"What strength?" Chen Xuefeng was a little confused. Martial arts were different from priestly magic, and there was no clear division of levels.
"In other words, at that time, what level of priest could you fight against?" Mu Hanyan said.
"Probably a third-level divine priest." Chen Xuefeng understood Mu Hanyan's meaning and answered after thinking for a while.
"Third-level divine priest..." Mu Hanyan compared it and realized that with her strength as a third-level swordsman, it would be impossible for her to break the seal. Even if she reached the seventh level, it would probably be difficult.
"If this seal is intact, I won't be able to break it even with my strength." Wen Gaoren said. He knew more about the seal of the Continent of Gods.
"But when I first found that martial arts manual, it didn't take any effort at all," Chen Xuefeng said in surprise. He knew priests much better than ordinary bandits, and of course he knew that a seal that even a ninth-rank divine priest couldn't break, let alone his former self, wouldn't be able to break even with brute force. But he remembered clearly that it didn't take any effort at all.
"It didn't take much effort because someone had already helped you open the seal." Mu Hanyan quickly figured out the key.
"You mean Mo Shiqi." Chen Xuefeng was indeed smart and he quickly realized who Mu Hanyan was talking about. Who else would do such a thing except Mo Shiqi who brought him here?
"Why did he do this?" Chen Xuefeng asked puzzledly.
"Think about what else he did?" Mu Hanyan reminded.
She had already vaguely guessed that the improvement of Chen Xuefeng's strength and the subsequent expansion of the Xuefeng Bandits were all due to Mo Shiqi, but she couldn't understand why he did this.
"What else has he done..." Chen Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled, "Ever since he joined me, the power of the Blood Wind Bandits has grown. Most of the men under his command were recruited by him. Every time we robbed a village, it was mostly his plan. Just like the last time we robbed Mujia Village, and this time we robbed Guning Village, it was all his idea. Every time we did it, we were successful.
It can be said that he is at least half responsible for the Bloodwind Bandits' current fame. I originally wanted him to be the second-in-command, but he always refused, thinking that he was too weak to win over the crowd. Who knew that bastard was even stronger than me and was almost killed by his sword..."
Chen Xuefeng paused for a moment and said, "Could it be that he is using me?"
"Has he always been by your side?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"No, he would leave every once in a while, saying that he was worried about his tribesmen and secretly sent them some money and food." Chen Xuefeng shook his head.
Mu Hanyan now understood everything. Mo Shiqi was using not only Chen Xuefeng, but also Xiang Qiuzhan and even other bandits. But why did he do this, and what benefits could he gain from it?
"Alas, I was killed by him." Chen Xuefeng sighed deeply, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"Why, do you think you don't deserve to die for what you did?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"The Bloodwind Bandits have committed countless evil deeds over the years, and I certainly deserve death. However, I was driven out of Qingning City and became a bandit simply to make a living. I have no strength, no manpower, and I'm all alone. What kind of trouble can I cause? I'm a bandit, but I'm no better than a refugee. When I encounter a large number of refugees, it's hard to say who will rob me.
Mo Shiqi gave me the skills and helped me recruit people. The Blood Wind Bandits seemed powerful, but I had no control over them. Every time, Mo Shiqi came up with the plan, and the others followed suit. It was just me who bore the brunt of the blame. Actually, I was killed by that guy.
But it's too late to say anything now. If I fall into your hands, I know I will die. I just hope you can abide by the agreement and let me die quickly." Chen Xuefeng was unwilling to do so, but knowing that he was doomed, he looked calm.
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