Chapter 50: Circular Cut!

The precious medicine entered his stomach, and its medicinal power was generated.

The Blood Robe was woven, and clever thoughts transformed.

Following Ding Xie’s breathing, a mist of blood rose three feet high, and under the guidance of Ding Xie’s thoughts, an extremely unique Blood Robe quickly took shape.

When the last ‘thread end’ was drawn into the Blood Robe.

Buzz!

A trembling resonance, like a sword leaving its sheath.

Qi force erupted with the sound.

The continuous drizzle surrounding him was swept away.

The second Blood Robe passed directly through the first Blood Robe, merging with Ding Xie in a more conforming and tighter manner—

【Click to view folded judgment】

【Consuming the precious medicine ziwei xia pill, judging…】

【Judged as the third consumption, the Cultivation efficiency of the Iron Cloth Shirt has received a massive boost!】

【Iron Cloth Shirt: Level 5 → Level 6】

【Iron Cloth Shirt Level 6: An Iron Cloth Shirt that surpasses conventional logic, forged by secret medicines, precious medicines, and extraordinary talent and Physique. The first layer, the Flesh-Clothing, has not only reached Major Achievement, eliminating all weak points, but has also achieved a Breakthrough beyond its original scope by weaving a second Blood Robe using extremely unique techniques, greatly enhancing defense. Effect: Ignores the fists, feet, clubs, rods, sabers, and swords of those with Physique 6, ignores small-caliber handgun fire, reduces armor-piercing attacks by 20%, Physique +6】

(Note 1: Iron Cloth Shirt has reached its current limit)

(Note 2: ziwei xia pill loses effect)

…It’s done!

Ding Xie looked at the words ‘ignores small-caliber handgun fire’ and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nobody knew the threat of Firearms better than Ding Xie himself, who was skilled at using Fast Guns.

However, that was before!

Now?

Ding Xie touched the silk thread robe and the silk thread armor.

He carefully sensed the specially upgraded Iron Cloth Shirt again, and the smile on his face deepened.

An unprecedented sense of security allowed Ding Xie to pack up his hidden stronghold not only quickly but also happily.

This secret stronghold could no longer be used.

The owner of the previous house had sent people back to investigate.

This place was very likely exposed.

Even though it was extremely inconspicuous.

But all the spoils Ding Xie had recently acquired were here.

Even a slight loss was unacceptable to Ding Xie.

Therefore, they must be moved.

And when he chose this location before, Ding Xie already had a second set of plans—

He placed a door panel, which he had prepared beforehand, between the two wheels of the doctors mercy, concealing the gun body. He then placed all the spoils on the door panel and covered them a second time with a rain poncho and straw cloak. The doctors mercy now looked like a strangely shaped flatbed cart.

Ding Xie put on his straw cloak and bamboo hat, and like a coolie pulling a flat cart, he headed towards the Shallow Beach.

He walked continuously from Baihua Street towards the Seawall.

When he saw the beach, he continued straight to the right.

There was a Rocky Area here.

Bypassing the Rocky Area led to the Shallow Beach.

Originally, Chinese People lived here, but after several unusually brutal murder cases, and two more deaths when reporting failed to yield results, the Chinese People were forced to leave.

Afterward, this place became the Camp of the japanese people Pioneer Corps.

They occupied the former houses of the Chinese People and quickly established themselves.

On the surface, they made a living by fishing and farming.

But secretly, they engaged in murder and robbery.

Especially maintaining close ties with the Brothel on Baihua Street.

Therefore, Tamura Saburo knew immediately when something happened at the Brothel.

However, his knowledge was useless.

Not only was he of commoner birth, making him low-ranking in the Pioneer Corps.

But also because the vast majority of the Pioneer Corps had gone out to sea ‘hunting’ yesterday afternoon.

Out of the entire hundred-person Pioneer Corps, only thirty people remained on guard now.

Moreover, they were all farmers and commoners by birth.

