2024-09-16 00:02:08He had his own affairs to handle, which the Lancasters could only dream of reaching his level.
With just a snap of his fingers, he could make their wildest wishes a reality.
If he so desired, the wealthiest families in the city could lose everything, their fortunes vanishing and businesses crumbling into bankruptcy.
But what good would it do to explain this to a woman as arrogant and narrow-minded as Mrs. Lancaster?
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Chapter 645
Far to the north, in the smoke-choked ruins of Qingyang City, Governor Liu Dai stood on the steps of the captured fortress and watched the flames devour the last of Qiao Mao’s banners.Liu Dai’s chest swelled with raw satisfaction. He had waited years for this moment.“Qiao Mao… this is what you get for ignoring my orders. I spoke to you with courtesy, but you chose to spit in my face. Now, I’ll burn you and every last member of your family.”“Open the granaries,” he ordered, voice booming across the courtyard. “Distribute the grain. Feast tonight. Then send columns to every city still loyal to that fool. Take everything of value—gold, weapons, women, horses. Let them remember what it costs to refuse Liu Dai.”His soldiers roared their approval. Smoke stung the air, thick with the scent of charred wood and victory.Liu Dai allowed himself a slow smile as the first barrels of wine were rolled out and the looting parties galloped away.The next morning he sat in the mansion that had onc
Chapter 644
The night deepened over Qingshui. Lanterns swayed on their hooks, throwing restless shadows across the streets. Rebels roared as they plunged deeper, smashing open chests. Gold spilled between greedy fingers. Silk tore under eager hands.Citizens crowded the doorways, clapping and cheering the looters on. “More!” they shouted. “Take more!”Yet hundreds of drones had already slipped from the black sky—silent as breath.Tasers lanced downward. Ordinary men dropped where they stood.Bodies folded. Faces struck the flagstones with soft, final thuds.The demonic sect disciples’ heads snapped up the instant the drones drew near. They felt the faint stir of wind across their scalps, the whisper of displaced air brushing their skin.One disciple twisted sharply. His palm flashed open and a small knife flew.It struck the nearest drone mid-descent. Metal screamed. Sparks sprayed in a bright arc. The machine spun wildly out of control and crashed into a stall, collapsing in a tangle of broken w
Chapter 643
The officers moved through Qingshui at noon. They carried thick rolls of paper. Hammers rang against posts and walls.Proclamations unfurled in bold black ink across every gate, every market square, every information board.One officer climbed the steps of the central plaza. He unrolled the last sheet.“By order of City Lord Bai. Being poor is now a sin. All poor, all homeless, all in the slum districts—report at once. You will serve rehabilitation time in Wudang’s special realm. Reform your poor mindset. Failure brings harsher punishment.”Citizens gathered in small knots near the central square. They kept their voices low.No one spoke at first. Then whispers rose—sharp, quick, disbelieving.A stout merchant leaned close to his neighbor. “If being poor is a sin,” he said, “don’t you think City Lord Bai will soon declare that being ugly is a sin too? And then all the plain-faced among us will vanish into the mountain by morning.”His companion pressed a finger to his lips, face twist
Chapter 642
One month had passed since the first waves of bandits poured into Qingshui like flies to rotting meat, and the city had changed into something no one in the Jianghu could have imagined.Every street gleamed like an open vault. Tables sagged under bolts of finest silk, chests of gold coins left carelessly unlocked, jade carvings tossed out like yesterday’s trash.Housewives polished their best silver until it blinded the sun and set it out on the main avenue as if it were nothing.Merchants paraded their rarest treasures and simply walked away whistling, leaving their stalls unguarded. Even the old widow, once known only for her pickled vegetables, now laid out delicate heirloom teapots and glittering family jewelry beside her jars. She sat on a low stool with a serene, grandmotherly smile.No one bothered hiding their wealth anymore. They flaunted it openly, each trying to outdo the other with the most irresistible bait. Every so often, a passerby would casually drop a heavy pouch of
Chapter 641
Lu Piao stood amid the kneeling Qingcheng disciples, chest heaving, knuckles still slick with another man’s blood. The courtyard reeked of sweat, crushed stone, and defeat.“Lu Piao,” Alex called, his voice low but carrying clearly across the silent yard.Lu Piao turned, eyes bright with the same feral satisfaction that had fueled every punch. “Boss! You see what I did to the Qingcheng sect? Damn, they’re so lame. Even the virtual fighter is stronger than all of them combined—and every single one has more openings than a broken sieve.”Alex glared at him. “Had enough boasting?”Lu Piao quickly bowed, the grin never leaving his face. “What is it, young sect leader?”“Did you watch how I welcomed them?”Lu Piao’s grin widened. “Every second of it.”“Good. Starting now, it’s your job.” Alex stepped closer, close enough that only the two of them could hear.“Any newcomer sect that walks through those gates thinking they can swallow us whole—you do exactly what I just did. Same rules. One
Chapter 640
The mountain wind carried the first distant thunder of hooves and sword-song across the shattered gates of Wudang.One hundred and fifty Qingcheng disciples swept into the courtyard like a storm front, white robes snapping, blades gleaming under the midday sun.Their formation was flawless—arrogance wrapped in martial precision.They had heard the whispers for three long centuries: Wudang was dying—ravaged by the second-rate Yin Yang Sect’s merciless onslaught. Its walls fractured and fell, its legendary name reduced to ridicule among the righteous sects.A first-rate power like Qingcheng could swallow them whole and still have room for dessert.They reined in hard. Dust billowed around them.Every eye took in the half-collapsed outer wall, the great gate hanging drunkenly from a single hinge, the weeds pushing through cracked flagstones. A low murmur rippled through their ranks.“Wudang was so pathetic. Already on its knees.”High on the cracked steps of the main hall, Alex waited al
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