Chapter 161: 161. Renamed as Che Che Jian

Yunshan City, Cloud Sea Gang headquarters.

Zhou Chaosiang’s trusted aides soon brought back accurate information.

Upon receiving the news, Zhou Chaosiang showed a gloomy expression, not expecting that the plague god was indeed an enemy of her aunt.

The other party coming to find her was not by coincidence but a calculated act of revenge.

A confidant asked softly, “Gang leader, should we still send?”

She was referring to sending construction materials to Moon Viewing Peak, which was clearly extortion.

Zhou Chaosiang revealed a cold smile: “Send, of course, we must send, but he has offended my aunt, he won’t bounce around for long, whatever we send now, I’ll demand it back tenfold later.”

…

Early the next morning, Lu Qiuling skipped her morning lesson and secretly ran to Moon Viewing Peak.

Seeing only Fang Zhou alone on Moon Viewing Peak, with no sign of Xiao Ba, Lu Qiuling showed clear disappointment and dissatisfaction: “Boss, did you send Xiao Ba down the mountain overnight?”

Fang Zhou stared at her with a half-smile, “Why are you asking this? Are you specifically looking for Xiao Ba?”

Lu Qiuling quickly laughed and denied: “Of course not, didn’t you say the Cloud Sea Gang would come today to build a house for you for free? I’m here to watch the fun.”

Fang Zhou looked at her for a few seconds, then got up and headed back to the house: “Come with me, I have something to tell you.”

Lu Qiuling followed Fang Zhou into the bamboo hut, even taking the initiative to close the door.

Soon after, the bamboo hut echoed with Lu Qiuling’s screams and the sounds of chaotic movement.

A while later, Fang Zhou walked out and went to the waterfall to wash his hands.

Lu Qiuling, clutching her backside, gingerly walked out from the bamboo hut with an annoyed look at Fang Zhou: “Boss, why did you hit me?”

Although being close to a handsome young boss was delightful, it definitely didn’t include being spanked; she wasn’t a masochist, happy to be beaten.

Fang Zhou glanced at her casually: “You think I didn’t know about you deceiving Xiao Ba?”

Lu Qiuling’s expression stiffened, quickly explaining: “Boss, you misunderstand me, I just like Xiao Ba.”

“Do you think I’m still a child like Xiao Ba?”

Fang Zhou snorted coldly: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming, daring to target even children; this time is a warning, next time it won’t be just a spanking.”

Luckily, Lu Qiuling was also a woman and hadn’t harmed Xiao Ba. If she were a man, Fang Zhou would surely have castrated her.

Lu Qiuling immediately showed a flattering smile: “Boss, don’t worry, I won’t have any bad thoughts again.”

Despite feeling disappointed that she had been discovered so quickly, realizing she wouldn’t be able to meet Xiao Ba anymore.

She also secretly blamed Fang Zhou, the nasty boss for hitting her so hard, her butt was probably split open now.

Despite the spanking, Lu Qiuling didn’t leave, shamelessly staying.

As noon approached, the Cloud Sea Gang indeed sent many construction materials, transported by the Heavenly Sword Sect’s shuttle, showing the gang’s considerable connections within the sect.

The person in charge of the materials was Zhou Chaosiang’s confidant, who apologized to Fang Zhou, saying Zhou Chaosiang was unwell and couldn’t deliver them personally.

Fang Zhou generously said it was no problem. He knew Zhou Chaosiang wouldn’t show herself and would be impossible to find, undoubtedly hiding.

The materials sent were plenty, requiring several trips to deliver, mainly consisting of wood, stone, and bricks.

Lu Qiuling was greatly surprised that Fang Zhou’s words yesterday were true, the materials were not cheap, and the gang leader wasn’t kind; could they really be given free?

Lu Qiuling sneakily eyed Fang Zhou, wondering if he used seduction to get those materials.

After the materials were delivered, the Cloud Sea Gang members said goodbye without mentioning when they would help with construction, and Fang Zhou didn’t ask, happy that the materials were delivered.

Sending Lu Qiuling away, Fang Zhou was left alone on Moon Viewing Peak.

He walked to the construction materials, picking up a piece of wood.

Although the wood looked intact, when Fang Zhou broke it, he found it decayed inside, and so were several other pieces.

The stone and bricks were equally defective, falling apart easily, obviously of poor quality. It was impressive the Cloud Sea Gang managed to gather so much junk in a day.

The gang might have thought Fang Zhou was an ignorant outsider or simply didn’t care about being discovered.

This suited Fang Zhou; if they had sent decent materials, it would have been a headache for him.

…

Fang Zhou entered the gourd space.

The water he brought back from Sword Lake had become a paradise and swimming pool for the gourd children; every time he entered, he saw some of the smaller gourd children playing in it.

This time was surprising, seeing all seven gourd children playing in the water as soon as he entered.

This displeased Fang Zhou, fearing the water would turn into gourd soup at this rate.

He scrutinized for a while, focusing on the elder three, whose improper swimming styles could mislead the younger four.

Thankfully, from Fang Zhou’s observation, the gourd children’s swimming styles were proper, avoiding any incorrect demonstrations.

The gourd children noticed Fang Zhou, Hong Tang and Cheng Xing shyly slipped out of the water, only the third child remained indifferent towards him.

However, when she saw Fang Zhou taking out the Xuanyuan Sword, she immediately reacted sharply, baring her teeth.

Seeing the third child’s reaction, Fang Zhou found it amusing and threw the Xuanyuan Sword into the water.

According to True Master Yu Jian, soaking an ordinary iron sword in this water could cultivate a Spirit Sword, and if it had a Sword Spirit, it could even nurture it.

The Sword Spirit is a type of Artifact Spirit, potentially emerging from treasured heirlooms.

It’s said the founding ancestor’s sword of Heavenly Sword Sect, after centuries of legacy, birthed a Sword Spirit, holding a unique status in the sect, treated with utmost respect–even by the sect master.

Fang Zhou didn’t know the grade of the Xuanyuan Sword or if it contained a Sword Spirit.

After Fang Zhou threw the Xuanyuan Sword into the water, it remained motionless; far from having a Sword Spirit, it didn’t even behave like the Spirit Swords in Sword Lake.

“Trash, you’re called Xuanyuan Sword? Better rename it Trashy Sword,” Fang Zhou shook his head in disappointment and went to find Cheng Xing.

After the Xuanyuan Sword entered the water, the third child stayed in her sharp state, angrily staring at the sword but daring not approach.

The seventh child, unafraid of the sword, immediately swam over trying to retrieve it.

As soon as she reached for it, the sword agilely floated away.

The seventh child’s stubborn streak kicked in, chasing relentlessly, but no matter how she chased, even with help from other gourd children, she couldn’t catch it.

Exhausted, the gourd children saw the Xuanyuan Sword leisurely floating aside, like someone enjoying a bath.

Fang Zhou didn’t notice all this, having approached Cheng Xing.