Swallowing the Stars: The Wind Sword Master.

Chapter 39 Finding Money in City 003

The War Squad had just arrived in City 003 and was looking for a place to settle down before checking out the city's situation the next day.

Unexpectedly, an accident occurred as soon as they arrived in the suburbs.

Despite being a city, a thick fog, the kind only found in valleys, rose up, obscuring distant views and even blurring the moon in the sky.

Up close, through the hazy mist, one could only see pairs of yellow-green eyes the size of light bulbs, their yellow-green light radiating like flickering will-o'-the-wisps. They were hidden deep within the dark mist, like demons dwelling within a huge shadow.

They are indeed demons, death jackals, monsters so ferocious they even devour their own kind.

These monsters are not fed by their parents after birth. Monsters in the same litter devour each other. Only when they have successfully eaten all their brothers and sisters can they be considered to survive. Every adult Death Demon Jackal has the strength of a warrior general. Those weaker monsters that are not even at the level of a warrior general will be devoured!

Looking at the dozens of ghastly green eyes ahead, Xu Liang's heart trembled. He asked in a low voice, "Kid, can you handle these guys?"

Ning Ze stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "Of course I can handle it, it's money!"

"Because of their severe cannibalism, these monsters are extremely rare. In fact, their numbers are constantly decreasing as they hunt other monsters. Many war gods are reluctant to kill them when they encounter them. Even a Death Demon Jackal at the early stage of the War General level is worth 200 million. I just don't know if there are any high-level Beast General level Death Demon Jackals."

Zuo Xingyuan's lips twitched. He said, "Kid, don't talk nonsense. The God of War doesn't kill them because they're extremely poisonous! Even a God of War level can't withstand it. Being attacked by a group of beast generals could easily result in injury, and without a special antidote, you'd die from the poison. Be careful!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ning Ze was quite surprised, then felt a bit amused and exasperated; he had been fooled by that post on the martial arts forum.

There are many mutation paths for monsters, and the school only teaches about some common monsters.

While researching high-value monsters, he came across a post about the Death Jackal, which was described in great detail. He even felt that what the war god said made some sense. He didn't expect that it wasn't that he didn't want to kill it, but that he was afraid to.

"Captain, you guys be careful and defend. I'm not afraid of being surrounded by these monsters. I'll go draw their attention!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed, and the figure disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Ning Ze had already rushed into the mist and arrived at the body of a Death Demon Jackal. At this moment, he could see the monster's appearance clearly.

It has a body that is over two meters long, four legs, a triangular head, a slightly pointed mouth, and a rather ferocious appearance.

Its body is covered with a layer of thick, long, shiny black mane, the ends of which are very sharp and somewhat like barbs, possessing both formidable defensive capabilities and offensive functions.

Ning Ze had no doubt that the mane was highly poisonous, because he saw a few drops of black mucus hanging from the tail of the mane.

"Ugh!"

With a short, low growl, its yellow-green round eyes turned into vertical pupils, and its open mouth was no longer bright red but purplish-red, with purplish-red mucus on its sharp teeth.

Ning Ze analyzed the possible locations where these deadly jackals might have venom. He gripped the Qinghong Longsword and thrust it forward with tremendous force, causing power to surge within his body and unleashing a force of up to 70000 kg.

With a sudden thrust, the Light Swallow Longsword seemed to transform into a silver-white aurora, shooting straight into the eyes of the Death Demon Jackal.

Ning Ze lightly tapped his longsword, confidently withdrew his hand, and turned to charge towards another Death Demon Jackal.

Now that his power, comparable to that of a war god, has been unleashed, even the most ferocious and dangerous monsters are destined to be instantly annihilated in the face of absolute strength. They won't even have a chance to react.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

The brief, rapid roar sounded like foam rubbing together; if a normal person heard this sound, their eardrum would rupture.

Ning Ze's actions had clearly enraged these Death Jackals, and they all charged towards them.

"That's perfect."

Ning Ze smiled slightly, then with a flick of his sword, he gently struck and killed another Death Demon Jackal.

"Xiao Ze, be careful! Don't get surrounded by them!" Zuo Xingyuan shouted from afar. There were only three Death Demon Jackals attacking from there. These monsters, which fight in teams, would also use their advantages to delay. Zuo Xingyuan and the others were afraid of the poison and dared not attack with all their might.

"Uncle Zuo, be careful not to get attacked. These guys are covered in poison and are very dangerous."

As he spoke, Ning Ze covered a distance of ten meters in less than a second, appearing in front of another Death Demon Jackal.

He seemed to transform into a gentle breeze, arriving silently and without a sound.

