"Hurry, hurry! If we can complete it before the deadline, everyone will be rewarded with an ingot of gold! "
Li Lin shouted from the top of the mountain.
The matter of Wang Chong purchasing a mountain near the Three Great Training Camps had already caught the attention of the royal court. By the time the royal court realized this, the construction of any buildings within dozens of li of the Three Great Training Camps would be strictly prohibited.
Thus, they had to work overtime to complete it as soon as possible.
Wang Chong had already mentioned all of this in his letter.
As the saying went, 'Money makes the world go round'. This was the moment where Wang Chong's wealth came into full play. 80,000 gold taels was a huge burden to many clans.
However, Wang Chong was different. He didn't have any special business burdens. He didn't have any cash flow, and most of what he had on hand was cash. Money was the last thing he lacked.
If it were anyone else, even if they had the intention, they wouldn't be able to pull out so much money so easily.
With the incentive of money, the craftsmen on the mountain were full of vigor. In just ten days, the foundation was laid. In around 20 days, the first floor was built, and the basic outline of the residence was outlined.
The reason why Wang Chong bought this mountain wasn't just to build a house on it. Instead, he intended to build an antique courtyard on the mountain that could accommodate hundreds of people.
A garden, a pavilion, a pavilion, a long corridor, a guest room, a training ground, a tea room … Everything that one would need was available.
All of these items were incomparably luxurious. Even the scions of the nobility found it hard to bear.
Without the support of the clan, it was unimaginable to build such a large residence. The amount of money required wasn't something that the students of the Three Great Training Camps could afford.
However, to Wang Chong, this wasn't a problem at all.
Hundreds of skilled craftsmen were called into the mountain. Like ants moving houses, they busied themselves. With so many people, the entire residence was built on the mountain within a month.
Looking from afar, the eaves were arched, and the eaves were high. It was a grand sight. The only thing missing was a paint job and a set of solid wood furniture.
Wang Chong's uncle, Li Lin, did not stand on ceremony either. As soon as the mountaintop was preliminarily built, he sent a group of experts with bulging temples to guard it.
These people were sent over by Wang Chong's big uncle, Wang Gen.
After learning of Wang Chong's request, Wang Gen immediately dispatched these guards from his clan. Firstly, it was to protect the courtyard, and secondly, it was to protect Wang Chong.
The previous night raid was a lesson to be learned. Wang Gen didn't want anything to happen to Wang Chong again!
This was the degree of importance that Wang Chong was currently receiving in the family.
However, when the Wang Clan's guards entered the mountain peak, all the mysteries were revealed.
"Wang Clan guards! These people are the guards of the Wang Clan! "
On the White Tiger Peak, a group of people stared at the expressionless guards stationed at the peak with their eyes wide open.
Living in the capital, they were able to recognize the emblems of the prestigious clans.
There was almost no one in the capital who didn't know of the Wang Clan's influence. And there was only one person from the Wang Clan in the Kunwu Training Camp.
In an instant, everyone turned to look at Zhao Jingdian.
"Don't ask me. I don't know either. Gongzi has always been an unfathomable person. "
Zhao Jingdian knew what everyone was thinking, and he hurriedly shook his head.
After interacting with Zhao Jingdian for a period of time, they knew that he wouldn't lie. However, to Xu Qi, Gao Feng, Nie Yan, and the others, it was a completely different story.
The Three Great Training Camps were designated by the Sage Emperor. It was not a place where anyone could build anything they wanted. This was the first time they witnessed Wang Chong's means and astounding financial strength.
"Hahaha, as expected of my brother! I'll have a share of this residence from now on! "
Unlike the others, Wei Hao burst into laughter upon hearing the news. He was clearly excited.
"Isn't that lad … a little too eye-catching?"
On the Vermilion Bird Peak, the group of powerful ladies standing beside Marchioness Yi also noticed the building that had suddenly risen from the ground.
"What is that Wang Chong up to?"
On the Azure Dragon Peak, Abutong and the other Hu students had also noticed the eye-catching residence. However, unlike the others, Abutong had been keeping a close eye on Wang Chong's movements during this period of time.
It was only at the very last moment that Abutong noticed that the residence next to the Kunwu Training Camp was actually Wang Chong's.
Wang Chong's memorial had caused the Hu to lose many benefits. Abutong didn't think that Wang Chong would do something so meaningless, so he couldn't help but frown in bewilderment.
"Isn't that lad of the Wang Clan reacting a little too quickly? Is he intending to build a base here and expand his territory? "
On another peak, Zheng Xuan also noticed the changes on the mountain.
Hualala! A moment later, two pigeons flew out from the Azure Dragon Peak, one toward King Qi and the other toward Zhou Zhang.
At this very moment, Wang Chong was oblivious to the changes in the surroundings.
There was a specialized training chamber in the Kunwu Training Camp, and only those whose cultivation had reached Origin Energy Tier 7 were allowed to use it. At this moment, Wang Chong was in the training chamber.
