Chapter 65: Gangs, Not Just About Fighting and Killing

"Body Cultivator!"

"Brother Wang, you're actually a Body Cultivator!"

The crowd was gradually dispersing through various exits.

Luo Chen followed the crowd from the Broken Mountain Gang, expressing his admiration enthusiastically.

Wang Yuan still looked uninterested, as if the powerful and victorious figure he had displayed under the watchful eyes of the crowd was not him at all.

The surrounding gang members also looked at him with admiration, just like Luo Chen.

Body Cultivators were known as Body Refiners in ancient times, and they were as famous as Qi Refiners, the ancient term for cultivators.

However, with the passage of time and the rapid development of magical artifacts, talismans, and array formations, Body Refiners gradually declined.

Now, when some cultivators occasionally display powerful physical abilities, it is merely a secondary cultivation.

Even if they are a bit more orthodox, they are only referred to as Body Cultivators.

However, even so, Body Cultivators are not a realm that ordinary cultivators can touch.

The resources required to temper the body are far beyond what ordinary people can afford.

No one expected that Wang Yuan would quietly take this path.

However, from what can be seen so far, he is not following the pure path of a Body Refiner, and his combat techniques still bear the shadow of cultivators.

Faced with Luo Chen's amazement, Wang Yuan suddenly sighed.

Luo Chen was puzzled and asked curiously, "Brother Wang, why are you sighing? You won, and you won so decisively that you even left a name on the Genius List."

Beside him, Zeng Wen also said with a smile, "Yeah, maybe when you leave Phoenix Mountain, a cultivator from Jade Peak Sword Sect will invite you to join them."

Wang Yuan just shook his head.

He looked at Luo Chen, "Come with me to the headquarters later. As my only little brother, you should also be introduced to others."

"Okay, okay."

Luo Chen nodded repeatedly. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of Gao Tingyuan.

He also had a background and connections now!

Brother Wang was so strong, strong enough to crush a demon cultivator who could be compared to a sword cultivator.

The Broken Mountain Gang was also very strong, winning five out of nine battles, and they were likely to enter a new phase of rapid development.

This was great, and he, Luo Chen, could also benefit from it.

For a long time, Luo Chen had been struggling alone, with no one to guide or support him, making his cultivation journey extremely difficult.

He wanted to join a cultivation family or sect, but he was afraid of becoming a tool.

Now, things were different.

Although Brother Wang was a bit cold, he had a grand vision and a broad mind.

With his protection, and with his own cunning, he should be able to thrive!

While lost in these thoughts, the group left Phoenix Mountain and arrived outside the Jade Peak Sword Pavilion in the inner city.

The scene outside was chaotic.

"Seven hundred, I won seven hundred spirit stones!"

"Rich, I'm rich now."

"What heart-devouring tiger, I shouldn't have bet everything!"

"Broken Mountain Gang won, I lost, and now I might have to go mine for the Li family."

"Years of savings, all gone, wailing."

"Wang Yuan, may you die a thousand deaths!"

The person closest to them was holding a betting token, crying and cursing Wang Yuan.

Coincidentally, Wang Yuan was right there.

As the person cursed, he was forced to stop, trying to force a smile, but it ended up looking more like a grimace.

Luo Chen had no sympathy at this moment.

Gamblers deserve no mercy.

He, who trusted his brother the most, didn't even place a bet.

The mountains were green, and the trees were lush.

Bamboo and wooden houses were scattered like stars on a chessboard.

In the center was a huge pavilion.

In front of the pavilion, a square paved with green stone slabs was as large as half of the Dao Discussion Platform.

This was Luo Chen's first visit to the Broken Mountain Gang.

The scene made him doubt if it was the right place.

Shouldn't it be a fortress with towers, weapons lined up, and a grand appearance?

Why did it look so serene?

But thinking about it being a cultivator's organization, it made sense.

Fighting to the death was for gaining cultivation resources outside.

At home, there should be an atmosphere for cultivators to cultivate quietly.

Following Wang Yuan and others into the headquarters, he didn't say much, just looking around curiously.

During this time, Uncle Mi Hua appeared, arranged the funeral and aftermath for the fallen cultivators, and then hurriedly disappeared.

It was said that he went to negotiate the subsequent waterway transportation with the Great River Gang.

In the evening, Uncle Mi Hua returned to the headquarters with an excited look.