There was only one person like Tamura Saburo who had been granted a surname.

Because of this, Tamura Saburo became the leader among those remaining.

“Lord Tamura, what should we do?”

“Are we just going to wait here?”

“The Witch Lord is dead. When the Samurai Lords return, how will we explain this?”

The remaining members of the Pioneer Corps asked questions all at once.

Tamura Saburo grew increasingly irritable.

Of course, he knew that the Witch Lord, who was like a deity, was dead.

But what good was knowing that?

Should they go seek revenge on the person called Great Sage Sun?

That would be suicide!

Yet, they couldn’t do nothing.

That would only incur the displeasure of the Samurai Lords, and might even lead to his surname being revoked.

Therefore… “Don’t worry!

We need to find people who are incapable of fighting back, preferably widows who have lost their husbands, elderly people who have lost their children, or children without parents.

They are the targets we should use to show our efforts.

We will use these people’s savings to cover the Brothel’s losses.

We will use these people’s heads to appease the wrath of the Samurai Lords.”

As soon as Tamura Saburo finished speaking, the eyes of the japanese people farmers and commoners in the surrounding Pioneer Corps lit up.

“Hong Kong is already in complete chaos.

No one will care about these old people, weaklings, women, and children.

Even those smaller shops can be listed as targets!

This is our opportunity!”

A japanese people commoner said.

Everyone present knew what this opportunity meant.

Lord Tamura—not Tamura Saburo, but the Samurai Lord who granted Tamura Saburo his surname—once said.

As long as they could cut off three heads, they would be given a surname and allowed to become superior men.

Just like Tamura Saburo!

Wasn’t it by cutting off the heads of the original inhabitants here that he was granted a surname?

Instantly, the breathing of all the japanese people became rapid.

They had not received true martial arts training and could not use swords, bows and crossbows, or Matchlock Guns.

However, they were all young men, and hunting down the old, weak, women, and children would certainly not be a problem.

“Everyone!

The opportunity is right before your eyes!

How you proceed is up to you!”

Tamura Saburo began his address, imitating the Lord Tamura he remembered.

He stood up from the floor, looked at the dense crowd in the room, and raised his voice considerably.

“Those who wish to stay here, guard the Camp well!

Those who wish to earn merit, line up outside!”

After speaking, Tamura Saburo strode out.

Less than a minute later.

Everyone inside the house walked out.

They stood neatly in the open space, looking at Tamura Saburo.

Tamura Saburo immediately smiled.

This unprecedented sense of recognition made him extremely excited.

“We are not farmers, nor commoners.

We are warriors, warriors of Your Majesty the Emperor!

We must use the weapons in our hands to pledge loyalty to Your Majesty the Emperor!”

Tamura Saburo jumped onto a nearby box and yelled loudly.

“Pledge loyalty to Your Majesty the Emperor!”

The people below responded.

Then, they began distributing weapons.

There were no Firearms.

Just Short Knives.

“Remember, you must choose targets weaker than us!

When you strike, you cannot be merciful!

Moreover, we can smile and deceive them into turning around, and then stab them with a knife!”

Tamura Saburo provided guidance while distributing the weapons.

All the japanese people listened attentively.

They completely failed to notice a strangely shaped flatbed cart parked outside the Shallow Beach area.

Ding Xie stood beside his flatbed cart, holding the ethereal silk and the yin blade in his hands.

Six strands of ethereal silk were tied together.

One end was tied to the yin blade, and the other end was held in Ding Xie’s hand.

It wasn’t until Ding Xie finished tying everything, inserted the yin blade into a log on one side of the square, and then walked a circle around the japanese people holding the other end of the ethereal silk, that one sharp-eyed japanese person finally spotted Ding Xie.

“Who are you?”

The question attracted the attention of the japanese people.

Under the gaze of all the japanese people, Ding Xie remained silent and continued forward.

Instantly, the ethereal silk tightened.

The next moment—

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!