192: Nangong's Thousand Eyes Alliance

Trouble found him as soon as he arrived.

Chu Qing didn't really care.

However, considering Madam Jin, he had to rack his brain to figure out how to respond.

As he pondered, he unconsciously arrived at a place with low-lying houses.

This was… the Slums.

The houses were haphazardly arranged, piled and pieced together without order.

The alleys were narrow and cluttered with many miscellaneous items.

As night fell, a deathly silence descended upon the place.

Occasionally, only a few children, listlessly, would dart through the gaps.

A thought stirred in Chu Qing's heart: "Perhaps, this could be a place to settle down!"

The Slums were chaotic.

But, he had over a hundred servants with him this time.

These servants were strong and robust; some had even cultivated Iron Tendons.

With over a hundred servant guards, Madam Jin would definitely be safe.

The only problem was:

The houses here were in poor condition.

"However, I can renovate them."

There were no real estate agencies here.

However, even if there were, Chu Qing didn't plan to use them.

He grabbed a handful of silver notes and casually stated his intention to buy houses.

Then:

A group of hungry people swarmed him, eager to sell their houses, or rather: shanties!

Because the price was cheap, Chu Qing simply waved his hand and bought over six hundred mu.

Six hundred mu of land was enough for him to build a large mansion.

The news of his extravagant purchase of land in the Slums reached the ears of some people.

They were all stunned.

"I thought he would mindlessly kill people."

"Or even forcibly occupy other people's houses."

"I didn't expect him to go to the Slums?"

"This Chu Qing… his thinking is just different!"

This group of Big Shots no longer paid attention to Chu Qing.

Although they had influence in Zhou City, they didn't want to devote all their energy to Chu Qing.

Having done this much, they felt they had already done justice to the Great Buddha behind Zheng Zhixiang.

As for Chu Qing's future development, they didn't care.

In the vast Zhou City, Prodigies emerged in droves, and there were many Prodigies.

One more Chu Qing, or one less Chu Qing, would not affect the overall situation.

How many Dragons crossing the river, or tigers descending the mountain, came to Zhou City, only to be crushed and disappear among the masses?

...Chu Qing, although he decided to live in the Slums.

But, it wasn't suitable to go there tonight.

He went to find an inn.

Result:

All the larger inns refused to accommodate him.

Fortunately, the people at the smaller inns didn't recognize him, or rather… those so-called Big Shots hadn't given orders to the smaller inns.

"I thought you really had a hand that could cover the sky, making all the shops in Zhou City listen to you."

"I didn't expect your power to be just like this!"

Chu Qing smiled.

Through the inn, he perceived some of his opponents' true strength.

Therefore, his mood lightened considerably.

After settling Madam Jin, Chu Qing didn't sleep but cultivated himself.

Although he no longer had Secret medicine for bone refining.

However, he had a Perfection-level top-tier Secret Inheritance; simply cultivating diligently, his efficiency was still quite astonishing.

Without using Secret medicine, he could forge one Black Gold Bone in three days.

This efficiency was actually faster than Nangong and Cui Moyang consuming Secret medicine.

"I wonder if Nangong has met the people from the Thousand Eyes Alliance."

He had a crazy idea back then: to follow Nangong.

But, considering he was unfamiliar with the place, and considering Madam Jin and others, he ultimately didn't follow her.

"Three days later, I'll go to the Martial Academy; then I'll ask her?"

While resting, Chu Qing's mind wandered.

At this moment:

Nangong sat cross-legged in a secluded Buddhist temple.

Before her were two old Buddhist nuns.

These two old nuns were skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets, as if they were dried corpses.

They chanted scriptures, a droning sound that was irritating.

However, Nangong remained calm.

In the dead of night:

One old nun opened her eyes, and a sharp glint flashed within them.

"Nangong, once you enter the Thousand Eyes, it's like a deep sea; you can never leave."

"Are you sure you want to enter the Thousand Eyes?"

Nangong chuckled: "I must enter."

