Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 998 - 510: Cooperation (3)

Not qualified.

With just this bit of capability, it’s no wonder the company wants to upgrade his brain. Well, it’s fine like this too; the opportunity was given to you, and if you’re ungrateful for saving your life and dare not settle the debt, then you can’t blame others for plotting against your family’s assets.

So, Chen Xuantian shouldered the bamboo pole, hoisted the fish skin bundle, and swaggered toward the bustling market with the giant worm in tow.

This place isn’t a town or a state mansion; it’s just opposite the army camp, a water village formed by a large gathering of merchant ships. The Immortal Palace’s army wanted to control the river mouth at Yunmeng Swamp leading to the Li River, so the camp docks sprawled across the water and river, built on the sandbar at the river mouth.

And wherever there is an army, there are business opportunities. Traders from the Northern regions came with their merchant ships, establishing markets across the river, bringing fine wine, delicacies, and women, trading specialties with the Immortal Army Guard to earn military salaries, and also gaining protection from the big army. With such a stable and safe trading point, even the Southern wilderness people of Li brought boatloads of furs and demon meat, hunting materials from the Li River to trade with merchants for various living supplies, and with the Immortal Soldiers for military armor equipment, food, and warships, benefiting all three parties with mutual cooperation.

And as the leader of the Li people, and soon to become the General of the Southern Pacification, the commander of the Immortal Soldiers, the Nangong Family is naturally the owner of this water village. Today, the largest tower ship in the center of the water village is adorned with Vermilion Bird Flags, resembling a fort-like tower.

The guards of the tower ship are all Li people, each clad in heavy armor, wielding solid weapons, but with shaved heads, tattooed faces, broad shoulders, and muscular builds, resembling beasts who just learned to walk on two legs, armed to the teeth.

Alright, Chen Xuantian understood after wandering all the way.

Actually, the ancestors of the Li people were also proper Central Plains people. However, people must actively adapt to the environment. In the wilderness and jungles of the Southern Border, making a living naturally can’t be like in the Central Plains, wearing brocade clothes, fragrant and adorned with jade.

This world’s people are self-evolving wetware by nature, and after several hundred years of natural selection, the weak have long since died out. The survivors are those who practice Gang Fist and Body Refinement, tear tigers and leopards with bare hands, eat demons alive, and can adapt to jungle life like ape-like beasts. Compared to Central Plains merchants, one side is dark and strong, the other pale and fat, a very stark contrast.

Interestingly, although the Southern Li Country is the same as the Northern Kan Country, both being borderlands, facing demons, and under Central Plains oppression and exploitation, there isn’t that xenophobic mentality. Despite their rough demeanor, the Li people at least didn’t make trouble for Chen Xuantian, the little fatty.

Hmm, probably because the Extreme North Ice Field is indeed resource-scarce, and people must compete for resources to survive. While in the Southern Border, everyone being immigrant convicts, needing to band together and cooperate to contend with native demons...

"Bang!"

Just as praising the Li people for their cooperative, non-xenophobic ways, a silk-clad trader was beaten and rolled out of a shop right in front of Tie Dan...

"You dog! You’re stuffing your belly with money earned at the cost of lives! Leeching off brothers’ blood and sweat! Won’t chop off your head!"

"Help, aaooaoo..."

Then a skinny, monkey-like kid in linen clothes dashed out, grabbed the trader’s scalp, and with a knife in hand, sliced his throat with a swipe, "Swoosh——!", blood spraying half the street.

"Hey! Stop! Stand still for me!" "Disperse! Disperse!" "Block the street! You there in straw sandals, grab him!"

The surrounding guards never expected someone would kill in broad daylight, caught off guard, they rushed over, a group chasing after the kid disappearing at the end of the bustling market.

Chen Xuantian scratched his head, that kid, seemed like he’d seen him somewhere before...

Forget it, seen too many people to remember, better take this chance to meet the Mistress.