Volume 3: The Demon Cult Advances Eastward Chapter 142: Excalibur Villa Retreats North
Cuiyun Peak.
Green water lake.
On this day, in the Excalibur Villa, many of the upright sects and the heads of the major martial arts families in Jiangnan were ready to face a powerful enemy.
People were deployed on the mountain and below, all holding swords, ready to move, as if waiting for something, with tense and solemn expressions. Not to mention the men, even the old, weak, women and children in the Divine Sword Villa were holding weapons, ready to live and die with the Xie family, and the atmosphere of killing was everywhere.
Who could have imagined that in just less than a month, the "World Alliance" would sweep across the Jiangnan martial arts world with great force, sweeping across land and sea. Wherever it passed, all kinds of people bowed their heads. In the blink of an eye, only his Xie family was left trapped on Lonely Mountain.
Now, both the "Golden Money Gang" and the "Blue Dragon Society" are plotting against the remnants of and are fighting each other. Moreover, the headquarters of the two major forces are both in the north. The gang members can advance or retreat, or stay out of it, but his "Excalibur Villa" has no way to retreat.
With our foundation in the south, how can we retreat? We can only fight a desperate battle to fight against the "World Alliance".
Xie Wangsun never dreamed that the Demon Cult's eastward advance would end up like this. Qiu Xiaolou failed miserably, but Li Muchan rose up overnight.
Such momentum reminded him of Shangguan Jinhong back then. That man was also like bamboo shoots that have sprung up after the rain, or like a dazzling rainbow. He dominated the north and south in one day, was unrivaled, and dominated the world.
Li Muchan perfectly replicated the scene from that year, and was even more powerful.
Although the "Money Gang" was powerful, no other force could rival it at that time; although the "World Alliance" only controlled half of the world, it rose from the suppression of several major forces and was unstoppable.
This man was a small figure at the mercy of others four years ago, but now he is in power and has become the leader of the underworld, the lord of the waterways, and a giant in the green forest. Who can believe it?
This man is not only ambitious, but also popular.
It's not that his Shenjian Villa didn't take any action, but the momentum of the "World Alliance" was too strong and at its peak. Many forces only heard of it and rushed to join it without even seeing it, and they were eager to surrender. It was not their turn at all.
The most incredible thing is that when the "World Alliance" swept across the south of the Yangtze River, there was little bloodshed and fierce fighting was even rarer.
As a result , even if they wanted to find an excuse to start a war, they had no reason to do so. They felt extremely frustrated and could only retreat step by step, trapped on an isolated mountain.
Seeing his old friend Xie Wangsun with a sad face, "Jiangnan Hero" Murong Zheng sighed secretly. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew that "Excalibur Villa" had no hope of dominating.
This situation is entirely due to the reputation accumulated by the "Ghost Prince" and his ability to "control ghosts and communicate with gods."
How many people dream of squeezing into the money empire created by this man.
In the past, Li Muchan was hunted down by two forces and joined the Demon Sect. Naturally, those people did not dare to think about him anymore. But now the situation has changed. The "World Alliance" dominates the south of the Yangtze River and sweeps across both land and water. Everything is justified.
In addition, the leader of the alliance paved the way with gold and silver, giving enough face to all parties. In the eyes of most people, this was not a catastrophe in the martial arts world, but a great thing.
In this way, they became the bad guys. No matter how powerful Xie Xiaofeng was, he was powerless in such a situation.
suddenly.
"Master!"
A member of the Xie family came from a distance.
Everyone's spirits lifted and they all looked over.
Xie Wangsun said in a deep voice: "But Li Muchan has entered the city? How many troops have come?"
The Xie family member seemed to be hesitant to speak, and stammered: "Master, Li Muchan he...he..."
Xie Wangsun glared and scolded: "Stop dilly-dallying, speak now!"
Then the Xie family member whispered, "Master, Li Muchan went straight to Qinhuai River after entering Jinling City. He and his men also went into the city to rest. He also said that he would have a big feast tonight and would not return until he was drunk."
Xie Wangsun seemed not to understand at first. He was stunned for a moment, then his face instantly turned dark and ugly, with a strange blush on his face. He shouted angrily: "This brat is too much. How dare he look down on my Divine Sword Villa like this?"
Fortunately, they had been waiting here for a long time, but they didn't expect that Li Muchan actually ignored them.
Someone couldn't stand this kind of humiliation and suggested, "Oh, I'm so angry, thank you, Master. In my opinion, why don't we take the initiative to attack and kill him quickly?"
