The Great Seminary

Chapter 384 Chaos is Coming
The alchemy furnace was blazing hot, and the metal alchemist, evolved from mechanical craftsmanship, was filling the furnace with millet, lean beef jerky, and various dried fruits soaked in salt water.

Licked by the raging fire, in a short while, they will be forged into batches of 'Rampaging Monkeys'.

After Zhang Gui appeared in the secret realm, he looked around and saw that only a small portion of the alchemy ingredients he had specially stockpiled were left. He couldn't help but lower his head and sigh with drooping eyes.

The value of the 'illusory and real' materials alone consumed in transporting raw materials from the True Dragon Kingdom to the secret realm of the 'Cave Realm' for alchemy already exceeded that of the finished food pills in his mind.

Therefore, it is meaningless if it is not produced and sold directly from Poyuan City by the 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect'.

"However, at this moment of 'life or death,' it is just the right time to 'let loose' and vent."

They walked up to the bamboo basket filled with the 'Monkey King' that had been refined in the past few days.

Zhang Gui grabbed a handful of food balls and stuffed them into his mouth. With a serious expression, he walked out of the secret realm.

His ideal scenario was that the warehouse outside would be completely empty.

The worst-case scenario is that you'll encounter dozens or even hundreds of different kinds of demons head-on, resulting in a chaotic battle where it's a fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, upon exiting the secret realm, they were greeted by a bustling scene of labor.

Groups of laborers were carrying sacks of grain, oil, salt, soy sauce jars, and other items into the warehouse.

Because he appeared suddenly alone in a corner, no one noticed that there was another person there, and everyone continued to come and go, selling their labor.

Zhang Gui opened his mouth in surprise, but seeing that everyone there was a stranger, he quietly slipped out of the warehouse and went outside.

He had been hoping to find an acquaintance in his own 'territory' to ask about the situation, but he was shocked to discover...

The farthest suburb of Poyuan City, 'Suburban Standard Eleven', or perhaps the entire 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect' mountain gate, has been blocked by a wall over a hundred feet high;
The endless, boundless golden and stone walls surrounded the area on both sides.

"Damn it! This is supposed to be an ancient fantasy story, but it suddenly turned into 'Giants Entering Chickens'! What does this mean?!"

Looking into the distance, he saw the shadow of the huge wall stretched long by the sunlight, seemingly swallowing his 'Wealthy Manor', and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

For a moment, it felt like a dream, and just then, a familiar voice rang out beside me.

"Master, you've finally shown yourself!"

"Steward Cao, what's going on?"

Zhang Gui snapped out of his daze, turned his head, widened his eyes, and stared at Cao Zhengbing, the steward of Fugui Manor who had fled and returned, and asked.

The question he raised is something any living person in the "underground world" would know; it's utter nonsense.

But since ancient times, people have been bound by the saying, "He who eats another's food is bound to him, and he who takes another's money is bound to him."

In addition, although it now seems that working in Fugui Manor is a complete loss.

But this was an unexpected disaster, a case of bad luck.

Zhang Gui, as the owner, paid well and assigned little work, making him practically impeccable.

In addition, he possesses powerful extraordinary strength and has good relationships with many young disciples of the 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect' who seem to have high status.

One or two of the female disciples, in particular, even went so far as to engage in flirtatious behavior.

In the current situation, how could Cao Zhengbing dare to "explode his wings"?

Knowing it was a obvious answer, I could only honestly reply:

"Master, seven days ago, it was not the Great Qi Emperor of 'Xia Que' who summoned the entire 'Dungeon Realm' from the two supreme beings, the Queen Mother of the West of 'Kunlun'."

Well, I remember the very first sentence: "The glorious ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. The demon races have been lying low and recuperating, and now they are ready to seize power again." Uh, they want to compete with our human race for "destiny".

The human race and the hundred races of the demons are about to rise again in a great struggle for survival. Therefore, the Great Qi Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West want to consolidate the power of conquest of all the major sects in the underground world of Dongsheng Continent, which are all considered "inferior" in terms of military strength.

Well, they said 'all inferior', which means a single 'Upper Grade B' level 3 or above strong person, and some kind of 'special type' Dao soldier.

Then all the major sects that directly face the 'Earthly Veins' must build the 'Great Contest Wall'.

The century-long war between the human race and the demons for the future, what was it called again? Victory, the first move in the battle, right, the first move in the battle.

And that was the great battleground of the 'Three Holy Swords Northern Sect' mountain gate.

It is said that a great price was paid to hire the craftsmen from 'Xia Que' who were specially hired to build the palaces for Emperor Qi.

With the combined application of various spells, formations, and supernatural powers, it took shape in three days, a truly breathtaking sight.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Gui pondered for a long time without expression, a strange smile recently appearing on his face.

"His Majesty's will is truly both capricious and measured."

Old Cao, you clearly remembered and articulated the Emperor's decree, even though you stuttered and still managed your own literary interpretation. That's quite impressive.

However, even if a "Great Wall" were built in a remote suburban area like "Jiaodingbiao Eleven," it would still be less safe than Poyuan City.

Why has someone as 'smart' as you come back again?

And why are there so many unfamiliar faces working in our village?

"Master, just four days after the decrees of the Great Qi Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West were issued, the Grand Master of the Three Saints Sword Sect also issued a decree."

The numerous wards and markets in the three major sub-districts of 'North, South, and Central' below will no longer allow the movement of people starting today.

Those who originally made a living in the suburbs were required to return to their original places to "survive," otherwise they would be left to freeze and starve to death.

So I returned with the tenants, farmhands, and servants from our estate.

Furthermore, the 'empty' warehouses of the manors closest to the Great Battle Wall have been requisitioned by the Northern Sect of the Three Holy Swords as transit points for storing and transporting grain.

These unfamiliar faces are here to do this.

Cao Zhengbing lowered his voice and said with a wry smile,
"You still have a lot of influence; the 'main courtyard' wasn't registered as an empty storeroom, so it was burgled."

In some of the other surrounding villages, I've heard that the village heads are living crammed together with their tenants.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Gui's brows furrowed unconsciously, and he muttered, "Wouldn't that create chaos..."

"Yes, Master, in the past, ordinary people in the underground world could move around freely and go wherever they wanted to live."

But now they're stuck in place, and who knows how they'll be dealt with in the future.

Cao Zhengbing sighed with a worried expression:
"The disciples of the Three Saints Sword Sect were already superior to others in their own sect, and now they are even more powerful!"

It is said that the line of people who want to 'make offerings' in order to obtain the status of a disciple can stretch from the Hall of Righteousness to the foot of Wanhua Mountain.

Previously, it was said that "anyone who has a clean background, is charitable, and respects the Three Saints Sword Sect can be registered with one hundred taels of gold."

Now, the direct asking price is five hundred taels of pure gold, and the expenses for 'going around' will naturally increase accordingly..."

"Okay, I get it."

Hearing that he was clearly agitated and rambling on, Zhang Gui waved his hand and said:
"In the days since you returned to Fugui Manor, has anyone come looking for me?"

(End of this chapter)