"I wonder what's the purpose of your visit, Marshal?" After three rounds of wine, the City Lord of Shang Jiucheng took the initiative to ask Liu Ying.
Liu Ying knew that his chance had come. He seized the opportunity and said, "I'm afraid you already know that I've received the decree from the Immortal King to capture Lin Di so that I can find traces of Ancestor Lin."
"However, I didn't expect Lin Di to have reinforcements, and the immortal army is at a disadvantage. Shang Jiucheng is the closest to the battlefield, so I've come to request some resources. "
The City Lord of Shang Jiucheng's expression darkened when he heard Liu Ying's words. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "This … Marshal Jiao, our Shang Jiucheng is quite poor. We don't have many resources in the treasury."
"According to the rules of the Celestial Kingdom, the immortal army has the right to request resources from the city treasury. Have you forgotten?" Liu Ying spoke in an overbearing manner. "This is the most crucial part of the war. If there's any delay and the Immortal King blames us, are you going to shoulder the responsibility, or am I?"
At this point, Liu Ying raised his aura and threatened the City Lord.
Of course, this aura was imitated by Jiao Wenbo, so the City Lord of Shang Jiucheng did not suspect anything.
The City Lord of Shang Jiucheng's expression changed. As the City Lord of a high-level city of Shang Yuan Celestial Kingdom, he naturally knew about this rule.
The only thing he was worried about was whether Jiao Wenbo would take away too many resources.
Besides, a portion of the resources in the treasury was his personal property, and most of them were to be handed over to the Immortal Court of Shang Yuan Celestial Kingdom.
Who was he going to cry to if so many resources were taken away from him?
However, he did not dare to reject. Jiao Wenbo was not someone he could afford to offend.
"City Lord, you still don't understand." Seeing the hesitation of the City Lord, Liu Ying poured himself a cup of wine and looked at him. "This time, I'm here to capture Lin Di. He's not an ordinary human. If I can capture him, it'll be a great merit."
"Recently, there was a group of bandits that plundered the cities of the Celestial Kingdom and wiped out the immortal army. You should know about this, right?"
The City Lord of Shang Jiucheng was startled, and immediately asked, "I do. Could it be that there's some connection between them?"
Liu Ying pretended to sneer and glanced at the Castellan of Shang Jiucheng. "The reinforcements for Lin Di are these bandits."
"If City Lord supports me and takes down Lin Di and exterminates these bandits, it will be a great merit." At this point, Liu Ying paused, giving the other party some time to think. "Don't tell me that you only want to stay in this city and be the City Lord for the rest of your life?"
The City Lord of Shang Jiu City shuddered at Liu Ying's words.
Although he was the City Lord of this high-class city, a person like him was nothing in the Shang Yuan Immortal Kingdom.
Everyone had ambition.
He also wanted to climb up and become the Domain Lord of a domain in the Shang Yuan Celestial Kingdom. He also hoped to become a core figure in the Shang Yuan Celestial Kingdom's Immortal Court.
Only in this way could he obtain better cultivation methods and soul skills, and gather more resources and beauties to enjoy.
Who wouldn't want to be promoted and get rich?
In the past, he had never had such an opportunity. But now, Jiao Wenbo had sent this opportunity to him.
It was a rare opportunity. He was only going to support the resources in the City Lord's storeroom, and not fight personally.
"This contribution is more than enough for you to become a lord of a domain, or to enter the Immortal Court." Liu Ying's words were like a shot of adrenaline, stabbing right into the other party's heart, allowing him to make up his mind.
"Alright, I'll lead the way for you, Marshal." The City Lord of Shang Jiucheng stood up and led the way, looking like he couldn't wait any longer.
Then, the City Lord of Shang Jiucheng led the way for Liu Ying. He led him to the storeroom, opened it with the City Lord's token, and led him in.
"Marshal Jiao, this is the storeroom of Shang Jiucheng. May I know what you want?"
The storeroom of Shang Jiucheng was much larger than the storerooms of low-class cities. It was extremely spacious, and densely packed spiritual wood shelves filled the space of a public square.
Not only that, the shelves themselves were storage soul tools. For example, the shelves on Liu Ying's left were filled with soul ores, just like the soft metal used to forge cities.
Just like the Soft Gold Iron used to forge cities, the entire container had nine layers, and each layer had 16 fist-sized pieces of Soft Gold Iron.
The soft metal was merely a symbol. The place where the soft metal floated was the entrance to the storage space of the shelves.
There were also markings on the shelves. A piece of soft metal represented ten thousand tons of soft metal in the storage space.
The storage space of one container contained millions of tons of soft gold iron.
Liu Ying looked around and saw that there were at least a few hundred shelves specifically used to store soft metal.
This was only the tip of the iceberg. On the other side, Lin Qian, who was on the Emperor Warship, observed the storeroom through Liu Ying's eyes.
The Immortal Clan was truly rich. It would be intolerable not to rob them!
"Do it!" As soon as Fang Ru's voice fell, six ghostly faces darted out from the shadow of Liu Ying's cloak of immortal armor, as if there was another space within the shadow.
At this moment, the lord of Shang Jiucheng was in the storeroom, and with Marshal Jiao Wenbo by his side, he was very relaxed.
Although he was also a sage realm expert, he was only at the first level. Moreover, with his relaxed guard, he had no time to react to the sudden appearance of the six ghostly faces that specialized in assassination.
Five of the ghostly faces didn't seek to kill the enemy, but to first trap the enemy's limbs and head so that he couldn't move freely.
The last ghostly face held a glowing dagger in his hand and abruptly pierced it between the enemy's eyebrows.
The sudden ambush was beyond the lord of Shang Jiucheng's expectations. Before he could react, the dagger had already pierced through his eyebrows.
The dagger that was emitting a dim light instantly split apart, transforming into a lustrous dim light that rushed into the other party's body, wantonly breaking it. In the blink of an eye, the other party's meridians and Dantian were completely destroyed.
The ghostly face suddenly reached out and grabbed at his face. The grinning mask that was painted with a thick red brush was suddenly peeled off a layer as thin as a cicada's wing.
The ghostly face slapped the cicada's wing-thin mask towards the lord of Shang Jiucheng's face.
In an instant, the silky mask hardened and also turned into a ghostly face mask that was put on the lord of Shang Jiucheng's body.
At the same time, in the ancestral shrine in the rear courtyard of the city lord's residence, the life lamp belonging to the lord of Shang Jiucheng was originally flickering and about to be extinguished.
But when the ghostly face mask formed and emitted a glowing red light, the life lamp that was about to be extinguished suddenly stabilized. It only dimmed a little, but did not extinguish.
In the sea of consciousness of the lord of Shang Jiucheng, the soul that belonged to him had already stiffened. However, the face of the soul was eerily laughing, the corners of his mouth reaching his ears.
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