Free Web Novel“Lord Left Emissary, everything is ready.” Elder Shem walked in from outside the tent and bowed respectfully to Fang Ji.
Hearing this, Fang Ji turned his Holy Child slightly and looked out through the gap in the tent flap, seeing a large number of Miracle Order members in their unique moon-white robes walking back and forth in the open space outside the tent. In the center of the open space, man-high stone pillars stood tall.
On the stone pillars, there were uniquely shaped and exquisitely crafted porcelain vases.
They were octagonal, with a nested mouth, round shoulders, a constricted belly, and a flat bottom, entirely covered in black glaze. Their design resembled soul vases, adorned with intricate and magnificent patterns in gold lines.
The upper part of the vase body was decorated with mountains and rivers, the middle with gold and silver jewelry, flying birds, and walking beasts, and the lower part with grain and fine wine. The lid was pagoda-shaped, with the very top shaped like eyes, a brain, a heart, and hands.
A group of Miracle Order members, led by four elders, gathered around different stone pillars, praying in low voices.
“He brought gold, covering the earth.
He brought a sword, ending war...”
As the prayers spread, a solemn and reverent atmosphere resonated.
The Miracle Order members, bathed in this atmosphere, were so moved that tears welled up in their eyes. If not for the inappropriate occasion, they would have probably already been dancing and cheering.
Elder Shem stood in the tent, hesitated slightly, and asked Fang Ji, “Holy Child she...”
Before Elder Shem could finish his words, Fang Ji waved his hand to interrupt him, “Don’t worry, the Holy Child has already arrived near Yumen Pass. I saw her earlier. The moment Yumen Pass opens, she will naturally appear. Before that, you just need to be prepared.”
“But...” Elder Shem frowned, “This subordinate thought that the Holy Child would come to see everyone! At this time, if we could receive comfort from the Holy Child, it would also be a powerful encouragement for everyone.”
“That makes some sense.” Fang Ji shrugged, then changed the subject, “However, the Holy Child, as a miracle walking among humans, how can they be allowed to see her so easily?”
“Besides, isn’t it more shocking when a miracle appears at the last moment?”
“...” Elder Shem opened his mouth, wanting to speak but holding back.
“Alright!” Fang Ji smiled and stood up, patting Elder Shem’s shoulder, “Elder Shem, shouldn’t you go prepare? If the intelligence is correct, we should be taking action soon.”
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the sky through the tent window, murmuring, “Look, the wind has already started.”
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On the other side, in the underground cave where the Zhanfu Tribe resides.
Immersing customers in a romantic atmosphere, while subtly gathering various information about them and understanding their spending power, maximizing customer spending while ensuring their dignity and avoiding the embarrassment of being unable to pay the bill, is an essential skill for an excellent male escort.
And Bai Kai is not only at the top of the male escort pyramid but also a Night Watch agent. While skillfully mastering the above skills, subtly inquiring about urban legend or Psychic information is also his daily routine.
Simply put, Fragrant Basil, who had not seen much of the world, was no match for him at all. During the two-hour reunion, she was completely led by the nose.
Thanks to Bai Kai’s skilled techniques, Fragrant Basil did not feel any discomfort throughout the process.
Pleasing women had long become his instinct; he didn’t feel ashamed at all.
Treating them indiscriminately as goddesses, making them fully realize their beauty, feel loved, and become confident, isn’t that something to be proud of?
In fact, male escorts who engage in “pig butchering” scams and demean women are also despised in the male escort world; at least Bai Kai despises them greatly.
In his opinion, male escorts who do that are like players who are bad at a game, can only cheat, and then mock others after winning.
No skill, and contemptible!
“I never expected such big changes in the Gobi Desert over these years! Those guys actually learned to send tribesmen with inconspicuous urban legend characteristics to study in the outside world. They’re really bold!”
After listening to Fragrant Basil recount the changes around Yumen Pass over the past two decades, Bai Kai couldn’t help but exclaim.
“However, I never expected the entrance to Yumen Pass to move near Sanlongsha. I remember it was still in Bailongdui years ago. This means that the several tribes adjacent to the Zhanfu Tribe should also have declined to varying degrees, right?”
Bailongdui is in the northeast of Lop Nur, while Sanlongsha is west of Yumen Pass, over a hundred kilometers apart.
A crucial factor determining the strength of these Half-Guitan tribes is whether they can find enough urban legend to ** with tribe members and procreate. Therefore, the rise and fall of the various Half-Guitan tribes around Yumen Pass are largely influenced by the periodic changes in the location of the Yumen Pass entrance.
“Who says not?” Fragrant Basil pouted, “Everyone’s lives are tough!”
She paused, as if remembering something, and her eyes lit up as she asked, “Speaking of which, is your second senior brother’s wife really a Half-Guitan? I never thought someone would like that kind of person...”
In Fragrant Basil’s impression, Lu Ming was a very bad person, completely the opposite of the old Bai Kai.
