Only family members know their own business. Duger has done much more than Gao Yong and others imagined.
Throughout history, no established old power has ever been willing to witness the rise of an emerging force.
The cake is only so big, and the rise of emerging forces is bound to shake their interests.
What's more, Duger stepped on their faces and poached their people, which no one would tolerate.
Justice and morality
The one with the bigger fist has the final say.
If it were just Duger alone, the problem that Gao Yong and others were worried about would indeed be a problem. No matter how strong a person's personal strength is, he cannot fight against the entire world.
Duger can kill one or two masters, but that’s all. Once the three sects and five factions react, he alone won’t be able to protect the Peacekeeping Gang.
Once the Peacekeeping Gang is disbanded, Luyang City will be in chaos. By then, his basic base will be shattered, his personal attributes will decline, and he will surely be unable to turn things around and rise again, and will subsequently be eliminated.
But it’s different with Feng Zhong. His gossipy tongue can perfectly muddy the waters of the entire martial arts world, leaving the three sects and five schools unable to deal with him.
Doug firmly believed that if he was given enough time, he would have the opportunity to defeat the three sects and five schools one by one.
As long as the Peacekeeping Gang devours the assets of one or two large sects, no one in the world will be able to shake his position.
Therefore, as soon as Luyang City was stabilized, Du Ge instructed Feng Zhong to write many rumor-mongering letters and send them to various sects.
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"The Snow Mountain Sect and the Blood Knife Sect intend to attack the Central Plains and seize the Martial Saint's legacy. The Emei Sect may be the traitor."
"The unknown ancestor of Taishan Sect died on Mount Huashan, and it is suspected that he left behind a copy of the Returning Bird Sword Technique, which was accidentally picked up by the first disciple of Huashan Sect."
"The second disciple of Kunlun Sect discovered a mysterious inscription in the Sutra Cave. The inscription was left by Kunlun Cangyun Sou, who claimed to be able to destroy all martial arts in the world."
"The eldest son of the leader of the Green Dragon Clan looks very similar to the leader of the Beggar Clan. He is suspected to be the illegitimate son of Beggar Clan leader Xie Lin."
"A thousand-year-old blood ginseng appeared on the golden summit of the Emei Sect. Eating it can increase your strength by a hundred years."
"When the disciple Shihong of the Divine Fist visited the Qiao family, he took away the Thirty-Six Moves of the Flower Garden. Hidden in the gap was the Yin-Yang Sutra, a unique skill that the martial saint Qiao He learned in his later years..."
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It takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it.
In the past, these rumors that were created out of thin air would at most be laughed off when spread, and would not even cause a ripple.
But with Feng Zhong's gossipy tongue, the information he spreads will definitely be verified once it is received by the parties involved.
Feng Zhong enjoyed spreading rumors very much. After sending the letters out, he happily waited for the profits every day.
Like Wang San, he also felt that meeting Feng Qi was his greatest blessing. The keyword "moving" was indeed very concealed, but it was not easy to succeed.
After all, once the major forces in the underworld succeed in debunking the rumor, they will inevitably investigate him as the rumormonger.
It was like he had stirred up trouble for the Feng family and the Iron Palm Gang and ran away the first moment.
No matter who benefits or who suffers from the gossip he spreads, both parties will think of him as the instigator.
Moreover, he had to spread the gossip himself, so writing letters and publishing notices were the safest ways.
If he really had to go and provoke them face to face, he would probably have been detained immediately, and the letter he wrote would not be able to withstand investigation. But it would be different with Feng Qi's protection. Even if he turned the underworld upside down, he would not be in any danger.
If the sky falls, Feng Qi will be there to hold it up. As long as Feng Qi is not dead, he will have nothing to worry about.
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After sending Gao Yong and the others away, Du Ge and the other two evil sources entered a leisurely time to enjoy their lives, drinking tea, practicing martial arts, checking the demons around them, and quietly waiting for the rivers and lakes to become chaotic. In ancient times, the carriages were slow and the distances were long, so it took a certain amount of time for information to ferment and spread.
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Two days later.
Luyang City.
Qiu Muqian was wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes and was sitting at a roadside stall eating noodles with an ordinary-looking old man. She obviously had no appetite. She picked up a few noodles, but put them back before putting them into her mouth. She looked around from time to time with a frown on her face.
She successfully invited Tong Shihong over, but the situation after returning to Luyang City was obviously different from what she had imagined. She didn't understand how Feng Qi could have caused so many troubles in just three days. Not only was her own brother kidnapped, but even the Taotie showed up.
"Mu Qian, calm your mind. Once your mind is disturbed, you can't accomplish anything." The old man opposite savoured the ordinary bowl of noodles and said slowly, "When eating noodles, martial artists must always ensure their physical strength."
"Yeah." Qiu Muqian responded, lowered her head and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles, then couldn't help but raise her head, "Uncle Tong, are you not angry at all? Feng Qi killed Master He!"
"He killed my people and threw a basin of dirty water on my face. Of course I'm angry." Tong Shihong was like a simple old farmer, mixing the noodles and the stew with chopsticks. "But the angrier you are, the more you can't mess around. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can win every battle. Whether it's threats or inducements, Feng Qi has made such a big name in just a few days, which is enough to prove that he is more powerful than you say. If you deal with such a person, once you get anxious, you will be on the verge of failure."
