Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 138 Your subordinates are not bad, they're all mine now.
Separated by only a wall, Shen Yueye couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

I sincerely feel that the assassin's motto, "Nothing is eternally true, and the means are without constraints," is most fitting for this crown prince.

This guy's combination of skills—thunderbolts, tetanus, sleeping pills, and female voice imitation—is far superior to hers, and his methods are far more unconventional.

This is a job I was born to do.

And for some reason, Shen Yueye always felt that he had the air of an old friend, and the more she looked at him, the more familiar his style became.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone here said he was the heir of the Prince of Jinghai, Shen Yueye would have thought he was that treacherous old man's illegitimate son.

Then she heard shouts of "witch" coming from outside. The girl pouted her red lips and puffed out her cheeks.

"What a wicked brat. They used me as a pawn, and now you're making me take the blame!"

The group of wicked servants outside wanted to use her to get rid of the Crown Prince.

Who would have thought that their crown prince was also playing dumb to take advantage of the assassins' intrusion and eliminate a large number of key figures from the opposing forces.

Even for powerful organizations, how many core members capable of doing the dirty work can they possibly have?
However, her fifth-rank promotion ritual required her to assassinate influential targets, regardless of whether they were good or bad, in order to spread the code name of her chosen assassin.

Her code name is—Heart Moon Fox.

If Wang Cheng attributed this achievement to her, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage at all.

Shen Yueye also heard that Song Zhong, the current number one assassin, known as "One Sword to the End," is actually a hemophobia patient who is afraid to even kill a chicken.

However, they pioneered the subcontracting model, always targeting the target's weaknesses and contacting the most suitable assassin to carry out the mission, ensuring a 100% mission completion rate.

The title of the number one assassin was well-deserved, and his official rank continued to rise steadily.

If you can kill someone while lying down, who would want to go through the trouble of doing it themselves?

Hearing the growing noise from other directions, the two looked at each other and knew it was time to part ways.

Shen Yueye's gaze towards Wang Cheng clearly revealed sympathy.

'Don't be fooled by the size and power of the Donghai Kingdom; being the high-ranking heir is no easy task.'

In truth, every family has its own troubles. The Shen family, the family of great wealth on the father's side, and the mother's family—aren't they all in similar situations?

After thinking for a moment, he casually tossed Wang Cheng a piece of the Heavenly Ruyi Incense, sending the voice directly into his ear:

"Wang Cheng, right? You can call me Xinyuehu. If you ever want to escape this cage, light the incense and I can take you to Dazhao."

This is a paid service!

The gold veil on her face moved without wind, and an invisible veil swept across her front, creating folds in the air, and Shen Yueye gradually disappeared into it.

[Rare item: Cleopatra's gold veil (a treasure of the state).]

The world's most beautiful woman successfully escaped several coups, attracting reinforcements to seize the throne. Her legend is embodied in this golden veil that once belonged to her.

Once worn, it can perfectly conceal one's aura and emotional fluctuations, and will not be hindered by any kind of confinement formations, allowing one to come and go as one pleases.

Without a powerful protective object, he wouldn't even remember what she looked like after turning around.

Even if we pass each other next time, I won't recognize you.

This golden veil was Shen Yueye's greatest asset in daring to travel thousands of miles alone to hunt down those who broke their oaths, allowing her to move freely even in the Five Peaks Banner's headquarters.

Wang Cheng didn't need to worry about her safety at all.

Wang Cheng glanced at the incense in his hand and sighed inwardly:
"Second Senior Sister is such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl. If she were to get married one day, Master would probably cry himself to death."

Before she completely disappeared, Wang Cheng tossed her a piece of incense stick, grinning broadly.
"Beautiful fox sister, thank you, you are such a kind person!"
If you encounter any difficulties in Pinghu Port or Donghai Kingdom, come find me. My situation isn't as bad as you think.

"Sister Fox?"

Shen Yueye was speechless at this overly familiar guy, but she reluctantly accepted the strange nickname because he was so good-looking.

She glared at him with her fox-like eyes, which even when she was angry, they still exuded a captivating charm.

She felt a little smug because of the word "beautiful," and then her graceful figure turned around and disappeared completely.

The ripples in the air disappeared, and Wang Cheng seemed lost in thought:
"What did those Western books say about Cleopatra and her country's final fate? It seems they were annexed by another great empire."

"To be able to casually produce treasures of this caliber, my master's wife's background is probably quite impressive."

He then ignored the guards and continued practicing his "Thirty-Six Styles of Thunder God's Cloak Mace" amidst the falling pear blossoms, carrying two iron maces.

General Principles: "The mace is the ancestor of all weapons of punishment, and thunder is the punishment of Heaven. The mace connects with the thunderbolt, embodying the laws and decrees; wielding the mace is to carry out Heavenly punishment."

In summary, it can be summed up in four words: acting on behalf of Heaven to punish!

Wang Cheng felt that this set of mace techniques was more in line with the path of the three-rank "Director of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices". The more righteous their actions were, the more they could represent the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, and the more powerful their mace techniques would be.

Strike, owl, stab, point, block, parry, chop, brace, intercept, blow, sweep, flick, cover, roll, press
In Wang Cheng's hands, the double maces were wielded into a ball of silver light. His body followed the maces, stirring up a strong wind and shattering jade-like pear blossoms throughout the courtyard. Wind and thunder accompanied him, making him fierce and unparalleled.