Before the Death Demon Jackal could react, a flash of silver-white sword light appeared in its yellow-green vertical pupils, and its entire body crashed to the ground.

Under the hazy moonlight and in the dark mist, a white figure floated gracefully, moving among the sharp fangs and claws of numerous death demons, never being attacked once.

Ning Ze casually pointed behind him, and the light sword, seemingly slow but actually extremely fast, pierced forward again against a deadly jackal.

While being surrounded might be useful to others, his agility has always been his strength, although his swordsmanship is more direct and also deadly.

As a user, he is very clear about the importance of movement. Now that his movement has been improved to the perfect level, he can not only control the distance of attack and dodge to the extreme, but also maximize the efficiency of his dodge.

The essence of this level of perfection lies in controlling the situation!

By taking control of the surrounding environment and even the enemy's movements, and by taking everything around you into account, you can use everything around you to dodge.

Including but not limited to the monster's claws and body, the moonlight in the sky, the fog on the ground, even a small crater on the ground, all are within his calculations. As long as there is a need, he can use this small change to turn the tide of the entire battle!

He could evade being surrounded by enemies of the same level, so how could a group of Death Demon Jackals who were only at the Beast General level pose a threat to him?

Before long, all twenty-odd monsters had died.

Zuo Xingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked up only after seeing the monster that attacked him die.

Ning Ze stood proudly, sword in hand, his combat uniform fluttering gently in the night breeze, his white robes as pure as snow, untouched by dust. The background was shrouded in mist, littered with corpses. It didn't seem like a battle had taken place; rather, it resembled the completion of a painting.

The members of the War Squad fell silent for a moment. This combat power seemed a bit too exaggerated. Did they really need to come along?

They seem... useless?

Ning Ze noticed the others' odd behavior and asked疑惑地问道, "Uncle Zuo, what should we do with the corpse of this Death Demon Jackal? Which parts are valuable?"

Zuo Xingyuan and the others' eyes lit up. They turned to look at each other, and Zuo Xingyuan laughed heartily, "Kid, we've struck gold this time! This Death Demon Jackal is a treasure from head to toe. Besides the usual materials, even the toxins inside its body are extremely valuable. This pelt is the Poison Hook! Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth 2 million per pelt. We've made a killing this time!"

Ning Ze lowered his head slightly, looking a little embarrassed. He had been fooled by the post on the martial arts forum. It was also his fault for only glancing at it hastily and not reading the comments below; otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared so ignorant.

"A great start! What a good omen!" Xu Liang rummaged through his backpack slyly, quickly pulling out a pair of white gloves. He said smugly, "This is experience. You probably didn't prepare, did you? Like me, I brought these!"

"I really didn't bring it." Ning Ze chuckled awkwardly.

Ma Yu exclaimed in admiration, "I thought it would be an adventure, but it turned out to be a money-making opportunity. You killed so many Death Wolves so easily when they attacked you. Your combat strength truly puts us seniors to shame. As for this experience and knowledge, you don't need to feel embarrassed. You've only been a martial artist for less than half a year, and you've spent most of your time cultivating. You'll naturally understand it all over time."

Ning Ze nodded slightly. "I will try my best to find time to brush up on this knowledge."

"Haha! We've struck it rich! This is a mid-level beast general-level Death Demon Jackal, it must be worth at least 4 million, right? It's almost at its limit." Yang Chao shouted excitedly.

A moment later, Xu Liang shouted excitedly, "Hahaha, I also have a mid-level beast general here!"

The members of the War Squad cheered and joyfully dealt with the corpse of the Death Jackal.

"There are 17 Death Demon Jackals at the initial level of Beast General, and 6 at the intermediate level of Beast General. One of them should be close to the advanced level of Beast General. It's a pity, it was almost there, otherwise it would be worth even more. It would be normal to sell it for 7 or 8 million." After counting, Zuo Xingyuan said with some regret.

"Be content! That's 58 billion! More than all of us have earned in over a decade." Ma Yu couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes. Even if they only got half a percent, not to mention 20%, that's nearly 300 million. That's 60 million each. How outrageous!

Zhang Chen said in a cold voice, "They are quite valuable. Our whole team can't handle three of them. If they go berserk and attack us recklessly, at most one of these monsters will die, but our entire team will be wiped out."

"Even the God of War wouldn't dare provoke these twenty-odd Death Demon Jackals. If we really wanted to kill them, it would take hundreds of warriors working together and paying a price to kill them all. Two of them would be worth at least one person's life, and at least ten lives."

Ma Yu's expression turned serious, and he said, "You're right."

"Let's not talk about those discouraging things. They're all lying in our backpacks now. Kid, how do you plan to kill them next? We'll follow you."

