After considering many factors, Ning Zheng felt he couldn't just sit by and watch; he had to understand the reasons behind this war.

Swoosh.

His consciousness sank deep, and on the Qi Fortune Gambling Table, gray mist lingered.

[I want to know the reasons for the war in Pingchang City.]

[-200 Qi Fortune Value]

Just this?

A clue appeared in Ning Zheng's mind.

In fact, if you are near the place, you don't need to rely on the chaos of void currents accidentally delivering a "package" to your side, and thus, the required Qi Fortune Value is usually not much.

However, he frowned slightly:

"The answer is actually at Youzhu Bookstore under the Manor?"

Last time, he wanted to begin cultivation, and the guidance led him to Youzhu Bookstore, where he obtained the basic cultivation manual.

This could be completely understood!

Now wanting to know the cause of the war in Pingchang City, is it there again?

A hundred-year-old bookstore offering answers to why there is recent turmoil in Pingchang City?

He found it unfathomable but felt there was no need to think too hard.

After dinner tonight, he'd accompany Ning Jiaojiao for a stroll at the night market and take a trip to the bookstore to understand the reason.

But before that, they must show the might of our Manor.

As the glorious Manor Master...no, old steward, he must boost everyone's morale, exhibiting a bandit-like opportunistic spirit!

Ning Zheng believed they had this bandit air about them.

At that time, upon entering the Manor, people were respectful and filial before him, but secretly rummaging through things behind his back, still vivid in memory.

"Leave professional matters to professionals to advise."

Suddenly, Ning Zheng thought of before, seemingly even the matter of paying respect to his adoptive father was something they matched professionally.

It always felt like they knew a bit of everything.

Click, click, click.

Ning Zheng went downstairs, entering the steward's room.

He grandly sat on the steward's chair, looking at the several managers below, solemnly said:

"Recently, there's been chaos in Pingchang City. Our Manor Master is about to step in personally, to take a share."

"But before that, if you can seize the opportunity to make money in Pingchang City, that would naturally be best, paving the way for our Manor Master's grand entrance."

Several people immediately showed expressions of wild joy.

The Manor Master is coming out of seclusion?

"Indeed, we were thinking of taking advantage of their distraction and earn big."

Jiucai Rong said solemnly: "We were just about to seek your opinion, and you showed up."

Originally, they feared things would get out of hand, and the Manor Master might not be able to handle it.

After all, it's a large city, and we're merely a mountain hideout.

But apparently, they were overthinking.

With our Manor Master guaranteeing, speaking up personally, leading efforts in rummaging, what is there to fear?

"We will make our presence felt!"

"We will build momentum!"

"We will develop new weapons, affecting the course of the war!"

"We will..."

...

Whether achievable or not, they understood well how to declare boldly.

Jiucai Rong and Su Yuniang, who were adept at understanding human relations, knew it best.

When leaders speak, subordinates praise—this is what leaders want to see!

Only this way can goodwill be garnered.

In TV dramas, bandits robbing always shout like this during mobilization.

Indeed, Ning Zheng looked at them radiating enthusiasm, very satisfied.

Smuggling weapons, making war fortunes, fleecing the rich merchants in the city—is a viable path!

It truly highlights the viciousness of our Demon Cultivators.

Of course.

Economic impact is the first point, combat power intimidation is the second.

Combat power might be the core.

According to the habits of Demon Cultivators, it's natural they could blockade near city gates, robbing caravans... taking advantage of their distraction, fleece away.

But he himself is a small fry.

At that moment, Ning Zheng felt a bit overwhelmed.

It's clearly their city's crisis; how did it become his own crisis instead?

Weakness is original sin.

Forget it.

Anyway, talk more later. For now, make money, let the blacksmiths demonstrate our Manor's economic prowess!

...

After Ning Zheng left.

The blacksmiths present were excited, immediately planning task routes on the blackboard in the steward's room.

1. On the mountain, the Manor forges weapons, engaging in military arms business in Pingchang City during wartime—go big.

2. Downhill, Well Entrance Dungeon exploration adventure.

Non-conflicting, complementing each other.

After all.

One is Embers, placing the adventure's main line.

One is the core, the Manor blacksmiths' main line.

Of course, the winter's main line is seasonal changes, building houses, remodeling structures, these are essential.

Wintering used to be normal, no need to pay much attention; does the Immortal Cultivation Realm even fear winter?

Yet through a series of certain people's operations, it has turned into an extremely challenging sandbox survival mode.

"Everyone, do you have any suggestions for intervening in the civil war?"

"Just making ordinary weapons?"

"Feels insufficient; this is clearly a mainline task. The better we do, the higher the completion rate, the greater the reward."

...

...

Ning Zheng returned to the Manor just in time for dinner.

After dinner, it was already after seven, the moon hung high, and so he accompanied "Su Yuniang" and Ning Jiaojiao for a trip to the night market.

There are still about five days left until the night market closes, and the streets are bustling with lanterns.

"I want to buy this!"

Ning Jiaojiao was also looking around everywhere.

—She always carried the adorable clumsiness of a kitten, her eyes full of the clear foolishness of a college student.

This was something Su Yuniang said on the forum.

Ning Zheng thought it was quite accurate.

Indeed, she was an unworldly, sheltered young lady from a mountain stronghold.

