Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 834 Border Strife: Sharpening Stone and Mission

Two and a half hours later, the Boeing 737 landed at Yanji International Airport.

As the group stepped off the plane, they saw seven SUVs waiting on the private helipad.

As Wang Kaixuan stepped off the gangway, he recognized the white license plate and watched Gao Dongxu shake hands and exchange pleasantries with a middle-aged man who got out of one of the cars. He couldn't help but exclaim, "I'm impressed, Young Master Gao is truly awesome!"

Hu Bayi watched as Gao Dongxu shook hands with the other party again, waved to them, and gestured for them to get into the car. He felt a deep sense of emotion.

As for Gao Dongxu's people and Wu Xie's group, they didn't react at all. After all, in their view, given Gao Dongxu's status and power, this was to be expected, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

"The last car is empty, get in the first five cars—" Gao Dongxu instructed before getting into the back seat of the third car in the middle, followed closely by Che Youli, who was wearing a white outdoor cotton jacket and jeans, and Bai Qiangwei, who was wearing a yellow windbreaker.

Aning got into the passenger seat, and the others got into their cars as well. Soon, the seven cars started and drove away from the helipad.

Yanji is located at the junction of three countries, and its terrain is characterized by "eight parts mountains, one part water, half part grassland, and half part farmland".

Currently, it has been labeled a "sin city" due to economic recession and urban backwardness. Especially in South Korean films, it is portrayed as a place filled with poverty, backwardness, and crime.

However, the local people here are indeed tough and fierce, and they are known for producing many old Korean guys like the F4.

On the bus, everyone looked out the window at the scenery along the way and couldn't help but frown slightly. It was indeed desolate, mainly because there were few people and Korean signs everywhere.

After a two-hour drive, we finally arrived at Erdaobaihe Town.

The Erdaobai River, flowing down from Changbai Mountain, meanders through this small town, adding a unique and exquisite natural beauty to it. Unfortunately, it has not been extensively developed and constructed at this time.

Gao Dongxu's convoy was blocked at the entrance of the town.

Looking ahead, the only main road—which used to be a cement road that could be seen from one end to the other—has now become a paralyzed behemoth that cannot move.

SUVs, modified pickup trucks, jeeps with roof racks, and even some luxury cars with out-of-town license plates lined up one after another, completely blocking the road.

The sounds of horns, engines, and various regional accents mingled together, creating a chaotic cacophony in the crisp air of Changbai Mountain.

"Hehe, it's really lively here—"

Sitting in the car, Gao Dongxu looked out the window at the men of all ages wearing heavy windproof jackets, carrying professional mountaineering backpacks taller than their heads, with dark skin and eyes that were a mixture of vigilance and excitement.

Their equipment was incredibly varied; some had ice axes with English logos sticking out of their backpack side pockets, while others had heavy-looking metal detector cases casually placed at their feet.

Cars were parked everywhere along the road, wherever there was a gap, and some of them were covered in mud from the previous days.

The few hotels in town that used to be deserted are now bustling with people behind their windows, and huge "Full" signs hang at the entrances.

More prevalent were the once quiet residential houses. Almost every household had a simple cardboard sign outside their door, with words like "Accommodation," "Rooms Available," and "Hot Water Provided" written in red paint or thick black marker. Several simply dressed local women, with shrewd, ruddy complexions, were gesturing and discussing prices with a group of expedition members who looked like foreigners, speaking broken Mandarin.

Gao Dongxu saw a blond man talking to his companion with a serious expression. On the other side, several burly men dressed in matching dark clothes and speaking in taciturn manner were unloading several heavy, long aluminum alloy boxes from a vehicle without license plates. Their movements were swift and professional, out of place with the noisy surroundings, attracting the attention of passersby.

The hawking was equally loud. The shops along the street no longer sold local mountain products; instead, they peddled compressed biscuits, hiking poles, high-powered flashlights, and cheap down jackets.

From afar, Gao Dongxu saw a bustling restaurant where his subordinate Wang Jianjun and another subordinate were carrying steaming bowls of noodles, weaving through the crowd with tired but happy smiles on their faces.

An invisible, scorching current seemed to flow through the air. It was the scent of desire, greed, curiosity, and ambition intertwined.

This remote border town, which used to only show a hint of life at dawn and dusk, is now like a person who has been forcibly injected with an excessive amount of adrenaline, its heart pounding and gasping for breath amidst a distorted prosperity.

Gao Dongxu smiled faintly, his cold gaze slowly sweeping over the bizarre and dazzling scene. To be honest, he really hadn't expected that so many people would gather here less than a week after the auction ended.

It seems that the news that the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds is located in Changbai Mountain is no longer a secret.

Erdaobaihe, this remote place, became the center of the storm because of him, a place where dragons and snakes mingled and clouds moved from all directions.

The real storm is brewing here.

Finally, with the help of a local uncle, Gao Dongxu's convoy drove through the streets and headed straight for the nearby BD Guesthouse.

After checking into the guesthouse and resting for a while, we went to the restaurant for lunch.