The mace technique he retrieved from Mao Haifeng has been mastered to a high level, including a powerful and magical killing move called "[Suicide Mace - Thunder God's Chisel]"!
Wang Cheng deliberately suppressed his emotions, only displaying the level that a lower-ranking student could achieve through diligent study and practice.

The group of people who rushed into the courtyard breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the prince was unharmed.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, the young master is alright."

Some were filled with doubt and uncertainty, unsure of what had happened.

They couldn't understand why the assassins were so ruthless towards these people, but turned a blind eye to the "ringleader" who "bullied men and women" and "committed all kinds of evil."

He muttered to himself, "It can't be because the prince is better looking than us, can it? That reason is too far-fetched. Our dead brothers probably won't accept it."

Regardless of their thoughts, their negligence in allowing assassins to break into the palace and putting the crown prince in danger was a grave mistake, and they all knelt down in despair.

Sun Xiong and several other sixth-rank officials had already made an excuse that they were seriously injured and secretly slipped away to find a doctor to save their lives, leaving only Gao Ren, who had just taken office, and seven or eight guards with lighter injuries behind.

There's also a hint of being a scapegoat.

Wang Cheng exhaled a long breath of white air after finishing the Thirty-Six Mace Techniques once, and turned to look at the guards kneeling on the ground.

Now, he is nominally the most powerful person in the East Sea Kingdom. He doesn't need to explain the assassin's whereabouts to anyone, and no one dares to ask.

They were already grateful that Wang Cheng didn't get angry on the spot and hold them, the guards, accountable. Why would they want to cause any more trouble?
Wang Cheng saw Gao Renzheng, who had made a "great contribution" today, subconsciously looking at his own double maces, clearly admiring this signature skill of the Prince of Jinghai.

He then spoke to him in a gentle tone:

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

I am a seventh-rank court attendant; I can teach people to learn very quickly.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground in such a good posture, I couldn't help but feel a little itchy to touch him.

He took out a Five Emperors Golden Coin Sword and tapped it twice on Mao Haifeng's shoulder, "borrowing" the basic routine of the Thirty-Six Styles of Thunder God's Cloak Mace, as well as some of Mao Haifeng's insights, to him.

The latter genuinely believed this was the skill of the "Chaofeng Lang" (a high-ranking official), and was overjoyed, quickly bowing in gratitude.

Wang Cheng then looked at the other guards beside him.

"The brothers have done their best. Letting the assassin in was not a fault of the battle; it was all because that assassin was too cunning and too ruthless."

Anyway, I'm fine, so let's just let bygones be bygones regarding the poor performance of the guard.

Take this money, go back and recover well, and also take care of the families of your fellow fallen comrades.

He then took out a lot of gold, silver, silk, and incense money that had been contaminated by the "Golden Evil Lord" and "rewarded" them to the Black Peak Banner's direct descendants who had suffered heavy losses.

They also bought their future decades of hard-working life!

This incident deeply moved the onlookers.

"He remains calm in the face of great events. As expected of the old ship owner's direct descendant, the young master has the same demeanor as his father back then."

"The young master is truly benevolent and righteous!"

An assassin broke into the palace, yet the emperor not only didn't punish the patrol and guards, but even rewarded them. Where can you find such a ruler?

"We swear to be loyal to the young master to the death!"

At this moment, under the magnificent radiance of the second-generation sun, who could have imagined that the real mastermind was actually just around the corner?
The palace guards gradually dispersed.

No one noticed that, apart from Gao Ren, the "jinx," all the other Black Peak Banner loyalists had a flash of golden light in their eyes, and their eyes were full of fanaticism when they looked at Wang Cheng.

The power of money, ranked number one on the weapon list, is once again unleashing its might.

At most, others can bribe neutral actual voters to switch their support to their winning coalition.

But Wang Cheng was able to directly bribe other people's winning alliances!

"Your men are good; they're all mine now."

It's not that they're disloyal, it's just that the young master gives them too much.

In fact, Wang Cheng did not know that he would encounter Magellan and the national treasure-class ship, the Trinidad, before returning to Yingzhou.

His ability to "turn enemies into friends and make money through harmony" is the source of his greatest confidence in dealing with internal traitors.

Before dawn, Lord Longwei and Uncle Zhang San personally led a group to replace all the guards in the palace, especially those near Litang Palace.

A force of three hundred elite troops, specially trained for Wang Cheng many years ago, was also arranged to take up residence in the palace overnight.

In China, those who can serve as the personal guards of generals are not just any random Tom, Dick, or Harry.

They are mostly relatives and fellow villagers who grew up together, loyal and extremely powerful.

The generals led them to gradually expand the army from the very beginning, from captains and sergeants to battalion commanders, centurions, camp commanders, guerrilla generals, and lieutenant generals. These were the seeds of "a single spark can start a prairie fire".

Of course, they are also almost non-renewable resources; every one that dies on the battlefield is one less available.

However, with the arrival of this group of people, another very serious problem arose.

If someone doesn't act appropriately at work, Wang Cheng's surroundings will become:

"Uncle, I thought I'd never see you again."

"Cousin."

"Uncle."

"Nephew"

"Third Uncle"

"You've come at the right time. Last night, when I was rewarding the guards, I accidentally emptied my savings. Come with me to my brother's house and take some valuables."

Today we'll go for a stroll around Black Peak Flag, then continue handing out money and giving rewards!

(End of this chapter)