novelraw Chapter 698 - 381: Xiamen Showdown—Who Is the Clown?
Chapter 698 - 381: Xiamen Showdown—Who Is the Clown?
"We want to gamble, we want to visit brothels, not a single vice should be left out!"
"Mo Sect is the sky, Mo Sect is the earth, Mo Sect is the protector of the Martial World!"
"Mo Sect will surely win!"
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Last night, Yuzhu Manor was destroyed by the Thunder Shock Cannon from Mo Sect. It was meant to boost morale, but alas, Old Demon was too ruthless, treating the cannon operator as a Thunder Shock Pill, so it was basically a draw.
To crush the spirits of the evil demon and fully demonstrate the will of the people in Wangchun City, under the guise of ordinary people led by the disciples of Mo Sect, such demonstrations were launched inside and outside of Wangchun City.
Among them, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller worked hard to spice things up, elevating the demonstration to another level.
Yet such "will of the people" couldn’t stop the steps of the Jade Pearl Heroes.
Early in the morning, Mo Sect’s spies urgently reported.
The Jade Pearl Heroes went to Yushi Town and had breakfast there.
The group ate twelve drawers of buns and ten bowls of oil tea. It is said that the Green Blade Demon also alternated between sweet tofu pudding and salty tofu pudding; even among the deviant, this was considered perverse.
After finishing the meal, Duan Yun and his group, accompanied by a panda and a gray donkey, headed for Wangchun City.
Because there were many onlookers, the news spread quickly.
In no time, the disciples of Mo Sect inside and outside Wangchun City were on high alert.
All accounted for, excluding Shen Ying, who was still lying in a coffin, they were merely six people, a panda, and a donkey, compared to the eight hundred disciples of Mo Sect in Wangchun City, which seemed way too few.
Yet the momentum of the Jade Pearl Heroes as they emerged felt as if they were the eight hundred, even eight thousand.
Especially Brother Murong who was still upfront, stood tall and proud, radiating heroic spirit.
Mainly because Ning Qing was nearby, and Duan Yun was behind.
With Duan Yun there, nothing would fall apart.
But all said and done, Brother Murong still felt quite nervous.
Because he was well aware of the formidable force he was going to face.
But when he thought of settling the scores, and envisaged that Yuzhu Manor would be rebuilt, and he would personally inspect the health of the brothel girls, Brother Murong was instantly filled with heroic spirit, even if there were thousands upon thousands, he would press forward!
At this hour, Wangchun City hadn’t opened its gates yet.
According to Mo Sect’s rules, the gates could only be opened at the hour of dawn.
But by then, Duan Yun and his group had already reached the city gate.
Brother Murong looked at the tightly shut gates and shouted: "Open the gates! The Young Hero comes to settle the scores!"
The disciples of Mo Sect kept the gates shut firmly, with no intention of opening them.
This was the rule, as well as orders from above.
With Duan Yun’s skill, scaling the walls would be easy, and Mo Sect simply didn’t want them to use the main entrance.
All in all, it was meant to deflate this group’s majestic spirit.
The Jianghu guests watching this scene were already anxious, looking around.
With the skills of the Jade Pearl Heroes, excluding the donkey and the fat panda, scaling the wall would be easy, but they couldn’t manage it.
If they couldn’t enter the city, wouldn’t they miss out on the spectacle?
That would be more unbearable than death.
It’s known that among these Jianghu guests watching, many had rushed over from hundreds of miles away overnight without closing their eyes, just to watch this grand show!
With the gates tightly shut, Brother Murong couldn’t help but draw his Blood Shadow Mad Blade from its sheath.
"Open the gates! Settle the scores! Last warning!"
Brother Murong strode forward, the Blood Shadow Mad Blade in hand dragging out bloody shadows.
The people inside still did not open the gate.
"You refuse when given face!"
"Sixfold!"
"Sixfold Spring Rain!"
As he spoke, Brother Murong suddenly struck.
He drew two blades in one move.
The rotating Spring Rain Blade Energy spun and attacked the thick city gate.
When the Blade Energy passes, it felt like spring breeze and drizzle, or like ripples stirred on a calm lake, not seeming fierce at all.
But at the moment the Blade Energy hit the gate.
Two booms resounded, as if summer thunder clapped on iron stone.
The thick city gate was instantly sliced through and shattered, the Mo Sect disciples behind the gate listening to the noise turned into hedgehogs by the shards, screaming in misery.
Brother Murong carried his Blood Shadow Mad Blade, kicked away the remnants wedged in the gate’s crack, and headed inside directly.
Duan Yun and his group followed closely.
Because the two blade blows that broke the gate were truly fierce, initially inside the city there were quite a few Jianghu guests chanting slogans, but now frightened into retreating, even the slogan chants turned to laughter.
