Chapter 1455: Kill to the End (Part 3)

Xiao Yeci stood aside, with a hint of pride in his eyes: “I don’t know who the boss here is, but our benefactor is not afraid of him!”

“That’s not something to be taken lightly!” Tan Jinxiao shook his head slightly, “This boss, whether in the open or covertly, has so many tricks up his sleeve.”

Juanzi said beside him: “Our Seventh Master is not afraid, never afraid!”

Liang Wu asked: “Where did Seventh Master go?”

Liang Cai said: “Wasn’t he supposed to meet us here? Let’s wait a bit longer.”

Tan Jinxiao frowned and said: “I told him not to go to Qing Garden, but he wouldn’t listen. This time he’s surely marked.”

…

In the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng and a group of Shadows stood straight.

Their heads lifted up, fists clenched, their bodies straining with effort, trembling with each exertion.

Hong Ying was very nervous, she asked the phonograph: “Xiaowan, is giving birth like this too.”

The phonograph gave Hong Ying a smack: “Why are you asking me? I’ve never given birth!”

After a full twenty minutes, Li Banfeng exerted one last time and spat out a Copper Coin.

The Shadows all exerted themselves and spat out Copper Coins too.

Ever since Li Banfeng learned the High Pillow Worry-Free Skill, this was the hardest object he had faced.

The Gloves picked up a Copper Coin from the ground, checking its texture, made of brass, checking its shape, circular with a square hole.

It’s just an ordinary Copper Coin, the Gloves would never mistake it.

“But why has this Copper Coin become a mark!” Gloves sighed, “I remember Xiao Qianshou also left marks on people, but I can’t remember what his marks looked like.”

Copper Coin.

Upon seeing this mark, Li Banfeng was reminded of a person.

Mr. Kong Fang.

Zhu Yugu said their boss needed money, Mr. Kong Fang also needed money a lot.

Li Banfeng recalled all the Shadows, leaving only one Shadow at his feet.

His wife gathered the Copper Coins scattered on the ground, sealing them with steam for future research.

“Beloved wife, what exactly is a mark?”

“Husband, there’s really no clear answer to that…”

The phonograph pondered for a long time, unable to define a mark, could only explain to Li Banfeng with examples:

“For example, the mark of a Literature Cultivator is usually a character, which contains the Spirit Attribute given by the Literature Cultivator, so the Literature Cultivator can always sense the character’s location. Such marks can help Literature Cultivators find people or objects, but not many Literature Cultivators use marks, The mark for a Peeping Cultivator is a hook; once one is marked, the Peeping Cultivator can monitor their actions. Marks are the foundation of the Peeping Cultivation in the Taoist Sect, The mark of a Curse Cultivator is a curse root; their marks are more useful, and the application of curse techniques almost entirely depends on marks, The Grieving Cultivator’s Deathgate Formation also uses marks. You’ve encountered a Deathgate Formation before, a very difficult array to break. This type of mark is very complex, even Little Servant can’t explain its mechanisms.”

Li Banfeng pondered for a long time and asked: “Doesn’t Home Cultivation have marks?”

His wife replied: “Of course, the blood stains by the house are marks.”

“A Home Cultivator’s mark isn’t left for others?”

His wife laughed: “Home Cultivators, once they reach a certain realm, don’t even bother sparing a glance at outsiders. Their blood is naturally left for their residence, never for outsiders.”

The concept of marks was indeed too complex.

Li Banfeng then looked at Hong Ying: “Does a Traveling Cultivator have marks?”

After asking this question, Li Banfeng didn’t expect to get an answer. As a rough woman, Hong Ying likely wouldn’t know the concept of a mark.

But this time, Li Banfeng indeed underestimated Hong Ying.

“A Traveling Cultivator does have marks. The Old Man’s method of repairing stations at home is a mark. Want to learn? I can teach you!”

“I want to…” Li Banfeng hesitated for a moment and said, “Well, I’d like to borrow it for a bit.”

Hong Ying sneered: “It’s been so long, and you still don’t dare admit you’re a Traveling Cultivator. You and Xiaowan tease each other every day, what’s the point?”

The phonograph chuckled: “Why wouldn’t it be fun, we as a couple enjoy this.”

Hong Ying put down the powder puff and looked back at Li Banfeng: “Call me a good wife, and I’ll teach you the method for making marks.”

Li Banfeng shook his head: “That won’t do, there’s only one wife!”

Hong Ying snorted: “Then there’s nothing more to say, go to your wife to learn about marks!”

Li Banfeng didn’t hesitate: “If you don’t teach, then so be it, I’m not desperate to learn this.”

Li Banfeng walked away in a huff, the phonograph complained to Hong Ying, but secretly felt pleased.

…

Leaving the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng found the others.

Tan Jinxiao said: “Did you also get marked? You shouldn’t have gone to Qing Garden, you acted too rashly.”

Li Banfeng said: “Rash or not, it’s done now, it’s too late for anything else. Are all your brothers here?”

“Yes, do you need their help?”

“I’ve moved Zhu Yugu’s treasury out. Arrange for your brothers to distribute the money. Since we promised to waive all rent this month, we need to keep that promise. As for future rent collection, we’ll figure it out later.”

Tan Jinxiao nodded repeatedly: “Alright, Seventh Master, I’m impressed. What’s your next move?”

“I’ll just wait here, for their boss to come, and have a negotiation, asking him to hand over the Underground City.”

“That’s not as simple as it sounds.”

Li Banfeng said: “Nothing in this world is simple, let’s do it first and talk later. With so much rent money lost, their boss won’t be able to sit still. I reckon in a day or two, their boss will show himself.”

Tan Jinxiao sighed: “I just wanted to bring you to the Underground City for a look, didn’t expect you to charge through to the end!”

Li Banfeng laughed: “What’s the matter, man, you’re scared?”

Tan Jinxiao shook his head: “Not scared, Seventh Master, if I lose my life this time, make sure you write on my tombstone that Tan Jinxiao is someone who was never scared in his life, so that when our General sees it, he’ll know at a glance it’s my tombstone!”