Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman-Chapter 150 - 115 I am the Bigger Picture!_2

Chapter 150: Chapter 115 I am the Bigger Picture!_2

And for an old man stricken with a terminal illness, this was far more important than the loss of a few men!

Modern medicine had been powerless against the terminal disease; only by seeking a mysterious cure was there a glimmer of hope!

At the same time.

Lu Dahu, who had just played the role of a lone gunslinger, sat in the back seat of the car, gasping for breath, his face alternating between excitement and panic.

He kept thanking the Rat Taoist for his help.

Even though he had fired all the shots, without the aid of the big shot, Lu Dahu guessed that, given his temperament, he would never have been so bold as to climb onto the roof of the car and show off.

Lu Dahu’s phone soon received a call from another Registered Disciple.

Then everyone decided to start a video conference.

Lu Dahu quickly learned that it was Bahadur’s men who had used guns to invite him.

President Huang and others speculated that the attackers were eyeing the profits from the Body Tempering Tea Bags, so after being rejected, they resorted to the usual underhanded tactics!

And it wasn’t just Lu Dahu who was attacked.

In fact, another attack had occurred, and a Mage had been taken away from the scene.

With the help of informants, they learned that the opponents had directly taken the Mage out of Gad City, and it was very likely that they were heading to Bahadur’s stronghold.

A place located in a lawless zone, interlaced at the border of multiple regional powers.

There, a town was mainly formed by the families of Bahadur’s army, and one could say that the place was filled with his people!

“We’re in a bit of trouble, the information shows that we’re dealing with a stubborn old hardliner, and based on the message he just sent, it’s likely not something money can resolve!”

“Not money? What does he want then!”

Upon hearing President Huang’s statement, Lu Dahu couldn’t help but frown slightly.

“He hopes to make a deal with the big shot behind us and wants us to send a representative to talk in person.”

President Huang said this with a wry smile:

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“He also mentioned your prowess, old Lu. You’ve outdone yourself this time! I’m afraid after you return, you’ll have a background of a mysteriously retired ‘King of Soldiers’ in records everywhere!”

Upon hearing this, Lu Dahu’s face turned a bit red, and he could only say that it was thanks to everyone’s help, hinting that it was with the assistance of the higher-ups that he was able to be so fierce.

Just as everyone was at a loss, wondering whether to seek out a more powerful force to negotiate.

“No need to worry!”

Su Ping, who was invisible beside Lu Dahu, slowly spoke up.

His words immediately made the six participants in the video conference show respect.

“I am already aware of the situation.”

“These are the obstacles inevitably faced in the course of development. Continue to work with peace of mind, and wait for my next message.”

The Rat Taoist’s voice carried a faint confidence, reassuring all the Registered Disciples listening.

Su Ping also got up from the car and appeared in a dense forest beside the road.

Su Ping began to recollect information about that General Bahadur.

Realizing that their last action had offended this local tyrant, the Registered Disciples had taken note of his information.

And as their behind-the-scenes mastermind, Su Ping naturally also received a share of the related data.

“This man is nearly seventy, suspected of having contracted a serious illness, but the specific details of the disease are not known?”

Seeing this note, and considering how rash the opponents had been this time, Su Ping vaguely guessed that they probably couldn’t afford to wait any longer, thus resorting to such desperate measures!

But even if the opponents had their own difficulties, it wasn’t a reason to provoke the heritage of his Bone Burying Ground!

Especially since… he was already a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

Even in the Immortal Cultivation World, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was not to be taken lightly!

Su Ping began to stand up, relying on the Invisibility Talisman and the cover of the dense forest, and swiftly flew towards the area where General Bahadur was located!

With Divine Sense spread out, Su Ping was not worried about any schemes, tricks, or traps the opponents might have waiting for him!

Meanwhile, in reality.

Bahadur, feeling secure in his stronghold, had not considered the possibility of an attack or retaliation.

This place was a bona fide military stronghold, not just with thousands of light infantry who had seen blood.

There were even Humvees equipped with heavy machine guns and rocket launchers, as well as anti-aircraft machine guns.

And a Su-style dumb, big, and crude tank that might have been older than most people in the military camp, but, patched up, could still be started and used!

Even subpar heavy equipment is still heavy equipment!

As long as you have it and can use it, you won’t be looked down upon.

It would make those mercenaries, who work solely for money, wisely reject their clients.

“Old Aru, we’ve been friends for decades.”

General Bahadur, sitting on the sofa and taking a small sip from his Body Tempering Tea Bag-steeped hot water, spoke to the mage bound hand and foot in a chair:

“I remember your grandson’s wife was someone I had my men rescue.”

“How could you have had a change of heart just by going to that temple?”

The captured mage hung his head and sighed:

“General… you really made a mistake this time.”

“Don’t you believe the contents of the letter I left? There are indeed real Ghostly Gods there.”

“Those Eastern people have also gained the favor of the Ghostly Gods. Offending them… is like provoking the Ghostly Gods!”

“Hmph!”

General Bahadur covered his guilty conscience with a cold snort and said with a gloomy face:

“If real Ghostly Gods come, I will, of course, offer my sincere tribute, paying money and providing people for protection!”

“But if it’s all about deceiving and pretending to be gods, well, then it’s a different story…”

The mage understood, knowing the general well after having followed him for so long, he had an idea about the general’s thoughts.

The general wasn’t actually planning on severing ties completely.

He was even thinking about bowing down and acting submissive when the time came.

“General… you’re too hasty. Provoking the Ghostly Gods is not something that can be mitigated just by offering tribute sincerely, is it?”

“Other mages have said this in the past, and both of us should have long known that it’s just for money!”

Saying this, the mage paused, seemingly realizing the crux of the problem, and lifted his head to look over.

General Bahadur, without defending himself, nodded in agreement.

At this moment, he needed this mage, an old acquaintance he had brought in, to act as an intermediary.

Making him understand his own vulnerabilities was necessary.

General Bahadur had even reached out to a few local tyrants from Gad City.

He was just waiting for a reaction from the Eastern people to start negotiations.

As long as there were real Ghostly Gods, as long as they could provide what he needed,

General Bahadur felt there was nothing they couldn’t discuss.

He also felt that he had the capital to negotiate.

Even if the Ghostly Gods truly existed, since they needed spokespersons, temples, and mages,

then how could they possibly not need a Defensive Army?

Under this shared interest, what did a few contradictions matter?

After thinking it through, the mage felt a trace of hesitation in his heart.

But he always believed that Ghostly Gods were not beings that mortals could predict or control.

General Bahadur indeed had a good plan.

Unfortunately… he failed to realize that he wasn’t dealing with an interest group formed by people with divergent intentions but united by common interests.

Instead, he was facing an independent-minded Foundation Establishment Cultivator, with emotions steered by his will, more attuned to multifaceted thoughts.

In front of such a great cultivator,

what greater scheme?

I am the greater scheme!