Zuo Xingyuan turned to look at Ning Ze. This level of combat power had completely overturned their combat mode, so the captain was no longer of any use.

Ning Ze hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well... Uncle Zuo, where do you think there are the most monsters? Or how do we lure them here? A few more is fine, just make sure you're safe, I'll take care of the monsters."

Zuo Xingyuan's lips twitched, and he turned to exchange a helpless glance with Ma Yu.

Everyone else tries to avoid places with lots of monsters. Any normal martial artist would think this way, because if they're not careful, they might get surrounded and attacked, which would be dangerous.

They've deliberately chosen to go to places with lots of monsters.

They're actually quite normal; the safest thing to do is not to go.

But after witnessing Ning Ze's strength, it was impossible not to go; it would be foolish not to go and pick up money!

Zuo Xingyuan said in a deep voice, "Before the Great Nirvana, there was a place in City 003 called Lu Yazui..."

……

One night passed.

Zhai Yanke got up early from the hotel and went to a luxurious detached villa.

This villa is three times larger than his family's villa, but his family lives in Yangzhou District, while this is in the city center. The price difference between the two is at least tenfold, so there's no comparison. Villas here aren't just something you can buy with money; more importantly, they represent status and prestige.

This is where Wang Xing'an, a direct descendant of the Wang family, one of the nine major families of the underground alliance, lives.

Actually, Zhai Yanke came last night as well, and tried to get a meeting.

But his reply was just one word: Get lost!

That's what the security guard on night duty said.

Zhai Yanke dared not say a word, and after forcing a smile, he turned and left. Even Hong Quan, a senior general, silently left, enduring the other party's arrogance.

The three organizations, Extreme Martial Arts School, Thunder Martial Arts School, and Underground Alliance, are all behemoths. Anyone with a certain status in the organization is high above ordinary martial artists, let alone their direct descendants.

Today, Zhai Yanke came again. In fact, this wasn't his first time; he had come many times. The reason for his visits was, of course, to curry favor, and the method he used to do so was to cater to his tastes by sending women.

As a direct descendant of the Wang family, Wang Xing'an's greatest hobby in life was collecting all kinds of beautiful women.

This collection is not just something to play with. If it were, many women would be happy to spend the night with this member of the Wang family, and even take pride in it.

This collection actually involves making wax figures of people for collection!

His background allowed him to do so, because he was not only a member of the Wang family, but his mother also had connections in the General Military Region.

Ordinary people have no chance to resist, and even those with slightly worse backgrounds can only beg for mercy. It is lucky if they can escape this calamity. The idea of ​​resistance is completely nonsense.

Because the underground alliance controls half of the world's economy!

Even the country is trying its best to befriend the Wang family, the rules of the base city will indulge Wang Xing'an, and even the guard forces are his protectors, or even his accomplices.

Unable to be judged!

This is the age of martial artists, a world where the strong prey on the weak, and the rules of survival are starkly clear: the higher one's status, the less one is bound by constraints.

Standing in front of the security booth, Zhai Yanke politely greeted them, "Sir, is Brother Wang home?"

"Oh."

A sneer was the response.

The man was a young man in his thirties. He sat in a chair playing on his phone, glanced outside briefly, and then lazily replied, "Young Master is not here."

To be able to serve as a gatekeeper for the Wang family, one must possess exceptional observational skills, yet they actually address him as "sir"! This suggests they are not an important figure.

If it were someone of high status, they would simply order him to open the door, and might even resort to violence.

Zhai Yanke was furious, but he smiled and handed over a card, saying politely, "Ten million is just a small amount. Take it and buy some wine, brother. I have some good stuff for my cousin this time; I'm sure he'll like it."

The young gatekeeper's expression changed. It was his young master's hobby to deal with beautiful women, and he dared not stop him any longer.

He took the bank card and said with a forced smile, "Young Master usually doesn't get up around this time, so he instructed me to let the guests in after ten o'clock. We'd better wait a little longer."

This money still needs to be collected; it's the entrance fee, and it's one of Wang Xing'an's rules! Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come. Only if they're interested can we meet.

"it is good."

Zhai Yanke didn't say much, nor did he say anything more. This gatekeeper was just in charge of some things outside.

At ten o'clock, the gatekeeper received a reply and turned to say, "The young master wants you to come in."

Thanks.

Zhai Yanke was about to lead Hong Quan inside when the gatekeeper behind them hurriedly called out to them.

"Go in yourself! This person is waiting outside!"

Zhai Yanke turned to Hong Quan and said, "Uncle Hong, you wait outside."

"Alright." Hong Quan naturally dared not say more. This was not a place for him to act recklessly. Even the gatekeeper had the strength of a general.

(End of this chapter)