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Chapter 65: Gang Life Isn't Just About Fighting
Chapter 65: Gang Life Isn’t Just About Fighting
"Body Cultivator!"
"Brother Wang, you’re actually a Body Cultivator!"
The crowd began to disperse through various passages, a never-ending stream of people leaving.
Luo Chen followed the Broken Mountain Gang, expressing his admiration enthusiastically.
Wang Yuan still had that uninterested look, as if the powerful and victorious demeanor he displayed under the watchful eyes of the crowd wasn’t his at all.
The other gang members, like Luo Chen, occasionally cast admiring glances his way.
Body Cultivators, known as Body Refiners in ancient times, were once as renowned as Qi Cultivators.
However, with the passage of time and the advancement of magical artifacts, arrays, and talismans, Body Refiners gradually declined.
Now, when some cultivators occasionally showcase powerful physical abilities, it’s usually just a secondary practice.
Even the more orthodox ones are simply called Body Cultivators.
Nonetheless, Body Cultivators remain a realm that solitary cultivators can hardly touch.
The resources required to hone the body are far beyond what ordinary people can afford.
No one expected that Wang Yuan would quietly take this path.
However, from what it looked like, he wasn’t following the pure Body Refiner path. His combat techniques still bore the shadow of a cultivator.
Faced with Luo Chen’s amazement, Wang Yuan suddenly sighed.
Luo Chen, puzzled, asked, "Brother Wang, why are you sighing? You won, and you won so decisively that you even made it onto the Young Talent List."
Beside him, Zeng Wen chuckled, "Yeah, maybe when you leave Phoenix Fall Mountain, a cultivator from Jade Peak Sword Sect will invite you to join them."
Wang Yuan just shook his head.
He glanced at Luo Chen, "Come with me to the headquarters later. As my only protege, you should be introduced to the others."
"Sure thing."
Luo Chen nodded eagerly. At this moment, he wasn’t afraid of Gao Tingyuan at all.
He had a powerful backer now!
Brother Wang was incredibly strong, strong enough to crush even Demon Cultivators who could rival Sword Cultivators.
The Broken Mountain Gang was also very strong, winning five out of nine battles. They were likely to experience rapid growth from here on.
This was great, and Luo Chen could definitely benefit from this.
He had always been alone, struggling with limited resources and support.
On the path of cultivation, he had no one to guide him, no one to help him, making his journey incredibly difficult.
He wanted to join a cultivation family or a sect, but he feared becoming a mere tool.
Now, things were different.
Brother Wang, though somewhat aloof, had a grand vision and a broad perspective.
With his protection, and with Luo Chen’s own cunning, he should be able to navigate this new world smoothly!
Lost in these thoughts, the group left Phoenix Fall Mountain and arrived outside the Jade Peak Sword Pavilion in the inner city.
The scene outside was chaotic.
"I won seven hundred spirit stones!"
"Rich, I’m rich now!"
"What was I thinking, betting everything on the Heart Devouring Tiger!"
"Broken Mountain Gang won, I lost. I’ll probably have to go work in the Li family’s mines now."
"Years of savings, all gone in one day. Sob, sob, sob."
"Wang Yuan, may you suffer a thousand deaths!"
The closest person, holding a betting slip, sobbed and cursed Wang Yuan.
Ironically, Wang Yuan was right beside him.
As the man continued to curse, he was forced to stop, trying to force a smile, but it ended up looking more like a grimace.
Luo Chen felt no pity.
Gamblers deserve their fate.
He, who had the most faith in his brother, hadn’t placed a bet at all.
The landscape was like a gentle mountain stream, with lush forests.
Bamboo and wooden houses were scattered like stars on a chessboard.
At the center stood a massive pavilion.
In front of the pavilion, a square paved with green stone slabs was as large as half a discussion platform.
This was Luo Chen’s first visit to the Broken Mountain Gang.
The scene before him made him wonder if he was in the wrong place.
Shouldn’t there be fortified towers, weapons lined up, and a grand display of a powerful gang?
Why did it look so serene?
But then, considering this was a cultivator’s territory, it made sense.
Fighting to the death was for acquiring cultivation resources outside.
At home, of course, it should have the atmosphere of a place for cultivators to meditate and refine themselves.
Following Wang Yuan and the others into the headquarters, Luo Chen didn’t say much, just curiously looking around.
During this time, Uncle Mi appeared to arrange the funeral and aftermath for the fallen cultivators, then hurriedly disappeared.
It was said he was negotiating the handover of waterway transportation with the Great River Gang.
