Yinshan Record

Chapter 833 The Bloodshed of an Old Friend Was Premeditated

Chapter 833 The Bloodshed of an Old Friend Was Premeditated (Part 1)

"Shouldn't I have come?"

Lu Zheng looked at his father's former strategist and advisor, though the brilliance on his face had faded.

Although Bai Shijian, who was once dashing and charismatic, has become a hunched old man, the spirit in his eyes has not changed in the slightest.

"The Changsheng Sect is in great turmoil, and the old structure has disappeared. No matter which side wins, in the end, there will be a need for reform and change. The influence of many aristocratic families in Guzhu has greatly diminished within the Changsheng Sect. If the eldest son is determined to make progress, staying within the Changsheng Sect will be much more meaningful than returning."

Although he was unaware of the inner workings of the Longevity Cult, Bai Shijian grasped the core of the problem simply by analyzing the overall situation on the surface.

"Does Third Uncle know what happened at the Longevity Sect?"

"We can guess roughly what's going on. The Blood River hangs upside down in the sky, and evil spirits and demons emerge one after another. It can't be just something the sect members are having fun with."

Bai Shijian recalled the grand spectacle when the Black Blood Demon attacked, and the immense power displayed by the Immortal of Longevity when he stormed the mountain. This power could be seen even in the city of Guzhu Kingdom.

"Moreover, it's nothing new that the leaders of the Eternal Life Sect suffered a crushing defeat in Guzhu Kingdom. It's a fact that everyone in the city knows. It's laughable that the king forbids anyone from discussing it in the streets and alleys. It's truly self-deception. However, considering that this king no longer wants to follow the Eternal Life Sect, perhaps there are other motives behind it."

He spoke eloquently about the situation in the city, and almost all the brilliance he had lost returned.

The past is like a shadow; no one can escape it.

"Old Wu is already waiting for you inside."

Bai Shijian glanced at Su Che beside him.

"Your Excellency is Bai Choufei?"

Su Che nodded.

Bai Shijian frowned as he looked at Su Che's face and gestured for him to enter.

"Come this way."

In the main hall of the City God Temple, a ferocious statue sat back in a grand chair, his right leg stretched out on his left, his neck outstretched, his mouth full of fangs, and his scarlet tongue covered in dust protruding into the air.

The City God is almost a demon, which is a unique feature of the Southern Wilderness.

A few pieces of cake and dried-out fruit were scattered on the offering table.

Wu Duan stood beneath the City God statue with eight men dressed in black. He held a silver spear in his hand, while the other eight men each carried weapons.

"Little Lord!"

"As expected of the young master!"

"General Wu was right to tell us."

As soon as Lü Zheng appeared, he drew gasps of surprise from the men in black.

The men in black were filled with excitement. Lu Zheng looked at their faces one by one and realized that they were all his former subordinates who had followed his father in battle.

"Uncles."

Lu Zheng's voice trembled slightly: "Seeing that everyone is safe and sound, I am truly... truly overjoyed..."

"Don't worry, young master. The king isn't stupid. He doesn't want the Dugu family to become too powerful, so he spared the lives of these brothers, though they're not doing as well as before."

Wu Duan, much like a general in an army camp selecting his subordinates and assigning tasks, revealed the identities of the men in black.

"Guo Chong was originally the commander of the general's personal guards, and now he is in charge of the hay warehouse, making him the hay steward."

Upon hearing this, a short man grinned and said, "This is a lucrative job; my donkeys will never lack fodder again."

"Ma Chengsi, the Left Commander of the Ma Army, is currently serving as a gatekeeper at the West Gate."

Another man in black said coldly, "Now that the young master has returned, my time as a gatekeeper is over."

The names of the eight men were counted; all of them had once been trusted and relied-upon members of the military.

"The biggest mistake these thieves made was sparing our lives."

Wu Duan stroked the silver spear in his hand.

"If we're going to do something, we might as well go all the way. There's no need to prepare anything. We'll storm the palace tonight, cut off the king's head, and then send a letter to the Longevity Sect to establish our status."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the remaining men.

What do you think?

The people around looked at each other, speechless.

Su Che, however, found it interesting.

High-level political and business battles are usually quite simple and unpretentious.

