Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 129 The young master arrives in his loyal Donghai Kingdom!

Pinghu Port, located on the west coast of Kowloon Island, is a vital transportation and trade hub between mainland China and Taiwan.

Although it is not as prosperous as Yuegang, the world trade center, it has its own unique local customs and culture as the former foundation of the Jinghai King's royal enterprise and the ruling center of the island and the surrounding thirty-six islands.

On a high, commanding hillside, unaffected by tsunamis or torrential rains, stands the Jinghai Prince's Palace, built entirely according to the regulations for a royal title of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

The reason it's called "Xinggong" (temporary palace) is because Wang Zeng always felt that his hometown was Minzhou, and he would go back sooner or later.

The palace covers a vast area, with golden nails, vermilion doors, green tiles, double eaves, large pillars and brackets, and colorful paintings. Every brick and tile exudes indescribable magnificence.

Behind it are five beautiful mountain peaks, one round, one straight, one curved, one pointed, and one flat, forming the feng shui pattern of "Five Mountains Soaring High," which constantly absorbs and releases the spiritual energy of the mountains and seas, suppressing the royal destiny of the Five Peaks Banner.

But since the loss of its master, even the most magnificent palace is inevitably shrouded in gloom.

In a corner of the palace, under layers of thin gauze curtains, the Qingxiang Palace appeared somewhat dim and dark, even in the daytime.

In the deepest chamber of the palace, a tall figure in black robes sat in a grand chair, with incense smoke curling around him, outlining a blurry human face.

If Lu Yi, the Vice Commander of the White Scale Guard, were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that the owner of this face is the "unexpected person" of the Han family clan—Han Wugui, the heir of the Prince of Guangze!
However, the conversation between the two was not pleasant.

"Huh, did I hear that right?"
Your Highness, are you going to ask me to find another opportunity to kill the entire delegation and prevent the Yan faction from gaining merit?

These days you've been telling me what to do, but what about the things I entrusted to you? What are the results?

You've been searching since last year, but you haven't found Wang Cheng, that fish that slipped through the net, nor have you been able to ensure that he can never return to Yingzhou again!

That wasn't how our deal was originally agreed upon!

Hearing the question, Han Wugui's expression also darkened, and he couldn't help but retort with a barbed tone:
"I know that the person in the whole world who most wants that Prince Jinghai to die is you."

If it weren't for your cooperation as an inside agent, Prince Jinghai, the strongest water collector of the time, would not have been able to rashly go ashore and be surrounded and killed by Wang Bengu and his men.

The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable.

As long as the crown prince returns to the East Sea Kingdom alive, it won't be difficult to find out who the mastermind behind everything is.

"But you should also know that, starting from the moment that brat Wang Cheng escaped, my ritual of sending the royal ship and the [Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls Formation] were broken one after another, and in the end, even the Jinghai King, who had already returned to his position in the Mountain and Sea Curse, was not able to kill him."

The entire clan of my capable lieutenant, Pu Shouying, was wiped out. Many officials under my command who were connected with the Pu family were also implicated. Even my own son had to be dealt with.

My forces have been severely weakened and I no longer have the strength to help you find people.

Moreover, I have reviewed the previous actions multiple times and confirmed that the birth date and time and the amulet you provided were problematic.

Otherwise, Wang Cheng, who was initially struck by the [Taishan Thousand-Jin Anchor], wouldn't have been able to escape, and all subsequent tracking methods wouldn't have failed.”

The dark figure on the armchair raised his hand to interrupt him:
"Don't say such useless things, there's absolutely no problem with the birth date and time I gave you."

As far as I know, apart from your "Dragon's Blood" method, I have never heard of any other method that can fundamentally rearrange one's birth chart and defy fate.

You yourselves are useless, so don't try to shift the blame onto me.

Aside from failing to kill the minor second-generation Hong Kong gangsters for two months, I've done everything you asked me to do.

in addition"

At this point, the shadowy figure suddenly sneered:
"Your Highness, don't think I don't know."

The reason you were able to evade the White Scale Guard's search and avoid being caught in any way of colluding with local officials is because 'Crown Prince of Guangze' is not your original self, but your reincarnation!

All mundane matters involving officials and gentry are handled by the Ao Lord in Poyang Lake, who possesses the blood of Baxia—your true self.

He also commands another powerful, deeply hidden force.

Your Highness, you are truly cunning. The Han family stole the Zhu family's destiny, and now you're using someone outside the destiny to steal the Han family's destiny.

"Back then, you were able to be reborn precisely into a feudal royal family; the price you paid wasn't light, was it?"

It's just about exposing each other's weaknesses, right? Who's afraid of whom?

They both had leverage over each other; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to achieve such a stable partnership.

"you"

Han Moo-kyu let out a breath and skipped the topic:
"Hmph! Arguing is pointless."

Since you intend to use the attack on Dazhao Prefecture to strike at competitors within the Five Peaks Banner, promote your own people to power, completely seize control of the East Sea Kingdom, and ultimately become the second King Jinghai with your illustrious military achievements.

Then we cannot allow the mission to confer titles upon the four Generals of the Sea and the eight Generals of the Sea, and to partially lift the sea ban through the form of a ship's license.

That's creating enemies for yourself.

Here's a bonus piece of information for you: the head of the mission is named Luo Wenlong! You've definitely heard of him from other people.

Proceed according to plan. This is not for me, nor for those gentry gentlemen, but for yourself.

