Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 1022 - 1042: In Central Divine Continent, Good People Don’t Live Long_1

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1042: In Central Divine Continent, Good People Don’t Live Long_1

"Rich and powerful?"

He Qianshan laughed: "Exactly, like our Boss said, the common people don’t have much money. They are being exploited by those families, wealthy households, and sects, so robbing them is like scraping oil from a chicken’s foot. It’s a waste of time. Just lying under the sun would be a better choice."

"In the chaotic Central Divine State for thousands of years, none of the rising big families or wealthy households are good people; they’re all like vampires. The high and mighty cultivators in their sects are no better, robbing them means we get rich and have a blast in the process."

Lin Chen asked, "In the last month, I saw that you didn’t kill anyone. Don’t you kill people?"

"Kill! Why not?"

He Qianshan grinned and said, "We are bandits, not good people. While we might let others live, not everyone offers us the same. If we want to live, some of them naturally have to die."

"But there are very few of those people. Most of them recognize the name of the Eight Great Kings and won’t dare to resist. Even if they do resist a little, they will obediently hand over their stuff after a little suppression."

"To some extent, we take advantage of the notoriety brought by the likes of the Skeleton Bandit King and Blood Fiend Bandit King. They have committed every possible evil, turning the name of the Eight Great Kings into stink, which makes our robbery much smoother."

Lin Chen couldn’t help but ask: "Can’t some rich inheritors be good people?"

He Qianshan smiled with deep meaning: "Maybe in other states it’s possible, but in the Central Divine State, good people don’t survive long. Those who manage to stay alive and prosperous are definitely not good."

Lin Chen raised his glass and clinked with He Qianshan: "Do you just keep wandering and robbing like this, without ever stopping? Don’t you have a fixed hideout, family or anything like that?"

After pausing for a moment, Lin Chen added, "I’m just curious; I’m not asking for specific locations. Even if you have one, you don’t have to tell me where it is."

He Qianshan sighed: "Originally, our King Kong Bandit Group had more people, at least two hundred. Some were official members, and some were family members. We also had a permanent nest located in a secluded and hidden valley, just like a paradise on earth."

Sadness filled He Qianshan’s eyes as he continued: "Because we often targeted those big sects, we angered them. They bribed one of our members and seized the opportunity to attack when we were all gathered for a meeting."

"The attack came suddenly, and we suffered heavy casualties. Boss led us to break through a bloody road and escaped."

"That night, only about thirty brothers escaped, while the second and third in command died in this battle. The rescued family members amounted to a dozen people, and the rest were killed by those big sects."

"Later, we planned several counterattacks. Although we killed the traitors and caused considerable damage to those sects, in these battles, more than ten brothers died in the process. Those sects now stay on their guard, and it is not easy to strike them again. If we continue to fight, we will probably all die, so the Boss led us to withdraw."

"To avoid making the same mistake again, Boss secretly settled the dozen or so surviving family members. Apart from Boss and the military advisor, no one else knows their whereabouts. Since then, we have led a life of wandering, robbing, carousing, and cultivating ..."

Lin Chen fell silent. He had always felt that the King Kong Bandit Group had too few people, only around twenty. Now he learned that most of them were already dead.

"How long ago was that?"

He Qianshan bitterly smiled: "Almost twenty years ago. If my son hadn’t died, he would probably be around your age now."

Lin Chen asked, "Have you given up on revenge?"

"Bang!"

He Qianshan slammed his fist on the table, snorting, "How could we? They forced us to become bandits and killed our families. We would never let go of such grudges. The day I die, this matter will end. Until then, I won’t stop!"

Lin Chen asked curiously: "You mentioned those big sects. How many of them are there in such a chaotic Central Divine State?"

He Qianshan sighed: "The Central Divine State was originally the most prosperous area with the most sects and experts among the human race. Even though the human and demon race’s war has shattered this place and the Eight Great Ancient Families have completely disappeared, many inheritances still survive."

"As long as these inheritances exist, cultivation will not be extinguished. In the chaotic Central Divine State, there are many powerful sects that enslave surrounding cities and occupy spiritual mountain veins, forming their own sovereign lands."

"Just like your Xingyuan City and nearby areas, they are poor, war-torn territories without anything exceptionally valuable. Those big sects simply don’t care about such places. Otherwise, how could they be attacked and change their city lords so frequently?"

"Although Central Divine State is in ruins, it remains first in both territory and cultivation resources, with many experts still residing. Drawing borders for their countries is the only way. Otherwise, wouldn’t the demon race have completely conquered the Central Divine State by now?"