Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 217 - 156: Acquiring the Earth Soul, Losing the Sense of Taste_2

Chapter 217: Chapter 156: Acquiring the Earth Soul, Losing the Sense of Taste_2

He turned and strode away.

Gu Wen’s Divine Thought probed out, silently observing how Jiang Jucai managed to suppress the situation.

At that time, the Nanchun Army was in a state of silence. Except for those on guard duty, all soldiers were forbidden to leave their tents, and no one was allowed to move within the camp.

This was to avoid causing chaos when killing Jiang Jucai and to prevent the reputation of grinding axes after the donkey’s work is done. The leadership of the Nanchun Army wanted benefits, reputation, safety from danger, and also to hold onto power.

They wanted to take all the advantages for themselves.

But the eyes of the people were clear. They knew who was fighting the wars, even if they might not respond to it.

Jiang Jucai walked out of the commander’s tent. Most soldiers were unaware of what had happened inside. Relying on the commanding prestige of a general and his renowned ability to slay demons, he could navigate with ease. He then made his way to Ma Jun’s camp and within roughly ten minutes, he had mustered several hundred men.

Step by step, they took control of the order in the camp. Some sensed something was amiss but were powerless against Ma Jun soldiers who had the initiative.

Half a two hours later, one by one, the company commanders were summoned. Those who complied were kept, while any dissenters were killed on the spot.

Screams had already begun to echo, and a sinister atmosphere seeped through the camp, making everyone feel endangered and more agitated.

But anyone who dared to step out of their tent would be scolded by Ma Jun soldiers. With people’s hearts shattered, a few hundred men could control an army of a hundred thousand.

By dawn, Jiang Jucai’s slaughter left heads rolling, from the commander of a hundred to those of ten, and even the direct descendants of the deceased generals were all killed.

The military coup ended, and an army of a hundred thousand, tempered through numerous battles and with a certain foundation, had completed a ’dynasty change’.

Jiang Jucai, in full military dress and with blood on his face, came back and cupped his fist in salute, "Mr. Wen, I have accomplished the task without dishonor."

Gu Wen curiously asked, "How did you come up with such a method?"

The moves were extremely clean and decisive, without a hint of delay.

Human destruction was the highest level of combat tactics, especially applicable within an army. Once all the top and middle ranks who could command the guns were dead, the army would be nothing but a spineless mud.

"One becomes accustomed after the first time, this is not my first time doing this. In the past, I followed them in killing the previous leader," Jiang Jucai said, somewhat shyly scratching his head.

Gu Wen remembered that the Nanchun Army had undergone a change before. Now it had happened a second time, and he wondered whether there would be a third.

He casually threw a low-quality spiritual sword at Jiang Jucai, "Take care of yourself. If I am free, I will help you, but I cannot be there all the time. Also, do not use my name outside, it will attract trouble."

"Wait, Mr. Wen, there is something else you might be interested in. It’s a treasure that even Song Ziyi wouldn’t exchange for gold or silver."

Gu Wen had just turned around when Jiang Jucai called out to him again, and after a while, two soldiers came in carrying a chest.

The chest was dark red with brass inlay. Upon opening it, it was filled with various herbs.

Having ingested many herbs, Gu Wen recognized most of the Spiritual Medicines, and even if he didn’t know the names, he knew their Heavenly Marrow content.

The chest contained approximately fifty loads of Heavenly Marrow.

Gu Wen’s eyes lit up, not expecting such a windfall, and praised, "Very nice, I need these too."

Jiang Jucai said, "These are the portions sent from the Nanshui region each month. If you need them, I can keep them for you."

Fifty loads of Heavenly Marrow every month?

The old tree spirit’s friend only gave twenty loads of Heavenly Marrow, and together with Yu Hua and others, it made up fifty loads.

If Jiang Jucai took over Nanshui, would he be able to provide a steady monthly income of fifty loads of Heavenly Marrow? And it wouldn’t be difficult for Gu Wen to collect this Heavenly Marrow – Ao Tang could do it once a month.

Gu Wen remained silent for a moment, then pulled out a dozen healing Pills and several Cultivation Techniques he had initially practiced and gave them all to Jiang Jucai, "Jucai, I have high hopes for you. If you really encounter any trouble, you can use my name."

The gleam in Jiang Jucai’s eyes grew brighter, knowing that he had truly connected with his adopted father.

Before, it was all because of his biological father’s face.

He wasn’t a fool; he could vaguely guess that above the noble families, there was an even higher level of power controlling the world.

That was the Immortals.

Jiang Jucai’s ambition did not lie in spiritual cultivation. If he couldn’t become an Immortal, he would serve under one.

The ambition to climb higher ran in the Jiang family’s bones, only the son’s approach was clearly more aggressive, but in the end, both paths led back to Gu Wen.

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An unnamed Grotto Heaven secret realm.

As soon as Gu Wen returned, he felt Chi Yu Zi’s resentful gaze. When she saw him looking over, she then

"Here’s your wine."

He took out several jugs of wine from his Qiankun Bag, Chi Yu Zi sat cross-legged on the ground, huffing with an air of annoyance and turned her head away.

"I don’t need it anymore."

Gu Wen tugged at the corner of his mouth, feeling a strangely familiar frustration from the young Sword Box girl in front of him.

Wasn’t it just like him as a child, fussing when he got home from school and found no food ready?

About ten minutes later, Gu Wen pushed the jug of wine to Chi Yu Zi again. She glanced at it from the corner of her eye first and then made no move to take it.

"Just have a little drink, otherwise you’ll be in pain and won’t be able to sleep."

"Hmph... Since you’ve already said so."

Chi Yu Zi picked up the jug and took a small sip. After pausing for a moment, she tilted her head back and drank deeply, emptying a jug in just a few seconds.

Her beautiful face brightened with a radiant smile.

"Ha! It’s so delicious!"

She’s so much like him.

The more Gu Wen interacted with her, the more he felt like a fifty-year-old parent who had handed him a younger sister to raise, fulfilling the role of both brother and father.

Hum!

The Grotto Heaven resonated, a golden dewdrop condensed, and slowly dropped above the Heavenly Altar.