Chapter 123: Chapter 93: Wan Dan Sect’s Mission, Reward of Lower-Yellow Grade Defensive Spiritual Weapon_1
“Can’t you see it?”
Tang Jian turned his head and looked at Luo Yong next to him, who wore a puzzled expression.
But soon, he remembered.
Apparently, fortune was something only he could see.
The Luo Yong by his side couldn’t see it.
“Brother Luo, there’s quite a difference between East Earth Town and Huangqu Town. How about we prepare some more?”
“Wait until the troops are well-rested and then choose to attack?”
Tang Jian, wielding the white feather fan in his hand, spoke calmly.
“Alright then…”
Luo Yong nodded, then went back to sitting in the main seat.
The generals inside the tent dispersed from the commander’s camp one after another.
They gradually started to prepare for the various matters preceding the assault on East Earth Town.
…
In the blink of an eye, another day had passed.
Luo Yong, stationed outside East Earth Town, was still making preparations before the siege.
Meanwhile, inside the Luo Family Ancestral Land in Qingshi Town.
Inside the room where the Luo Family Patriarch was.
At that moment, Luo Ping was perusing the documents related to grain storage.
“Although the grain transported by the Luo Family from Jiangnan Prefecture this time wasn’t much, after all, it was the first transaction.”
“The trust between both parties has not yet been fully established.”
“If there are a few more such transactions, the food crisis should be temporarily resolved.”
“At that time, we can continue to expand the scale of recruiting refugees.”
Thinking this in his heart, Luo Ping suddenly raised his head and called out softly to the Luo Family servant guarding outside the room, “Someone…”
“Family Head, what do you command?”
The servant, dressed in the Luo Family’s distinctive gray, bowed slightly, showing respect.
“How far has the construction of the outer city of Qingshi Town progressed to date?”
The servant, bowing his head slightly, responded quietly, “Family Head, the construction of the outer city of Qingshi Town has been completed to about two-thirds.”
“The remaining part will take about one more year to complete.”
Luo Ping nodded, then asked, “And those monks of the outer city, how are they now?”
“Is the size of their following still increasing steadily?”
This time, the servant pondered for a moment before replying softly, “The monks in the outer city continue to spread various information about Buddhism, among which the idea that entering Buddhism will lead to the Western Paradise after death is being promoted most fervently.”
“The number of believers in the outer city has increased at least threefold compared to a while back…”
“The number of believers has increased at least threefold?”
Upon hearing this, Luo Ping’s eyebrows knit together slightly.
However, after a moment,
he waved his hand, indicating that the servant in the room could leave.
…
After the Luo Family servant had left,
the quiet room was left once again with only Luo Ping.
“The number of believers has increased by at least threefold?”
“After death, one can go to the Western Paradise?”
Thinking about these things, Luo Ping’s head began to ache.
He really didn’t know what to do about those monks in the outer city.
He had previously reported the matter to Patriarch Changfeng,
but Patriarch Changfeng had said there was no need to pay attention to it for the time being.
Now, as time passed, the number of followers of those monks was increasing at a virus-like rate.
If this continued, would Qingshi Town still be their Luo Family’s Qingshi Town?
However, what brought Luo Ping some schadenfreude was that regarding the issue of the monks,
none of the King of Huai Shui, Tang Family, or the Chen Family
seemed to have taken any action against those monks and their followers yet.
He wondered whether those three forces didn’t know how to handle it or were reluctant to act against those monks and their followers?
…
In the Luo Family Ancestral Land of Qingshi Town,
there was a quaint courtyard radiating an ancient aura.
At this time, Luo Changfeng was sitting quietly in the Stone Pavilion.
He held a cup of iced tea, sipping it slowly and steadily.
In front of him was Fu Qiu, the current Sect Master of the Luoshan Prefecture Sub-sect of the Wan Dan Sect,
who was also sitting quietly in the same pavilion.
He was drinking from a cup of chilled tea in his hand.
“Brother Luo, you sure know how to enjoy life!”
“In this sweltering summer, drinking a cup of chilled tea is indeed very comforting…”
As Fu Qiu finished his cup of chilled tea,
he poured himself another full cup.
“So, what exactly did you come to me for this time?”
“Just for a sip of this tea?”
“I don’t suppose that’s the case…”
Luo Changfeng took a sip from his tea, squinted his eyes, and looked at the old man with a cane in front of him.
“Brother Luo, I’ve indeed come for an important matter this time.”
“Oh? What matter?” Luo Changfeng asked.
“As you know, Brother Luo, due to the multiple Sub-sects of the Wan Dan Sect, there is significant competition among them.”
“It would have been fine in the past.”
“This old bag of bones of mine couldn’t compete with the other Wan Dan Sect Sub-sects in the Da Feng Dynasty.”
“But now, the situation is different.”
“Isn’t that right, with Brother Luo, you here?”
Luo Changfeng glanced at Fu Qiu in front of him and asked in a low voice, “So, what is it exactly?”
“The Main Sect of the Wan Dan Sect has distributed an order today.”
“Within ten days, anyone who can submit one thousand Yellow Grade low-quality Detoxification Pills will receive a Yellow Grade low-quality Defensive Spiritual Weapon from the Main Sect.”
“Additionally, it will also contribute to the end-of-year ranking…”
