"What about you?" Lu Sheng's feelings towards Li Shunxi were rather complicated. Initially, he had befriended him with the intention of investing in him. Later, under the common hatred of a common enemy, he became extremely dissatisfied with Ashoka Manor and lent him a helping hand in passing.
Even this time, it was all a coincidence. If not for the fact that the old Officiator of Ashoka Manor had killed one of his men for no reason, he would not have gone back to kill anyone.
Coincidences happened a few times in a row, and all of them strangely happened to save Li Shunxi.
Now, this person possessed the Jade of Secrets and the power of precognition, sworn to destroy Ashoka Manor. This made Lu Sheng's impression of him completely different from that of ordinary people.
"I'm going to the Central Plains. The other person with the Spirit Giant Blood that Ashoka Manor is looking for is there," Li Shunxi said solemnly.
"Brother Li, do you have any acquaintances in the Central Plains?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"No … there are warrants for my arrest everywhere. Who would dare to take me in?" Li Shunxi smiled bitterly.
Lu Sheng pondered for a moment.
"In that case, you can head to this place. If necessary, you can stay there for a while. You can decide what to do after familiarizing yourself with the place." He named a location. It was where the Soaring Eagle Squad members he had sent to the Central Plains had set up their branch.
Then, he listed out the contact details in detail and explained that he had to change his appearance before heading there.
Li Shunxi was immensely grateful. In the following days, Lu Sheng arranged for the sect's expert in disguise to give him detailed guidance and explanations. At the same time, he gave him a huge bag of gold leaves.
Because of the distance, the banks in the Central Plains would not necessarily use the banknotes here. Although they were all under the same imperial court, the real power lay in the hands of the Noble Families. The banknotes of the central banks were not widely used in most places. Actual gold and silver were more practical.
A few days later.
A jet-black sailboat was docked on the river.
Lu Sheng sent Li Shunxi and Bai Qiuling to the pier and stood before the plank of the boat as a final farewell.
"Brother Lu, words cannot express my gratitude. I will definitely repay you in the future!" Li Shunxi saluted Lu Sheng with a serious expression.
"Brother Li, what are you talking about? You're my brother, so you're treating me like an outsider! " Lu Sheng spoke with a strong sense of righteousness. In fact, he had already planned to leave when he was in Twin Eagle City. He did not expect to accidentally save Li Shunxi.
To be honest, if he had known that Li Shunxi was there and that the evil jade would be a problem, he might not have gone back to save him.
Of course, he couldn't say that out loud. Since he had already done this favor, he might as well make the best of it.
"Uncle Lu … Qiuling will never forget your kindness in saving my life!" Bai Qiuling looked much more haggard now. Her eyes were dull and lifeless, but at least there was a glimmer of hope now — hope for revenge.
"Qiuling, I believe that you'll succeed." Lu Sheng nodded and patted her shoulder.
"By the way, I rushed this through the night. I hope it'll be of use to Brother Lu." Suddenly, Li Shunxi produced a pale yellow oilcloth from his sleeve. He rolled it into a scroll and passed it to Lu Sheng.
"You must open it when you return!" he instructed solemnly.
In order to create this, he had sacrificed at least half of Liu Qin's Blood Essence to operate the Jade of Secrets. He had contributed quite a lot of blood as well. His vitality was greatly damaged and his lifespan was shortened, but at least he could repay Lu Sheng a little.
Lu Sheng received it in confusion. He did not open it in front of Li Shunxi. He nodded at Li Shunxi and put it away quietly.
"The mountains never change, and the rivers never stop flowing. Brother Lu, we shall meet again!" Li Shunxi cupped his fists at Lu Sheng.
"See you again!" Lu Sheng returned the salute with a solemn expression.
The two boarded the boat. The sails were unfurled and swayed in the wind. The wind carried the boat slowly into the distance.
Lu Sheng stood at the dock and watched the boat sail away. When he could no longer see it, he slowly turned around.
Behind him were Xu Chui, Ning San, and a group of experts from the Soaring Eagle Squad, all awaiting his orders.
"Sect Master, there's an urgent letter from below." Xu Chui walked up and handed a letter to Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng tore off the wax seal and opened the letter.
"Duel?"
The content of the letter was about the Shangyang Family. Shangyang Jiuli's younger brother, Shangyang Ce, was going to duel with someone in the Northern Lands.
Jiuli was in seclusion now, so Shangyang Ce's duel fell on Lu Sheng's shoulders.
'However, I'm only a Three-Vein Level sect master. Even if people think I have some Noble Family blood in me, I'm already on the decline. Shangyang Ce was a Four-Vein Level two years ago. I'm afraid he's already at Five-Vein Level now. This level is not something I can interfere with with with with my current status. I'll just send a letter to the Shangyang Family. 'Lu Sheng made up his mind.
"Pass down my orders. If there's any commotion in the forest near Half Leaf City, seal off the entry and exit of ordinary people. Only lift the seal after the Twin Fire Festival," Lu Sheng ordered in a low voice.
"Yes!"
Xu Chui received the order and went to relay it.
Lu Sheng immediately had Ning San arrange the return journey.
In the carriage, he waited until the troops were on their way and the carriage was stable before taking out the scroll that Li Shunxi had given him and placing it on the table.
'Something that can make him so serious must be extraordinary.' Lu Sheng slowly grabbed a corner of the scroll and unfurled it.
As the scroll unfurled, Lu Sheng's eyes widened slightly, and his breathing became heavier.
