying homage to him as his master, and then asked someone to drive a carriage over to invite Ming Zhenzi to get on.

Of course, the dead Wu Mingyuan would also be taken away and dealt with, but the one who killed him would definitely be Ming Zhenzi. Just as he was leaving, Gong Tianwu found a stranger in the cavalry and said to Hasar:
"Who is that?"

After taking a look, Hasar whispered:
"This is the guide we hired. We hired him because we are not familiar with the roads here and we were afraid that we might miss the time."

Gong Tianwu nodded, then rode over and chatted with the guide with a smile, just expressing his gratitude and asking about the situation at home.

The guide also answered with fear and trepidation, looking very respectful.

Gong Tianwu nodded in satisfaction, then deliberately slowed down his horse, drew the sword from his waist, and stabbed it into the guide's vest.

The sword was fast, accurate and fierce, piercing through the ribs in the back and going straight to the heart.

The guide fell off his horse without even a murmur, and died on the ground convulsing.

Hasar remained calm after seeing this, he knew very well why Gong Tianwu took action - this man knew too much, and it was inevitable that he would leak some secrets in the future.

Seeing Gong Tianwu suddenly start killing people, there was a slight commotion in the entire team.

After Gong Tianwu killed someone, his expression was also faint, and then he said to Hasar:

"This guide is pretty good, but unfortunately he was killed by the demon Taoist, so he turned around and paid three times the pension to his family and was buried with a grand funeral."

Hasar nodded.

After seeing this, Ming Zhenzi, who was standing next to him, felt a chill down her spine.

He had seen many murders, but a young man like Gong Tianwu killed without showing any emotion and without even showing the slightest discomfort. This kind of character is something few people can match.

After returning to the city, Gong Tianwu searched Wu Mingyuan carefully and found that this guy still had some belongings, but Gong Tianwu didn't care about them at all.

In the end, he left everything except the storage bag and sold it to Ming Zhenzi at a 10% discount in exchange for the storage bag.

Next, there was no trouble. Soon the blood-patterned oxen was sent over, and then Ming Zhenzi walked with Gong Tianwu and returned to Sansheng City.

At this moment, Gong Tianwu really wanted to sigh, "Fate is wonderful." Who would have known that two people who had fought each other to death in the previous lives would actually become partners in this life?

Of course, Gong Tianwu also knows that cooperation must benefit both parties, otherwise it will break down sooner or later.

So when returning to the city, he found a carriage to travel with Ming Zhenzi. When chatting with Ming Zhenzi, he pretended to "inadvertently" reveal some key points about refining equipment, refining pills, and practicing.

When Ming Zhenzi heard this, he felt like he had a treasure. After all, for a casual cultivator who had no inheritance, he could be a ten-year hard practice with just one tip. It seemed that he could not write it down.

And he did not have any suspicion. After all, Gong Tianwu was a disciple of a "superior sect" like the Blood God Sect. Ming Zhenzi just thought that Gong Tianwu was relaying the words of his master. He felt that this foundation-building master was extraordinary.

Of course, Ming Zhenzi no longer had any intention of breaking his promise. He only had one thought in his mind:
"Please give me more opportunities like this."

***
Soon, Gong Tianwu brought Ming Zhenzi back to Sansheng City. After settling Ming Zhenzi down, he went to ask for an audience with Chen Yunsheng, the Marquis of Zhenbei.

At this time, Chen Yunsheng was training the new army on the parade ground. Although he was a marquis, he was also a general who could ride a horse and charge into battle.

Of course, a great general is not the same as a fierce general. In Gong Tianwu's opinion, his personal combat power should be around 60 to 70 points (out of 100).

During the drill, Chen Yunsheng had already seen his son Gong Tianwu waiting nearby, but he still followed the rules and completed the drill meticulously.

Then he rode his horse to Gong Tianwu, jumped off the saddle and said:

"Seventh brother, are you okay?"

Gong Tianwu could already feel several gazes directed at him at this time, simply because Chen Yunsheng liked to bring several adult sons with him during training, and among them of course was Chen Feidi who had just caused a big mess.

At this time, Chen Feidi, the prince’s disgust against Gong Tianwu, can be imagined.

However, Gong Tianwu ignored these looks and smiled at Chen Yunsheng:

"Father, the time has come."

Chen Yunsheng was surprised and said:

"What timing? Wait, are you talking about that?"

Gong Tianwu smiled and nodded, deliberately amplifying his voice:
"The Master has arrived and wants to see you."

Chen Yunsheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Then he pointed to his trusted general next to him:

"You come to practice, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."

To be honest, after the previous preparations, Chen Yunsheng had already guessed that there must be a Taoist master behind Gong Tianwu.

After all, in his understanding and cognition, this is the biggest possibility, and it is also the most reasonable explanation for the rapid improvement in Lao Qi's performance.

Then Chen Yunsheng said to the housekeeper next to him:

"Open the main gate, set up lanterns, and clean the streets!"

After hearing this, Gong Tianwu immediately smiled bitterly and said:

"Father, the teacher wants to keep a low profile. He is not a flamboyant person. He also hopes that as few people as possible know about the relationship between us because he still has enemies. He is afraid that others will not be able to do anything to him and will come to trouble me."

Chen Yunsheng followed suit and nodded immediately:
"Okay, then I won't be ostentatious, but I still cannot lose the etiquette in this regard."

***
Soon, Chen Yunsheng met Ming Zhenzi. After a conversation, the two found that they had a lot in common and had a very pleasant conversation.

In fact, for mortals, the help of cultivators is actually a very precious and scarce resource. Even Wei Qu, the king of Langshan Kingdom, found it difficult to gain the true loyalty of cultivators.

After all, most of the time, monks are aloof and only care about their own interests, so they only talk about transactions with you and are chillingly indifferent.

In fact, Chen Yunsheng had dealt with cultivators before. When the Marquis' Mansion encountered a catastrophe before, it was thanks to a cultivator that it was able to preserve its vitality.

But this cultivator owed a favor to the previous generation of Marquis Zhenbei, and he promised that as long as the incense was taken out and lit at the critical moment, he would come to rescue the Marquis's Mansion once.

The key is that his way of rescue is to circle the study as a safe zone. He will only rescue you if you can escape in. Otherwise, he will not even blink an eye at you to die in front of you. He is as indifferent as if he is handing in homework.

As for the usual times when the Marquis of Zhenbei sent people to pay a visit, they would just accept the gifts and the governor of his household would express their thanks, but they would not even get to see the emperor in person.

As for the rest of the monks, most of them are the same. They only care about interests and don't bother to talk about friendship with you.

At this time, it is rare to meet Ming Zhenzi who is willing to show goodwill (the professor's own son) and is kind to the emperor. Chen Yunsheng was very satisfied.

Of course, he also knew that things like cooperation and recruitment should not be brought up too quickly. It was like asking a girl to get a room when you first chat with her. That is definitely not okay.

So when Ming Zhenzi said goodbye, Chen Yunsheng gave him five thousand taels of gold and a hundred-year-old Cordyceps sinensis without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)