From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

Chapter 108, A Great Harvest

Chapter 109, A Great Harvest

When Ren Qingshan rushed back to the scene, the battle was at its most intense.

The three bandit leaders stood back to back, facing attacks from all directions, their battle appearing somewhat heroic.

The swords they wielded were all precious blades, of superior quality to their own, capable of cutting through iron like mud, gleaming blue in the moonlight, and coated with a strange poison. They were also highly skilled in a combined attack technique.

Most of their men had already been slaughtered, and the three of them were barely holding on, relying on their precious swords and combined attack techniques.

The constable surnamed Liang was slashed, his chest swollen high and bleeding black blood. He withdrew from the battle and used his internal energy to expel the poison.

Compared to the other constables, he was probably the most hated by the three of them, and he was just targeted by them.

People with red ropes tied around their arms were already running towards the mountain village, and Ren Qingshan immediately followed.

Fighting isn't the goal; getting rich is the true objective!

In the mountain village.

The bandits who remained were slaughtered like melons and vegetables, while the crowd raged like a flood, scattering and looting in all directions.

They collected a lot of scattered gold and silver, as well as many pills. Silver Blood Pills, which cost eighty taels each, were everywhere, and Jade Marrow Pills, which cost one thousand taels each, were also plentiful—all of which excited them greatly.

Ren Qingshan immediately understood where the bandits had spent their money.

—Buy medicine!

Buying houses and land is not something bandits can do, but elixirs are hard currency. They are lightweight and easy to carry, much easier to transport than silver gourds.

It is still anonymous and unclaimed.

A significant amount of silver stored in the mountain stronghold must have been transported out in the past few days. The batch I intercepted was probably not the first batch, given the extensive network of mountain roads.

Big Head might not be in the mountain stronghold; only the bandit leader knows where he is hiding!

With these thoughts in mind, Ren Qingshan immediately turned around to save the person!

at this time.

Hu Shankui and his two companions were still locked in fierce combat, bearing several more wounds, yet they still boldly interrupted, "Gentlemen, be careful not to kill your grandfather. If your grandfather dies, no one will ever know where the treasure is hidden!"

Hu Shanlang and Hu Shanbao, standing nearby, laughed and shouted, "My elder brother has already given away all the silver! Why would he wait for you to search us?"

"You bastards, grab it! A Rejuvenation Pill worth eight thousand taels each!"

A porcelain bottle was thrown out as a hidden weapon.

One of the four Jade Marrow Warriors set aside to collect the remaining energy, while the other three continued their fierce attack with perfect teamwork. However, they did not go all out, intending to exhaust the three warriors and capture them alive.

Ren Qingshan's eyes held a subtle expression.

My guess was correct.

The Visceral Rejuvenation Pill was the one Fang Yanping bought for Pang Ziqian after he was injured. It was extremely effective, and he has now recovered most of his health.

This band of bandits is a real fat sheep; they threw out 40,000 taels of silver in one go!

It hurts so much!

Suddenly, firecrackers went off in unison in the mountain stronghold. Ren Qingshan turned his head and saw thick smoke and raging flames rising up.

They also hoarded a large number of firecrackers!

Firecrackers were very popular during the Great Zhou Dynasty. Qingshan Rice Shop even set them off when it opened, but due to limitations in purity and craftsmanship, they did not use gunpowder or firearms.

"In my treasure vault, there are account books of the silver given to the various officials in the prefectural city over the years, as well as many martial arts manuals, and even a peerless scripture, the 'Tai Xuan Secret Scripture.' If you arrive too late, it will all be burned! Hahaha!"

Amidst the commotion, Hu Shankui laughed loudly, revealing a touch of ruthless cunning in this life-or-death moment.

The other two acted immediately.

Hu Shanlang threw out another pair of porcelain bottles.

Taking advantage of the situation, Hu Shanbao unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons!

Seizing this only opportunity, the three maintained their three-man formation, fighting and retreating simultaneously.

collapse!

At this time.

An arrow suddenly shot towards us from afar!

Like a shooting star falling from the moon, an arrow pierced Hu Shanbao's forehead, killing him instantly.

A martial artist who was originally a lowly soldier revealed his full cultivation level at this moment, launched a sneak attack, and immediately made a contribution.

Ren Qingshan was about to move when he saw the arrow and stopped abruptly.

So sinister!

There are even experts here!

The masked "soldier" fired an arrow, then fired one after another, the arrows flying like meteors, forcing Hu Shankui and Hu Shanlang back.

