Chapter 20: The Foolish Son of the Landlord’s Family Ambushes the Mountain Bandits

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[1:100, buying in bulk. However many you have, I want them all.]

The player forum was completely detonated by this post.

One to one hundred? Which family’s idiot son has escaped into the wild?

It’s just a Profound-grade martial art; it shouldn’t be worth a million.

It really shouldn't.

Although Profound-grade martial arts are currently relatively rare, this does not mean they are difficult to obtain.

There are many ways to acquire them.

Apprenticing under a master is the simplest path.

One only needs to join a top-tier sect to have a chance at encountering Profound-grade martial arts, or perhaps even higher Earth-grade ones.

As for Heaven-grade martial arts, that is highly unlikely.

Not to mention how rare such arts are, these NPCs treat players like thieves. Given their nature, they would never easily impart Heaven-grade techniques to players.

Profound-grade martial arts, even for ordinary players, can be obtained if one is willing to grind.

It is just a matter of how long it takes.

Spending a million to buy a single Profound-grade martial art is, to the vast majority of players, an idiotic move.

...

[A million? Whose idiot son got loose? Is a Profound-grade art really worth that?]

[I was wondering what kind of moron this was, turns out it’s Young Master Leng. That explains it. Young Master Leng is a famous idiot in our gaming circle; a million is just pocket money for him.]

[Young Master Leng? Is that the prodigal son who secretly sold off his family’s shares just to play XX Glory?]

[Yes, yes, that’s the one. He made his old man drop dead on the spot from anger.]

[Oh, so it’s him. Never mind then.]

...

In the real world, in the office of a certain real estate group, Young Master Leng—jokingly referred to by players as the number one idiot of the gaming circle—was calmly watching his screen.

Behind him, several secretaries sat at their computers, operating a swarm of alt accounts, incessantly spreading the word about his acquisition of points.

Looking at the content of the posts his secretaries were releasing, he was building momentum.

His goal was not yet clear.

But he did not look like the fool the players described; on the contrary, he looked quite shrewd.

"Third Young Master, a blogger posted a video calling you an idiot and making personal attacks against you."

"Should we have the legal department handle it?"

One secretary, having seen a video insulting their Third Young Master, felt quite annoyed.

How was their Third Young Master an idiot?

He gave them twenty-eight months of bonuses every year. Was that the act of an idiot? He was clearly their God of Wealth, their meal ticket. The slander from the outside world was nothing but jealousy of their boss.

"Insulting me? Who is it?"

Leng asked casually.

"Melancholy Hamster."

"Oh, that poor wretch. It’s fine, let him rant. It’s not like it’s the first time he’s insulted me."

Hearing that familiar name, Leng didn't take it to heart.

He was an old friend.

They had developed their grudge in a certain military-themed game.

As for what Leng had done...

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He didn't think he had done anything particularly outrageous.

He had simply blown up the alliance the other side belonged to, poached all their members, and incidentally seduced their goddess.

What a trivial matter.

Was it really worth whining about for several years?

This Hamster fellow was truly petty.

"Keep posting. Build up the momentum for me."

"When you finish work today, go to the finance department and collect a month’s salary as a bonus."

Leng waved his hand, gifting his secretaries another month’s salary.

"Thank you, Third Young Master."

"By the way, Third Young Master, the First Young Master is looking for you."

"Mm, put him through."

...

A hundred miles away from Wangyou County.

A group of mountain bandits was approaching on horseback.

With rolling dust and brandishing weapons, they looked fierce and menacing. Wherever they went, there was no peace for man or beast.

Many innocent people met a tragic end, slaughtered wantonly.

For this group of bandits, wiping out a village was the most normal thing in the world.

They didn't massacre the villages around their own stronghold because they needed to raid them regularly; slaughtering them would be like draining a pond to catch all the fish, which was detrimental to the stronghold's development.

But for villages outside their territory, there were no such concerns.

"Chief, we are still a hundred miles from Wangyou County."

"We should arrive by tomorrow."

"Let’s rest here. The brothers are tired. Let them eat and drink their fill, get some rest, and recover their strength so we can slaughter that pathetic county town tomorrow."

"We'll cut off the head of that dog official and the head constable, and use them as chamber pots," suggested the Second Chief.

The Great Chief looked at his men behind him and nodded.

"We’ll travel another fifty miles, then rest."

Having traveled for days on bumpy roads, even he, a Fifth-Rank martial artist, was exhausted.

It was rumored that the head constable of Wangyou County was very strong. Although he wasn't sure of the man's martial arts realm, for the sake of caution, he decided to rest well and slaughter the county tomorrow to avenge his Ninth Chief and uphold the reputation of the Black Mountain Stronghold.

Of course, this was not their true objective.

The Ninth Chief was already dead.

There was no need for them to travel thousands of miles to massacre a town and attract the wrath of the Imperial Court just for a dead man.

That would be unreasonable.

And not worth it.

Their true goal was actually Master Liu and the wealth of the Chen family in Wangyou County.

The fact that Master Liu could become the money bag for their Black Mountain Stronghold already demonstrated his ability to make money.

Moreover, when Master Liu had sought help from the Black Mountain Stronghold, he had provided some information about the Chen family in Wangyou County.

This Chen family was very wealthy.

Extremely, incredibly wealthy. According to Master Liu, their fortune was a hundred times that of the Liu family, if not more.

With just this, the many bandits of Black Mountain had no reason not to make a trip to Wangyou County.

As for the Chen family’s background, they didn't care.

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The heavens are high and the Emperor is far away; what does it matter if they are from the Beijing Chen family?

They were bandits, after all.

"Hahaha."

"There seems to be a village ahead."

"Brothers, let’s go have some fun."

"Hahahaha."

"Wait, there’s someone there."

The bandit who was laughing wildly suddenly sensed movement in the bushes.

Sure enough, just as he opened his mouth, an arrow shot out from the grass the next moment.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The surrounding grass seemed to come alive.

Arrows flew out incessantly.

Some bandits who were caught off guard were struck and fell from their horses.

A figure leaped from the grass, heading straight for the fallen bandit.

Finishing move.

"You’re courting death!"

The Second Chief, not far away, was enraged.

He drew his blade and slashed.

A brilliant white blade aura instantly cut the attacker in two.

"Ah..."

With a scream, the figure transformed into specks of light on the spot.

This eerie scene left the Second Chief stunned.

What was that?

Where was the corpse?

"It’s an 'Outsider'!"

"Second Chief, that person is an 'Outsider'!"

A bandit who had seen an Outsider before shouted suddenly.

Following that, players kept leaping out of the grass, charging toward the bandits.

"Brothers, kill!"

"Finish them off! Finish them off!"

"You only get points if you kill the bandits!"

Dozens of players were ambushing the Black Mountain bandits as a team.

Their plan was feasible.

However, their levels were too low.

Even though they managed to injure some bandits through the ambush, their own low levels made it difficult to complete the finishing blows.

"Kill!"