I Have A Martial Dao World-Chapter 383 - : 383. Desperate Profit

Chapter 383: 383. Desperate Profit

After seeing off Mister Zuo, Lu Yao hurriedly set aside the Secret Manual and took out the Stone Lion and the Dragon Pattern Mirror, setting up his stall to absorb the “Yan Huang Willpower”.

Being an inherently uplifting Positive Willpower, its concentration, after being diluted through two cycles of transfer, was just right for Lu Yao’s current level of cultivation. Moreover, with the aid of the Dragon Pattern Mirror and the Ice Jade Bracelet, absorbing it directly no longer caused any side effects.

What he was doing now was not completely breaking through to a new realm, since his Divine Soul had not yet manifested.

But with the massive support of the Yan Huang Willpower, he could certainly, like Hong Renkun had done, temporarily borrow the power of the Divine Manifestation of the Holy Realm.

This method had been severely criticized by Daoist Zhou He as one of the ancient heretical arts. Though it could grant immense power, the practitioner would definitely suffer backlash.

But Lu Yao was different, for he was gathering the “Yan Huang Willpower” by the billions!

It was not only harmless, its potency was far greater than ordinary incense wish power, and it even had additional suppressive effects on invaders.

As for Hong Renkun, to put it bluntly, he was merely a religious leader who at most had gathered the incense wish power of a million followers, just a glimmer of light.

If even he could use Divine Manifestation to defeat a Great Grandmaster, then the might of Lu Yao’s Divine Manifestation would surely be far greater.

“Next, it’s a race against time! You all disregard the rules by coming at me with 4 Bosses at once, so don’t blame me for cheating!”

While he was busy against time, the Imperial City was bustling.

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Great Xia was on the verge of collapse, countless ants despaired and wailed, showing their ugliest sides. Some joined the nation’s calamity with a desperate strength akin to that of mantises, but others took advantage of the chaos to rake in a fortune.

At this moment, in the renowned tavern of the Imperial City—Hui Xiantang.

Xiang Cheng, after a long absence, was sitting beside his father, negotiating “business”.

His father was a middle-aged man with a gaunt face and thin lips, sharp chin, and an appearance that was evidently calculating and naturally cold-hearted.

This man was a well-known wealthy businessman who had emigrated to Einheit years ago and been awarded a knighthood.

An elder in luxurious attire fell to his knees, his face pale as he begged:

“Sir Xiang! Please show some mercy! These are truly all the deeds and assets my Zhang family possesses. I only ask for three vouchers to ensure the survival of my young ones!”

As the Coalition Forces of the Great Powers closed in, the Xiang Family, being knights of Einheit, began to openly sell “indulgences”.

One voucher could save one life; possessing it meant that the foreign troops wouldn’t massacre you. But the price… one thousand silver per voucher.

Sir Xiang sipped his tea and indifferently said,

“Shopkeeper Zhang, these deeds are worthless once the city falls, what use are they to me? You show no sincerity; let us end this transaction!”

Shopkeeper Zhang, terrified, scuttled forward on his knees and clutched at Sir Xiang’s legs, crying out, “Name your price, and I shall meet it!”

This was an expression of agreement to any conditions, and Sir Xiang indifferently said:

“I hear your granddaughter is quite talented, proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and she has already mastered Organ Refining at the age of 15?”

Shopkeeper Zhang’s expression stiffened…

Sir Xiang continued, “Add your granddaughter to these deeds, and I’ll give you one voucher. If you agree, bring her over; otherwise, let’s drop the matter.”

With that, he nonchalantly waved his hand. Shopkeeper Zhang’s face turned blank, and he stumbled away in a daze.

After the man left, Xiang Cheng said to his father, “Your terms are too harsh; the customer might give up on the transaction.”

Sir Xiang smiled and replied, “He’ll come back. Remember, Cheng, profit is easiest to extract from the desperate.”

Xiang Cheng nodded, seemingly enlightened, then his expression hardened, “Father, could you help me take revenge? That Lu Yao and Li Pei have humiliated me time and again, and I can’t swallow this disgrace!”

Sir Xiang shook his head at these words, “I would like to help you, but we are not in a position to do so.”

Xiang Cheng was astonished, “Aren’t they just the Xia Family and Izumo? Would they dare to make you stand down?”

Sir Xiang reminded him, “You shouldn’t underestimate them. The Xia Family has always had the backing of the Joyful Sect and Yuan Kaisheng; after Yuan Kaisheng entered the Jin Gold Body Realm, the Xia Family’s influence skyrocketed; as for Izumo, their Emperor, both a Golden Body and Divine Manifestation, is not to be trifled with, having single-handedly elevated Izumo to the ranks of the Great Powers; this time, though, they will have to step back, for someone else has truly set their sights on Lu Yao.”

