Chapter 236: Chapter 236: Ambush
Seeing Shuisheng in such a miserable state, Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.
Although Zhang Yuan didn’t regard Shuisheng as his apprentice,
he had a strong admiration for this diligent, hardworking, and clever young man.
In Shuisheng, Zhang Yuan saw many reflections of his own life.
He hadn’t anticipated that the other party would suffer such an undeserved disaster!
His eyes flashed, and he softly spoke to the rugged man with a bristly beard seated in the main seat, "Na your price."
Inside the room, there were more than a dozen people, all with fierce auras and nacing faces, clearly the type who live by the sword; most were Tier One and Tier Two Martial Artists.
Moreover, Zhang Yuan was also aware that outside the house, more people ard with knives and swords were lying in ambush.
The rugged man with a bristly beard sitting on the tiger-skin chair was the strongest among them all—at the pinnacle of Tier Three!
He was evidently the leader among these people.
This rugged man had dark skin and looked fierce, with a fish-skin eye patch over his left eye and a dark red scar on his right cheek.
The remaining eye glinted fiercely, and upon hearing Zhang Yuan’s words, he sneered, "Ha!"
The laugh carried a strong tease.
The n of the martial world standing by also displayed mocking smiles.
"You want
to set a price?"
The rugged man licked his lips and said, "First, tell , what are you willing to pay?"
He pointed at the unconscious Shuisheng, "As long as the price satisfies , letting this brat go is no problem."
Zhang Yuan nodded and then tossed the money bag he brought in front of him.
Bang!
The heavy bag hit the floor with a dull thud.
At the nod of the rugged man, a man in coarse clothes stepped forward to pick up the bag and untied the string.
The silver ingots inside were imdiately exposed.
The man in coarse clothes weighed it and said, "About a hundred and twenty taels, big brother."
"Just this little?"
The rugged man’s eyes suddenly turned fierce, "Are you trying to send off a beggar?"
Zhang Yuan replied calmly, "This is all I have on , how much more do you want?"
Before coming to the Great Dream Marsh, he knew silver notes weren’t commonly used, so he brought so gold and silver.
After spending a lot along the way, what’s left is all in this bag.
A hundred and twenty taels of silver is not a small amount; in a place like the Great Dream Marsh, it’s enough to buy several lives!
But the other party’s greed was clearly not easy to satisfy.
The rugged man stroked his beard, his eyes shifting, suddenly pointing at Zhang Yuan, "This knife looks nice, bring it over and let
have a look."
Zhang Yuan smiled.
The other party had good eyesight to notice the General-Slaying Saber he carried with him.
This knife was worth more than ten thousand taels of silver.
He asked lightly, "May I know your na?"
"Trying to figure
out?"
The rugged man chuckled and answered boldly, "It’s fine if I tell you. My na never changes; I am Pang Xiong, leader of the Brother Gang!"
"So it’s Master Pang."
Zhang Yuan smiled, "I’m quite curious, who gave you the courage to confront a Tier Four Martial Artist?"
Zhang Yuan was absolutely certain that these people were definitely targeting him!
He hadn’t heard of any Brother Gang before.
And yet, these people managed to occupy a Land Island and have dozens of Martial Artists under them, so their power wasn’t weak.
But the thing is, even the gang leader only has a Tier Three pinnacle cultivation.
So how many courage pills did Pang Xiong swallow to dare challenge a Tier Four like Zhang Yuan?
Most importantly, since arriving at the Great Dream Marsh, Zhang Yuan had remained extrely low-key, aside from keeping in touch with Chen Qi, and didn’t provoke any local powers.
So what was the Brother Gang after?
The mont Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Pang Xiong and his followers exchanged glances.
The next mont, they burst into laughter.
Their boisterous laughter almost blew off the roof!
Pang Xiong laughed so hard that tears ca out.
But as the object of ridicule, Zhang Yuan remained composed and unmoved.
Can Tier Two or Three Martial Artists deal with a Tier Four?
The answer is yes.
But only if there are enough low-tier Martial Artists, fearless to death, using numbers to exchange for victory.
Moreover, the Tier Four cannot run or be trapped without a way out.
Additionally, if they use underhanded and sinister tactics.
As they say, even a tiger could be caught napping; not just Tier Four, even Tier Five or Six could be ambushed without any defenses, suffering a downfall in a ditch.
Only those who enter the Tier Seven level can ensure they are never ambushed.
But Zhang Yuan’s situation was different.
As the laughter subsided, the room quieted again.
"Tier Four Martial Artist, I’m really scared to death!"
Pang Xiong sneered, "Zhang Liao, here today, even if you were a Tier Five True Essence, you’d still kneel and lick my feet obediently!"
At this mont, his confidence and triumph were at their peak.
Nearly lost in it!
Zhang Yuan looked around and focused on a Fish Lamp on the wall.
"Really?"
He asked, "Do you trust the effectiveness of the Gu Poison so much?"
Pang Xiong’s smile froze instantly, blurting out, "How did you know?"
The room was filled with a very faint fragrance.
The source of the fragrance was the Fish Lamp burning on the wall.
Fish oil mixed with a special Gu Poison!
This Gu Poison is extrely precious; its effect is to unconsciously dissipate the Dantian True Qi of a Qi Entry Realm Martial Artist.
Pang Xiong and his n were Entering Force Martial Artists below Tier Four.
The Gu Poison had no effect on them.
Seeing the other party’s cracked expression, Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but smile, "To want others not to know, unless Mo Wei doesn’t do it!"
Pang Xiong’s biggest mistake was sending people to monitor Zhang Yuan near the stilted houseboat.
As a result, Zhang Yuan discovered the clue and sent the Red-eyed Crow to track them all the way.
Locked onto the hideout.
Not only that, on the way here, Zhang Yuan used this advanced Servant Spirit to clearly hear the conversation between Pang Xiong and others in this room.
The Red-eyed Crow had extrely keen senses, currently hiding on a nearby tree!
He understood the enemy’s sinister plot.
Before stepping into this house, Zhang Yuan had already switched from external breathing to True Qi Internal Circulation, with Qi covering his entire body’s skin and mbranes.
With precautions beforehand, the Gu Poison naturally had no effect.
In fact, even if Zhang Yuan were truly affected by the Gu Poison, his cultivation regressed to before Tier Four.
He would still have no fear of these wolves!
"Kneel down!"
At this mont, a man responsible for controlling Shuisheng shouted harshly.
He drew a Long Blade simultaneously, pressing the blade against the youth’s neck, "Or I will kill..."
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