"Young Master Gao, it seems the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds is no longer a secret in Changbai Mountain," Wu Xie said with a somewhat grave expression. Gao Dongxu smiled faintly, picked up his beer, gestured to the others, downed it in one gulp, and then laughed heartily, "It doesn't matter. Like I said, people die for money, birds die for food; life and death are all in the hands of fate. Let's hope God will bless them—"

Although they were already mentally prepared, Hu Bayi and his two companions couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they heard Gao Dongxu say that and thought of all the people in the town.

"By the way, young man, do you want to go up the mountain by yourself?" Gao Dongxu suddenly asked Zhang Qiling with a meaningful smile.

Upon hearing this question, everyone turned to look at Zhang Qiling, who hadn't spoken until now, especially Hu Bayi and his two companions, who were filled with curiosity about Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi in the group.

"Is it alright?" Zhang Qiling looked at Gao Dongxu and said indifferently, without any emotion.

"Well, you should go into the mountains first. Besides us, I've also hired a very, very professional expedition team. I don't think it's the right time for them to see you yet," Gao Dongxu said with a joking smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback at first. Then, looking at Zhang Qiling who was frowning and deep in thought, while Hu Bayi and the other two were confused, Wu Xie, Wang Pangzi, and Hei Xiazi suddenly realized something and their expressions became serious.

"Young Master Gao, aren't you inviting a wolf into the house?" Wu Xie said hurriedly.

"Hehe, they came to me on their own initiative. They originally wanted to scam me, which almost made me laugh to death. Since they offered themselves up, of course I wouldn't turn them away."

"Also, if you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them carelessly in the future. Inviting wolves into the house? What kind of wolves are they? I just thought it was fun. Isn't it good to watch their performance?" Gao Dongxu complained irritably, making Wu Xie smile awkwardly.

"The reason I'm telling you this now is to make sure you're aware of the situation and don't be foolish enough to let them extract information from you. Also, observe them carefully, especially you, Wu Xie. Whether you like it or not, you and they are destined to be enemies, whether for your Third Uncle or Little Brother."

"Huh?!" Wu Xie was completely dumbfounded when he heard Gao Dongxu's words.

Wang Yueban and Hei Xiazi both frowned as they looked at the bewildered Wu Xie, while Zhang Qiling's eyes flickered, giving Wu Xie a somewhat ambiguous look.

"Young Master Gao, you must be joking. With you here, wiping them out is as easy as wiping out a bunch of ants..." Wu Xie said to Gao Dongxu with a guilty smile.

“That’s right, it would be very easy for me to wipe them out, but it’s no fun to just wipe them out directly. I hope you can grow up quickly, so I won’t interfere with your struggle with them. They are a very good whetstone for you.” Gao Dongxu picked up his chopsticks and said with a playful smile while picking up some food.

"Huh?!" Wu Xie was dumbfounded.

Although Hu Bayi and his two companions didn't understand the details, they got the gist of it and realized that Gao Dongxu valued Wu Xie highly. They looked at Wu Xie with curiosity, pity, and envy.

Being valued and specially cultivated by someone like Gao Dongxu means that one's future is limitless.

"Sigh—" Wang Yue reached out and patted Wu Xie's shoulder, who had a bitter smile on his face, with half a sympathy, and said with a soft sigh, "A good brother for life, I'll help you!"

"Thank you—" Wu Xie said, looking at Fatty Wang with a wry smile, somewhat moved.

"Blind Man, he's in your hands now. Starting today, teach him how to protect himself and how to kill," Gao Dongxu said with a smile to Black Bear.

"Okay." Hei Xiazi grinned at Wu Xie, whose smile looked more like a grimace.

"Young Master Gao... I..." Wu Xie looked at Gao Dongxu with a wry smile.

"Do you remember the fate I predicted for you when we came back from the underwater tomb?" Gao Dongxu said with a sneer, "Now I'm telling you again, if you don't grow up quickly, I'll bring you great misfortune. Your second and third uncles will die, and your Wu family will be wiped out—"

"what!"

"This...this..." Wu Xie's face immediately turned deathly pale. He looked at the sneering Gao Dongxu in disbelief, then at Zhang Qiling, who was bowing his head and remaining silent.

As everyone watched Wu Xie, who was still in shock and at a loss, Zhang Qiling suddenly raised his head, looked at Wu Xie with an extremely complicated expression, and said calmly, "I remember now..."

"What did you remember?" Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling with wide eyes and asked eagerly.

Everyone else looked at Zhang Qiling, who then looked at Gao Dongxu and said, "I'll go into the mountains after I finish eating—"

"Alright, I've prepared everything for you. I'll send a car to take you into the mountains," Gao Dongxu nodded and said. "There's only one request: guard the gate carefully. Before we arrive, kill everyone, no matter who they are, leave no one alive!"

Zhang Qiling's pupils contracted as he stared intently at Gao Dongxu, finally nodding and saying, "Okay!"

Although the others didn't know what cryptic language the two were using, the murderous intent in their words still sent chills down their spines.

(End of this chapter)