64: Black Ice Platform makes its debut, intercepting caravans!
In the following days, Chen Changsheng continued his attempts to refine the difficult xiantian pill.
Meanwhile, on the surface, Chuanwen headed to Longkou County to expand the business, but in secret, he changed his appearance to contact the Black Dog Gang as a member of the Black Ice Platform, planning to strike at Zhao Ming's financial sources.
The Chen Family appeared calm, but undercurrents were surging in the shadows.
As for Zhao Ming, after hearing that Lin Feng had failed and flown into a rage, he also calmed down.
Of course, this didn't mean Zhao Ming was letting the Chen Family off. On the contrary, he felt the Chen Family's problems were growing larger and larger!
However, the silent disappearance of two Blood Refining Martial Artists made Zhao Ming cautious; he suspected there might be a Xiantian Martial Artist backing the Chen Family!
As for the Immortal Official cooperating with Chen Changsheng, he wasn't within Zhao Ming's scope of consideration. After all, they were just partners; that Immortal Official wasn't the Chen Family's nanny and had no reason to kill for them or bear Lin Feng's wrath!
"It seems I need to plan anew. I wonder if I can trick Lin Feng into losing his temper enough to send out a Xiantian Martial Artist!"
Zhao Ming pondered in a low voice. One must know that when Cultivators do not appear, Xiantian Martial Artists are the top martial power in the Jianghu. Even counting his father, their Zhao Family only had two, and they wouldn't move easily!
Even though Lin Feng came from a Cultivator Family, it wasn't easy to ask for a Xiantian Martial Artist from the Family; a heavy price had to be paid!
"There is a rare treasure in this trade with the Ailao Mountain Local Chieftain. If I use it to negotiate with Lin Feng, I believe getting the Lin Family to dispatch a Xiantian Martial Artist won't be a problem!"
Zhao Song thought for a long while before finally gritting his teeth and making a decision. After all, he had no authority to mobilize his own Family's Xiantian Martial Artists and could only use a treasure to ask Lin Feng to call someone.
Once he uncovered the Chen Family's secrets, he could not only seize their properties but also gain prestige before his father and inherit the position of Family Head!
As long as he inherited the position, he would be eligible to learn the Immortal Cultivation Manual his father had seized, and he too could become a long-lived Cultivator!
Thinking of this, Zhao Ming seemed to see himself flying in the sky, receiving the worship of his clansmen. Thus, he said with a firm tone:
"This trade is extremely important; there must not be any problems!"
The trade Zhao Ming valued so much was precisely this batch of smuggled goods with Ailao Mountain, and what Chen Chuanwen was targeting was also this batch of goods!
As if by providence, these two deep-scheming figures had clashed once again!
Only this time, it was the exact opposite: Chen Chuanwen was in the shadows plotting against Zhao Ming, and the roles of attacker and defender had quietly flipped!
Time passed quietly.
Chen Changsheng was still clueless about how to manipulate fire to refine pills, while Chen Chuanwen had completed all preparations and sent someone to notify Chen Changsheng.
"Father, the mole has been inserted into the caravan, and everything is ready. The operation will begin at midnight tonight!"
Chen Changsheng opened Chuanwen's letter, read the contents once, and then burned it over a candle stand.
"I hope everything goes smoothly!"
Chen Changsheng said softly. Facing a Xiantian Family this time was indeed a bit risky, but the opponent was aggressive. Only by causing them some trouble could they win a development opportunity for the Chen Family!
As the moon rose over the willow branches, Chen Chuanwen and Mantou both donned black martial arts attire and bamboo hats, traveling through the mountain forests.
"Uncle Mantou, we're almost inside Ailao Mountain. Are our markers alright?"
Chuanwen was currently tracking the Zhao Family's caravan. Ailao Mountain was shrouded in mist and dense with trees; he was very afraid of losing their trail.
"No problem, the contact is an old hand!"