"Someone in the delegation will cooperate with you then."

After saying this, Han Wugui directly extinguished the "Tongtian Ruyi Incense" on the other end, and the blue smoke in the quiet room dissipated.

Only the shadowy figure remained, sitting motionless in place.

"I am also a [Bai Shuilang]. The essence of science is 'embracing all rivers,' constantly accumulating warships, cannons, subordinates, shipping routes, and territory."

According to the original plan, as long as that little bastard Wang Cheng dies, I can, like Han Wugui, ascend to the third rank of "Living Ghost God" by using the rituals of "Nine Dragons Spitting Pearls" and "All Rivers Run into the Sea"!
With the help of both inside and outside forces, we seized supreme control of the East China Sea. I also know that my methods have many flaws and cannot withstand close scrutiny.

The reason it hasn't been exposed yet is simply because this place is isolated from China, and no one can imagine the role I play. If this goes on for too long, something bad will definitely happen.

As long as I win, no one will care what dishonorable methods I used.

But how come that little bastard didn't die during what was supposed to be a foolproof plan?!

People judge heroes by their success or failure.

If he wins, even if the word "slut" is hung on the wall, everyone will still think he is an "honest" person.

If he doesn't win, even if he hangs a plaque with the words "Spring Pond's Charm" on his study wall, no one will think he's particularly refined. Everyone who sees it will just spit out, "To hell with it. So vulgar!"

The man stood up, slung his sword over his shoulder, and walked out of the quiet room, still completely baffled:
"Where did those little bastards who were blocking my great cause go?"
If I have already completely controlled the Five Peaks Banner, why would I care about the Great Zhao delegation?
Isn't the Wang family, who collect water, the most fond of considering the big picture? For the sake of my position, why can't you just obediently die like your father?

"Traitor! He deserves to die!"

In the outer Qingxiang Palace, a stunningly beautiful woman with exceptional grace and poise gracefully approached, giving him a slight curtsy as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze.
"My lord, would you like to have a meal?"

The beautiful woman wore a green silk dress and a gold hairpin in her hair. She was graceful and charming, beautiful but not seductive, dignified and polite, like a lady from a noble family.

The man saw his stunningly beautiful wife, whom he had kept hidden away in a golden house shortly after their marriage.

He recalled a name Han Wugui had mentioned earlier, and although he smiled, a murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart.

I decided to make the black gloves again, just as they wanted.

Gently taking his wife's hand:

"Madam, I'm not hungry yet. I have to go out for a bit. Please have your meal first."

I sent someone to bring you several jars of your favorite Qinhuai Spring Wine from Dazhao. Perhaps we can have a few drinks later.

"Yes, husband."

The beauty nodded obediently and said no more.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.

A burly man, over two meters tall, rushed into the hall. He released his wife, frowned, and gave a cold snort.
"Hey, Captain Sun, what kind of behavior is this, all flustered and in such a state?"

What happened to your face?

The newcomer was none other than Sun Xiong, the "Mountain-Carrying General," one of the twenty-four generals who had been sent to hunt down Wang Fugui and Han Shushu!
However, his face was bruised and swollen, as if he had rolled down a mountain, and his eyes were bloodshot. He probably hadn't had a proper rest for a long time, and he was somewhat dazed.

"Hey, big ship captain, don't even mention it."

Today, while I was using stone weights to build up my strength, the handles of both stone weights broke at the same time, and before I could dodge, they hit my face.

Don't know what's going on.

Last time, our ship, the Ziying, mysteriously disappeared while chasing Han Shushu and Wang Fugui, two juniors from Yuegang. Only Gao Ren, the ship's interpreter, survived and returned alive.

To avoid disappointing my other brothers, I took him in as my fifth adopted son.

But ever since then, my luck has never been good again.

Stray bullets, stone locks, and collapsed masts kept hitting me. A couple of days ago, a female assassin wandered into my neighborhood. I don't know who she was going to kill, but she accidentally dropped a bullet into my house.

That thunderbolt was also insidiously wrapped with a ring of poisoned iron nails; it almost killed me.

Now it's almost like drinking cold water will cause problems.

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice:

"Hey, Captain, do you think this isn't Prince Jing's retribution for us?"

The man, seeing his subordinate's timid and suspicious demeanor, had long been impatient.
"Shut up! You didn't rush over here just to say this, did you?"
If anyone's going to get retribution, it should be me first. You idiot, what right do you have to face it?

[The Mountain-Carrying General] Sun Xiong suddenly remembered something, his dazed expression turned serious, and he hurriedly said:
"Yes, yes, big ship, something bad has happened!"

News just came from the port that Huang Yuanzhou, the Mirage General who was originally stationed at Yuegang, has actually returned with the Crown Prince.

It's been confirmed to be true; Dragon Tail Grandpa was the first to smell it and went over there.

The twenty-four generals, thirty-six fierce warriors, and the troops selected from the five peaks are all heading that way. The brothers are waiting for your decision.

The man's heart skipped a beat:
"What? Wang Cheng is actually back?!"

A big slap across the face.

Why are you only telling me now?

They hurriedly went out, only to find Pinghu Port in complete chaos.

At the same time, in the five mountains that make up the "Five Mountains Soaring and Beautiful" formation, and in the nearby sea, many non-human figures suddenly opened their eyes and let out long howls.

"I can smell it."

"The young master has returned!"

(End of this chapter)