In the past month, Wang Chong had devoted almost all of his attention to practicing the Art of Life Massacre. He rarely returned to his residence, and even Zhao Jingdian and the others found it hard to meet him.
In terms of difficulty, Wang Chong was probably no weaker than Su Hanshan.
"It's about time. I should be able to master it soon."
In the secret chamber, Wang Chong sat cross-legged on the floor as he thought.
After a month of hard work, Wang Chong had already grasped the basics of swordsmanship very well. With a thrust of the sword, he could almost accurately stab any small wooden block he wanted to stab from among the tens of thousands of small square wooden blocks.
Wang Chong had a feeling that he was about to reach Minor Accomplishment in the Art of Life Massacre and form sword qi.
"Chi!"
Wang Chong raised a small wooden block, and with a thought, he drew his sword, unsheathed it, and slashed down. In an instant, a ray of Origin Energy as thin as a silver chopstick shot through the air.
Half of the Origin Energy was blazing fiercely while the other half was translucent and loose. The two energies intertwined with one another and pierced toward the eyes of a wooden humanoid ten zhang away.
After more than a month of hard work, Wang Chong's swordsmanship had allowed him to easily pierce through the eyes, ears, fingertips, collarbones, and any other small part of a wooden figurine. Even if it was an ant in a dark room, Wang Chong would be able to accurately pierce through it.
Wang Chong was confident that if his sword were to strike, the wooden humanoid's eyes would be pierced through, leaving behind a smooth and sharp finger-sized hole.
Peng!
But just when Wang Chong was filled with anticipation, something strange happened. Peng! When it was still three to four zhang away from the wooden humanoid, Wang Chong's sword qi vibrated, and two completely different energies clashed in the air. In the end, with a deafening explosion, the two energies dissipated into the air.
"It still doesn't work!"
Wang Chong sighed, and the light in his eyes faded. Thus, Jung-son's Art of Life Massacre was far more difficult to cultivate than he had imagined.
The aptitude required for this unique skill was far higher than he had imagined.
"… Half sword qi, half primordial qi, this situation is already very good. But it still doesn't work. Sword qi is too domineering, and it can't tolerate other types of energy. If these two different energies are entangled together, my swordsmanship will not have any power. What is going on? … Is it still not enough? "
Wang Chong thought to himself.
This was already the eleventh failure, and Wang Chong felt that there might be something wrong with his cultivation.
"Let's put it aside for now!"
Wang Chong sighed and stood up. Crack, a series of violent bone cracking sounds came from Wang Chong's body.
Compared to before, Wang Chong's aura had obviously grown a lot stronger.
The way of the sword nurtured people, and it could change a person's temperament. After cultivating the 《Art of Life Massacre》 for more than a month, Wang Chong's aura had grown sharper, reminiscent of a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed. He exuded an imposing aura that inspired awe in others.
On top of that, Guo Feng and Chai Zhiyi had given Wang Chong several hundred-year-old ginsengs. Even though Wang Chong didn't train his internal energy, his cultivation still grew by quite a bit.
Even though he hadn't reached Origin Energy Tier 8 yet, his cultivation had grown significantly.
"It seems like everyone has been working hard over the past month!"
When he walked out of the Technique Practicing Room, he saw that the entire main peak of Kunwu was packed with people. It was bustling with activity and seemed to be in full swing.
Seemingly influenced by the night assault, Wang Chong felt that everyone was working hard on their martial arts. Furthermore, when they were sparring, it was as though they were in a real battle.
Archers, infantrymen, and cavalrymen, everyone seemed to be holding their breaths, putting in a lot of effort. With effort comes reward. Compared to when the training camp first opened, Wang Chong could feel that the atmosphere in the training camp had changed. The overall prowess of the training camp was clearly a notch higher.
Qiu!
While Zhang Xuan was touring the main peak, a crisp and sharp cry suddenly sounded from the top of his head. Lifting his head, Wang Chong saw messenger pigeons flying above him, flying back and forth between the training camp and the capital.
Most of the people in the Kunwu Training Camp were commoners or descendants of ordinary officials, so there wasn't much going on here. Even without thinking too much, Wang Chong could guess that this must have something to do with the scions of the prestigious clans in the training camp.
This could be considered as the style of scions of the prestigious clans in the capital.
Qiu!
Just as Zhang Xuan was chuckling, the cry of a messenger pigeon suddenly sounded from the top of his head. Raising his head, Wang Chong saw a messenger pigeon flying over from afar. Just as he was wondering who it was, Wang Chong suddenly realized that the messenger pigeon was flying straight toward him.
"Hmm?"
Wang Chong's eyebrows shot up. His gaze soon fell on the messenger pigeon.
"This is … a letter from big uncle?"
Seeing the golden ring on the left leg of the messenger pigeon, Wang Chong's eyes flickered in astonishment. This messenger pigeon was raised by Big Uncle Wang Gen.
However, the golden ring on the left leg of the messenger pigeon held a special meaning in the Wang Clan. Unless it was an extremely important matter, it wouldn't appear.
"Big uncle wants to meet me?"
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