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Chapter 258 A Small Accident, Someone Arrives
Chapter 258 A Small Accident, Someone Arrives
Ding Yijun's situation was not uncommon.
Disciples sent outside the sect, compared to those who cultivated within the sect's gates, faced significantly different circumstances—especially when doing business thousands of miles away without the support of their sect, which could lead to all sorts of difficulties and potentially disastrous consequences.
"No, no, no, Sect Leader, the sect has been very good to me, they haven't slighted me at all."
Ding Yijun hurriedly replied, "My master saved me and raised me on the mountain, never mistreating me in any way. I came here voluntarily and haven't suffered any losses. My master even gave me a generous subsidy, and left me the name card of a Golden Core, so I could seek help from them should I face any insurmountable difficulties..."
She chattered on, continually praising Bai Qianqian, having encountered many things in the secular world and seen the hardships of loose cultivators, she understood even better how good Bai Qianqian was to everyone.
"Wang Yingjie must die; compile another list. Anyone who has bullied you over the years, whether you only wish for their demise or for their families to be affected too, write it all down. We'll handle it together.
Don't feel embarrassed, nor think it's not a good thing. Your personalities are similar to Qian Qian's, making it easy for others to bully you."
Then, Meng Yu and Ding Yijun chatted about what she had heard over the years, while Hua Miaochai went outside to adjust the previous shop's protective formation before redeploying it.
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Meng Yu and Ding Yijun kept talking, listening to her intelligence reports.
About the impending grand competition among six major sects, some astonishing tales from the Second-Order World, and many daily hacks.
Meng Yu did not want to continuously depend on the Immortal Sect because such dependency carried great risks.
Last time when he had three hundred Golden Cores working, Meng Yu was extremely anxious. What if one of them were captured by another sect and Meng Yu's secrets were revealed? Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire
The power that had once destroyed the Old Immortal Gate, who knew if it still existed, and if the identity of Meng Yu as a trader between two realms were ever leaked, then the Nascent Souls and Divinity Transformation experts of this world would go mad for it.
Or what if there were idealists like Song Wuqiu who, not wanting to live anymore, didn't care about Meng Yu's wellbeing and sent his information flying everywhere?
Or what if a private conversation was overheard?
Luckily, everything concluded perfectly, but that doesn't guarantee similar good luck next time. So if Meng Yu needed to summon others, it was best to operate like the twenty-two Golden Cores—swift and decisive battles only in secure, controlled locations, or picking his own site and summoning only if absolutely necessary!
If the Immortal Sect or the people here knew about his one to one hundred time ratio, they would likely go utterly mad!
Considering such possibilities, Meng Yu thought it would be better to wander the world alone. For now, Sect Leader Meng stayed in the Western Wastes, using another identity to roam around. In any case, if he could manage the fight, he'd fight; if not, he'd flee. With the Solar Eclipse, Hua Miaochai, and even some good equipment, the places he traveled were governed by the laws of the Second and Third Orders, and Meng Yu didn't think such regions had elite forces like the Immortal Sect's Death Squad.
As for why he wanted to go to the Central Plains besides his sword being dulled and wanting to take on a bigger challenge, or to scout locations in advance, Meng Yu had another thought.
Back then, he'd returned Bai Qianqian's information and earned a ten. This incident proved that the system inside him had a triggering mechanism. Was there something else left by the Old Immortal Sect that needed to be returned?
Bai Qianqian had made many friends, many of whom were remnants of the former dynasty—no, spirit beasts left by the Old Immortal Sect—who might still have projects in hand, or know about some of the Immortal Sect's projects.
Maybe, if there was an opportunity to unravel the mysteries behind the destruction of the Old Immortal Sect, it might trigger a Golden Finger ten times stronger, or even a hundred times.
Wandering the world with his sword wasn't a bad thing, and the most comfortable part was being able to return to the Immortal Sect for rest and play if he got tired, weary, or found himself in danger, and then come back for revenge after recovering.
"You've worked hard these years."
Meng Yu once again marveled at Ding Yijun's sacrifices when he was about to say something else, Hua Miaochai sent a message, an enemy had arrived.
A False Core.
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Committing crimes in Sleepless City was not an easy feat, but if you were a Golden Core, it was much easier.
A False Core was still a Golden Core.
Especially when your opponent was only at the Foundation Establishment level, and the protective formation was the rather common Golden Saber Complete Formation, ending the battle within five minutes was not difficult.
As for why they attacked the female shopkeeper, the reason was simple; Myriad Gold Pavilion wanted to retaliate against the Moon-Watching Sect, but frustratingly found that all their previous information was outdated, for instance, they couldn't comprehend how Moon-Watching Sect could muster three hundred Golden Cores and why there was such a mess of events.
Therefore, they urgently checked, read through the Moon-Watching Sect's intelligence and discovered that this location was actually a stronghold of the Moon-Watching Sect!
There was no choice; Moon-Watching Sect used to be extremely impoverished, always careful to never reveal its identity. Finding this stronghold, primarily through data analysis, revealed they had been purchasing items for the Moon-Watching Sect.
So, first abduct the people at this stronghold, then... interrogate them harshly to get the information.
The body of Shen Weiyin arrived silently outside the shop.
The operation today was supposed to be handled by three Foundation Establishment practitioners from Myriad Gold Pavilion, but Shen Weiyin volunteered to come over, seeing as it was still a credit-worthy action, wasn't it?
The Golden Saber in All Directions Formation was easy to breach, but what was this light white mist? This White Cloud Formation was tricky to break, but all it would take was one forceful technique to overcome all methods...
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The favorite weapon of Hua Miaochai was the Five Elements Peach Blossom Umbrella, which Meng Yu had purchased for her from the Immortal Sect; it suited her perfectly.
Latterly, Fairy Taohua came over, bringing a superior magical treasure, but Hua Miaochai still favored this umbrella, so everyone joined efforts to upgrade it; the umbrella ribs and frame were of the finest quality, and the canopy was redrawn using the shed skin of a Fourth-Order Spirit snake, making it an exceptional Third Grade weapon. The Seven-Colored Brocade Handkerchief was also upgraded.
While the enemy was entangled with the White Cloud Formation, the Five Elements Peach Blossom Umbrella began to spin, and simultaneously, the Seven-Colored Brocade Handkerchief soundlessly enveloped everything.
Never attack a position preset by an Array Master.
And now, this False Core from Myriad Gold Pavilion had made all the mistakes.
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The next morning, when the shop assistants arrived at the shop, they saw a notice of temporary closure; Boss Ding gave everyone a week off, salaries would be paid as usual, and the shop needed some tidying up and so forth.
The assistants went home happily, but Myriad Gold Pavilion still had not heard back from the False Core.
Thus, the grandson of the Golden Core King of Sleepless City, Wang Yingjie, was misled into bringing a group of his subordinates to Ding Yijun's shop.
He had always coveted this Foundation Establishment woman, especially after several probes revealed she had no significant backing, he was overjoyed.
The time for reaping had come.