Mantou's expression remained cold and his reply was very concise. His gaze swept over the markings on the trees, judging the direction of their advance.
Seeing this, Chen Chuanwen let go of his worries and followed Mantou's pace, advancing all the way.
Finally, an hour later, Mantou stopped before a valley behind a dense forest.
"Careful, they are in the valley!"
Mantou whispered. Chen Chuanwen immediately became cautious and followed behind Mantou, quietly creeping toward the valley.
The two hid behind a large green rock and looked down. They saw four large horse-drawn carriages filled with various supplies parked in the valley.
Surrounding the four carriages were the core members of the Viper Gang, and opposite the Viper Gang, several figures were faintly and quietly approaching!
As those figures drew closer, Chen Chuanwen finally saw their appearance clearly. They wore simple clothing made of animal skins, their hair was loose, and they held weapons such as steel forks.
They were the Local Chieftains from the mountains!
Seeing them appear, Chen Chuanwen's nerves immediately tensed. He knew the trade was about to begin!
Sure enough, after the Viper Gang and the Local Chieftains exchanged words, the Local Chieftains brought forward several large chests. They opened the lids, revealing the silver and gold inside!
"Uncle Mantou, what should we do?"
Chen Chuanwen saw this and looked up to ask Mantou beside him. Unlike Chuanwen, who was observing the trade process, Mantou's gaze had been fixed on the people.
He was mainly gauging the strength of the group below. Strangely, he only found one Blood Refining Martial Artist among them. Logically, for such an important trade, they should have arranged for more people to be safe.
"They only have one in the Blood Refining Realm!"
Mantou said coldly, but he didn't make a decision. He knew Chuanwen was the Young Lord; he only provided intelligence, and the decision was for Chuanwen to make!
"Damn it, let's do it! Uncle Mantou, you ambush that Blood Refining expert, and I'll bring Howling Heaven to support you!"
Chen Chuanwen struggled internally for a long time. He really didn't want to give up this opportunity. He knew the Family was currently being hounded closely by Zhao Ming, and only by causing the other party some trouble first could he gain some breathing room for the Family.
"Fine!"
Mantou said indifferently, and then his figure vanished into the darkness. Chen Chuanwen mimicked a bird's call, and before long, the leopard-sized Howling Heaven arrived quietly.
Chen Chuanwen then led Howling Heaven and silently approached the valley. When they were only twenty meters away from the two trading parties, Chen Chuanwen stopped and silently watched the movement!
Suddenly!
A figure rushed out from the darkness at lightning speed, a short blade stabbing toward the Blood Refining Martial Artist of the Viper Gang at a tricky angle!
"Hall Master, watch out!"
"Hall Master, watch your back!"
The members of the Viper Gang wanted to help, but the black shadow was too fast and the strike was too tricky. They couldn't make it in time and could only shout warnings!
"Who is it?"
That Hall Master wasn't an easy target either. He roared, turned abruptly, and with an extremely skillful strike, he hit the short blade, knocking it off course.
But the black shadow had a follow-up!
In the Hall Master's blind spot on the left, another short blade arrived silently, plunging straight into the Hall Master's chest!
This strike pierced the heart; this Blood Refining Realm Hall Master was doomed!
"So, you use dual blades... I was careless..."
Blood bubbled from the Hall Master's mouth as he looked unwillingly at the black-clothed man wearing a bamboo hat, speaking haltingly.
Squelch!
The black-clothed man's response was also very simple. He pulled out the short blade from the chest and slashed it across the other's throat, making him lose his breath completely.
"The Black Ice Platform wants these goods. Leave the goods and you may leave; otherwise, none shall remain!"
Stained with blood, Mantou pointed his short blade at everyone and spoke in a cold voice, like a life-claiming ghost, making everyone's heart turn cold.
This was the Black Ice Platform's first appearance. Due to Mantou's cold severity, it also added a few layers of murderous ruthlessness to the Black Ice Platform's image in everyone's eyes!