Chapter 46

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The venerables of the three families inside the Yitian Blood Prison, who had witnessed all the scenes, were so flabbergasted that they could only burst into hollow laughter.

The most intense reaction came not from the Jia family of the Sword Deity, but from the Sima family.

-What kind of madman is that!

-He dares to show such a despicable act in front of his own master!

-Does he dare to sell his master's legacy for money!

Strictly speaking, the sword marks of the Sword General are not those of the Sword Deity.

He talks big without even knowing!

Just as Zhaohui was about to scold the Sima venerables with a tone mixed with annoyance, Sima Yi, who had examined Zhaohui's memories, was shocked again.

-What! A madman!

He finally saw it too.

How Zhaohui, who arrived in the Central Plains with only two testicles, grew the Iron Defense and what methods he used to gain the assistance of the Nangong family.

After expanding the Great Merchant Association and swallowing the commercial sector of Hefei, the process of bringing down the Black Heaven Alliance in Jiangxi was truly ruthless and meticulous.

Even Sima Yi, who was known for his strategic and tactical skills comparable to Zhuge Wuhou, found Zhaohui's schemes incomparably different from those of a normal human.

The absolute ruler of the commercial sector spanning two provinces.

Coupled with the formidable influence in the martial world as a disciple of the Sword Deity.

And what else? The Heavenly Demon with the power of life and death over ten thousand followers?

No matter how much luck he had, it was impossible to believe that he achieved all this in less than ten years.

If possible, Sima Jiang, who was responsible for the current generation of the Sima family, wanted to shout out immediately.

Do not oppose this madman.

If the Sima family becomes an enemy of such a formidable person, its existence cannot be guaranteed.

The other Sima venerables, who had also examined Zhaohui's memories, were shouting in shock or letting out hollow laughter.

-Ha ha ha...!

-He is truly a madman!

Zhaohui's declaration to turn the Sword Deity's tomb into a tourist attraction was just the tip of the iceberg when considering his actions so far.

Using the Absolute Scripture's martial arts to destroy only the warehouses of the Black Heaven Alliance, and during this process, using only the Nangong family's martial arts to divert all attention to the Heaven Sword Hero.

Using the Ghost Spirit's martial arts to make the enemy misinterpret it as an invisible poison, and then giving them the usual nourishing supplements as antidotes.

The eloquence that convinced the proud experts of the Tang family and turned the high-ranking officials of the Wulin Alliance, who had experienced countless battles, into fools!

His methods of manipulation seemed otherworldly.

His remarkable improvisation and eloquence, along with the precise psychological warfare he employed, were like a textbook of strategy and wisdom.

To put it mildly, everyone around Zhaohui, except for him, seemed like fools.

How could they all be so helpless in front of Zhaohui, to the point of being stunned?

And the strongest fool among them was opening his mouth again.

"Then, will all the profits go to the Jia Family Merchant Association?"

Suddenly, Wu Huang's voice cut in, and a look of surprise flashed across Zhaohui's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I will give half of the profits to the Alliance."

Wu Huang's eyes became crystal clear.

Indeed, the one who operates and dominates the Central Plains martial world with nearly half of the profits.

"Three-tenths! No more. We must consider the not-so-wealthy martial artists. We will charge the lowest possible admission fees."

"Half."

Zhaohui's face showed shock.

What a thief's mentality!

The Jia Family Merchant Association will do all the hard work, and you want to take half of the profits?

"Isn't that too much? Where is your conscience?"

Wu Huang smiled and said in his usual deep voice.

"Merchants talking about conscience is like a drunkard criticizing a scholar. Do you know what I trust the least in this world? The words of a merchant who claims to have no profit."

"..."

Indeed, Wu Huang was not to be underestimated.

But suddenly, Zhaohui smiled brightly and readily accepted Wu Huang's demand.

"Fine, half. I will give it to the Alliance."

"Hmm?"

Wu Huang's face showed surprise, as he did not expect the negotiation to end so easily.

"Are you giving half?"

An unreasonable demand.

He made the demand with the intention of testing, but Zhaohui accepted it?

Wu Huang had no idea what Zhaohui was up to.

"Even if the Jia Family Merchant Association is weak, what can we do against the request of the Wu Lin Alliance, or rather, Wu Huang? We can only cooperate."

With such a response from Zhaohui, Wu Huang felt an overwhelming sense of discomfort.

"We have no choice but to cover various costs. We will only be listed as a cooperative merchant. Since the Alliance, which will take half of the business profits, is the main organizer, please stamp the Alliance's seal on the admission tickets."

Only then did Wu Huang realize Zhaohui's intention, and his face twisted unpleasantly.

