Chapter 27: Making a fortune, promotion in rank is within reach.



A full twenty-eight thousand six hundred and thirty-two taels and seven mace!

Bai Cang looked at his abundant "harvest" and was filled with joy.

There were even some pleasant surprises!

Perhaps it was the "poor and shabby" first place that lowered his expectations.

But he had never seen so much money in both his lives combined, and he was indeed a little overwhelmed.

"However, it was still a bit hasty!"

After his initial joy, Bai Cang quickly regained his composure and began to reflect on his oversights that night. "I still lack experience!"

In fact, Bai Cang's operations with the first eleven companies went very smoothly.

But it was precisely because things went too smoothly that he became complacent and careless.

The twelfth house, which was also the last one on Bai Cang's trip, almost caused a major problem.

For some unknown reason, the gang leader and the eight hall masters of that family gathered at a secret stronghold for a meeting.

Bai Cang originally intended to "quietly enter the village, without firing a shot," but seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively decided to retreat.

However, due to inexperience, he accidentally revealed his presence and had to switch from "perfect stealth" to "hardcore stealth": killing all the witnesses would make for a perfect stealth.

This was the first fierce battle he had encountered since his transmigration.

The opposing team's eight hall masters were all third-rate experts, and the gang leader named "Sha Tongtian" was even comparable to a second-rate expert in external martial arts.

Even with Bai Cang's strength, it took him three full blows before he could use the "Wei Tuo Great Demon Subduing" move to smash his opponent into mincemeat.

What a fierce and dangerous battle!

"However, the bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!"

Bai Cang touched the twelve thumb-sized pearls in his arms and couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

Of the first eleven households, Bai Cang only "picked up" a little over eight thousand taels of silver.

But from just the "Huangsha Gang" alone, he amassed a full 20,000 taels of silver notes, as well as twelve high-quality pearls of considerable value.

"If that's the case, I only need one more spirit jade to be promoted to a higher rank."

As Bai Cang thought this, his heart burned with excitement.

He had already collected all the Daoist principles for his promotion through the "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Picture".

Only the offering of "a thousand taels of silver, a hundred taels of gold, ten bright pearls, and a spirit jade" is needed to advance to the next rank and receive new blessings.

Is this some kind of enhancement? This is clearly a brand new cheat!

Bai Cang was very clear that while he had gotten to where he was today entirely due to his own "efforts," he also owed a great deal to "Feng Yi's" help.

Whether it was his innate talent for "quality of food" or the "charm" that came with his "phoenix-like appearance," he benefited greatly from both.

Otherwise, how could he have so easily established connections with "Master Sun", "Brother Jiao" and "Father Zhang"?

Especially "Zhang's father," how could he so easily lend him money one after another?

"Now we have the thousand taels of silver and ten pearls, and Brother Jiao can help us exchange the hundred taels of gold."

Bai Cang thought to himself, "I only need one more spirit jade to advance to the next rank!"

"I wonder what kind of buffs (advantages) a lower-ranking eighth-grade official position will bring me?"

Everything is ready, except for the east wind.

But this final step was the most difficult, and Bai Cang was completely clueless.

The vast majority of these cultivation resources are in the hands of cultivators; ordinary people rarely even see them, let alone acquire them.

"Should we really start with the abbot's side?" The first person Bai Cang thought of was "Master Sun".

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Jiao Fei then mysteriously pulled Bai Cang aside, saying, "Something big has happened again."

"What big thing?" Bai Cang asked with feigned confusion, but his heart skipped a beat.

"Another massacre occurred in the city last night; the entire Huangsha Gang was wiped out."

Jiao Fei said with lingering fear, "Luckily, I went home with my uncle last night, and no one went out to wander around. Otherwise, if we had been unlucky..."

Bai Cang remained calm. "Is that so? Does the temple have a response to this?"

Jiao Fei curled his lip, "The temple wouldn't bother with such a trivial matter."

"However, I heard that Uncle Chen is furious. The Yellow Sand Gang is one of his biggest sources of wealth."

Jiao Fei was slightly gloating, as if he was still holding a grudge against Chen Xunzhao for not giving him face back then.

But Bai Cang was already dumbfounded: Maya! How did this get involved with Chen Xunzhao again?

Could it be that Zhang Bapi, that old scoundrel, did this on purpose?

It must have been intentional!

The world is a dangerous place, and people's hearts are complex. Bai Cang felt that he had been taught another lesson.

Meanwhile, in the dormitory steward's room.

After hearing his subordinate's report, Chen Xunzhao's face twitched involuntarily. He waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "I understand. You may leave."

Once his men left, his face immediately darkened.

Upon seeing this, Chen Anping, who had rushed over, couldn't help but shiver and instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.

"Come back! What did the county government say?" Chen Xunzhao asked coldly.

Chen Anping quickly lowered his head to prevent the other person from seeing his expression. "Besides the Huangsha Gang, the other gangs have also run into trouble. All their cash has been stolen."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xunzhao's face darkened further, and he clenched his teeth so tightly they made a grinding sound.

Before entering the Sanyin Temple, he was the chief constable of Guobei County, and all the local bullies and scoundrels had to pay him tribute.

One of his main sources of income was having various gangs lend money to him at exorbitant interest rates.

Now that he's been wiped out in one fell swoop, how could he not be seething with hatred?

That's all his money!

"Anything else?"

Chen Xunzhao remained expressionless. "Has the coroner's office examined the bodies of Sha Tongtian and the others?"

Chen Anping lowered his head and said, "We've examined them. They all died from heavy weapons, and most of them were killed with a single blow."

"And...and..."

"explain!"

“Moreover, the manner of their deaths is very similar to that of the Thirty-Six Bandits of Yandang Mountain, especially Sha Tongtian, who was very likely killed by the Great Vajra Pestle!” Chen Anping lowered his head even further.

"Good! Good! Good! Excellent!"

Chen Xunzhao's eyes turned cold, and his face twisted into a ferocious expression. "So that's why Zhang Xiuluo suddenly wanted to go on a business trip. He's got his eye on my wallet."

"So blatantly undisguised, do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Although Chen Anping did not say it explicitly, Chen Xunzhao immediately understood the unspoken meaning in his words.

"The Great Vajra Pestle" is the signature martial art of Zhang He, the "Eight-Armed Asura," who recently "happened" to be away from the temple.

Most importantly: they had just had a conflict not long ago, and today his entire fortune was confiscated.

Is it really such a coincidence?

If it wasn't Zhang He, it couldn't have been his cheap adopted son who sold ditches, could it?

"Zhang He has been trying to borrow money from people everywhere recently."

Chen Xunzhao suddenly changed the subject, "I heard it's for preparing a medicinal bath for his godson?"

Zhang He is indeed a tough nut to crack.

Even if there were evidence, let alone no evidence, he wouldn't dare to act rashly.

But that doesn't mean he has no way to retaliate!

"Hmm!" Chen Anping practically tucked his head into his crotch.

Chen Xunzhao took a deep breath and looked at Chen Anping, "The inner court assessment is about to begin. You know what to do, right?"

"Uncle, Uncle, I..."

After hesitating for a long time, Chen Anping finally gritted his teeth and said, "I know what to do!"

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