Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Chapter 395 - 298: The Ambition of the Pi Xiu City Lord, Imperial Capital_2

He truly believed in the existence of the island Yi Chen spoke of—

It was the existence of that island that made many things he hadn’t understood suddenly become crystal clear.

During the battle between Heaven and Man, the Pixiu City Lord clapped his hands and dismissed his attendants.

"What does the City Lord mean by this?" Yi Chen couldn’t help but show a look of ’surprise.’

"Young Master, I am too eager to advance."

In his speech, the Pixiu City Lord waved his hand grandly, and with a pained expression, he took out twenty thousand pieces of sparkling gold Saber Coins from his storage ring.

"With just these scraps, the City Lord wouldn’t be thinking of going to the island, would he?" Yi Chen immediately ’scoffed’ upon seeing this.

"How could I dare? I only hope for the Young Master’s mercy."

"I wish to be reassigned to a wealthy city; the citizens of Shan City have all become paupers, there’s nothing left to scrape. I’ve arrived too late."

The short and plump Pixiu City Lord tried his best to rub his eyes with his sleeve, squeezing out a few tears, and looked eagerly at Yi Chen, "Young Master, this is all my savings from these years."

Seeing Yi Chen smile without a word, the Pixiu City Lord gritted his teeth and waved his hand, bringing out another ten thousand silver Saber Coins, his face looking grief-stricken, "Young Master, there’s really nothing left—if I give you the remaining ten thousand Iron Saber Coins, I’ll starve to death in this City Lord’s mansion."

At that moment, Yi Chen gradually showed a slight smile.

"Pi Xiu, you’re different from the others."

"The Young Master likes intelligent people, even more those who seize the opportunity and strike decisively."

"You, are quite good—"

"Wait for my good news within a month."

"Currently, you have no idea of this Young Master’s power and methods. In a month, you will respect me as if I were a god!"

"Serve well as this Young Master’s lackey, and in the future, it’s not entirely impossible for me to take you to the island. That place is filled with the families of nobility you can barely even dream of seeing~" Yi Chen’s eyebrows slightly lifted, implying his words.

Upon hearing this, the Pixiu City Lord managed to contain his excitement.

"Young Master, I wish to become the Deputy Finance Envoy of the Fortress City. What do you think? Do I stand a chance?"

"Well, the Young Master finds you pleasing to the eye, so in a month, I will indeed kick the current Finance Envoy out."

"What Deputy Finance Envoy? Finance Envoy! Holding the position of an assistant won’t display this Young Master’s capabilities." Yi Chen burst out laughing, a picture of someone holding all the aces, his strong confidence infecting the Pixiu City Lord present, filling the grand hall with an air of merriment.

"Young Master, not to hide it from you, I’ve just taken a new wife today. I truly can’t repay your great kindness. Why doesn’t the Young Master do me the honor of consummating the marriage tonight~"

With gritted teeth, for some reason, the Pixiu City Lord quietly transmitted a message into the darkness, and soon enough, a crest-haired beauty walked over gracefully.

This woman wore bright red robes with a flowery crown, her neck glossy and legs golden yellow; watching the crest-headed beauty approach Yi Chen, the Pixiu City Lord’s eyes betrayed a hint of heartache.

"So beautiful, but alas, you can’t trap a wolf if you’re afraid to sacrifice the lamb, and you can’t ensnare an influential person without offering up your wife."

This move, however, confused Yi Chen. This girl was almost too anthropomorphic.

"This Young Master has taken a liking to the City Lord, how could I covet what another man cherishes? Given your previous proposal to develop Shan City, your future is boundless, let us not allow this to cause any strife between us."

"In the future, the Young Master will have great use for you." Yi Chen immediately began to accord honor to the worthy; he felt that this woman might be more to the taste of the Corpse God Sect’s tyrannical leader.

"Young Master, you.... you’re not thinking of...."

"Choose your words carefully, keep your thoughts in your heart, Pixiu City Lord. My father once said, ’One must remain calm in the face of great events.’ Now, the Young Master offers these words to you." Although he did not understand what the Pixiu City Lord meant, it did not prevent Yi Chen from continuing to speak in riddles, rather than chatting directly.

"Enough, it’s late, and a moment in the spring evening is worth a thousand gold coins. This Young Master shall not delay any longer. Your matter is not difficult to handle, but it’s quite troublesome. Keep quiet for this month, do not inquire or ask around, and if the news leaks, you’re on your own."

"At this Young Master’s level, naturally, there are many who don’t wish to see me prosper. If it becomes known that your reassignment is orchestrated by me, and if anything goes wrong, don’t say that I didn’t warn you."

As his voice fell, the Pixiu City Lord, who had offered both Saber Coins and his wife, watched Yi Chen’s departing figure with a look of reverence.

