Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 923 - 761: Price List (Request for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 923: Chapter 761: Price List (Request for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2

Although the range and power of these flanged cannons weren’t as formidable as the Red General Cannons, at a mere distance of three hundred zhang, their might was sufficient to shatter the walls of Shanxin Temple.

Even though the temple walls had been reinforced, making them much sturdier than the earthen walls of a small county town.

Moreover, the flanged cannons, also known as parent-child cannons, had an extremely fast rate of fire. In just a hundred breaths’ time, they fired thrice in rapid succession, causing large-scale cracking in the temple wall.

"How audacious!"

This was the leader of the temple’s martial monks, the ’head of Fumo Hall’ Shi Lingwu. His eyes were nearly bursting with rage, unable to sit idly by as the temple walls were bombarded and collapsed. At that moment, he let out an angry roar and, along with over twenty monks with high cultivation at the Third Gate level, leaped down from the temple wall.

In their initial plan, this was the countermeasure against The Court’s flanged cannons. Using the powerful martial force within the temple to directly destroy these cannons!

At that moment, a cold gleam appeared in the eyes of the one thousand ’heavenly soldiers’ armored warriors.

"All forces, aim, fire!"

Following the command of the leading ’Divine General,’ these one thousand muskets spit out fiery serpents amid ’bang bang’ sounds. The dense, spindle-shaped bullets struck the monks, breaking through their protective qi, and bombarded those with Third Gate cultivation until they were covered in blood and gore.

The bullets from these muskets were not only twice as fast as those from ordinary muskets, their precision was also startlingly high. Of a thousand bullets fired, nearly half hit their targets.

Among them, Shi Lingwu, whose cultivation had reached the Fourth Gate and who was the ’head of Fumo Hall,’ was particularly targeted. No less than thirty blood blooms exploded on his body.

A look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Shi Lingwu thought to himself, how could these muskets possess such divine might? Even the ’Rune flintlock rifled guns’ now equipped en masse by The Court couldn’t possibly injure him at this distance.

To the astonishment of onlookers, there wasn’t much smoke rising from the scene as these one thousand armored soldiers fired simultaneously.

Following that, these one thousand ’heavenly soldiers’ armored warriors didn’t open their muskets to clean out the gunpowder residue within, nor did they reload bullets. Instead, they pulled the mechanism, ejecting the shiny, brass cartridge cases, and then loaded another copper-cased steel-core bullet into the chamber.

Metal bullets, striking pin, manual bolt action—if a modern-day person were here, they’d recognize these as characteristic of a ’bolt-action rifle’!

And while this type of rifle was of an older design, it wouldn’t be considered too outdated even in the modern era dominated by automatic rifles. As long as the distance could be maintained, its killing power was immense.

It took merely two breaths for these armored soldiers to complete reloading, and the leading Divine General, with an icy expression, waved down his military sabre.

"All forces, aim, fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The monks who had leaped from the temple wall had almost no survivors. Their formidable Golden Bodies were pockmarked with thousands of holes under the fire of a thousand muskets, and their brains burst forth.

Even Shi Lingwu, the head of Fumo Hall, was covered in wounds.

With a resentful roar, he turned and fled back towards the temple wall.

But then, the one thousand muskets opened fire for the third time, and nearly a third of the dense bullet rain struck Shi Lingwu. The immense force pinned his body right against the temple wall.

At that moment, the leading Divine General fiercely threw his bayonet, nailing it in the air directly into Shi Lingwu’s forehead.

Though this strike didn’t completely cut off Shi Lingwu’s vitality, it left him immobile.

Afterwards, the one thousand heavenly soldiers continued with a fourth, and then a fifth, round of firing.

From atop the temple wall, the abbot of Shanxin Temple, Shi Lingtong, and the head of the scripture hall, Shi Lingzhen, watched this scene unfold—witnessing the head of Fumo Hall, Shi Lingwu, being blown to smithereens by the gunfire.

At that moment, the temple wall, under continuous cannon fire, finally and loudly collapsed.

The one thousand muskets immediately extended their fire inside the breach in the wall.

All the abbot of Shanxin Temple, Shi Lingtong, could see was blood and flesh flying everywhere. Those monks exposed at the breach were either having their limbs shattered or their bodies blasted open with huge bloody holes by the thick bullets.

Blood spatter flew in all directions, with some even splashing onto Shi Lingtong’s face.

And at this time, the temple wall continued to collapse further.

