Chapter 778 The Pier of Black Wind Village

As time went by, with the expansion of Jiang Nian, Ma Qiang and others, the power of the organization expanded rapidly like a balloon. However, in less than a year, it swallowed up hundreds of family sects, large and small, and became the sixth largest force in the world.

Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the four major innate families and the royal family.

It's just that at this time, the four major families and the royal family are almost at war with each other.

The fight for the gourd treasure was escalating, and now everyone has forgotten what the original purpose was, and they all want to kill the other party to gain more benefits.

Under normal circumstances, the balance will not be easily broken, but some ambitious people want to break the status quo. There is an invisible hand in the secret, which comes out to overturn the table and assassinate every time when several major forces are preparing for peace negotiations. Every time an important member dies, the negotiations will no longer be able to proceed.

So far, several parties have started to fight.

Hatred is also escalating.

Wu Chong didn't care about these messy things, and he eroded the way of heaven faster and faster. A major breakthrough was achieved not long ago, and the progress reached 30%.

Nowadays, the delusion can influence an area to a certain extent, and the sect created is no longer a fraud sect. There are people who really practice his "Wandering Way" and can now become a little master, which can barely be regarded as a pheasant style.

"My lord, our actions were discovered, and we failed to obtain the batch of secret books from the Yue family."

Black mist flashed, and Ma Qiang appeared next to Wu Chong.

There was also a wound on his chest, and it looked like he had just experienced a fierce battle.

"Yue family?"

Wu Chong pondered for a moment.

In this year, the organization has expanded so fast. It has expanded from a small organization with dozens of people to one that spreads all over the country and is ranked sixth in the world. You can imagine how much water is mixed in it and how many other forces are mixed in. spies. When enjoying the convenience of expanding strength, you will naturally bear the cost of expansion.

"do not give up."

After looking at the progress on the panel, Wu Chong gave Ma Qiang a task.

"My subordinate understands."

Ma Qiang responded, and his body turned into mist and disappeared again.

Ma Qiang's personality is different from Jiang Nian's. He always seeks stability in things. Since he came to Wu Chong, it means that he is not very sure about this action. Now that the secret books scattered on the market have been collected, sooner or later he will face off against the four major innate families if he continues, unless Wu Chong is willing to give up, but this is impossible. So many things have been doomed from the beginning, and so are the rules of the world. The pyramid structure becomes narrower as you go up. There are destined to be only a few people who can reach the top.

"It's time to go out for a walk. I hope the Yue family can be more sensible."

Wu Chong glanced at the direction where Ma Qiang disappeared and stood up slowly. The light around him was briefly distorted when he stood up, as if swallowed by a black hole.

After sitting for several years, although the erosion has not been completely successful, Wu Chong is now considered an inhuman monster to most people in this world.

Knowledge and cultivation?

My delusion is the world!

Dai Yong, who was guarding the door, was still dozing off. Wu Chong had many more people under his command over the years, but the only one who remained unchanged was Dai Yong. This guard brought from the Ling family has long been his die-hard loyalist, and Master Wu is also a nostalgic person. When Dai Yong made no mistakes, he kept following him. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference to him who he is as a guard.

It’s unclear who will protect whom.

"My lord!"

Dai Yong, who was dozing off, felt the light in front of him dim. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Wu Chong, who had been retreating in the house, walked out at some point.

Looking at Wu Chong, who was almost a head and a half taller than him, Dai Yong swallowed subconsciously.

Is this still the uncle I once was?

If he hadn't followed him all the way, it would be difficult for Dai Yong to equate the current Wu Chong with his former uncle. My former uncle was extremely thin, dressed in a blue shirt and full of bookishness on his face. The current uncle Dai Yong glanced at the arm that was thicker than his thigh and fell silent.

"I'm going for a walk."

Wu Chong took the black robe given by the person next to him and put it on him. After refusing the others to follow him, he walked out of the door.

After walking a few steps along the street, when he reached the end of the street, his figure flashed, twisted like water ripples, and disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the city.

He was out of the city in one step!

After a few more steps, the surrounding scenery has completely changed, and the distance from Jianghuai City is getting farther and farther.

Not long after, Wu Chong arrived at the boundary of Gray Mountain.

After passing the boundary marker, we reached the Yue family's sphere of influence. Within a few steps, there were more people. Villages and sects began to appear.

In the territory of the four major Xiantian families, the imperial court basically had no power, and dispatched officials were not qualified to take office here. Just like when Wu Chong was the county magistrate in Luming County, his position as magistrate was arranged by the Ling family from beginning to end, and no one from the royal family dared to give a shit there. The same is true on the Yue family's territory. The power of officials here is far inferior to that of the local sect.

After walking for a while, we arrived at Yuecheng, where the Yue Family’s headquarters was located.

Compared with Jianghuai City, Yue City is more prosperous, covering a vast area with criss-crossing streets and a population of up to three million. Under such a productivity background, one can imagine how scary a city of three million people is.

"Huh?"

Wu Chong stopped.

He originally planned to come over directly to find Ma Qiang, but unexpectedly he sensed a familiar aura.

Wang Tong.

One of the seven disciples he brought down from Shusheng Mountain, he was also the youngest among them.

A year has passed and Wang Tong is nine years old.

Nine-year-old Wang Tong's calligraphy and painting realm has also reached the second level of 'meaning'. Even Wu Chong looked at this speed of progress. The seven disciples of Tianshu Sect are all geniuses, but Wang Tong is undoubtedly the genius among geniuses.

The reason for his appearance here is also very simple. The "Black Wind Organization" founded by Wu Chong has expanded rapidly in the past year and has already extended its power to Yuecheng.

Such a large organization naturally has its own contribution system within it.

Wu Chong's stipulation is very simple, it is meritorious service.

Everything in the organization can be exchanged for meritorious deeds, even Wang Tong and the other seven named disciples who have been included in the sect. This time Ma Qiang came to Yue's house to steal secret books. He probably invited Wang Tong and others. This is also the reason why Wang Tong appeared here.

"Amazing!"

There was a loud noise from the roadside.

It was Wang Tong who finished his painting, and the other onlookers couldn't help but cheer.

Wang Tong's age is so deceiving. If a nine-year-old draws so well, he can easily attract the attention of a large number of people.

"Two hundred taels."

Wang Tong hung the scroll aside and said a price with a proud look on his face.

The fact that he can earn two hundred years just by drawing something casually is enough to show his skills.

"Wang Fu, collect the painting!"

A wealthy gentleman with a big belly held his concubine with one hand, reached into his arms with the other hand, took out two silver notes and slapped them on the table.

When the servant next to him saw this, he immediately stepped forward and took the scroll away.

Wang Tong sat on the chair and cupped his hands like an adult. Just as he reached out to take the banknote, a hand suddenly pressed on the banknote.

"Don't worry yet!"

Several men in black clothes looked down at Wang Tong condescendingly.

"Kid, you're setting up a stall here, have you visited the dock of our Black Wind Village?"

A few people behind the talking room quickly dispersed, scattering the crowd of onlookers. The wealthy gentleman who had bought the painting earlier was also frightened by this formation, and quickly retreated towards the crowd with his concubine in his arms.

Jianghu gangs are causing trouble. Who dares to provoke ordinary people?

"Clam?"

Wang Tong looked dull.

I am from Heifeng Village!

But he didn't dare to say this now, because his current task was to attract the Yue family's attention and assist Ma Qiang and the others in their second theft mission.