A banquet was set up, drinks were poured, and they celebrated the victory!

Tables and tables of dishes filled with spiritual energy were served. Those eligible to attend the banquet were almost all late-stage Qi Refiners.

There were more than two hundred people.

There were a few mid-stage Qi Refiners like Luo Chen, mostly family members of the gang members.

He blended in, though somewhat noticeable, but not out of place.

Many people knew he was Brother Wang Yuan's little brother.

Today, Wang Yuan won the final battle, a great contributor to the Broken Mountain Gang, and everyone was willing to give him face.

Naturally, they would also give Luo Chen face out of respect for Wang Yuan.

The celebration lasted until late at night.

Uncle Mi Hua was about to hold an internal meeting, so Luo Chen couldn't attend.

Wang Yuan found him, "Are you going back to the inner city, or staying here for the night?"

No need to ask, who would walk at night?

Although there were patrol teams in the outer city before, now that the grand opening ceremony was over, it was said that the Jade Peak Sword Sect's Golden Core Elder was about to return to the sect.

It was uncertain whether the patrol teams in the outer city would continue.

"Brother, go and come back soon. I'll sleep with you tonight!"

"Get lost!"

Wang Yuan laughed and scolded, then left.

After he left, Luo Chen was led by a gang member to a residence where Wang Yuan stayed.

"Usually, Guardian Wang doesn't stay here, only occasionally when he participates in gang affairs."

"What should I call you, Daoist friend?"

Luo Chen smiled at the man in front of him, who was only at the fourth level of Qi Refinement, one level lower than him.

Such a person, in the talent-rich Broken Mountain Gang, was at the bottom, slightly better off than the outer members at the initial stage of Qi Refinement.

"My name is Lu Yancai."

Luo Chen warmly shook his hands, "Daoist Lu, nice to meet you!"

Seemingly unaccustomed to such warmth, Lu Yancai was awkward, unsure whether to pull his hands away or not.

This was Guardian Wang's only little brother!

No one expected that Wang Yuan, who used to handle dirty work for the Broken Mountain Gang, would rise so quickly.

First, he achieved great feats in the conflict with the Great River Gang, then was promoted to Guardian, and now he had publicly slain a demon cultivator, becoming famous.

Even the Genius List on the Dao Discussion Platform had a place for him.

Luo Chen didn't let him be awkward for long, quickly withdrawing his hands.

As they walked, he asked about the Broken Mountain Gang.

"The Broken Mountain Gang is so prosperous, you must have a good life, right?"

"The glory belongs to Guardian Wang and Hall Master Luo. We, the small cultivators, just huddle together for warmth, seeking a stable cultivation environment."

"Aren't there regular hunting trips to the mountains? With experts protecting, the harvest should be good, right?"

"It's just enough to get by. The beasts in the mountains are more ferocious. Encountering a second-stage beast often results in heavy losses. If we're unlucky and encounter a third-stage beast, it's usually a total loss."

Luo Chen's eyes twitched.

So, the Broken Mountain Gang wasn't easy to join either!

The glory was for the high-ups, but the danger was for the little brothers.

If he joined, he would likely have to participate in those dangerous tasks.

This wouldn't do. Although he wasn't afraid of fighting, he should have a certain level of strength to crush opponents and beasts.

After a brief analysis, Luo Chen felt even more awkward.

Wang Yuan was very strong, but he had clearly been low-key for years, with no followers.

Others would give him face, and occasionally give him face, but when real issues arose, he couldn't avoid them.

If there were internal conflicts, he would likely become a scapegoat.

Luo Chen even regretted coming here.

However, he was also a person who could find joy in hardship and adapt quickly.

Since he was here, he should find something beneficial for himself.

"Daoist Lu, I've heard that the Broken Mountain Gang has a Seven Tigers Hall besides the headquarters?"

Lu Yancai casually replied, "Yes, it's divided into seven halls."

"Is there any difference? Is it based on people or jobs?"

Jobs?

Lu Yancai blinked but quickly understood the term.

He smiled, "There are differences in division. Three of the seven halls are responsible for combat, against people and beasts. The other four halls handle mining and transportation, herbal collection and processing, personnel and merit, and beast herding."

Luo Chen's eyes lit up!

A cultivation gang is indeed not just about fighting and killing!

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