Looking at the dazed Qiu Muqian, he smiled and simply put down his chopsticks: "Muqian, think about it carefully. When Feng Qi pointed his sword at your father, did you really not have any way to rescue your father? Under the circumstances at that time, Feng Qi should not have had the intention to kill, otherwise, your father would not be alive today."
“…” Qiu Muqian was stunned.
"At that time, when you saw Yuan Lang being pointed at with a sword, all of you lost your composure and followed Feng Qi's lead step by step." Tong Shihong said, "Eventually, you have reached the point where you are out of control now. A successful warrior relies not only on fists, but also on wisdom."
Qiu Muqian's expression changed several times, and she sighed, "Uncle Tong is right."
"Before this, there has never been such a thing as a demon in the world. They do things unreasonably. It is understandable that you were led by them." Tong Shihong said, "Even I never thought that he would dare to use my Divine Fist Sect as a sacrifice. He is really audacious..."
So, you are still angry, right
Just don't show it.
Qiu Muqian looked at Tong Shihong, muttered inwardly, and asked respectfully: "Uncle Tong, what to do next, Muqian will follow your arrangements."
"First, we have to figure out what the Heavenly Demon is. Feng Qi's strength seems to be growing too fast..." Tong Shihong shook his head and called an old man who was eating noodles nearby. He smiled and said, "Brother, we are from another place. It's really interesting to hear you talk about Feng Tianmo killing Taotie with his sword. Why don't you come over and make a table for us and tell us the story of Feng Tianmo in detail."
The old man was immediately interested when he heard this. He moved over with his bowl in hand, drank some noodle soup to moisten his throat, and then said, "My fellow from another place, this is not a story, it is a true story. You have come to the right person to ask me.
At that time, when Feng Tianmo killed the Taotie, I was only three feet away from him. The Taotie was more than five meters tall, with a sheep's body and a human face, eyes under the armpits, and a bloody mouth. It screamed like a baby of a few months old. But it was really fast. It rushed past me with a whoosh. The wind it brought was so strong that my face hurt, just like being scraped by a knife... "
The old man was talking very fast. When he got to the key point, he paused and kept the topic secret. "Brother, why do you think he ran so fast?"
"Why?" Tong Shihong swallowed a mouthful of noodles and cooperated as a supporting actor.
"Speaking of why it runs so fast, we have to talk about our Feng Tianmo. Taotie is also a demon, and its stomach is a bottomless pit. It eats people one bite at a time, and grows a bit bigger with each person it eats. But it has thick skin and flesh, and its scales are invulnerable to swords and guns. If you let this monster wreak havoc in Luyang City, hundreds of thousands of people in our city will be eaten up by it." The old man said, "But as the saying goes, one thing conquers another. Feng Tianmo is the nemesis of Taotie, and he came to Luyang City to conquer Taotie.
Speaking of Feng Tianmo, we have to start with his two guardians. One of his guardians is called Wang San, who is born with supernatural speed and likes to collect the corpses of villains. He can stop crying children by shouting. But such a demon is also handsome... "
Hearing him go off on a tangent, Tong Shihong couldn't help but cough and said, "Brother, I have something else to do later. Can we just talk about killing Taotie? Don't let me finish the noodles and then you'll be left with only half the story and feel unhappy for no reason."
"It's not a story, it's a true story." The old man frowned and corrected, he waved his hand, "Forget it, let's be brief and directly say that Feng Tianmo killed Taotie. Didn't I just say that Taotie is invulnerable to swords and spears? Feng Tianmo has only been in the world for two or three days, where can he find a magic weapon? The sword in his hand is just an ordinary weapon. Even if he is born with supernatural power, he can't break the scales of Taotie. The sword chopped on Taotie's body, sparks flew, the sword was cut, and Taotie's skin was not broken. But Taotie had to be killed, guess what method Feng Tianmo used?"
"What method?" Tong Shihong asked.
"It's still our Feng Tianmo. He circled around the Taotie for a few times and came up with a solution. No matter how tough the Taotie is, he still has to eat and shit. His skin is soft!" The old man slurped a mouthful of noodles, his eyes shining brighter. "Feng Tianmo made a prompt decision. While the Taotie was not paying attention, he circled behind it, held the sword with both hands, and stabbed it hard. It was as fast as lightning. With a "puff", the three-foot-long sword went straight in.
You don’t know how miserable Taotie screamed. The old man was watching beside him. When Feng Tianmo pulled out his sword, all the yellow and red came out. Tsk tsk, if it weren’t for Taotie running so fast, you, Pi Yanzi, would have run so fast if you were stabbed…”
Tong Shihong's face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of noodles got stuck in his throat. He couldn't swallow it, nor could he spit it out. He had heard many stories about Taotie being killed with swords along the way, but he never thought that Taotie was killed in this way.
"You didn't expect it!" The old man laughed triumphantly when he saw the effect was achieved. "No one could have expected it. But you didn't see that Taotie was very tough and was not killed by a single stab. Feng Tianmo chased after Taotie and stabbed him dozens of times. In the end, the sword was stained yellow. Feng Tianmo held up that sword and announced the establishment of the Peacekeeping Gang..."
(End of this chapter)