In his previous life, when he killed Dong Zhuo at the end of the Han Dynasty, it was Li Su who took action, followed by Lü Bu, and they quickly beheaded Dong Zhuo.

Back then, Yuwen Hu had deposed and killed three emperors in Northern Zhou, including one emperor of Western Wei and two emperors of Northern Zhou, killing with great ease. In the end, Yuwen Yong, accompanied by his younger brother, used one of them to knock him on the head from behind and the other to draw his sword, and they easily subdued this powerful minister.

The saying goes, "A scholar's rebellion will never succeed, even after ten years." The more complex the plan, the less likely it is to succeed.

Wu Duan's plan may seem unfeasible, but in reality, it has a very high chance of success.

There is no other reason.

Because I, the Third Young Master Su, have arrived. "No."

Bai Shijian came back from outside carrying an oil lamp.

"Too reckless. The Longevity Sect has just suffered an incident, and the Emperor must be on high alert. To cause trouble at this time is tantamount to walking into a trap. Even if you succeed by chance, the Longevity Sect will only think that we are challenging their dignity. If we back down, it will cause even greater turmoil, and they will crush us as easily as crushing an ant."

Bai Shijian's words make sense.

He looked at Lü Zheng beside him and said.

"Before your father went to prison, I told him that staying in the city would lead to nothing, and only by leading everyone into the mountains would there be a chance. Unfortunately, your father didn't listen to me. Now I'll give you a piece of advice: the key to everything now lies with the Eternal Life Sect."

“If you really want revenge, and want to see your mother and your sister, you have to go back to the Longevity Sect.”

"My mother... Uncle Bai, do you know where my mother is?"

Lü Zheng looked at Bai Shijian.

"I do not know."

Bai Shijian shook his head firmly.

"According to custom, the female relatives of disgraced officials are sent to serve as government prostitutes. I checked the list, and your mother's and your sister's names are not there."

A bitter look flashed across Bai Shijian's face.

"You mean my mother..."

"Old Bai, have you become a traitor? How much did the Dugu family give you?"

Wu Duan's voice drifted over coldly.

The oil lamps on the offering table in the City God Temple crackled, and the grotesque face of the statue stretched longer and longer in the shadows.

A chill is spreading.

"Wu Duan, what do you mean by that?"

Bai Shijian looked at his old friend on the other side, his eyes already bloodshot.

"What do you mean? I'd like to ask you this: you and I are both wanted criminals by the Emperor, so how come you're comfortably working as temple keeper in the City God Temple? Have you already sold us for a good price?"

"I'll sell myself for a good price? My wives, concubines, and daughters are all in the brothel. Who would I sell?"

"You're willing, you living turtle."

"Martial Forging!"

Bai Shijian looked at his former friend and stepped forward to press him for an answer.

"You fucking look carefully, I'm Bai Shijian, look me in the eyes, I'm not..."

Before he could finish speaking, a silver spear pierced his chest.

Blood gushed out, and Bai Shijian stared blankly at the silver spear that had pierced his ribs. At that moment, the hand holding the spear was spinning it, and streams of dark lightning energy surged into it. His breath stopped.

it is finally over.

Bai Shijian suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Wu Duan coldly looked at his old friend of many years, and with a gentle release of his strength, he knocked the other's corpse off the spear shaft.

"Old Wu, what are you doing? Brother Bai San..."

A man dressed in black was clearly shocked as he looked at Bai Shijian's scattered corpse.

Wu Duan held nothing back. He raised his spear and thrust it forward. His silver spear contained hidden lightning energy and was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he took another life.

"Uncle Wu".

Lu Zheng cried out in surprise.

However, Wu Duan said coldly.

"If they are not of the same path, they are enemies."

"Old Wu, you've gone mad."

The men in black who arrived at the City God Temple were all terrified; they never imagined they would witness such a scene of fratricide tonight.

"Crazy? I've been crazy for a long time."

Wu Duan gently wiped the gun barrel, as if caressing a lover's skin.

Pop, pop, pop.

Several melodious and clear applause came from outside.

The crisp clanging of armor, the heavy thud of horses' hooves, and the chilling mockery.

"Be careful, don't let the thief get away."