Fantasy: I can equip everything

Zhao Jingchen kept wondering what Chen Chuang meant by "solving" the problem.

By the afternoon, he understood.

"Chen Chuang went to the Groundhog Sect under the Liu family and, in front of everyone, severely injured the sect leader who was participating in the death match."

"All seventy-four people of Black Wind Stronghold outside the city were killed by Chen Chuang. The leader who was originally scheduled to help the Mo family in the death battle was hanged at the gate of the stronghold."

"Master Song of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School was challenged by Chen Chuang. After exchanging only three punches, his arm was broken and he had to admit defeat..."

"The martial artist from the Cao family who participated in the deathmatch sensed something was wrong and tried to hide at the Cao family's residence, but Chen Chuang stopped him at the door and broke his ribs with a single kick..."

Zhao Jingchen was completely numb as he listened to the messages coming from his subordinates.

This is one way to resolve relationships.

If we cripple all the other participants in the deathmatch, we won't have to wait three days.

Zhao Jingchen could imagine that the other four families must be extremely anxious and worried at this moment.

However, it's practically impossible to find a suitable replacement in just three days.

Furthermore, even if they were found, could they be as good a fighter as Chen Chuang?

These crippled martial artists, though they all came from small factions like the Little Knife Society, still had some background to be noticed by a large family like theirs.

Each faction has at least three internal energy martial artists.

Would they let Chen Chuang leave so easily?

They must have done it.

The result is obvious.

Within half a day, Chen Chuang had taken down four forces.

Even if the prodigies of these aristocratic families personally stepped in, they couldn't defeat such strength.

There's no need for a death match.

Before long, the other four companies will admit defeat.

Next year, the Zhao family will take the lion's share of all profits from Yongzhou City, resources outside the city, and miscellaneous taxes within the city.

The other four families received some soup and broth.

At this moment, Zhao Jingchen sat at the banquet, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Chen Chuang's actions today have made the five great families, who had been preparing for a life-or-death battle for more than half a year, a laughing stock.

What is this guy's background?

In Yongzhou City, he is practically invincible among those of the same cultivation level.

Are they from a prominent family in the capital?

Or are they the prodigies of those reclusive sects?

While pondering, Zhao Jingchen raised his wine glass and said, "Brother Chen Chuang's actions today have truly broadened my horizons."

"At such a young age, with such cultivation, I wonder who your master is?"

Chen Chuang, gnawing on a greasy pig's trotter, casually remarked, "Self-taught."

Zhao Jingchen's lips twitched slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Sun Xiaodao and Yun Xuefeng beside him.

The two of them naturally knew where Chen Chuang's teacher came from.

The Secret Investigation Division is one of the most powerful forces in the Great Qian Dynasty.

But neither of them dared to say it unless Chen Chuang said it.

He could only learn from Chen Chuang and bury himself in his work.

Why is Xiao Dao in such a sorry state?

Do you not even have enough to eat on ordinary days?

Zhao Jingchen gained nothing, and Chen Chuang didn't even pick up his wine glass, so he could only put it down, feeling embarrassed.

After thinking for a moment, he continued tentatively:

"Brother Chen Chuang's actions today have essentially secured a victory for our Zhao family in this life-or-death struggle. What is it that you mentioned earlier, that you needed our Zhao family's help with?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuang put down the pig's trotter in his hand and picked up a towel to wipe his hands.

"To be honest, I was ambushed by my enemy without warning..."

As he spoke, he lifted his sleeve to show Zhao Jingchen the blood goose pattern.

Zhao Jingchen's eyes changed slightly, his smile faded, and he nodded, saying, "Understood."

"Sigh~ Brother, you're so young, I never expected you'd be involved with such a filthy thing. You want our Zhao family's Circulating Divine Skill, don't you?"

Chen Chuang nodded and asked, "Is it convenient?"

"Convenient!" Zhao Jingchen nodded without hesitation. "It's just a cultivation technique. Brother, you won a life-or-death battle for our Zhao family. What's this reward?"

"But at that time, you will need to sign a blood pact to not pass on the technique to outsiders."

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuang raised his wine cup and said, "It's my pleasure, thank you, Second Young Master."

Zhao Jingchen smiled, raised his glass and clinked it against his own, saying, "However, it will take some time."

He downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and said helplessly, "I need to tell the elders in my family about this. You know how old people are; they're conservative and don't know how to adapt."

"But don't worry, with the credit for winning the death match, I'm absolutely confident I can get them to agree."

Chen Chuang smiled and drank his wine in one gulp.

"That's good!"

I've finally obtained one of the techniques of the Patriarch of Withered Flowers.

Chen Chuang was in a good mood and frequently raised his glass in celebration.

The banquet ended with everyone enjoying themselves.

The seven streets belonging to the Little Knife Society were also seized from the second branch of the family by Zhao Jingchen and returned to them.

Sun Xiaodao and Yun Xuefeng were very excited and both drank quite a bit.

At the entrance of the Zhao family's residence, Zhao Jingchen smiled and waved goodbye to the three of them.

The smile on his face vanished as soon as the three left.

A sinister glint crept across his brow.

"Young master, are you really going to give the Circulation Divine Skill to that kid?"

The young man who had previously ridden the tiger demon for Zhao Jingchen appeared beside him and asked curiously.

Zhao Jingchen sneered, "How could that be?"

"A pack of stray dogs. If I'm in a good mood, I'll give them some bones, or even some meat, without any problem."

"But one thing is certain: one shouldn't try to take credit for something and then expect to get a free meal."

"Our Zhao family knows best how terrifying the ghost bride is; that kid won't live much longer."

"Delay for a few days...wait, right! Didn't that young lady from the capital ask us for martial arts assassins?"

As if he had thought of something, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he gave the order:

"Ah Da, go and make arrangements. Tomorrow, have Chen Chuang come with me to accompany that young lady to Heavenly Serpent Valley."

"A martial artist of this strength should be able to meet that young lady's requirements. It's just that this guy's combat power..."

"Tomorrow, summon a True Qi Realm elder from the manor to secretly follow us."