Chapter 261 - 257: The Sky is Changing Over Red Sun Province
Chapter 261: Chapter 257: The Sky is Changing Over Red Sun Province
What is a missile?
A missile is a flying weapon that can be directed to a specific target or can track a target’s movements. Their destructive power is terrifying. Missiles are propelled by their own power systems, and their flight paths are guided and controlled by a guidance system, directing the warhead to destroy the target. They are a type of precision-guided weapon, characterized by their long range, high speed, great precision, and immense power.
Beyond their use in actual combat, missiles serve as a powerful deterrent.
"They really do have missiles! Hahaha, this is perfect!" Ye Xing’s expression was ecstatic, his gaze burning as it fell upon the three missiles.
The three missiles were all mounted on three launch vehicles, taking up a considerable amount of space. A Lower-grade Qiankun Bag definitely didn’t have enough room for them.
Ye Xing immediately took out the Upper-grade Qiankun Bag he had obtained from the Daluo Sect’s treasure. The space inside an Upper-grade Qiankun Bag was enormous—forget three missiles, it could easily hold thirty.
Opening the Upper-grade Qiankun Bag, he stored all three missiles inside.
"Done. This trip was well worth it. I actually managed to get three missiles!" Ye Xing was in high spirits as he put the Qiankun Bag away.
Nearby, the terrorist leader’s eyes were wide with utter shock and disbelief. He had personally witnessed Ye Xing put the three missiles into the Qiankun Bag. Yes, a small cloth pouch no bigger than his palm had swallowed all three massive missiles whole. ’This is the kind of power you only hear about in legends, something only a god could do!’
"Alright, you can die now."
The terrorist leader was still in a state of extreme shock when a cold voice suddenly spoke. The next moment, with a SWISH, a single coin shot through his skull, and blood began to trickle out.
’The magic of the Qiankun Bag can’t be witnessed by just anyone. Since he saw it, he has to die. Besides, this terrorist leader has harmed the innocent and killed countless people. He deserved death from the start.’ For either reason, Ye Xing had to kill him.
Leaving the hidden room, Ye Xing found dozens of terrorists lying limply in the outer basement. The eyes of these vicious criminals were now all fixed in terror on the young man emerging from the darkness.
Ye Xing’s cold gaze swept over the terrorists, and he pulled a handful of coins from his pocket.
The next moment—
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Coin after coin shot from Ye Xing’s fingertips, whistling toward the terrorists.
"AHH!" SPLAT!
SPLAT!
The shrill screams were cut short abruptly. In less than the time it takes to draw two breaths, Ye Xing had killed every terrorist in the base. Bodies lay scattered across the ground, blood trickling from their wounds and pooling on the floor in a crimson tide.
"This base must have a lot of weapons hidden inside. I might as well collect them all and save myself some money." With a glint in his eye, Ye Xing immediately began opening the stone rooms within the base.
Before long, he found the armory. He also discovered over a hundred million in funds, including gold bars and cash. Ye Xing didn’t hesitate, stuffing it all away.
He opened one stone room after another. Ye Xing searched with incredible speed, and in just a few moments, he had gone through more than half the rooms in the base.
CRASH!
Ye Xing sent a flying kick, smashing open another sealed room.
A curse immediately sounded from within.
The secret room turned out to be a prison cell. Locked inside was a handsome white man with a high-bridged nose. It was clear he hadn’t been able to take care of himself for some time; his hair was a mess, and he wore handcuffs and shackles that clinked with his slightest movement.
As Ye Xing entered the room, both he and the white man were taken aback. Ye Xing was surprised to find someone imprisoned here. The white man, on the other hand, was stunned by the sudden appearance of a young Asian man in the terrorist base—he didn’t look like one of the terrorists. The man had assumed it was another one of his captors, which was why he had cursed, never expecting to see a young Asian man walk in.
"Are you Chinese?" the white man asked.
"I am." Ye Xing nodded slightly.
"That’s great! You’re not one of these damn terrorists, are you? How did you get in? Did my father send a team to attack this place?" the white man asked joyfully, speaking fluent Chinese. He seemed to be proficient in multiple languages, a highly-educated intellectual.
"My name is Ili Saudi. You can call me Ili. It’s a pleasure to meet you," the white man, Ili Saudi, said, extending his hand for a handshake.
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「Martial Arts Continent」
Red Sun Province was one of the thirteen provinces of the Southern Tang Country, and Chiyang City was its capital.
At dawn, the gates of the Red Sun Main City swung open. An army of one hundred thousand marched out in a mighty procession, charging toward Sunset City, Phoenix Town, and the White Cloud Mountain area.
Dust billowed and killing intent filled the air wherever the army passed. A commotion of this scale could not escape the notice of the great families and Major Sects, and news instantly spread in all directions.
"What? A treasure of a million Gold Coins? Where?"
"It’s in the hands of Ye Xing, the City Lord of White Cloud!"
"White Cloud? Never heard of it. Some backwater town, is it? And who’s this Ye Xing? Just some nobody?"
"A million Gold Coins... If we could get our hands on a fortune like that, our Zheng Family would instantly become a First-Class family in the Southern Tang Country!"
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"White Cloud is just a newly-built little town. That Ye Xing is so young, how strong can he be? He’s just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!"
"Our Wang Family might as well go try our luck. Let’s head for White Cloud! Remember, don’t clash with the army directly. We’ll just wait for the city to fall and fish in troubled waters."
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"Well, well, if it isn’t the Huainan Three Heroes. You’re only at the Martial Arts Sixth Realm. Surely you’re not going to White Cloud to fight for the treasure, too? Hahaha! No matter how weak Lord White Cloud is, there’s no way he can’t even handle the three of you!"
"Hehe, we three brothers wouldn’t dare dream of getting the million-Gold-Coin treasure. But we’ve heard that White Cloud is quite rich. When the city falls, we can slip in and do some looting. We’re sure to get some leftovers. Who knows, maybe we’ll even snatch the City Lord’s wife to take home for some fun."
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"This is an opportunity for our Blazing Fire Sect to rise! Elders, follow me to White Cloud at once!"
"Hurry! A treasure worth a million Gold Coins has appeared in White Cloud! Go now!"
"Giddyap!" CLOP CLOP CLOP!
CLOP CLOP CLOP!
"Faster! We have to get into White Cloud and seize the treasure before the hundred-thousand-strong army arrives!"
A million Gold Coins. It was a staggering fortune, enough to make anyone see red and lose all reason. As the news spread, the entire Red Sun Province was thrown into turmoil. Countless forces from the various great families and Major Sects surged toward White Cloud from every direction, pouring in along all the major roads.
(Second Chapter of the day. To be continued tomorrow!)