259: Mr. He is missing

They succeeded!

They succeeded!

“We succeeded! Ahh ahh ahh!!!” The first person to shout wasn't Wang Yi, but Gu Mingzhu.

This was the joy of surviving a catastrophe!

“Success!”

“We won!”

“We actually won, ah haha!!”

Starting with Gu Mingzhu’s first shout, everyone else also laughed heartily, simultaneously yelling “Success.”

“How about it, wasn’t my method good?” Ximen Chuifeng, lifting his two legs that had gone numb from sitting on the ground for too long, slowly walked over to Wang Yi, patted his shoulder, and showed a big smile.

Wang Yi nodded heavily: “It truly is you!”

The idea of pressing the steamed bun onto the arrow was a result of their discussion yesterday. Through Gu Mingzhu’s incredibly hard steamed bun, they finally understood the true purpose of the steamed bun item on the green train’s menu.

A green train steamed bun that cost two thousand low-grade spirit stones was not for eating. If one bought it and ate it immediately, they would never know its true function.

Tong Changshan became a “big sucker” precisely because he bought it and ate it right away.

In fact, the steamed bun sold on the green train was not meant to be eaten, but to be left alone.

After just one day, the steamed bun could become extremely hard.

They had experimented with this yesterday; not only was it impossible to bite, but it could also dent the floor of the train.

Lin Feng was even more surprised than them at the time, because the train’s defense was very strong, yet even with such strong defense, the steamed bun could create a dent. This showed just how hard the steamed bun truly was.

Wang Yi and the others were afraid of being held responsible by the green train, so they quickly got off the train and went elsewhere to experiment with the steamed bun’s function.

After a series of experiments, they discovered that the hardness of this steamed bun could even rival the hardest minerals in the world, and this was only after a few days. If left for a longer period… it might even shatter four-core weapons upon impact!

Because the steamed bun Gu Mingzhu bought at the time had already become very hard and couldn't be pierced by an arrow, Wang Yi specifically bought a new one before leaving, and then pressed it onto this arrow while it hadn't yet hardened.

Sure enough, in just one day, the steamed bun on the arrow had “grown” onto it.

It couldn't even be pulled off.

To be honest, although they had thought about using this method to confront the Director of the Bingyan Office, they never expected that with just a steamed bun, the Director of the Bingyan Office would die immediately after his palm was pierced!

This was an accident, and no one could have predicted it.

However, this further demonstrated the hardness and destructive power of the steamed bun.

“It’s finally over, I’m so exhausted.” Gu Mingzhu stretched, her face smudged with dirt, yet possessing a unique beauty.

“Yes, it’s finally over.” Xiao Shen handed the Ice Fiend Sword back to Liu Ling’er, feeling relieved.

Many were killed or injured in this war; whether they were members of Xiong Mao’s faction, Bao Hui’s faction, or the neutral faction, none emerged completely unscathed.

After sending people to clean up the battlefield, Xiong Mao walked over to Xiao Shen and the others and sincerely thanked them: “Thank you all for being willing to help me. If it weren’t for you, I might have… I will fulfill everything Ximen Chuifeng promised you on my behalf earlier, and I will never go back on my word.”

“No need to be so polite, it’s mutual cooperation.”

“As expected of The Axe Gang Leader, so straightforward!”

“Hahahaha…”

Everyone was in high spirits; the end of a major battle allowed them all to breathe a sigh of relief and begin their post-battle review.

“Boss, the members of the neutral faction have been counted. Besides those who have died, one Elder He is missing!”

“Not just Elder He, Elder He’s nephew, Steward Xiao He, is also gone!”

Someone came to report the news to Xiong Mao.

“Elder He?” Xiong Mao frowned. Elder He was the Old Gang Leader’s confidant. Now that the Old Gang Leader was dead, it was understandable that he would flee.

It was probably for the best; it saved him the trouble of someone causing trouble when he took over as gang leader after everything was settled.

“Xiao Zhuang, I owe you a lot for dealing with Bao Hui. Actually, I’m still looking for a right-hand man. I wonder if you’d be willing to stay with the Axe Gang?” Xiong Mao had long had his eye on Zhuang Sanming. This young man had quick wits, dared to take risks, and most importantly, was very diligent in his cultivation.

“Ah? Me?” Zhuang Sanming, who was sitting on the ground unable to stand up due to injuries, looked bewildered. He only enjoyed excitement and had never thought about staying with the Axe Gang.

“Cousin, if you stay, will you not be able to come home every day? What about me then? Should I stay here with you?”

Before Zhuang Sanming could respond, Su Duo began to worry.

She had never been apart from her cousin for this long since childhood. If Zhuang Sanming stayed with the Axe Gang and she didn't, who would cultivate with her?

Zhuang Sanming shook his head helplessly and said, “Brother Xiong, I know you mean well. You think I gave up the opportunity to join the Alchemy Hall of the guild because of this matter, and you want to compensate me by having me stay, but I think I’ll pass.”

He only liked to conquer, not to defend.

Once Xiong Mao took over the Axe Gang and reorganized the internal structure, there should be no one causing trouble.

Moreover, this wasn't the life he wanted. He still hoped to protect his family, Su Duo, Father Su and Mother Su… Su Duo blinked at Zhuang Sanming, thinking that if her cousin didn't stay, she wouldn't either.

When they were fighting the members of the neutral faction earlier, Zhuang Sanming had constantly shielded her, so while Zhuang Sanming was seriously injured now, Su Duo had almost no injuries.

At most, she was just a bit tired.

“Alright then, I won’t force you, but the Axe Gang will always keep a spot for you. You’re welcome back anytime.” Xiong Mao said with a smile.

“Good!” Zhuang Sanming also smiled. Although Xiong Mao could be foolish at times, he was very loyal to his friends.

“Brother Xiao Shen, that sword strike of yours just now was truly out of this world! My goodness, that soaring fiendish energy was instantly absorbed by the Ice Fiend Sword, enhancing the sword’s power.”

Feng Zhi still had blood flowing down his head, but he didn’t care, chattering away to Xiao Shen.

The power of the Ice Fiend Sword had been an eye-opener for him. No wonder everyone wanted to carry nuclear weapons, especially three-core and four-core ones. So four-core weapons were that amazing!!

When he had money, he would definitely forge such a weapon too.

“It was alright. Actually, I still don’t know how to properly use this sword. For now, I can only use it as a regular sword.”

Xiao Shen rubbed his right arm with his left hand. In fact, that sword strike had drained a lot of his energy; at the time, he felt like his arm almost broke.