Perhaps, before that group of Demon Men wiped out this stronghold, the village and fortress were a significant force.

Ning Zheng watched the bustling villagers on the street: "Regardless, a century has passed, and all the glory they once had has turned to dust."

She wasn't in a hurry to find clues at the bookstore; a leisurely hour at the night market was a nice way to relax.

As she passed the snack street, she suddenly saw a fierce-looking man teasing a girl selling candied hawthorn skewers, being very handsy.

Su Yuniang stopped in her tracks, turned her head coldly: "Never seen, an outsider?"

"Never seen before."

Ning Jiaojiao glanced over: "There was an outsider yesterday too. Why are there so many outsiders participating in the village's New Year Market these days?"

Ning Zheng frowned.

If it's just an unlucky soul who wandered into the mountains, only to tease the local girls, one could only say they have it coming.

If not...

Then there's something wrong with them; they might very well be a Ghost.

As Su Yuniang said, the recent increase in outsiders might mean that wandering Ghosts are roaming more, and may have begun invading the area around the village.

"Are the roaming Ghosts increasing because of something related to Pingchang City?"

Being theoretically the strongest Combat Power among the three, the only living one, he quietly stepped back, protecting the two in front of him.

"A pervert teasing our villagers, have you ever been in a fight?" Su Yuniang didn't notice this and just thought it was a trivial matter, suddenly asked Ning Jiaojiao.

"No." Ning Jiaojiao had apparently forgotten how fierce she could be when she went wild.

"I'll teach you; a girl must protect herself."

Su Yuniang quickly stepped forward, putting herself between the teasing man and the girl: "Stop teasing the candy girl, handsome. Am I pretty?"

The man was momentarily stunned by the sight of Su Yuniang: "Could you accompany me around this market, miss?"

The Su Yuniang before him had skin soft and supple from being filled with fresh River Demon flesh and blood.

It was impossible to tell her previous life as a Money Child.

She looked like a delicate, cute girl, with her pigtails and little skirt exuding pure charm.

"Let's go to the alley."

Su Yuniang smiled sweetly, her eyes like autumn water, naturally beautiful and lively like a lotus blooming on water.

"Don't hesitate, fun-loving brother, because what's going to happen next will be... very exciting~"

At this moment, even Ning Zheng was momentarily dazed.

The man sensed something suspicious but was too smitten by the pure and lovely girl, so he eagerly followed her into the alley.

Thump, thump, thump.

Soon, she and the man arrived at a dark alley.

As soon as they entered, Su Yuniang took the initiative, kicking the man's Sixth Body and punching him squarely on the nose.

"You...!"

With the added strength of the Money Child and Ghost Power, the man's entire body was sent flying!

Boom.

The man's bones shattered as he slammed against the wall.

"Heh heh heh." In the shadowy corner, the man's flesh twisted, bones bent, revealing his true form, chilling everyone to the core.

Indeed, he was a Ghost.

Not a local Earth-bound Spirit, but an Ember that had wandered into this Ghost Market.

"Turns out to be someone from the Five-Body Realm, no wonder his flesh was so resilient."

Su Yuniang frowned, seemingly uninterested in his appearance, thinking he was still a mere thug.

Because Embers lacked any perception of "death,"

And this perception wasn't just about themselves but other Ghosts as well.

Even when seeing other "dead" beings, they instinctively assumed them to be alive, like themselves.

"You, you..."

The man slowly got up; this woman had relentlessly targeted his weak points, her techniques remarkably sharp, clearly trained in close combat.

Bang!

Su Yuniang also began to Ghost-ify due to overstimulation, revealing her true form; muscles bulged, her figure dramatically rising, and her pigtails seemed to float.

"Oh please, you're so weak."

Bang!!!

She jumped up, landing a mighty kick to his face.

The violent consecutive attacks stomped on his face one by one, the ground cracked, forming a deep pit, yet her voice remained sweet and adorable:

"Loser~ Loser~ Aren't you boys obsessed with jade-like feet, so why not flaunt mine and let me taste a bone fracture, come on, let me try?"

The voice wasn't loud, yet the temptation sent shivers down one's spine.

"I don't mind, come on, have a taste, have a try of my little ice cream, just eat!! it!!!~"

One kick.

Bang!!!

Like an exploding tomato.

Two kicks.

Bang!

Thick black blood splattered the entire alley's walls.

Three kicks, four kicks, five kicks!

His face continually collapsed, features fusing together, black blood showered everywhere, and his face turned to mush.

"Ghost, Ghost."

The man turned away, dodging a foot, and ran, finally screaming: "You're so crazy, you're not a human...."

She wore a gentle smile on her face: "Not human? Of course, I'm not human, haven't you clearly seen who I am? I'm... a little Fairy! "

Bang!

"Admire my marvelous jade feet, am I~ beautiful~~"

Her voice carried a seductive charm, revealing bare white feet that exuded an air of mystery and temptation, making one want to grasp hold and savor.

Seeing no response, Su Yuniang suddenly grew furious: "Hmm, do you look down on me?"

"Look how my pigtails strangle you!!"

She laughed wildly, "I haven't played combat games recently, it's been a while since I cornered passing fish to curse."

Ning Zheng silently shielded Ning Jiaojiao behind him, never expecting she could be so fierce, even after death.

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