Chapter 1093: The Yin Gui Sect’s Lair
“Slam!”
Upon receiving news from southern Central Plains and the Yangtze River region, yet another chair belonging to Meng Yun was shattered by her palm. Seeing the messengers below too afraid to breathe in her presence, Meng Yun realized her reaction had been excessive. Taking a deep breath, she dismissed them and turned sharply, her face pressed against the wall turning ashen before darkening completely, looking utterly grim.
In just one day, the situation in southern Central Plains and the Yangtze River region had worsened drastically. There were continuous attacks on her subordinates. Since receiving news yesterday, this was already countless more bad updates today! And the situation was worsening further, with messages coming in at an increasing frequency!
“Tap, tap…”
Footsteps sounded from behind.
Meng Yun took a deep breath and said without turning, “If it’s another attack, there’s no need to report. Immediately inform the Blood-Clothed Alliance Leader and have him come here. Tell him I need to discuss something with him.”
The newcomer hesitated, then a familiar voice came from the hall, “I’m already aware of the situation. Our Blood Alliance isn’t in much better shape than your First-Class Hall.”
Hearing this, Meng Yun turned abruptly. It was Blood-Clothed. He also looked grave as he headed straight to his usual seat.
“We have to admit we made another mistake. Happy was too ruthless in his tactics!”
“I don’t know which idiot suggested yesterday that Happy lacks the experience and ability to manage a gang, and proposed using financial gains to split the Splendid Rivers and Mountains faction and smear Happy’s reputation… Now look! He dumped 50 billion on us at once. In just one day, tens of thousands of my First-Class Hall members were killed—not by the Splendid Rivers and Mountains faction, but by those rogue individuals who don’t even belong to any gang!” The more he spoke, the more agitated Meng Yun became, her fingers clenched as if wanting to grab something to vent her anger.
“So many losses?”
Blood-Clothed was shocked by Meng Yun’s figures and couldn’t help but gasp. “I thought losing three or four thousand in our Blood Alliance was already enough, which is why I came to see how things were on your end… I didn’t expect… It seems the situation for the twelve city gangs is even worse than ours.”
Meng Yun nodded slowly.
Compared to the twelve city gangs, both the First-Class Hall and the Blood Alliance were far superior in strength and deterrence.
Now that even giants like the First-Class Hall and the Blood Alliance were being attacked, it was even more so for the twelve major city gangs, which were only slightly better than ordinary large gangs.
As expected!
Just as the two had spoken to this point, several gang leaders arrived in a hurry, together!
“Headmaster! Is the Blood-Clothed Alliance leader here too?”
“Great! It’s good that you’re all here. Something serious has happened!!” As soon as two of them stepped into the hall, they couldn’t help but shout:
“In just one day, you have no idea how many of our men we’ve lost… When the subordinates gave me the tally, I thought it was the list of casualties from the battle in the capital this time…”
“Thirteen thousand!”
“Damn!”
“They’ve turned against us all!!”
“I’ve lost twelve thousand of my men here, plus one of our branch temples…” Yuan Tianxiong stood in the hall, fists on his hips, still seething with anger.
“Gang leader Yuan, sit down and talk calmly,” said Blood-Clothed, glancing at Yuan Tianxiong and suppressing his disdain. “Not only you, but our Blood Alliance and the First-Class Hall have also suffered heavy losses.”
“Huh?”
Yuan Tianxiong and the other gang leaders looked shocked. “Where? Let’s gather together and send troops to wipe out these bastards!!”
“How do we do that?”
Blood-Clothed rolled his eyes in exasperation:
“These lone wolves have planned everything carefully. They deliberately choose places suitable for attacks—either on the outskirts of the Xifeng Tower’s territory in the south or on the edges of the Jinxiu River Region to the north. After a successful raid, they immediately hide or take refuge under the protection of the Jinxiu River Region or Xifeng Tower! Unless we confront them head-on.”
Hearing this, the gang leaders calmed down immediately.
They knew very well that the First-Class Hall wasn’t in a position to fight head-on at the moment, nor did they have the means to do so…
But they still felt extremely resentful!
“But if we do nothing, won’t that only embolden the Jinxiu River Region and Xifeng Tower, weakening our own prestige? More people will follow their lead then.”
“Then restrain your people and keep them vigilant during this time. Don’t go alone. Once the Evil Emperor appears, we will avenge this!” Meng Yun, who was sitting at the head, spoke sternly and concisely after listening to their complaints.
Only then did Yuan Tianxiong and the others realize Meng Yun’s expression was grim. They exchanged glances.
“Alright.”
“Anyway, there are still two days left. We can hide for at most those last two days.”
As they spoke, Yuan Tianxiong noticed Meng Yun’s face suddenly darken as if covered in clouds. He was shocked. “Uh… let’s go.” Realizing he had said the wrong thing, he quickly pulled the other gang leaders away.
Staring at the door through which Yuan Tianxiong and the others had disappeared, Meng Yun took some time to recover.