He didn't want to kill anyone, he just wanted to capture prisoners.

Ren Qingshan was a little angry.

This man had a sword at his waist and a bow in his hand, and his fighting style was familiar—what kind of trash is he, copying me!

Those bandits who were beheaded at the iron chain bridge were probably also his doing.

"Take them alive!"

The masked soldier spoke in a cold voice, revealing the authority of someone who had long held a high position.

Is he an official?

Ren Qingshan suppressed his agitation, quickly analyzed the situation, made up his mind, and immediately leaped into the air, his voice transforming into that of an old man: "You corrupt official, prepare to die!"

He suddenly unleashed his Dragon Subduing True Qi, using only 30% of his power, to test Ren Qingshan's skill.

The masked soldier's eyes flickered slightly. He hadn't expected there to be a hidden expert lurking in the shadows. He retreated hastily, unleashing several palm strikes before barely managing to withstand the attack. He recognized the technique and exclaimed in surprise, "Traitors from the Dragon Subduing Sect!"

Both of them were masked, so they could not see each other's faces.

under the moonlight.

Their eyes gleamed with a cold light.

"You corrupt official! State your name!"

Ren Qingshan, having just struck him, realized that his martial arts cultivation was not at the innate level and continued to press him for answers.

He snorted coldly but did not respond. With a swift and powerful sword technique, his blade aura was chilling. Relying on the advantage of his weapon, he forcefully withstood the Dragon Subduing Palm.

Ren Qingshan fought with ease, exchanging over a dozen blows and forcing him back nearly ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). He then swiftly turned and charged towards Hu Shankui's group, unleashing a flying strike that forced back four more men. He shouted to Hu Shankui, "Hu Shankui, the master has ordered us to break through with me!"

Wearing the wrong vest!

The more chaotic, the better!

Who cares whose it is!

Hu Shankui and his companion were overjoyed and immediately followed. Words can deceive, but actions cannot.

Our savior has arrived!

collapse!

The masked soldier caught up and fired another arrow!

Ren Qingshan casually flicked the arrows away, grabbed two people with each hand, and moved like a ghost. With a light touch of his toes, he leaped more than ten feet away, as light as a swallow, and ran down the mountain.

With the Overlord Body, even if they launch a sneak attack, they won't be able to hurt him.

Arrows whistled behind him, but Ren Qingshan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, nimbly dodging them all.

Hu Shankui's doubts vanished, and he and his brother exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of relief and joy at having survived a disaster.

"innate!"

"He's a master of innate strength!"

The masked soldier exclaimed in surprise, realizing that this person's strength was far beyond his ability to defeat. He watched the departing figure disappear from sight, neither chasing nor being able to chase.

The four jade cartilage experts who arrived at the scene stopped in their tracks upon hearing this and cautiously asked, "Lord Li, what should we do?"

With the strength of a master of innate martial arts, they were no match for each other and couldn't even last a single round.

Li Mubai's eyes were serious, and his brows were furrowed.

The rebels of the Dragon Subduing Holy Sect.

A martial artist with innate talent.

He just shouted something like, "Has the master given an order?"

Liu Fangyuan?

Liu Fangyuan probably doesn't have that kind of power. If he were to use his position as a prefect to ask a Xiantian expert to suppress the bandits, that might be feasible, but asking a Xiantian expert to save the bandits—which Xiantian expert would do such a dirty thing for him?

Behind Liu Fangyuan is Dou Xiaoming, the former prefect who has now been transferred to Qincheng Prefecture.

Could it be that someone surnamed Dou sent them?

After all, this gang of bandits had been paying tribute to many officials in the prefectural city over the years, and there were bound to be some more clandestine dealings involved.

Moreover, Dou Xiaoming was once the Sixth Prince's chief bodyguard, so he can't possibly be related to the Sixth Prince, right?

"He was just testing me, not killing me. He must be a member of the legitimate community, or even a colleague."

"The capture of the bandit leader may have been ordered by Liu Fangyuan, or it may have been sent by Dou Xiaoming."

"It seems this matter can only end here."

Li Mubai spoke expressionlessly, his heart bleeding with anger, yet he remained cautious.

This was supposed to be a chance for him to make a contribution. He had confidently vowed to Magistrate Chu that he would completely subdue the bandits and win the position of Prefect. However, things had gone wrong, and the bandit leader had escaped.

but.

If this innate expert is truly Dou Xiaoming's man, then this is a struggle I cannot get involved in, and it must end here.

The four jadeite constables, upon hearing this, naturally understood the gravity of the situation. Though indignant, they were helpless.

