Chapter 92: Four-way Demon Slaying [First Order Request]

The young man beside the post road spoke with a righteous awe as if it was true, but the woman did not believe a word of it. The two looked at each other for a long while, and the pair of warm almond eyes suddenly blinked seductively:
"Sir Wei, this official mission is exhausting. If you listen to me and return to the capital, I will go to your room tonight to relieve your fatigue."

Her voice was so delicate and charming that Wei Mingqi almost couldn't control himself. He could only bite the tip of his tongue and scolded coldly:
"Nonsense!"

"..."

"During official business, don't say things that will damage the image of my Xifu. If others hear what I, Wei Mingqi, have become, what will happen?"

He wanted to make a joke, but Mei Xing in front of him pulled her face, rode forward and said, "Okay, Lord Wei, if you can touch my little finger these few days, I, Yu Qing, will learn boxing from you in the future."

"..."

The sky gradually darkened and it began to rain heavily. In the Mianlong mansion a hundred miles away, a broad-backed man walked into the study, picked up the list on the desk and scanned it again.

'Zhenhai Escort Agency, Tian Jiqing'

'Zhang's Martial Arts School, Zhang Zhichen'

'Nine Ring Knife, Zhu Guangsheng'

'...'

bang bang.

There were two light knocks, and the door was pushed open. A thin man walked in and said to Yue Ping behind the desk, "Brother Yue, are you in a good mood? How many heroes are interested in killing the demon this time?"

Behind the desk, Yue Ping put down the letter paper, raised his broken eyebrows and said, "How many people who beg for food under my Yue family dare not give me face? When we kill the demons in all directions next year, my Yue family will be able to produce three masters and five masters!"

Snapped.

Snapped.

The lean man clapped his hands and praised, "The Yue family is indeed courageous. If everyone in the martial arts world could act as decisively as Brother Yue, then how could the Dongfang kid be so rampant today? But his good days are over now."

As he spoke, the thin man stretched out his fingers and calculated:
"I have already persuaded the twelve owners of Dian Cang Tower and Master Yue Jian of Feihong Villa. Commander Chen Cang has come out of retreat before. Sects like Zhenshan Sect, Konghe Sect, and Sifang Escort Agency have also decided to join us. We will just wait until next year when more than a dozen of us will swear together to slay the demons. By then, the whole world will surely respond!"

The ones he mentioned were all well-known and powerful forces in the martial arts world. Not to mention the ordinary experts, every family has several masters.

With more than a dozen forces combined, this four-way demon-slaying event is truly a grand event that will undoubtedly shake the entire martial arts world.

After listening quietly, Yue Ping said, "I am worried about one thing now. With so many forces, if the news leaks out during the preparation period, will the court be on guard? The capital is not a good place."

"Don't worry, Brother Yue."

The thin man sneered when he heard this:
"I was born in the West Palace and have dealt with those spies before. We have spread so much smokescreen before, and the court still thinks we are hesitant. When we suddenly swear to raise the banner of slaying demons in all directions next year, when the world is in an uproar, it will be too late for them to react. Besides..."

At this point, former White Tiger Commander Luo Heng lowered his voice a bit:

"Although I am on the run, I still have old friends in the court. Dongfang Mingqi has stirred up a hornet's nest in the Beijing camp this time. Those soldiers are all unhappy with him. When we swear an oath next year and kill the demons in all directions, the Beijing camp will most likely watch with indifference."

This news was indeed shocking, but Yue Ping did not doubt its rationality, because in today's world, warriors are the most carefree, and even the people in the underworld have to be ranked second. If you make the soldiers unhappy, they will really do something as unstoppable as a mountain.

With this calculation, the chances of slaying the demon this time have greatly increased. The only uncertain factor is...

Yue Ping couldn't help but say, "If another Kuixian responds, it will be 100% certain."

Luo Heng next to him knew what he was thinking when he heard it.

However, most of the Shikui Immortals are devoted to martial arts, so it is hard to find people to join the game, let alone recruit them. Even those in the secular world are powerful people, such as Dongfang Ming and Wanrenshan. "You don't need to worry about the palace."

Luo Heng said firmly: "The more chaotic the situation is, the less likely the old eunuch will leave the palace. He has to keep an eye on the little emperor all the time. When the situation really becomes critical, it is possible that Dongfang Mingqi will be pushed out and abandoned."

In front of him, Yue Ping's broken brows relaxed as he listened.

The Beijing troops stood idly by, and the Wanren Mountain in the palace remained unchanged, so Wei Mingqi, who was isolated and helpless outside, was doomed to die.

"After this is done, I don't need anything else."

Yue Ping reiterated his conditions: "The only thing you have to do is leave the woman named Yu Qing to our Yue family."

When Luo Heng heard him say this, his eyes flickered a little, and he couldn't help but say: "No problem, but can Brother Yue slay the demon next year..."

"Don't even think about it, he won't go."

Yue Ping interrupted him in a depressed tone: "My brother has gone crazy practicing martial arts and doesn't even recognize me as his brother."

Luo Heng felt a pity when he heard this.

Guanshan of the Yue family was also an incredible martial arts genius. He became a martial arts master when he was in his teens and was on the verge of becoming the top champion. Unfortunately, his aspirations were ruined by his own family.

"Brother Yue has such talent and ability that he is only a step away from the true meaning of martial arts. If he is willing to come out next year, we will have a better chance of success."

Hearing him say this, Yue Ping became even more annoyed, and his broken eyebrows furrowed deeply: "Otherwise, what's the point of me wanting that woman? Isn't it just to help that love-sick man untie his knot? Such a woman's kindness is actually a brother who is born of the same mother as me."

"..."

Hearing him say this, Luo Heng did not blindly agree with him, because the two brothers had feelings for each other after all, and it was not appropriate for outsiders to interfere.

"I heard that you also wrote a letter to Xu Yisheng?"

He changed the subject and asked, "What was the result? Although the Xu family doesn't have many experts, they have a lot of wealth and can forge magical weapons. If they can join us, it will be very useful to us."

When this matter was mentioned, Yue Ping, who was already in a bad mood, snorted coldly and said, "What else can I do? They still reply to my letter to evade me. That family only cares about doing business. Sooner or later, they will suffer."

Luo Heng was somewhat disappointed when he heard this, and anger and greed were aroused in his heart: "Next year, we can settle this account together."

Yue Ping understood what he meant and immediately became interested. The Xu family lived only a hundred miles away from the Yue family and was extremely wealthy. If he could use this as an excuse to swallow them up, the Yue family would be able to take off again after five years ago.

"Commander Luo, if you have nowhere to go for the New Year, why don't you stay at my Yue's house and spend the New Year with me? I can show my hospitality as a good host."

Luo Heng understood what he meant and just wanted to get closer to him, so he smiled and said:

"That's annoying."

"..."

Boom——

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and at night there was a sound of boiling oil on the eaves. Heavy rain fell without warning. Wei Mingqi, who had just finished dinner, walked to the guest room next door, knocked on the door in front of him, and said with a dry cough:

"Mother Yu, please open the door. I want to tell you something from my heart."

　Because the speed is relatively slow, less than one thousand per hour, I have really tried my best to write it. However, no matter how slow it is, I will guarantee you eight to ten thousand updates within the month of its release.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)