Shi Lingtong’s facial muscles twitched, and then with an ashen face, he said, "Surrender! Signal those outside to cease fire temporarily. We, Shanxin Temple, surrender!"

"Senior Brother!" the head of the scripture study hall, Shi Lingzhen, spoke with difficulty, yet without any intention of intervention.

He knew that those bullets outside the courtyard would sooner or later make it impossible for the many monks within the monastery to hide or escape!

The one thousand armored heavenly soldiers were beings they simply could not contend with.

Even if the several hundred martial monks within the courtyard fought with their lives, they couldn’t harm those armored heavenly soldiers in the slightest.

Indeed, they still had barriers in the monastery and could summon a ’Vajra’ True Spirit from the upper realm, which would infuse into the abbot Shi Lingtong, elevating his strength to the heavenly level.

But this was of little significance, as the head of the scripture study hall, Shi Lingzhen, had already discerned that the Divine General from the other side also possessed an aura of the heavenly level.

At this moment, if their Shanxin Temple did not wish to be annihilated, their only option was to surrender.

About a Shichen later, many monks from Shanxin Temple led by the abbot Shi Lingtong and the head of the scripture study hall Shi Lingzhen were nailed with the Zhenyuan Nail, shackled, and had their cultivation sealed.

Those with substantial cultivation were bound in iron chains, enclosed within prison carts, rendering them unable to move.

The abbot Shi Lingtong sat within one of the prison carts, focusing his gaze on the heavenly soldiers and generals outside.

Shi Lingtong was guessing the origin of these heavenly soldiers while also thinking that it wasn’t over yet.

The believers they had incited would not rest at this, and the demons that had been released would only become bolder and more lawless.

If The Court wished to stabilize the people’s hearts, it would eventually have to utilize the strength of Shanxin Temple and Buddha once more.

The Henan brocade clothed Qianhu, Wei Chian, was ecstatically examining the storage rooms within the temple at this time.

There were twenty granaries alone, each with a capacity of ten thousand stones of grain, along with a large amount of gold and silver, as well as heavenly treasures, elixirs, and magical instruments.

However, the arrangements made by County Prince Fenyang this time were very meticulous. Not far from Wei Chian were officials from the Ministry of Revenue and even an Imperial Censor.

In addition, according to the orders from their superiors, half of the treasures except for the food, would be taken away by the Xuanhuang’s heavenly soldiers as remuneration.

While thinking about how he might skim a little off the top from the temple’s storeroom, Wei Chian asked the Divine General who was collecting treasures into a small Qiankun bag.

"Eminence!" Wei Chian’s expression was utterly respectful, "May I ask if this humble official could summon your presence to the world in the future?"

The Divine General, with an emotionless face, glanced at him and said, "My lord, the Xuanhuang Great Emperor, is the supreme deity of the three realms, a righteous god who protects the people. As long as you faithfully believe in my Great Emperor in the future, abide by his divine commands, and refrain from all evils, you will be qualified to summon our heavenly soldiers and generals."

As he spoke, he casually flicked a bright yellow slip of paper in Wei Chian’s direction.

Wei Chian caught it and couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.

To his surprise, the slip of paper was actually a price list.

Summon three soldiers of the fifth house level (two Shichen) — requires a sacrifice of one thousand silver yuan, assumes liability for equipment damage.

Summon three soldiers of the sixth house level (two Shichen) — requires a sacrifice of one thousand two hundred silver yuan, assumes liability for equipment damage.

Summon one soldier of the seventh house level (two Shichen) — requires a sacrifice of three thousand silver yuan, assumes liability for equipment damage.

Such items were listed all the way up to the level of a heavenly level Divine General, which could also be summoned, but it would cost two hundred thousand silver yuan.

The corners of Wei Chian’s lips twitched involuntarily, then he thought when he returned home, he would have to offer a statue of the ’Great Emperor of the Highest Heaven Miluo Xuanhuang’ in his house.

Although the prices on this list were shocking, in today’s world, a medium-grade magical instrument would cost tens of thousands of patterned silver!

Moreover, supporting a Wu cultivator with the cultivation of the seventh house level would cost at least twenty thousand patterned silver a year.

Also, he had to report to The Court, asking them to recognize and enshrine this Great Emperor as soon as possible, incorporating him into the system of invoking deities.

That way, most of the future expenses of summoning heavenly soldiers and generals could be reimbursed by The Court, instead of being borne by him alone.

And with The Court negotiating directly with the Great Emperor, their cost of summoning heavenly soldiers might even be discounted.