If the Alliance is to take half of the business profits, then the Alliance must be the clear organizer of turning the Sword Deity's tomb into a tourist attraction and collecting admission fees.

But what kind of place is the Wu Lin Alliance?

The sky of the righteous martial world, the protector of martial justice.

If the noble Wu Lin Alliance is rumored to be selling the tomb of a great master for money?

"Haha..."

Wu Huang had to admit that the young man in front of him was not to be underestimated.

"I will take one-tenth."

Zhaohui nodded as if he had expected it.

"Understood."

At that moment, Duan Baiwu, the inspector of the Wu Lin Alliance, hurriedly approached Wu Huang, who was frowning and swallowing his frustration, and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing everything Duan Baiwu had to say, Wu Huang looked at the Sima family's procession with wide eyes.

Rustle, rustle.

It seemed that some commotion had occurred.

Soon, Wu Huang, with a serious expression, turned to Zhaohui and spoke.

"Is the descendant of the Northern Sea here?"

"Ah!"

Zhaohui knew what had happened between the Sima family and Han Xueyan without seeing it.

The Sima family and the Northern Sea Ice Palace were mortal enemies who could not coexist under the same sky!

Sure enough, a powerful aura of intent was rapidly forming at the front of the Sima family's procession.

The intense aura of intent, filled with anger, belonged to Sima Jiang.

"That brat."

Zhaohui's figure vanished, and Wu Huang and Zixia Sword City's figure also blurred simultaneously.

Zhaohui, who appeared in front of Sima Jiang, dissolved the aura of intent and shone with a fierce gaze.

"What are you trying to do?"

Sima Jiang, still holding the intent in his fists, spoke through gritted teeth.

"Bringing the descendants of the Ice Queen to the Central Plains, what are you up to?"

"I don't care if she's a descendant of the Ice Queen. She's just a section chief of the Jia Family Merchant Association. Put away your murderous intent."

Sima Jiang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you not from the Central Plains? Even if the world has been peaceful for a long time, do you really not know what happened between the Northern Sea and the Central Plains?"

"Ah, are you talking about the incident where they stripped a woman naked and tied her to the streets of Jingzhou to starve to death? Or are you referring to the massacre of Northern Sea people, even those who knew nothing about martial arts?"

"Brat! Since you didn't mention the slaughter caused by the Northern Sea in the Central Plains first, you must be one of their lackeys!"

Zhaohui burst into laughter.

Sima Jiang was the most despicable and unprincipled among the absolute experts he had encountered.

Even the evil Black Heaven Great Killer of the Black Heaven Alliance had a certain dignity.

But this Sima Jiang, despite being an absolute expert on par with Wu Huang, acted like a child in every situation.

This is why the indoor Lu Bu is terrifying.

Thinking about how he grew up within the family's confines, brainwashed with the belief that "our family is the best in the Central Plains" and "we are the descendants of the martial gods who ended the Northern Sea War," Zhaohui shuddered.

In the end, Zhaohui had no choice but to play his prepared card.

"Please leave the Jia Family Merchant Association."

"…What do you mean by that?"

"Why are you still in front of me when you didn't receive an invitation to the Jia Family Merchant Association?"

Are you talking about invitations in front of the Sima family?

Judging from his loud voice, it was clear that he was intentionally trying to embarrass the gathered martial arts dignitaries.

Just as a powerful aura was about to emanate from Sima Jiang, Zixia Sword City, who could no longer bear to watch, finally spoke up.

"Boundless Buddha, Lord Sima, please calm down."

Faced with the stern warning from the world's greatest, Sima Jiang had no choice but to frown deeply.

He was the only expert who could see through the essence of the situation in this gathering.

But he was still a Sima.

No matter how great the Huashan Mountain might be, the name of a martial god would never bow.

"Is Huashan also willing to side with the Northern Sea?"

Zixia Sword City, Duan Qianyang, sighed.

"Boundless Buddha, that is not the case. Our sect is currently concerned about the safety of the Sima family."

"The safety of the Sima family?"

Are you saying that if I don't accept your mediation, Huashan will attack the Sima family?

Just as Sima Jiang was about to roar, a refined aura of intent whispered in his ear.

"Do not be deceived by appearances and miss the essence. He has achieved the true realm of the Sword Deity, the Natural Sword, and is a supreme sage."

What? Natural Sword?

And a sage?

Sima Jiang looked at Zhaohui with a shocked expression.

No matter how he looked, there was no doubt about it.

Having experienced the absolute realm of the Martial Ancestor, it was a statement he could not accept.

He was still at the initial stage of the Absolute Realm.

If not for the enlightenment that lasted three months, brought about by the supreme aura of intent shown by the Martial Ancestor, the Boundless realm would have been a dream.

How could this young, inexperienced person have