From the moment they entered through the gate, a vacuum zone formed around Duan Yun’s group.
By then, someone hollered, prompting the Jianghu guests outside who had been startled to hurry into the city, fearing they might miss the spectacle.
The city gate had been hacked to pieces, and the disciples of the Mo Sect were either dead or wounded, yet this group of Martial World guests was unusually obedient.
After entering the city gate, they even voluntarily threw copper coins into the box.
There’s no choice; this is the rule of the Mo Sect, and they dare not flee.
Furthermore, they’re so used to paying when entering the city that not paying feels strange!
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Wangchun City, the Mo Sect’s Black Tower stands there like a giant.
No matter when you look at it, the tallest building in the city always gives you a sense of oppression, as if a gigantic divine spirit is overlooking you.
This is the feeling nearly everyone has when they see the Black Tower, even the Murong brothers are no exception.
The Mo Sect has ruled this city for so many years, and in the eyes of most people, it’s not much different from a real divine spirit.
And what they intend to do today is slaughter the gods!
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if Buddha stands in the way, they will kill Buddha!
The air is filled with a sweet aroma, a unique "fragrance" of the Mo Sect that can make people excited, stir their desires.
This is also why here, in the brothels, people play until they can’t get up, gamblers lose everything, and opium smokers often die in opium dens.
The Murong brothers took two deep breaths and suddenly shouted, "I want to be a hero!"
"Settle scores!"
"Settle scores!"
"Settle scores!"
The more they spoke, the more excited they became, with the Blood Shadow Mad Blade in their hands trembling.
Duan Yun had already realized, this guy was planning something.
Accumulating Sword Intent.
The Murong brothers’ sword technique had improved.
They passed through the long street, and the people on the street had long retreated, leaving almost no one else.
Yet on the floor above, and on the rooftops, there were already packed spectators from the Martial World.
On the rooftops, a few stallholders wearing yellow hats had bamboo baskets full of melon seeds and peanuts hung around their necks, sprinting nimbly while shouting, "Melon seeds and peanuts, a must-have for watching battles! Five silver for one serving, no deceit for anyone."
Each serving of melon seeds and peanuts sold for five silver, making it extraordinarily expensive, yet there were many buyers.
Such an event wouldn’t be complete without some melon seeds and peanuts, otherwise it’d be watching for nothing.
In the midst of this, Duan Yun saw some familiar faces.
Four Red House girls floated in the air like balloons with threads attached, watching them.
However, because they could fly higher and see farther, they were farther away from Duan Yun and the others.
These Red House girls seemed to have considered that Old Demon Duan’s finger strength and sword qi were formidable, too close and they might be directly struck down.
As enemies of the Red House, these Red House fairies had heard the news, and naturally came to see the situation.
Yes, outside the city, there were thirty-two Red House elder sisters secretly hidden, led by two elders, to see if they could be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
It could be said that Wangchun City was even more lively than the last time.
Last time, there were many Red House fairies floating in the city, along with Thunder Listeners with iron pipes on their heads.
They came for Old Demon Duan then, and this time, Old Demon Duan and his group were targeting the Mo Sect!
The Murong brothers walked at the front of the team, feeling incredibly heroic.
Indeed, the Jade Pearl Heroes were led by him.
After passing the long street, the road suddenly widened, even enough for eight carriages to travel side by side with ease.
Only the Mo Sect could build such a wide road in Wangchun City, where every inch is worth gold.
This road led directly to the Mo Sect’s Black Tower.
The Jade Pearl Heroes had arrived under the watchful eyes of everyone, yet the Black Tower remained quiet, as if nothing had happened.
Just when they were only about fifty steps away from the Black Tower, windows on the sixth floor of the Black Tower suddenly extended with large crossbows.
The arrows on the large crossbows were as thick as an arm, and their tips were even blazing with fire.
Mind you, controlling these large crossbows is no easy task, yet within a few breaths’ time, the crossbow arrows were aimed right at them.
It was clear that the Mo Sect had been waiting for them here.
At the top of the tower, Second Elder Li Mofei and Third Elder Gu Tian quietly watched everything, their gaze deep.
They say this group of evil demons is truly mad, mad to the core!
Who can defeat the Mo Sect before the Black Tower?
This provocation indeed brought them here!
"Fire!"
Almost simultaneously, the Black Tower shook, and arm-thick crossbow arrows tore through the air, whistling towards the Murong brothers and their group.
In an instant, the sky darkened, and even the air tightened.
"Clown!"
The frontmost Murong brother showed no fear, wielding the Blood Shadow Mad Blade, he charged forward instead of retreating!