"If I don't join the Thousand Eyes Alliance, I will eventually fade into obscurity; ultimately becoming a mediocre woman."

"I don't want to be studying firewood, rice, oil, and salt with children years from now!"

"Nor do I want to drift with the current during the Millennial Calamity, to be casually crushed, to be used as a tool for reproduction."

The old nun sighed: "Nangong, the Thousand Eyes are not benevolent."

"Once you join the Thousand Eyes, you have an eighty percent chance of dying before the Millennial Calamity arrives."

Nangong chuckled: "I'd rather be beaten to death on the battlefield than be a mediocre person."

"Even if I die, I want to die in my Peak state."

The old nun fell silent.

After a long while, she said:

"Good!"

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the ritual items!"

The old nun stood up and tottered to the back of the Buddhist temple.

Not long after, she returned with a box.

Opening the box, inside was a peacock feather.

However, this peacock feather was made of metal.

"I'll place the Thousand Eyes Mark on your back; when it hurts, speak immediately."

Nangong nodded, turned, and exposed her back.

The old nun placed the peacock feather on her back.

One second… ten seconds… one minute… Nangong frowned and said: "It hurts!"

Whoosh!

The old nun immediately withdrew the peacock feather.

On Nangong's back, many vertical eyes appeared.

These vertical eyes were lifelike, as if truly present.

Nangong activated her tendons and bones.

These vertical eyes actually spun around, incredibly eerie.

Hoo!

Nangong exhaled a turbid breath and softly said: "Succeeded?"

The old nun smiled: "Quite successful!"

"You have a full thirteen vertical eyes!"

"You are qualified to participate in the Thousand Eyes Alliance's high-level competition!"

Nangong laughed, her body shaking like a swaying branch: "High-level competition? Does it offer many resources?"

The old nun said with a complex expression: "The resources are so abundant they can help you reach the Third Limit."

Nangong shook her head: "I'm talking about Golden Blood, Golden Flesh, Golden Organs, Golden Viscera, and Golden-level Skin and Hair."

"Can these resources be supplied?"

The old nun was silent for a moment: "That depends on your ability."

Nangong smiled.

"My ability… has always been good!"

The old nun sighed to herself, only mumbling: "The Thousand Eyes Alliance is not a good place!"

...Morning:

After Chu Qing, Madam Jin, and Zhao Hongxiu ate, they went to the Slums.

On the way, he said:

"I looked at the houses in the city yesterday and found them all to be very small."

"They're not suitable for so many of us to live in."

"So, I found a separate place, and we'll build a house ourselves."

Madam Jin didn't understand, only nodding.

Zhao Hongxiu secretly frowned, sensing an Anomaly.

But, she didn't speak.

Soon:

Chu Qing brought them to the Slums.

Dozens of servants, wielding long sabers, were driving away the people who had taken the silver yesterday.

Other servants had found a Great Master of architecture and began drawing designs, preparing to start work.

Madam Jin was unaccustomed to such a scene; she leaned close to Chu Qing's ear and whispered:

"Qing'er, let's go back to the inn first!"

Chu Qing thought for a moment and said: "Alright!"

Then, he said to Zhao Hongxiu:

"I'm leaving first."

"Keep a low profile these few days."

"If someone schemes against us, just remember them."

"Once I enter the Martial Academy, we'll make further plans."

As long as he could enter the Martial Academy, many problems would be easily solved.

By then, even if he did something out of line, with the identity of a Martial Academy student, he could easily handle it.

Zhao Hongxiu nodded.

Martial Academy students were, after all, different from others.

Therefore:

She fully supported Chu Qing's choice.

One day… two days… in a blink of an eye, it was the third day.

These past few days, Chu Qing quietly stayed at the inn, cultivating himself.

He didn't go out.

Nor did he cause trouble.

If his servants were bullied, he would just make a note in a small book.

Today was the Zhou City Martial Academy's exchange competition, and also the day for these priority-entry students to enter the Martial Academy.

Chu Qing ate his fill and washed up.

Finally, he checked the two recommendation letters.

"I hope everything goes smoothly."