My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

133 Escape!

The reinforcements still did not arrive.

In the city lord’s mansion, the atmosphere in the hall had dropped to the freezing point. The people who were already depressed by the continuous attacks of the waves of demons couldn’t take it anymore.

“Lord Hu, do you have anything to say now?” Bai Bashan’s tone was unfriendly.

At this moment, because of Hu Guanpan’s deliberate actions, Overseer Cheng Li had not arrived yet. Only Hu Guanpan, the dojo masters, and a group of people from Pingnan City were in the hall.

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“My best friend sent me a secret letter two hours ago. County Governor Jiang doesn’t want me to do this. I don’t want Pingnan to exist…” Hu Guanpan sneered. “He saw that I’m powerful and wanted to get rid of me. Sorry to have implicated you all. Everyone, feel free to stay or leave!”

Bang! Bang!

Bao Ziyan immediately slammed the table and stood up, his killing intent soaring. “We should have thought of this earlier. You secretly amassed your forces and have a large number of troops! How could the county governor just sit by and do nothing?”

The group of dojo masters suddenly understood. Their faces were filled with killing intent.

Qing Yunhe held onto his cane and said coldly, “I just didn’t expect that he would disregard the great wave of demons to seal the entire Pingnan to a place of misery and suffering in order to get rid of you.”

“Didn’t he consider that once the demons pass through Pingnan City, they will spread to the other villages?”

These dojo masters didn’t understand. They still couldn’t guess the ruthless thoughts of the officials.

“Well… Does Lord Hu mean that you’re not leaving?” Sun Yuanshan suddenly asked.

“My best friend said that he is holding the tiger tally and has already brought an army of ten thousand soldiers. He wants to join forces with me and use Pingnan as a point to plan slowly…” When Hu Guanpan said this, he looked at the crowd.

“How do you know that your best friend isn’t lying to you? How confident are you, Lord Hu?” Bai Bashan said in a low voice.

“He’s a brother who climbed out of a pile of corpses with me. Even if he doesn’t help me, he definitely won’t harm me.” Hu Guanpan’s voice was firm. All his assets were in Pingnan, and he had County Governor Jiang behind him who wanted him dead.

Behind him was the territory of Lingjiang, and in front of him was the tide of demons. There was no way to retreat. Therefore, he could only trust this.

“I’m sorry, Lord Hu. I have dozens of disciples, and I don’t want the Tyrant Fist passed down by my ancestors to be lost in my generation!” Bao Ziyan stood up and cupped his fists. He had already made up his mind.

“Anyway, I won’t stay! I’m going to lose one of my legs if I do!” Qing Yunhe was very determined as he stood up and walked.

The other dojo masters also expressed their opinions. Everyone was well aware that without any reinforcements, staying behind would only lead to death.

Hu Guanpan listened to everyone’s words and remained calm from beginning to end. He quietly listened to everyone’s angry complaints. Then, he slowly got up.

“I’m sorry, everyone.” He saluted the dojo masters, Qin Huai, Reihom, and the others. “I will lead the rest of the army to buy time for you and the disciples of the dojos.

“The backyard has already prepared three days’ worth of food for you and your remaining disciples according to the number of heads. We can set off immediately. After cutting ties with me, I believe County Governor Jiang will not make things difficult for you.”

When everyone heard this, they couldn’t help but be stunned. They didn’t expect Hu Guanpan to go to this extent.

“Lord Hu, you have a big heart. It’s a pity…” The master of the Mang Mountain Saber Dojo shook his head, turned around, and left.

The others also left one after another.

Qin Huai and Sun Yuanshan were about to leave, but Hu Guanpan stopped them.

“Grandmaster Qin!” Hu Guanpan laughed bitterly. “I have a favor to ask.”

“Lord Hu, please speak!” Qin Huai was serious.

“Grandmaster Qin, please take Jinghai away. His state of mind is still immature. If he runs away alone, I’m afraid he’ll die.”

“No problem.” Qin Huai agreed immediately. “If Lord Hu didn’t lend us the troops that day, my master might not have been able to survive the attacks of the dojo masters.”

“Indeed, a little kid in exchange for this old man’s life, it’s worth it!”

Hu Guanpan gave Qin Huai a few more simple instructions before everyone parted ways.

In fact, there was not much left of the Changshan Dojo’s property. Most of them were exchanged for food and various medicinal herbs needed for the battle at Songfeng Pass.

The few that were left were some of the most poisonous herbs that his master, Sun Yuanshan, had kept in his poisonous herb field. Now, he had ground them into powder or refined them into poison.

“The two of us will try to carry all of this with us.” Sun Yuanshan took this matter seriously, and his eyes flashed with a touch of pain.

Those medicinal fields were the products of his dozens of years of cultivation, and now they could no longer be returned.

“These poisonous substances can even cause great damage to a sixth refinement martial artist if used properly,” Sun Yuanshan said. Back when he was dealing with Gao Cheng of the Sacred Heart sect, he had used these most precious items.

Qin Huai accepted all these items. He then threw an unsealed wooden box onto the carriage.

The person in the box was Hu Guanpan’s youngest son, who was also his disciple, Hu Jinghai. Hu Guanpan was afraid that he would make a fuss and refuse to leave, so he simply knocked him out and threw him into the box.

“Lord Hu even gave us all the poisonous things in the city lord’s mansion …” Qin Huai looked at the box of familiar things in the luggage. They were poisonous objects that the city lord’s mansion had kept for many years.

“They’re as effective as mine.” Sun Yuanshan confirmed.

As the master and disciple walked, they divided up all these powerful poisonous things and stuffed them into their bodies.

The foundation that had been emptied out by the many days of battle was filled up all at once. It had even been upgraded.

Sitting inside the carriage, Qin Huai looked at the empty streets of Pingnan City as they passed by…