The night was as quiet as water.
However, no one knew what kind of killing intent was hidden under this incomparably quiet night.
"Who are you?"
"The Six Fan School under the Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty!”
"Six Fan School? What are you doing?"
"Will your Jindao Sect submit or perish? Choose for yourself!"
"What an arrogant tone. The Imperial Court can be so overbearing…"
"Kill them!"
Ah--
……
Clang!
In the courtyard, Zhu Hao was still playing the zither.
In the past, he never knew how to pass the time when he had nothing to do.
With the System in his hands, he was too lazy to sit cross-legged and cultivate. He was still much faster than the rest of the world.
The trivial matters in Six Fan School were also handled by his subordinates.
That was why he used to drink tea in the past, but drinking too much was boring.
But now, he realized that he was very interested in playing the piano.
Miaomiao's zither music could bring him into an ethereal state of mind.
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
Ding! [Congratulations on subduing Lianyun Stronghold (Low-level). Reward: 15000 Achievement Points!]
Ding! Congratulations…
The system notifications in his ears had not stopped since night fell.
The people in Ming Dynasty worshipped martial arts. Even the children of ordinary families had practiced some fist and neixi since they were young.
This also led to the current prosperity of the Great Ming Jianghu. It could be said that wildflowers were blooming everywhere.
Fuzhou City was also very prosperous, so it naturally attracted a large number of gangs of all sizes to rely on the vicinity.
After a rough calculation, the number of sects that had submitted to him tonight was no less than twenty.
Of course, under such density, it was naturally difficult to guarantee the quality.
This was especially true for some of the so-called gangs. They had only recruited a group of martial artists in Fuzhou. They did not even have a Rank One expert. They were not even ranked.
However, no matter how small a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat. Sooner or later, these Jianghu forces had to be eliminated. It was also a good thing to be able to obtain some Achievement Points.
Zhu Hao played the zither for the entire night. When the sun was about to rise, Lin Yuantu, who was travel-worn, walked in.
There were some blood stains on his robe. It was obvious that he had returned in a hurry and had not had time to change.
He walked over and bowed, handing over a register that was still wet. He smiled and said,"Ninth Prince, I didn't fail you!”
Zhu Hao turned around and looked at him, indicating for him to stand up.
"How's the harvest?"
"Tonight, we've subdued a total of twenty-six forces, big and small. Among them, there are six experts of First Stage and above, and fifteen experts of Second Stage and above!”
"We seized a total of 100,000 taels of gold, and the rest of the jewelry, calligraphy, and paintings are worth about 150,000 taels of gold.”
" There are also weapons like swords and sabers…"
Zhu Hao lightly smiled when he heard this.
These martial arts sects were different from those large sects with long histories.
He did not engage in production or business.
Where did he get so much money?
The origin of these treasures was self-evident.
Then he said lightly,"You did well in this matter. Go and get a hundred taels of gold!"”
"In addition, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion who performed well tonight will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver and a jar of fine wine!”
Hearing that, Lin Yuantu's lips curled up and he said,""This subordinate thanks the Ninth Prince on their behalf!”
A hundred taels of gold was equivalent to his salary in Yanjing for many years.
Zhu Hao did not comment on this and said,""You've been busy all night. Go back and have a good rest!”
"This is only the beginning. There are still many more things like this…"
"Those new recruits, hurry up and train!”
"This king hopes to see them have enough combat strength as soon as possible!”
" Yes," Lin Yuantu said with a serious expression." I'll do my best."”
"Go!"
Zhu Hao waved his hand, and Lin Yuantu turned around and left after bowing.
Whoosh!
Zhu Hao let out a long breath and slowly turned around with his hands behind his back.
On the horizon, the sun had just revealed a few wisps of warm red light, making this cold world seem a little warmer.
The street outside the courtyard wall was filled with peddlers who had woken up early.
The entire city of Fuzhou woke up from the night.
However, it was destined that many people would never be able to open their eyes again.
He had not ordered the attack on the surrounding Jianghu forces on the spur of the moment.
He just felt that since part of his strength had already been revealed to the world, it was time to put his attitude on the surface.
His goal was to suppress the entire martial world.
However, in the martial world, there were not many people who were on the level of his "opponent".
Those fence-sitters who were watching from the side.
Zhu Hao was not in the mood to play with them.
If they were obedient, they would live. If they were disobedient, they would be destroyed…If these people died, the rest would be more obedient.
The pugilistic world was like a small quagmire, with turbid water a few feet above the surface.
You might think that the water was dirty, but in fact, it was the mud underneath that was dirty.
If he wanted to clean up the mud, he had to drain the water first.
Now, Zhu Hao was doing this step. Pulling out those nails floating on the surface one by one, those people hiding in the deepest parts naturally could not hide anymore!
……
In a certain tavern, a group of martial artists were whispering among themselves.?
"Hey, did you guys hear? Last night, the Jindao Sect outside Fuzhou City was wiped out!”
"Your news is outdated…Not only Jindao Sect, but all the sects within a hundred miles of Fuzhou City have been emptied overnight!”
"Tsk tsk, I wonder who did this. What a big deal!”
"Who else could it be? Six Fan School!"
"Hiss, you mean the Six Fan School that was ordered by Emperor Ming to suppress Jianghu?”
"That's right. The one guarding the Six Fan School is the Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty, who is known as the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal. Wouldn't he be able to sweep through some unranked sects in the martial world?”
"The imperial court is different now. In the past, they wouldn't dare to be so arrogant towards the martial world! However, ever since the Ninth Prince came out, he had been extremely domineering. If he didn't obey, he would directly exterminate the entire family without any room for discussion!”
"Isn't that so…It's not easy to survive in this world. It seems like it won't be easy to survive!”
"This Ninth Prince is acting so recklessly. As the most powerful sect in the martial arts world, why didn't Wudang and Shaolin intervene?”
"Do you think they are stupid? A martial arts sect was a martial arts sect after all. It could not be compared to the power of a country!”
"Although there are many experts in the martial arts world, there are even more people with average strength.”
" Even in a big sect like Wudang, not everyone is Perfected Zhang. Even if he is fearless against the iron hooves of the Ming Dynasty's army, he has to consider the lives of his disciples and grand-disciples..."
"Hey, speaking of this, have you heard about what happened in Shaolin Temple some time ago?”
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know what method the Ninth Prince used. He was clearly in Fuzhou City, but he was able to send a monstrous sword intent directly into Shaolin Temple.”
"Shaolin Temple suffered heavy losses. Even the abbot was severely injured!”
"Moreover, the Ninth Prince also left a message saying that he wants the Shaolin Temple disciples to voluntarily withdraw from Shaolin Temple within a month. If not, he will be prepared to die together with Shaolin Temple!”
As soon as he said that, the entire hall fell silent!
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