Li Mubai ordered the battlefield to be looted, and the group immediately got to work.

Carrying the bodies of the two bandit leaders, Ren Qingshan ran swiftly into the dense forest.

With a hint of testing in his heart, Ren Qingshan walked and cursed, his voice still hoarse: "Fool, why didn't you run away beforehand!"

A tone of disappointment and frustration.

Hu Shankui retorted, "Of course I will live and die with you, sir. Rest assured, sir, all the valuables of the stronghold have been transported out in batches. There are twelve batches in total, each worth about 100,000 taels. Once we've weathered this storm, we can make a comeback at any time."

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He worked desperately to prove his worth.

Without the support of officials behind them, what kind of bandits are they?

They simply cannot survive.

"A comeback is out of the question for years. The situation is extremely tense right now. You'd better hide in jail, in the Qin City government's prison—"

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The offer of 1.2 million taels of silver greatly tempted Ren Qingshan. He knew that Liu Fangyuan was Dou Xiaoming's man and that Dou Xiaoming was now the prefect of Qincheng. So he decided to test them again.

Hearing this, Hu Shankui's face showed bitterness.

He certainly didn't trust the officials, but right now, facing a master of innate strength, what room was there for resistance?

"What is your honorable surname, sir?"

He glanced at his younger brother, his mind racing, and asked with a flattering smile.

"I'm a fucking monk, and I have a damn surname!"

Ren Qingshan cursed, thus confirming his identity.

Hu Shankui chuckled, then remembered the palm technique: "Sir, could we not go to the prison? My brother and I will hide our identities and will never be exposed."

"Where can you hide?"

"How about the Lan family? Lan Duheng, the youngest son of the Lan family, is my sworn brother, we've been through thick and thin together, we've killed people together, and we often drink and chase women together. I've always returned the money to his Lan family's caravans in full every month."

Hu Shankui said with a smile.

Ren Qingshan felt a tremor in his heart, and suddenly thought of the murderer who had directly killed Xiao Wu. However, he did not ask, and holding the two men's hands, he remained as steady as Mount Tai. He only said, "The Canglan family is not out of the question. However, tell me where the silver is hidden. The master needs to smooth things over and is short of money right now. You can keep the other half for yourselves."

Hu Shankui glanced at his younger brother.

Hu Shanlang sighed inwardly, but had no choice but to accept the allocation plan.

At least there are still 600,000 taels left.

"I buried 600,000 taels of silver on the mountain, all in the miasma forest."

Ren Qingshan led the two of them, and they gave him directions. He then took some medicine to suppress the miasma and entered the dense forest.

Dig it open.

Sure enough, I saw the silver.

Cover it again.

"Does anyone else know about this? Don't try to bring it up, I'll hold you all accountable."

Ren Qingshan seemed to be in a great mood, laughing as he scolded.

The two men repeatedly assured him that it would never happen, and then took him to see the burial site, where the men who carried the bodies had all died, not far away.

Having gone through this incident, the two no longer doubted Ren Qingshan's identity and felt relieved.

Paying money to buy peace of mind.

Alive!

There are still 600,000 taels left!

After disappearing for several years, he's back as a hero!

"There's one more thing. Do you two know about that illegitimate daughter of the Lan family? Who did it? This girl has some secrets."

Ren Qingshan then asked.

Curious, Hu Shanlang mustered his courage and asked, "What secret?"

But then he saw Ren Qingshan's eyes turn cold.

He scratched his head and chuckled, unsuspecting: "It was my third brother who did this. He said he'd been chasing after her for a long time. The head of the Lan family didn't say anything, but Lan Duheng didn't want his sister to live, lest he be laughed at. Meanwhile, Lord Liu and Lord Qian wanted that kid from the Ren family dead. And coincidentally, my third brother had the time—"

He was speaking—

Suddenly, he felt his internal energy being sealed, his joints being dislocated, and a wad of cloth being stuffed into his mouth.

Just as Hu Shankui came to his senses, Ren Qingshan also used the Meridian-Severing Technique to seal his true energy, dislocate his joints, and stuff cloth into his mouth.

"I want the remaining 600,000 taels too."

"It's not dawn yet, no rush, I'll ask slowly."

"Let's see who's more sensible."

Ren Qingshan never expected such an unexpected gain. With the grievances settled and the debts repaid, he tied the two of them to two different places, creating a classic prisoner's dilemma.

Whether they speak or not, they are both going to die.

If the bones are soft, perhaps one can get a quick death.