'This … is actually …?'
A row of words was clearly written on the scroll.
'Eight Twists Wishful Flower. Consuming its stamen can nourish the five viscera, harmonize extreme Yang, and greatly increase the purity and richness of Inner Qi.'
'Thousand-year Dragon Claw Vine. Boiled and consumed in soup can prolong life and nourish the muscles and bones.'
'White-jade Ginseng King. Consumed raw with fire can replenish one's Inner Qi, prolong life, and unblock the meridians.'
…
The specific locations of the treasures were all roughly marked on the entire scroll. The scroll itself was a map of the entire Northern Lands, and on the side, there were also detailed descriptions of the growing characteristics of the different treasures and medicinal herbs, as well as the specific characteristics of their specific locations.
Lu Sheng did a rough count. There were actually more than ten precious herbs of different types.
'If all these are real, then it's really incredible.'
Because Crimson Whale Sect had its own herb business, he had always been going to the pharmacy and pill room. Hence, he had some knowledge of some of the herbs.
These herbs were priceless and could not be bought. They would be of great help to his inner Qi cultivation.
This was a huge gift. Some of the herbs were even rumored to be top-grade herbs on the same level as the Scarlet Fruit.
If he could get his hands on them and consume them, perhaps they would be of great help to his inner energy!
Back in the sect, Lu Sheng immediately sent someone to check the locations recorded on the scroll. He wanted to confirm the approximate location first.
…
Central Plains, Ashoka Manor.
Late at night, the sound of stringed and bamboo music drifted out from within the red-walled manor. Faint laughter of men and women could be heard.
The manor was brightly lit. In the main hall.
A handsome man with a dignified appearance and regular facial features was sitting on the main seat, admiring the graceful dance of the dancers with the guests beside him.
A few impatient officials had even snuck their hands under the skirts of the women beside them. Yet, on the surface, they were still conversing with the guests without batting an eyelid.
Although Ashoka King was already over seventy years old, he still looked like a middle-aged man, full of youthfulness. The Ashoka Society that he was currently organizing was one of his methods to win over other important officials.
The Ashoka Society, Ashoka Society, naturally had no worries, only happiness.
Apart from the dancers, the women who sought pleasure with the important officials were mostly mortal women that his subordinates had secretly captured from all over the country. Among them were the young ladies of noble families, the daughters of humble families, the noblewomen, and even the village beauties.
On the other hand, many of them were the clan daughters, daughters, nieces, and cousins of certain officials. Many of the officials were connected by him, gradually forming a solid network of mutual benefits.
Ashoka King Ashoka looked at the lewd scene below him with satisfaction. In a good mood, he picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.
His gaze moved, and very quickly, from one official to another middle-aged official in his fifties. This was his new target.
However, this person's taste was a little heavy. He didn't like anything else but to play with the opposite sex in his own family. He had already played with his own younger sister, then his daughter, his cousins, and even his granddaughters. All the pretty girls in the family had been played by him.
Yet, this person's family was completely reliant on him. Many a time, after the King Manor pulled strings for him, this person's originally dignified appearance was completely torn apart. He turned the entire family into a place for him to enjoy himself.
Because of the importance of his position, Ashoka King Ashoka even specially provided him with a large amount of body maintenance medicine to delay his youthful vigor.
Of course, he naturally received even more. Many of his political enemies were taken care of one by one by this person.
Just as he was in a good mood, a girl in pink suddenly walked in stealthily. She walked to Ashoka King Ashoka's side and whispered something into his ear.
Ashoka King Ashoka's originally smiling expression changed slightly, then quickly returned to normal.
"Everyone, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving for a while. Please don't hold back, you can enjoy everything here to your heart's content," he stood up and said loudly.
"Your Highness, please go ahead if you have matters to attend to. There's no need to bother with us."
"Not bad, not bad. Thank you for your hospitality. Your Highness, you don't have to miss out on important matters because of us."
"As long as you send more good medicine in the future."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Amidst the laughter, Ashoka King Ashoka walked slowly out of the main hall with a smile on his face.
Out of the main hall, he came to a circular corridor at the side. Huge red lanterns were hung on the dark corridor. The red light shone down, making his face look somewhat hideous.
There were already two figures waiting in the corridor. One was a man and the other was a woman.
The man was dressed like a rich man, his body glittering with jewels and jewels. He was about sixty or seventy years old, his hair white.
The woman had an enchanting figure, her chest rippling like waves, her waist slender, legs long and slender. She wore a tight-fitting red dress that revealed more than half of her snow-white chest. Other than two points, the outline of her body could almost be seen. Half of her jade-like legs could also be vaguely seen through the slit in her dress.
"Zhao Rong, Lingmo, speak. What's going on?!" Ashoka King Ashoka stared at the two with a dark expression.
The red-dressed woman, Zhao Rong, stepped forward with a solemn expression. "Your Highness, Bai Jiang has been in the Northern Lands for a long time without any news. Also, there's trouble with the evil jade, and Ghost Fa … "
"Don't tell me that the soul bells of the two Officiators are gone …" Ashoka King Ashoka said coldly.
Zhao Rong lowered her head in silence.
Beside him, Ye Moling said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the most important thing now is to find out who's targeting our Ashoka Manor. Two Officiators are missing, possibly even dead. Such a loss is extremely rare in the past ten years. If the Officiators are gone, we can always recruit more. But if we delay the Ritual Offering, it'll be a huge problem. "
"That's right. This is the critical period …" Zhao Rong agreed.
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