“At least now we know that there’s at least one person in Jinxiu Heshan who knows how to manage gangs and does so quite well, even surpassing Ji Feng in strength. From now on, we can no longer underestimate Jinxiu Heshan… Once the Evil Emperor appears, we must eliminate it quickly to prevent Happy from establishing another Xifeng Tower!”
“…”
Xueyi nodded silently.
After a while, as if struck by an idea, Xueyi raised his head and said, “By the way, Happy hasn’t led any raids personally since yesterday. Instead, it’s the One Emperor who’s appeared more frequently. I think we should be cautious—he might be planning something again.”
“The Evil Emperor will appear in two days… Happy surely knows the current situation and biggest weaknesses of Jinxiu Heshan and won’t stay idle. It’s possible he’ll launch a desperate attack on the capital before the Evil Emperor arrives. This is very likely to happen.” Mengyun nodded gravely, his tone turning serious. “Let everyone closely monitor players entering and leaving the capital. Nothing can go wrong before the Evil Emperor appears.”
While Mengyun and Xueyi were urgently discussing ways to strengthen the capital’s defenses and surveillance, the Evil Emperor in the Ministry of Punishments’ prison also received news from within the Wild Wolf Organization.
Within a single day!
Forty-eight top experts from the Wild Wolf Organization were killed in raids by mysterious forces from various regions of the Central Plains and lone experts. Although this wasn’t a devastating blow to the organization, the experts brought in from other countries suffered heavy casualties, with many dying from blunt force attacks.
Combined with recent changes in the Central Plains’ situation and Happy’s growing Jinxiu Heshan, the Evil Emperor felt an unprecedented sense of urgency and anxiety, desperate to leave this dark, hellish place…
“Tell everyone to be vigilant and ensure no one is left behind! Wait for me to emerge!”
The Evil Emperor sent a message to Kaisen via carrier pigeon:
“What’s Happy doing now?”
“I’m not sure. That guy is very cunning. He always uses masks to avoid my tracking. Unless he shows himself voluntarily, it’s almost impossible to determine his location.”
“That guy…” The Evil Emperor’s expression darkened. “Although I can leave here in just over a day, for some reason, Happy has disappeared for over a day without showing up. I have a bad feeling about this.”
“I think he must be secretly preparing something to deal with us,” Kaisen replied.
The Evil Emperor didn’t reply further but murmured to himself:
“If it’s aimed at me, I’m not afraid. In fact, I’m quite looking forward to it. After all, this death has brought me significant opportunities and improved my strength—defeating him shouldn’t be a problem… But this guy has never been the type to sit back and wait for death…”
He always felt that Happy’s sudden disappearance from people’s sight this time couldn’t be that simple.
…
The Evil Emperor’s guess was correct.
After returning from the world three years ago, Happy not only brought Xu Xin’s advice but also a lot of information. After establishing the Revenge Fund, he entrusted its management to people like the Lonely Three Wolves, Yu Chazhe, and Feng Wu Caiyi, then effortlessly took on the role of a hands-off boss before disappearing from sight once again.
But this time, Happy’s departure led him to the Evil King’s hiding place—the lair of the Yin Gui Sect, located deep within a natural mountain not far from the capital!
This information actually came from Bai Xiaosheng in another world…
Severely injured, the Evil King left with the stone tablet and headed straight to the Yin Gui Sect’s lair, where he used the power of the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan to recuperate and decipher the secrets on the tablet.
It had been less than half a month since Shi Zhi Xuan obtained the tablet. Happy wasn’t sure if the Evil King had figured out its secrets, but since it wasn’t far, he had no problem making the trip.
Whoosh!
As soon as he entered the natural mountain where the Yin Gui Sect’s lair was located, a bright sword light shot out from the dim interior, aiming straight at Happy’s throat on the narrow path—delivered with ruthless precision.
“True to the style of the Demon Sect.”
Unperturbed, Happy waved his hand, and the weapon in the other man’s hand changed hands instantly.
“Who are you?”
The Demon Sect disciple was shocked.
He naturally didn’t know that Happy had already detected this sentinel hidden in the rock crevice long before he attacked. It was just an insignificant Demon Sect disciple—against Happy, who was no less powerful than the Evil King, it was easy to subdue him.
“You’ve messed with the wrong person.” In response to the disciple’s question, Happy calmly took the sword, twisted it, and with a snap, broke the disciple’s neck. The corpse collapsed back into the rock crevice beside him.
After dealing with the sentinel, Happy didn’t move forward. Instead, he stopped and looked up at a cluster of dark rocks not far to the left. “Miss Wanwan has followed me this far yet still refuses to show herself. Could it be she’s waiting for your master, the Yin Queen?”
Happy’s voice echoed rapidly through the vast mountain cavity, sounding very hollow.
When the third echo sounded, a plaintive voice finally came from the shadows: “Master said that at the Great Buddha Temple you almost died at her sword’s hand. Do you know how much it hurt me at that time…”