Dispersing Half-Guitan whose bodies were made of sand, mixing them with water and cement; forcing two Half-Guitan with wolf and goat tribal totems to fall in love; wanting to cut down the unique branch-like protrusions on the backs of the Zhanfu Tribe to use as firewood... Could a psychologically normal person do these things?
Fragrant Basil had read some Wuxia novels collected from surrounding abandoned villages. If she were to use Wuxia characters as a comparison, Lu Ming would be the kind of villainous disciple who did all sorts of evil after descending the mountain and eventually needed the sect leader to personally come out and clean up the mess.
“Yes, a genuine Half-Guitan.” Bai Kai nodded, then subtly frowned.
“Which tribe is she from?” Fragrant Basil asked somewhat excitedly, her fluffy tail wagging back and forth behind her.
Given the Zhanfu Tribe’s current weakness, if they could ally with other tribes through Bai Kai and Lu Ming’s connection, it could somewhat improve the Zhanfu Tribe’s current situation.
Although Fragrant Basil disliked depending on others, as the tribal leader, she still had to consider her tribesmen.
“She...” Bai Kai thought for a moment and said, “She should be from the Taotang Tribe, right?”
“Taotang Tribe?” Fragrant Basil tilted her head, “Why haven’t I heard of this tribe?”
Bai Kai, “...” Of course you haven’t heard of it, because it’s not a Half-Guitan tribe near Yumen ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) Pass at all.
“I don’t know about that. I haven’t seen her many times either.”
“I see!” Fragrant Basil sighed with a hint of disappointment, then changed the subject and asked, “I heard that children of Half-Guitan and Psychic are usually stronger than their parents, is that true? Is your senior brother’s child powerful?”
Xiao Bei... Bai Kai was stunned for a moment, then quickly composed himself and smiled at Fragrant Basil, “She is very powerful.”
“That’s great!” Fragrant Basil nodded thoughtfully, “Then our future children will also be very powerful, right?”
“Probably...” Bai Kai avoided Fragrant Basil’s fervent gaze and replied, then turned and walked out of the cave, “It’s almost mealtime. Shall I make you something to eat? Let you taste the skills I’ve learned outside these past years.”
“Okay!” Fragrant Basil said, smiling as she watched Bai Kai leave the cave, then silently sighed the moment the wooden door closed.
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When Fang Ji returned to the urban legend settlement underground in Devil City, he saw Gu Qianqian beating the tribal chief the moment he entered.
She held a metal baseball bat in each hand, swinging them so fiercely that the wind howled.
Loud thuds boomed, and fragments of wood, stone, and twisted metal flew through the air.
She was like a demon god embodying the aesthetics of violence.
The chief, who once dominated the region, was utterly defenseless, only able to use his hooked tail, covered in a hard shell, to guard himself passively.
Not far away, several burly tribal warriors were embedded in the wall like mud, motionless, as if refuting the saying “rotten mud cannot be plastered onto a wall.” frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Who said rotten mud can’t be plastered onto a wall? Just plaster it directly into the wall, isn’t that good enough?
There’s nothing that great strength can’t solve; if there is, it means the strength isn’t great enough!
Seeing such a scene, Fang Ji was dumbfounded.
Didn’t we agree that you were supposed to be a hostage here? Is this how you act as one? Do you even know what the word “hostage” means?
“Disaster, stop!”
Hearing the soft call from behind, Gu Qianqian’s forward step paused. She turned to look back, and seeing that it was Fang Ji, she rolled her eyes and was about to continue her assault.
“Wait! Don’t you want to save your friend anymore?” Seeing this, Fang Ji quickly said, “If you cause trouble like this, how will you find out the exact location of the Yumen Pass entrance from them?”
“It’s fine!” Gu Qianqian said fiercely, “I already know!”
“You know?” Fang Ji was slightly startled.
“Yeah, I just started hitting him, and I barely used any force! He told me everything!” Gu Qianqian said seriously, “Hmph, he just said useless things, might as well just beat him to death with one hit!”
Fang Ji, “???”
All those methods used before, coercing and enticing these Half-Guitan, yet they couldn’t compare to this guy’s beating?
Schemes and tricks can’t compare to extreme violence...
Is this what they call, brute force creates a miracle?
Fang Ji looked at Gu Qianqian, suddenly feeling a little guilty.
He realized that if it weren’t for the strange power of the holy relic, he might not be Gu Qianqian’s opponent at all.
Not being able to defeat even a fake Disaster was quite frustrating.
“Uh, may I ask why you’re hitting them?” Fang Ji asked weakly.
“They wouldn’t give me food, and they wouldn’t tell me where the kitchen was!” Gu Qianqian straightened her back and said self-righteously.
As soon as her words fell, Fang Ji and the tribal chief simultaneously fell silent.
Just because of that?
Tribal chief, “...” You should have said so earlier! You rushed in and asked, “Where is it? Where exactly is it?!” Who would know if you were asking about the kitchen or the Yumen Pass entrance?
Fang Ji stole a glance at the chief from the corner of his eye, raised his hand to his forehead, and silently sighed.
If she wanted to eat something, you should have just given it to her early on, why cause all this trouble?
