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Yuan Yong noticed the extraordinary Sabre in Zhu Fangyuan's hand. A glint of greed flashed in his eyes as he asked in an authoritative tone, "Zhu Fangyuan, do you recognize the origin of this Sabre?"
Zhu Fangyuan nodded and voluntarily handed the Sabre to Yuan Yong. He then glanced around at the others present, speaking calmly, "Everyone should be aware of my business. As long as there’s money involved, I’m in. Three years ago, I sold a batch of Daoist Sect artifacts and interacted with some Daoist priests. I also learned some methods for identifying Daoist artifacts from them. After my assessment just now, I can confirm that this Sabre is indeed a consecrated Daoist artifact.
Based on my judgment, the master who consecrated this Sabre must have profound cultivation. Not one of the priests I’ve encountered could forge such an artifact. If we were to sell this Sabre, it could easily fetch three to four hundred thousand."
"What?! Zhu Fangyuan, are you out of your mind? This broken blade can sell for such a high price? Do you think everyone else is a fool?" Ma Yiwen retorted incredulously. Although he tried to appear indifferent, his heart raced wildly.
While Zhu Fangyuan might not have been aware of the situation, Ma Yiwen had already instructed his subordinates to gather information about him. Thus, he knew that each person in their group carried a similar Sabre.
A subtle smile crept onto Ma Yiwen's lips as he thought to himself, "Heh, if this Sabre can go for three to four hundred thousand, then if I manage to seize all those Sabres, I’ll be rich! Once I pull off this job, I can wash my hands of this place and live comfortably without worrying about money."
Just then, the white Daoist light on the Sabre suddenly vanished, and the talismans on either side of the blade retracted back into its body. Yuan Yong played with the Sabre for a moment before ultimately returning it to Deng Feifeng.
Yuan Yong turned to look at Ma Yiwen, who was lost in thought. A strange glimmer flickered in his eyes but quickly faded away; Ma Yiwen did not notice this detail. Yuan Yong then tapped on the table in front of Ma Yiwen and said sternly, "Ma Yiwen, you're injured; it's best if you don’t get involved in what comes next. You should go rest while we four handle those outsiders."
Upon hearing Yuan Yong's words, Ma Yiwen snapped back to reality. His brows furrowed as he glared at Yuan Yong, feeling displeased. It was clear that Yuan Yong intended to exclude him from the proceedings entirely, leaving him no chance even to partake in the spoils.
Ma Yiwen's expression darkened as he stood up from his chair and coldly replied, "Yuan Yong, that's rather ungracious of you. I have many brothers who depend on me for food; you may not want me involved, but my brothers might not be so compliant."
"You four want to monopolize everything? Just don't choke on it," Ma Yiwen said before kicking over his chair and pushing open the iron door of the dark room with a grim face as he exited.
Once outside the alleyway, Ma Yiwen glanced back at the location of the dark room. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke ominously, "Damn it, Yuan Yong! Since you lack compassion, don’t blame me for being ruthless. That batch of consecrated Sabres will be mine."
Ma Yiwen took out his phone and began dialing a series of numbers, preparing to take action against us.
Meanwhile, in the dark room, Zhu Fangyuan walked over to close the iron door again. He looked at Yuan Yong with a puzzled expression and asked, "Boss Yuan, Ma Yiwen has the most subordinates among us. Is it really appropriate to drive him away like this?"
Among the five people in the dark room, Deng Feifeng was one of the leaders in the yellow industry. Her subordinates were merely a group of fallen women, and she had no involvement in fighting. Zhu Fangyuan and Wang Xianglong were both businesspeople; they had trained a few thugs, but their numbers were limited—together, they didn't even have fifty men.
As for Yuan Yong, although he was the boss of the dark forces in the county town, he had no subordinates at all. He held this position mainly because he was ruthless and skilled in combat, coupled with some connections to people in the mountains.
Among these five, Ma Yiwen actually had the most subordinates. The Horse Head Gang's influence spread throughout every corner of this county town. However, they each had their own territories and rarely gathered together. If they did come together, there would be at least two or three hundred of them.
"You all underestimate those outsiders," Yuan Yong said as he pulled out his phone. "This is a video sent to me by Elder Cai; you should all take a look." He opened a video on WeChat and started playing it for Zhu Fangyuan and the others.
The video captured scenes of our earlier battle outside Baishan Village against a large group of Corpses. Although the video quality wasn't great, Zhu Fangyuan and the others could still sense the intensity of that fight.
After watching the video, they fell into a brief silence. Even though they hadn't trained in martial arts, they could intuitively judge the vast difference between themselves and us.
After a moment, Wang Xianglong looked up at Yuan Yong with a defeated expression and asked, "Boss Yuan, who exactly are these people? Did Elder Cai send this video with any instructions?"
Yuan Yong nodded and replied, "These outsiders are likely from a special forces unit in the military. Elder Cai and his group have left their original location to evade military pursuit. However, before leaving, Elder Cai sent me a message: if we kill one of them, he will tell us where he previously stored the Corpse Oil Solution."
With Ma Yiwen paving the way ahead, we just need to seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. At that point, we can frame Ma Yiwen and his group for any wrongdoing and escape unscathed.
As for which was more valuable—the Sabre or the Corpse Oil Solution—I believe everyone knows the answer deep down.
Although Daoist Artifacts are rare in the market, they can still be purchased if one is willing to pay the price. As for the Corpse Oil Solution, it is a forbidden item that cannot simply be bought with money.
Moreover, Yuan Yong and his group have all used the Corpse Oil Solution, and their bodies have become dependent on it, much like a drug addiction. Therefore, their need for the Corpse Oil Solution is the most urgent. Among them, Wang Xianglong is naturally the most severely addicted.
A serious expression appeared in Wang Xianglong's eyes as he looked into Yuan Yong's eyes and excitedly asked, "Boss Yuan, who is the person Elder Cai wants to kill? I'll go take care of it right away!"
(End of Chapter)
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