Chapter 66: Chapter 60: The Iron-Cutting Sword with Profound Mastery!_l
In the afternoon, Su Changkong headed to Clearwater City.
Within the Prefecture Yamen of Clearwater City, Su Changkong met with
Magistrate Wang Yun.
“So soon?”
Wang Yun was somewhat surprised, wondering if Su Changkong, who had left in the morning, had already achieved his goal by the afternoon?
“This is the Identity Token of Black Moon Superior.”
Without beating around the bush, Su Changkong directly took out a token engraved with a black lotus from his bosom and placed it on the desk, which was exactly the token he had found on Black Moon Superior.
“The Identity Token of a disciple of the Black Lotus Sect…
Wang Yun recognized the origin of the token and knew it came from Black
Moon Superior.
Being an official member of the Black Lotus Sect, Black Moon Superior had impressive martial arts skills but had already lost his life at the hands of Wen
Tai!
Wang Yun had no doubts about Su Changkong’s authenticity and believed that related news would spread before long.
“Mr. Wen has worked hard, here is a silver note of one thousand taels, please keep it well.”
Right then and there, Wang Yun respectfully took out the prepared silver note worth one thousand taels and presented it with both hands!
A silver note of one thousand taels in hand!
It seemed simple enough, but there were not many who could earn this money.
Ordinary martial artists were not afraid of the Black Lotus Sect, but they might not have the strength to deal with the Sect s experts.
Martial artists capable of killing Black Moon Superior were mostly wary of the Black Lotus Sect’s revenge, fearing the involvement of family and friends, and they all shunned such dealings!
However, for someone like Su Changkong, with an inconspicuous reputation and formidable strength, who carefully hid his identity and did not fear retaliation, he had the qualifications to earn this money!
“Hmm, if there’s nothing else, my lord, I shall take my leave.
Having pocketed the silver note of one thousand taels, Su Changkong did not linger and bade farewell to Wang Yun before departing.
After Su Changkong left, Wang Yun sat alone in the room, a touch of expectation on his face, “Every week there will be a member of the Black Lotus Sect dead, I believe even those sect members who aren’t afraid of death will start to fear and restrain themselves!”
What Wang Yun needed to do was use his own influence to gather information on the disciples of the Black Lotus Sect within Clearwater City’s domain, and then hand it over to Su Changkong, who would be tasked with the killing.
The official members of the Black Lotus Sect were actually very scarce, and with each one eliminated, the Sect’s influence in Clearwater City diminished bit by bit until they were forced to give up on developing further in the city.
Of course, the prerequisite was that Su Changkong could not slip up!
If Su Changkong were to fail, or if the Black Lotus Sect learned of his identity as an agent of Wang Yun, the situation would become troublesome.
Of course, if that happened, Wang Yun would have no choice but to mobilize all his power for a frontal confrontation with the Black Lotus Sect, a scenario that the cautiously self-preserving Wang Yun least wanted to face!
“Indeed… committing murder and arson for a golden belt!
On the way back to Black Iron Manor, Su Changkong patted his bulging backpack and couldn’t help but exclaim.
Today, he killed Black Moon Superior, obtained seven to eight hundred taels worth of silver notes from him, and also received a remuneration of a thousand taels of silver from Wang Yun, totaling nearly two thousand taels of income!
In one day, he earned a fortune that others might not see in their whole lives!
“Martial Arts! Strengthening oneself is the essence!”
Su Changkong’s determination to become stronger was even more resolute; money was nothing more than an external resource he used to purchase cultivation materials to enhance his abilities.
Back at Black Iron Manor, Su Changkong continued practicing martial arts as usual. What was different from before was that he would visit Clearwater City to see Wang Yun every week, obtain information about the Black Lotus Sect from him, then go knocking on doors, ready to kill.
Of course, such good fortune did not come every week. Information had a shelf life, and sometimes by the time Su Changkong arrived, the Black Lotus Sect member had vanished without a trace, leaving him to return empty-handed, and at times Wang Yun could not acquire specific intelligence.
However, even if the chance came only once every ten days or half a month, it was enough for Su Changkong.
With sufficient wealth, Su Changkong’s lifestyle also became much more extravagant.
In the past, Su Changkong would use thirty Vital Qi Spreads in a month, but as his Inner Strength became more profound, the efficacy of the Vital Qi Spread weakened. Su Changkong compensated by doubling the dose.
Despite the fact that taking Vital Qi Spread in quick succession would weaken the overall effect and result in a certain waste, Su Changkong, rich as he was, could afford it!
The Vital Qi Spread he took in a month would consume six to seven hundred taels of silver, an amount that astounded others!
“Changkong, your forging skills have improved quite a bit!” During the hot summer, Yang Chao, in the workshop holding a shining Longsword, couldn’t help but express his admiration.
“With dedicated effort, there should be some harvest.”
Standing by the hot forge with his strong, bare upper body, Su Changkong responded with a smile upon hearing the words.
Su Changkong’s Forging skills were continuously improving, and the quality of the weapons he created was naturally getting better and better!
“When the Manor Lord retires… the position of Manor Lord of Black Iron Manor will most likely be passed on to Su Changkong, right?”
The other Forging Masters were quite envious of Su Changkong.
Young as he was, Su Changkong’s Forging skills were unparalleled, and he was an honest man without much cunning, never arguing with others, living in harmony with everyone, being humble and keeping a low profile, and although the weapons he made were far superior to those of the others, he had never been arrogant because of his talents, never demanding higher pay.
Skilled and honest!
With Mo Tie having no sons, it was quite likely that when he eventually retired, he would hand over Black Iron Manor to Su Changkong!
Facing the envy of others, Su Changkong felt indifferent, for he was well aware of his own situation: it was impossible for him to stay at Black Iron Manor forever. The outside world was vast, and perhaps before long, he would leave this corner and soar high and wide.