Upon hearing this, all the white forces and the leaders of several sects fell silent.
They are not like those evil ways that require a legitimate reason for everything. This "World Alliance" has a strange style of doing things, they don't kill, rob, or force others, and now all forces are scrambling to curry favor with them. If they really want to provoke a dispute first, regardless of the outcome, Li Muchan doesn't even need to take action, those big and small forces will come to him.
In addition, each company does not want to damage its hard-earned reputation.
At this moment, a manager from "Qixingtang" hurried over.
Murong Zheng was stunned: "Uncle Xu, why are you here?"
The old steward looked nervous. He pulled Murong Zheng aside and whispered, "Master, it's bad. We lost most of our business overnight. Several businesses said they would cut ties with us. Even the rice shop won't sell us rice. The canal transportation is blocked. The escort agency won't accept our business. When I came here, the old man scolded you, saying you were an unfilial son and told you to go back quickly. The people from the Tianxia League are still drinking tea in the mansion."
The old steward's voice was not loud, but it could not escape the ears of everyone present.
After hearing these words, the expressions of the group of people became strange. They became stiff and wooden, and some even gritted their teeth. They looked at each other in silence.
They knew that Li Muchan was imaginative and liked to take unconventional approaches, but this was too unconventional.
Shouldn't the struggle in the martial arts world be about swords and sabers, and fights for life and death?
A group of people who have been in the underworld for many years were all staring at each other at this moment.
I've seen all kinds of strange tricks, but this is the first time I've seen something so strange.
This is like removing the fuel from under the cauldron.
They fight to the death, contend for fame and fortune, to expand their own family. But when they turn around, their family business is about to be lost. Who can remain calm?
Murong Zheng remained expressionless for a long time. Finally, he gave a wry smile and sighed, bowed helplessly to Xie Wangsun, turned around and led the Murong family away quickly.
Others also had a bad feeling in their hearts.
As expected, one after another, people from some well-known and large families came, all of them had sad faces, and their words were almost the same as those of the old steward.
Li Muchan now sweeps across the south of the Yangtze River. He is the chief boss of 79 waterways, and he also commands the Green Forest Road. He controls several major business companies and controls the canal and freight transportation. Even the 36 major escort agencies have to obey his orders, and all the big bandits and pirates have to act according to his wishes. He has simply grasped the lifeline of all the major families.
Watching his allies leave one after another, Xie Wangsun staggered, his face turned from blue to white, and from white to red, his throat moved, and he opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Li Muchan's move was truly ruthless, killing without shedding blood. Unfortunately, after several generations of planning and operation, the Xie family did not lose in a fair contest, but lost to human calculations. They failed at the last moment and lost miserably.
"This ghost prince is truly terrifying. He controls people's hearts and minds, and drives the general trend. We didn't even see him, but we were defeated miserably."
The leaders of several sects sighed when they saw this situation, knowing that the situation was hopeless.
In this situation, there is no need for the "World Alliance" to take action. The "Excalibur Villa" is isolated and helpless. It will collapse over time without any attack.
"Thank you, Master Manor. Now we can only retreat to the north temporarily."
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On the Qinhuai River.
In a luxurious pleasure boat, Li Muchan, wearing a sable fur coat, sat sideways on an armchair, listening to the reports from his subordinates without any surprise in his eyes.
He held up the wine glass, raised his throat and drank it all, then sat casually and lazily, arrogantly and recklessly, and said slowly: "I just want to force them to retreat to the north."
The north wind was whirling outside the boat, and the aroma of wine was wafting inside the boat.
The curtains are covered with red skirts, and the music is soft and gentle.
In the field, a woman in red danced and circled to the tune, like a flying bird or a snow-white dove, light, moving, weak and charming.
"This move by the leader is really brilliant. He uses his power to bully others and his numbers to bully the few. The Divine Sword Villa has many experts, but even with the Third Young Master, it is difficult for him to be proud of himself. Didn't he leave in disgrace anyway?"
"That's right, haha. The leader is a genius. Looking at the world, there are few people who can be compared with him."
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Looking at the venue again, it was filled with gangsters and martial arts heroes.
Seeing that most people had arrived, Li Muchan waved his hand to signal the dancers to leave, and the music also faded away.
But everyone looked at each other, then stood up, saluted, bowed their heads and said in unison: "We are here to see the leader!"
Li Muchan stood up, smiled, straightened his mink coat, raised his glass to signal, raised his head and said softly: "Gentlemen, drink this glass to the full!"