Once Yi Chen had left, he couldn’t help but clench his fist fiercely.

"The temperament, methods, and cultivation of the Young Master are unfathomable; I, Pi Xiu, have truly struck it lucky today."

"To have encountered the Young Master is like a fish finding the sea, a fortune granted by heaven."

The City Lord of the Pixiu sighed as he glanced at the beauty under the lamp.

Looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more one looks, the more enchanting she becomes.

Picking up the comb-crested beauty’s leg, the Pixiu City Lord couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Beauty, you smell so good, I really want to eat you up."

Having said that, he opened his mouth wide, and to the comb-crested beauty’s horrified gaze, he tore off her arm and put it in his mouth.

"Ah~"

Accompanied by a piercing scream, the hall suddenly plunged into darkness, with only the continual wailing echoing through the dark.

….

….

"Madam, I’m coming in."

After knocking on the door and receiving permission from the person inside, Yi Chen pushed the door open and entered.

"Is Nan Nan asleep?"

"Yes, I have used the Secret Technique to put her to sleep. Has our friend managed to get the doorknocker to the Imperial Capital?" The beautiful woman couldn’t help but chuckle at the question, "That Pixiu creature is the type to only take in, never give out. If our friend didn’t manage to get any Saber Coins, it would also be…."

Before Nan Nan’s mother could finish speaking, the room was instantly submerged in a sea of gold and silver light, dazzling to the eyes.

"You... how did you do it?"

"Is it that difficult? A few words from me, and without me even speaking, the old Pixiu kept insisting on giving me Saber Coins. I didn’t say a thing the whole time," Yi Chen said with a tilt of his head, "Alright, Madam, now can you share with me the details about the Imperial Capital and also about the ’Salvation Society’ organization you mentioned before?"

"You... stranger."

"Eh, it doesn’t matter. In light of your rescue of Nan Nan, stranger, I advise you to give up any thoughts of weakening the Rakshasa King by destroying the Saber Coins.

"The Rakshasa King has built two Yin Essence Towers in the Royal City, using Saber Coins as fuel, allowing him to forcibly resonate with the Essence Sea to draw forth incredible power."

"Our Huaxu Country’s ’Salvation Society’ has faced successive failures; countless people have devoted their lives to fulfilling this heavy responsibility only to ultimately fail. Some even considered using seduction, trying to incite infighting between the two-faced nobles and the revolving nobility but, alas, they all failed to succeed in the end."

"Even more tragic is that some of our comrades were assimilated, joining the ranks of the changed, which caused immense losses to our Salvation Society."

"If it weren’t for certain people in the Imperial Capital with their own agendas, the Salvation Society would likely have been eradicated by now."

"You are Nan Nan’s benefactor, and I do not wish for you to end up like my comrades, ultimately assimilated and transformed."

The beautiful woman seemed to be reminded of painful memories from the past and couldn’t help but have her eyes redden slightly.

Yet Yi Chen appeared unconcerned, grinning broadly, "That’s because you and your companions are too simplistic, your methods too primitive, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper; what kind of strategy could you possibly come up with? To deal with these intensely sinister altered beings, you have to be more ruthless and cunning than they are."

"I am different, I’m as plain as a sheet of newspaper,"

"The mere mud cannot blacken a lump of coal."

At Yi Chen’s insistent request, that night, he had a long conversation with the beautiful woman, who shared with him all the information about the Royal City gathered by the Salvation Society, including the friction between different factions and the undercurrents between the two-faced people and the revolving nobility.

The current Rakshasa King was one such revolving noble, a kind of altered creature with a thin neck that liked to suck blood and parasitize.

As the beautiful woman recounted more details, Yi Chen’s eyes brightened increasingly. Your next chapter is on NovelBin.Côm

The so-called Salvation Society was simply too foolish, their methods too lacking, utterly ignorant of modern financial tactics.

Put simply, they were cutting too slowly, lacking efficiency.

Yi Chen decided on the spot to give the Rakshasa Kingdom a little Blue Planet shake-up using the Pangs and Thunderbolt Method. He vowed that within a month, the entire Rakshasa Kingdom would become a powder keg.

The Rakshasa King for the moment was only suppressing the undercurrents with his unrivaled strength, yet he could not change one fact: that he was the person who consumed the most Saber Coins in the entire Rakshasa Kingdom, whether for cultivation or for maintaining the operation of the Yin Essence Towers.

What if his strength was torn open at some point, such as if the two-faced individuals and the revolving nobility were to break apart? Would the Yin Essence Towers continue to operate smoothly?

Soon, a comprehensive plan to deal with the Rakshasa King began to form in Yi Chen’s mind.

"Tomorrow, to the Imperial Capital." Quickly, Yi Chen made up his mind.