Xiang Cheng was somewhat surprised—this Lu Yao was really stirring up trouble, who else had he offended now?

Sir Xiang Cheng took out a pipe; Innate True Qi surged out from his fingertips and instantly ignited the tobacco.

“Among the four Golden Body Level powerhouses who are sieging the Imperial City this time, one of them is from the Menes Federation—Ms. Mary Johnson.

She is a Duke-level Originalist Faction vampire who enjoys keeping human little girls as pets. She had previously sent one to the Shun Dynasty to procure blood food, but it turned out to be killed by Lu Yao. It is said that this was the lady’s favorite pet, and she will certainly take Lu Yao’s life.”

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Xiang Cheng felt somewhat disappointed, as no one dared to interfere with the revenge of a Duke.

However, on second thought, Lu Yao still had quite a few women. Especially that Li Pei, with her deadly hatred that’s unforgettable, it wouldn’t be too bad to vent on her!

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Meanwhile, inside the Prince Li Royal Mansion.

The Head Minister of Military Affairs, Prince Li—Li Ze, currently had a face that shifted indecisively, seeming very conflicted.

Kawashima Nami spoke leisurely by the side, “There’s a saying that a good bird chooses a tree to dwell in; the Prince should make early preparations. My Izumo is very sincere!”

After a long while, Li Ze’s expression firmed, and he said, “This Prince agrees!”

Kawashima Nami nodded with a smile.

To conquer a land, one must have enough patience; it takes the effort of several generations to achieve it.

Therefore, one must win over and recruit a portion of the Shun Dynasty’s upper echelons, to serve as future proxy rulers.

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At this moment, Lu Yao, having grown tired from absorbing, was taking a short rest and started reading “Essence of Dragon Subduing Palm,” given by Zuo Jicun.

This was not only the complete work but also included the annotations and insights of past practitioners, including Zuo Jicun—

[“Grasp its spirit, forget its form; the heavy sword has no edge, great cleverness appears clumsy”]

[“Sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle, sometimes devouring, sometimes spitting out; from the utmost hardness springs the utmost softness, lightness, and hardness follow the heart’s desire”]

[“The spirit is hard to train, the intention is hard to grasp! When spirit merges with Qi, there should be intention; having no technique in mind is better than having a technique”]

The annotations of a Great Grandmaster; it goes without saying how invaluable they must be.

With this secret manual, not only did he obtain a top-tier martial art, his cultivation before the Golden Body Realm was also free from doubts.

Zuo Jicun truly put in great effort!

After resting for a while, Lu Yao felt that he could continue and quickly resumed absorbing.

And just at this moment, the rumbling of cannon fire came through; the Aggression Allied Forces had arrived!

Lu Yao did not bother with it, closed his eyes to Focused Spirit, and continued absorbing! Three feet above his head, an egg-shaped ripple slowly emerged!

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It was early morning, and the faint sunlight shone on the ancient walls of the Imperial City, casting a mottled glow.

The soldiers guarding the city trembled slightly at the sight of the distant enemy; if it weren’t for the burly old man standing outside the city wall, they would have swarmed out long ago.

Under the public gaze, the world-famous Zuo Jicun, Zuo Gong, stood boldly hundreds of meters outside the Yongding Gate’s moat, like a host waiting for guests to arrive.

In the distance, a cloud cluster, like a massive canopy, drifted over,

A Westerner in a high-collared trench coat stared at Zuo Gong with eyes as cold as solid ice. It was none other than Duke Einheit—Douglas Hague.

Following him was an old acquaintance, the Rakshasa Duke—Patkin, who had been scared off by Zuo Gong in the Western Frontier before.

The Rakshasa had the largest number of troops this time, totaling 150,000 men, and they were the most greedy!

The third in line was a little old man in feathered garments, squinting his eyes and holding a wild longsword that was taller than himself.

With such attire, one could tell at a glance that he was from Izumo—Fukushima Ansei.

The three of them were flanking Zuo Gong in a fan-shaped manner.

Further away, a blonde woman in an elegant black dress smiled under her umbrella.

She wore exquisite leather boots, black stockings on her legs, and had an iris flower hairpin on her head, exuding a dark and gorgeous style.

And this lady was from the Menes Federation—Ms. Mary Johnson.

The four Duke-level enemies had gathered!

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