The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror
Chapter 83 - 68 Harvest_2

Chapter 83: Chapter 68 Harvest_2

Despite Zhao Bao having seen his fair share, he has never encountered such a vast amount of gold and silver treasure.

Upon witnessing this, King Lin burst into joy, patting Zhao Bao on the shoulder: "Mr. Zhao, this transaction owes much to your guidance. We’ve got the winter funds for the brothers now."

Black Wind Village has extensive dealings and spends money like pouring water.

With this money, there’s no need to work this winter.

This is what they call not opening for three years, but upon opening, you can feast for three years.

He then began to tally up the assets, cursing as he did: "Damn it, usually Eunuch Zhao and his lot treated me like they’re giving alms to a beggar. A single den of the Salt Gang, and they’ve hoarded so much money."

Zhao Bao, who was well-versed in the dealings of the underworld, cautioned King Lin: "Heavenly King, something feels off."

"How so?"

Now that Zhao Bao had boarded King Lin’s dark vessel, there was no turning back. He certainly couldn’t go back to Eunuch Zhao, so his current aim was to ingratiate himself fully with King Lin.

He was indeed in tatters; since the destruction of the Zhao family, he had endured countless hardships, all due to being powerless and without status.

Thus, Zhao Bao intended to use King Lin’s connections to go to the Divine Capital Imperial City and become an eunuch there.

He even thought of a name for his eunuch identity, Zhao Gao, aiming to climb his way up, step by step, to the very top!

Uneducated as Zhao Bao was, he didn’t know that there had already been a famous Great Eunuch named Zhao Gao in the past dynasties, and his fate hadn’t been good.

"Some of the money here is prepared as a commission for the Heavenly King, and the rest is probably intended as payment for purchased goods."

"You mean, another shipment of contraband salt hasn’t arrived yet?"

"That’s right."

King Lin narrowed his eyes, patting Zhao Bao’s shoulder: "Mr. Zhao, I, Lin, always adhere to the codes of worldly society. After pulling off this heist, I’ll send you north and even provide your travel expenses."

Zhao Bao breathed a sigh of relief internally. Regardless of other things, King Lin is strict about the values of worldly society; otherwise, loyalty would be hard to maintain.

Unless, of course, he truly had no ambitions anymore.

In these times, the underworld is often more trustworthy than the lawful world.

Moreover, with Xu Qing’s power growing, Zhao Bao dared not stay in South Zhili.

As for revenge, he didn’t dare to think about it for the time being.

Facing powerful enemies, as a truly petty person, Zhao Bao actually harbored more resentment towards his cousin Zhao Xiong for allying with the bandits and not choosing something better.

Later, King Lin opened another crate.

"It’s not money, just some calligraphies and seals." The bandits couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

King Lin was a bit displeased too but still took them out to have a look.

Fortunately, he was somewhat cultured and upon seeing the seals on the paintings, which were all engraved with something like "Lay Scholar," he picked it up and asked Zhao Bao.

Zhao Bao didn’t understand these things, but after seeing a seal of "Qingshan Lay Scholar," he suddenly blurted out in surprise.

"Do you recognize these characters?"

"I don’t, but the seal seems to belong to Scholar Fang."

Scholar Fang was a retired Elder of Yingtian Prefecture who had once visited Jiangning Prefecture to meet friends. Zhao Bao had heard about him, and Scholar Fang was known as Qingshan Lay Scholar.

"Ah, so these paintings and calligraphies are all related to court officials. Seems like they might be valuable, though we aren’t familiar with this stuff. We’ll have Xu Gongming take a look at it later, he’s the expert." King Lin said, also glancing at the content of the piece which included a crudely abstract painting that seemed to depict a "Ming King demon" or something.

King Lin took a few more looks and felt slightly nauseous and vexed.

"What is this crap, drawn so poorly," King Lin critiqued internally.

Zhao Bao, following his gaze to the painting, also felt uncomfortable, unsure of the purpose of this artwork.

King Lin then asked Zhao Bao, "When do you think the official ship carrying the contraband salt will arrive?"

Zhao Bao replied, "Such a big deal, and since the money has already arrived at this transshipment spot, the goods should be coming soon. Probably within a day."

King Lin to the bandits: "We’ll wait a day, if it doesn’t come by then, we retreat."

Zhao Bao: "Heavenly King, but that’s an official ship, are we sure about this?"

King Lin: "We’ll wear their clothes to go receive the goods. Too bad, everyone’s dead, we don’t know the countersign."

Hesitating, Zhao Bao said, "I’ve followed them here once before, I kind of remember the signal, just not sure if they’ve changed it."

King Lin: "Then give it a try. As long as we get on the ship and control the leader, the rest is up to us."

He really had audacity, daring to rob an official ship.

But in the green forests, the bigger the cargo’s origin, the more brag-worthy it was.

Folks from the northern paths of the worldly society, some even dared to rob the life anniversary tribute of the Cabinet Chief.

Then, they changed their clothing, checked the storage room, and even found several good weapons, especially a Strong Bow made of excellent material.

"My Bull Demon Strong Fist has already reached the level of ’Transforming rigidity into softness’ in Dark Strength; I don’t need this thing. Xu Gongming is in the prime of his Martial Arts Training; I’ll give this to him," King Lin thought to himself.

Martial Arts Training, at its early stages, follows the same principles as drawing a bow.

The human body is like a bow, storing and releasing power.

Treating one’s waist as a bow, the punch as the bowstring, the legs as the bow, storing and releasing power in one breath. This process also refines body impurities, making the body lines smoother and the force more natural.

As the saying goes, practicing martial arts without practicing the bow, one will achieve nothing by old age.

On the battlefield, those Archers are also exceptionally strong.

Effective in long-range combat, and formidable in close combat.

King Lin was satisfied with this loot.

With this money, he could even hire a weapon master to specially forge a weapon for him.

He currently wielded a Fine Iron Spear, which was not bad, but it couldn’t fully utilize his strength. When Bull Demon Strong Fist is refined to a higher level, the combat technique has to rely on spear and staff skills.