Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Chapter 134 Organization

Outside Yulan Town.

The night was so dark that it seemed impossible to see through. The procession, carrying torches, drove their carriages and horses through the dense, dark forest.

Unlike when I came.

The brothers swaggered along the official road, their auras revealed in no way whatsoever, despite being at the Tempering Viscera, Qi Condensation, and Acupoint Opening stages.

A group of martial artists gathered together, and their powerful aura could be felt from a great distance.

The keen-witted wild animals in the forest all avoided the group, not daring to approach the convoy. Some diurnal animals were also startled awake from their slumber, panicking and disoriented.

The spaces on the oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages, which were originally used to hide people and store spices, are now filled with supplies plundered from the canal gang's port.

"Ah, that feels great!" Ge Shan wiped the blood from his face and couldn't help but roar, "It's been so long since I've felt this good!"

Those brothers who were assigned to keep watch felt itchy to join in, regretting that they hadn't been assigned by Chen Feng to raid the ship's hull.

"Everyone worked hard on this raid." Chen Feng's voice was calm, with a hint of relief. "When we return to Flying Fish Ferry, the gang leader will reward everyone for their contributions."

The crowd cheered.

After this battle, Chen Feng's prestige among the gang members soared.

When Xie Xuan was killed, only Ge Shan was present. Even Ge Shan did not witness how Chen Feng killed Xie Xuan, so before today, everyone was skeptical about it.

Having witnessed Chen Feng swiftly and decisively kill a Grand Martial Master, no one doubted his worth anymore.

I understand that this is a big, thick leg.

The attitude of the branch leaders, especially those transferred from other places to carry out the mission, was particularly enthusiastic.

Because once the Cao Gang withdraws from Fei Yu Ferry, they will return to their own territories. At that time, they will hardly see Chen Feng anymore, and if they want to build a good relationship, they won't be able to find any way to do so.

A person at the Enlightenment Realm could potentially be on par with the Vice Leader. Even if they weren't in charge of the Canglang Gang, having them come to lend a hand in crucial moments would still be a force to be reckoned with.

"Boss, feel free to come find me sometime. I'll treat you to a meal and make sure everything is arranged properly," one of the branch leaders said.

He didn't know how to address Chen Feng, and felt that calling him "General Manager Chen" would lower Chen Feng's status, so he followed Ge Shan's example and called Chen Feng "Boss".

Upon hearing this address, Chen Feng's lips twitched; he felt that calling him that sounded like a bandit.

Chen Feng turned to look at the person who spoke, recalling his name: Xu Yu, Chief Inspector Xu.

Then he asked, "Chief Xu, I remember your jurisdiction is in the south?"

"Yes, yes, I'm from Rongcheng, not far from Feiyu Ferry. It takes a few days to get there by carriage, and it would be even faster by boat, going downstream," Chief Inspector Xu quickly replied.

"Our Canglang Gang completely controls Rongcheng, right? Besides controlling the canal transport and fishing, how do you handle relationships with other forces?" Chen Feng asked.

Xu Zongtang was taken aback, not understanding why Chen Feng suddenly asked this question. Then, he remembered the young man in front of him—the "boss"—who had only been a member of the Canglang Gang for a few months.

So he patiently explained, "Well, we only handle matters on the water; we won't interfere in anything else. We'll let the local gangs and factions develop as they please, as long as they don't come to our territory to cause trouble—"

From Xu Yu, Chen Feng gained a general understanding of Rongcheng, and the other hall masters also began to share the situation in their respective jurisdictions.

As they chatted, they became more familiar with each other, and Xu Yu began to talk about some things that had happened in Rongcheng in the past few months.

Do you know about the Salvation Society?

"I've heard of it. There's this organization where I live too. They're very active in the slums. They say they distribute food and medicine to the poor. It sounds pretty good."

"Not bad? Heh, then you haven't seen our Jishi Society." A headmaster grinned, as if he had heard a joke.

"They selected promising young men from the slums, trained them, and then armed them to kill people. They killed all the members of the small gangs who collected fees in the slums."

What impressed me most was a ruthless individual with exceptional talent who, in just a few months, went from a poor blacksmith mending pots to a Bone Forging Realm martial artist, and then proceeded to slaughter the entire bald man's family who collected his monthly allowance.

"I know some gangs that have gone too far in taking bribes, and their resentment has been building up for too long, so it's normal for them to be retaliated against," someone asked.

"How could it be normal for him to tell me this? He doesn't care how much you take; he'll kill anyone who stands in his way."

The head of the hall continued, "I also have a kind-hearted landlord who gives porridge to the poor every year and lends money to the villagers without interest."

This guy was pretty good, right? He did a really good deed, but then people from the Salvation Society stormed into his house and hacked him to death along with his wife and children!

Not only were all the people dead, but all the money in the house was also looted. The scene was... wow.

The head of the main hall shook his head, seemingly unable to bear the memory.

Chen Feng frowned upon hearing this. His values ​​made him instinctively feel disgusted with the Jishi Society when he heard these words.

Xu Yu chimed in: "I also feel that the Jishi Society is too hostile to the rich. There are several scions of prominent families in Rongcheng who were traveling in peace when they were suddenly kidnapped. The kidnappers didn't want anything and just killed them."

After the murder, the killer disappeared into the slums, vanishing into some hidden corner. We couldn't find him anywhere. During that time, many of my men became bodyguards to earn quick money.

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately said, "Then you'd better advise your brothers to stop getting involved in those trivial matters. The Salvation Society holds grudges. If you protect their target, your family might become the next target."

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Xu Yu's eyes widened: "There's such a saying?! This kind of behavior is far too despicable."

"There's a saying that bad people come from poor and remote areas," one of the gang members said. "He doesn't care about morality or ethics when he's killing people."

One person sighed, "I'd better mind my own business and hope I don't get involved in these messy things."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Chen Feng listened to their conversation silently. Before today, he had never heard of any such thing as the Salvation Society.

Perhaps it was because the Jishihui's sphere of influence was further south, not reaching Pingcheng.

Perhaps it's because this trend only started a few months ago, and he came to a port city like Yongning Bay, where he couldn't find any organizations that relied on slums.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and time passed gradually amidst the chatter of the crowd.

As dawn broke, we returned to Flying Fish Ferry.

From obscurity to fame, it only takes one night.

Xie Xuan and Liu Zheng, the two great inheritors of the Thunder Leg technique and two grand martial arts masters, were killed by Chen Feng alone, severing their lineage. It is truly lamentable.

The once formidable reputation of having two leaders and their glorious past achievements have all become stepping stones for others.

The name Chen Lang spread throughout Jiangzhou.

Some people wanted to investigate Chen Lang's background, but found that he seemed to have appeared out of thin air; his age, mentor, and place of origin were all unknown.

All that could be found was that he joined the Canglang Gang a few months ago and served as a hall master in the western district of Yongning Bay for a while.