Fantasy: I can equip everything

After Tian Zhi's head was displayed, Chen Chuang was ushered through the door.

A moment later, following the servants of the Cao Gang, they arrived at a large hall and met the leader of the Xiaodao Society.

The spacious hall was divided into two rows of seats.

Ten seats on each side, all of them were full.

The top leaders of the Small Knife Society have all gathered here.

After looking around, Chen Chuang's expression remained unchanged; he simply gazed quietly upwards.

On the steps, three armchairs were placed separately.

On the right was an elderly man with a white beard, who closed his eyes to rest and didn't even glance at Chen Chuang.

On the left was a young man who looked to be about the same age as Chen Chuang, looking at him with curiosity.

The burly man sitting in the middle was none other than Sun Xiaodao, the leader of the Little Knife Society.

At that moment, Sun Xiaodao saw Chen barge in and greeted him with a smile and a fist salute:

"Young man, my name is Sun Xiaodao. Thank you for helping our Xiaodao Society eliminate a rival. What do you want?"

The friction between the Small Knife Society and the Canal Gang has never ceased over the years.

However, most of the time, those who die or are injured are the lowest-level individuals.

At most, they are martial artists at the Body Tempering Realm.

External martial arts practitioners, whether from the Small Knife Society or the Canal Gang, have not suffered any losses for a long time.

Although Tian Zhi is a newly emerged external martial artist, he has good talent and enjoys considerable prestige within the Cao Gang.

Not to mention, this guy recently injured members of their Little Knife Society and seized their territory.

Chen Chuang's ability to kill him and bring his head over is truly a generous gift for the Small Knife Society.

As long as it's not an exorbitant demand, Sun Xiaodao can usually meet most requests.

"Brother Dao! We can't jump to conclusions so quickly!"

Just as Sun Xiaodao finished speaking, someone spoke up, eyeing Chen Chuang with an unfriendly expression, and said sinisterly, "Tian Zhi is an external force martial artist, but this kid only looks like he's at the Body Tempering Realm. There's probably something wrong with him."

"Wu Xu, you can't say that."

Someone opposite him immediately shook their head and said, "We're all external force martial artists. Who doesn't know that there's not much difference in physical strength between external force and the Body Tempering Realm? If you, an external force martial artist, stretched out your neck and let my wife chop your head off with a kitchen knife, she could chop it off."

The hall erupted in laughter.

Wu Xu, the twelfth master of the Sharp Knife Hall, was recently severely injured and lost his territory by Tian Zhi.

Now that Tian Zhi is dead, the question is how to distribute those territories after the small knife gang takes them back.

At this point, the more Wu Xu was suppressed, the greater the chances for others to benefit.

Wu Xu naturally understood this as well, and looked around with a gloomy face.

Then, they turned their attention to Chen Chuang.

"Master Dao, that's true, but I think we should be cautious. Let's not let wolves into our house!"

"It's alright," Sun Xiaodao said casually, his expression relaxed. "Even if this young man is a wolf planted by the Canal Gang, using the head of an external martial artist as a stepping stone, I, Sun Xiaodao, will accept it."

Wu Xu's face stiffened, and he sat down sullenly.

Sun Xiaodao is right.

In order to plant someone in the enemy's home, a martial artist with external strength was sacrificed.

It's not worth it no matter how you look at it.

"Young man, please excuse my rudeness. My men are just being cautious; don't take it to heart. Tell me, what do you want?"

Chen Chuang smiled and said directly, "No problem, Master Dao."

"Just give me one or two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, plus ten or eight thousand taels of silver."

The hall fell silent instantly.

The members of the Little Knife Society looked at each other, momentarily speechless.

This kid has such a big appetite?

Sun Xiaodao's smile faded slightly, and he slowly said, "Young brother, you're joking. The life of an external force martial artist isn't worth such a high price."

"Yes!" Chen Chuang nodded, staring intently at Sun Xiaodao, and said in a deep voice, "But what about your life, Master Dao?"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Chen Chuang opened his mouth, the old man sitting next to Sun Xiaodao suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

The mere shout caused the furniture in the room to tremble violently.

Chen Chuang was so shocked that he staggered back several steps.

Internal energy martial artist?

Chen Chuang felt the force within the sound waves and was slightly startled.

The sound alone was enough to make him, with a strength value of 13, stagger backward.

It seems that the martial artist at the Inner Strength level is even stronger than he had previously guessed.

Little did he know that the martial artist opposite him, who possessed internal energy, was even more astonished at that moment.

What an amazing physique!

He originally intended to make Chen Chuang cough up blood and suffer serious injury with a single sentence as the price for the kid's arrogant words.

But Chen Chuang only took a few steps back.

His complexion was normal, and there was no obvious abnormality in his body.

Taking a deep breath, the old man slowly raised his right hand, which was resting on the chair.

"Old Zhao!"

But before he could make another move, Sun Xiaodao stopped him.

Then he turned to Chen Chuang, his smile gone, and said directly, "Young man, there are some things you can't say carelessly."

The atmosphere in the hall changed instantly.

Those martial artists at the External Strength realm were all staring at Chen Chuang with unfriendly expressions.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

With just a word from Sun Xiaodao, he would rush up and tear Chen Chuang to shreds.

But Chen Chuang was completely unaffected, and said calmly:

"Master Dao, I'm not threatening you. I just wanted to say..."

"I saved your life!"

Sun Xiaodao was immediately delighted.

He was a martial artist at the peak of internal strength, a powerful figure who controlled the Little Knife Society and had no say in the entire Qinghe County, and his life was saved by this little guy in front of him.

"Hahaha, Master Dao, I think this kid's gone mad!"

"Kid, you can't take dreams seriously."

"Nonsense! Just kick them out!"

When the others heard Chen Chuang's words, they all laughed and thought that the kid had gone mad.

Chen Chuang ignored their attitude and said, "Master Dao, I have no grudge against the Canal Gang, yet they sent Tian Zhi, an external martial artist, to deal with me. Do you think that's normal?"

Sun Xiaodao paused for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Because I interrupted their plans against you." As he spoke, Chen Chuang said to the servant beside him, "Please bring that woman up."

The servants of the canal gang looked at Sun Xiaodao, and seeing him nod slightly, they immediately went out and brought Jinlian back.

"what?"

Upon seeing Jinlian's appearance, Sun Xiaodao was visibly stunned for a moment, but after a brief thought, he remembered.

"I've slept with this woman before."

His expression turned slightly serious as he looked at Chen Chuang and asked, "What do they want this woman to do? Poison her?"

You know your own flaws.

After seeing Jinlian, Sun Xiaodao began to believe Chen Chuang's words to some extent.

If the Canal Gang really wanted to use this woman to get close to him, it wouldn't be a problem at all.

He just couldn't understand why the Canal Gang would think they could kill him with this woman.

The leader of the Little Knife Society, surrounded by countless capable people, how could poisoning possibly work?

Surely he wasn't thinking of letting this woman stab him to death while he was asleep?

Chen Chuang shook his head and said slowly, "Has Master Dao ever heard of... the Blood Jade Bracelet?"

boom!

Sun Xiaodao's expression remained puzzled even after Chen Chuang uttered those words.

But the young man sitting next to him suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically.

A powerful surge of energy erupted from his body, forming a solid barrier in front of Sun Xiaodao.