In the evening, Uncle Mi returned to the headquarters with an excited look on his face.
A banquet was set up, and they drank and celebrated.
Tables of food infused with spiritual energy were brought out, and those eligible to attend were almost all late-stage Qi Cultivators.
There were over two hundred people present.
Among them were a few like Luo Chen, who were at the mid-stage of the Qi Refinement realm. Most of these individuals were family members of the gang's core members.
Luo Chen blended in, standing out just enough to be noticed but not to be a distraction.
Many knew he was Wang Yuan's junior brother, a protector of the gang. Today, Wang Yuan had won the final battle, becoming a great contributor to the Break Mountain Gang. Everyone was willing to give him face, and by extension, Luo Chen as well.
The victory celebration lasted well into the night.
Uncle Mi Hua had to attend an internal meeting, so Luo Chen didn't join.
Wang Yuan found him. "Are you going back to the inner city, or staying here for the night?"
Needless to say, who would want to travel in the dead of night?
Although there were patrols in the outer district before, now that the grand opening ceremony was over, even the Jade Tripod Sword Sect's Golden Core Elder was about to return to the sect.
It was uncertain whether the patrols would continue in the outer city.
"Big Brother, go and come back soon. I'll sleep with you tonight!"
"Get lost!"
Wang Yuan laughed and left.
After he was gone, a gang member led Luo Chen to a residence where Wang Yuan stayed.
"Protector Wang usually doesn't live here. He only rests here occasionally when involved in gang affairs."
"May I ask your name, Daoist friend?"
Luo Chen smiled at the man in front of him. The man's cultivation was only at the fourth layer of the Qi Refinement realm, one layer lower than Luo Chen.
In the talent-abundant Break Mountain Gang, he was just a low-level member, slightly better off than the outer members at the initial Qi Refinement stage.
"My name is Lu Yancai."
Luo Chen warmly grasped his hands. "Daoist Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
Lu Yancai seemed unaccustomed to such warmth from a cultivator, feeling awkward and unsure whether to pull his hands away or not.
This was Protector Wang's only junior brother!
No one had expected that Wang Yuan, who used to handle dirty work for the Break Mountain Gang, would rise so quickly.
First, he achieved great feats in conflicts with the Great River Gang, then ascended to the position of protector, and now he had publicly slain a demonic cultivator, making a name for himself.
He even had a place on the Genius List established by the Daoist Discussion Platform.
Luo Chen didn't keep him awkward for long, quickly withdrawing his hands.
As they walked, Luo Chen inquired about the Break Mountain Gang.
"The Break Mountain Gang is thriving. I assume you all live quite well?"
"Glory belongs to Protector Wang and Hall Master Luo. We, the small scattered cultivators, merely huddle together for warmth, seeking a stable environment for cultivation."
"I heard there are regular hunting trips to the mountains. With experts guarding, the harvest should be substantial, right?"
"It's passable, just enough to make ends meet. The beasts in the mountains are more ferocious. Encountering a second-tier beast often results in heavy losses. If we're unlucky and face a third-tier beast, it's usually a total wipeout."
Luo Chen's eyes twitched.
So, the Break Mountain Gang wasn't as easy to join as he thought!
The glory was for the higher-ups, while the dangers were for the juniors.
If he joined, he would likely have to participate in those dangerous activities.
This wouldn't do. While he wasn't afraid of battles, he should have enough strength to crush his opponents, whether human or beast.
After a brief analysis, Luo Chen felt his situation becoming increasingly awkward.
Wang Yuan was strong, but he had been low-key these years and had no solid base of support.
Others would give him face, and occasionally Luo Chen as well, but when real trouble came, he wouldn't be able to avoid it.
If there were internal conflicts, he would likely become a sacrificial lamb.
Luo Chen even regretted coming here.
However, he was a person who could find joy in hardship and adapt quickly.
Since he was here, he needed to find something beneficial for himself.
"Daoist Lu, I've heard that besides the main base, the Break Mountain Gang has a concept of the Seven Tigers Hall?"
Lu Yancai replied casually, "Yes, there are seven halls."
"Is there any difference? Are they divided by people or tasks?"
Tasks?
Lu Yancai blinked but quickly understood the term.
He smiled. "There are differences in roles. Three halls are responsible for combat, whether against humans or beasts. The other four halls handle mining and transportation, herbal collection and processing, personnel and merit, and beast herding."
Luo Chen's eyes lit up!
A cultivation gang was indeed more than just fighting and killing!
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