Towards Eternity
Ch 495's. Take Over (II)

With the departure of Weng Lou by flying, making Wuyong, as well as everyone who saw him speechless in disbelief.

Wuyong rubbed his eyes, making sure that he was not hallucinating at the moment, even pinching himself so surprised.

"ouch!"

That hurts! She really did not misunderstand, Weng Lou actually flew!

"U-It is fortunate that I did not wrongly give up on him, otherwise I would have already died in his hands.It is obvious that he is no longer in the Foundation Base, either, was he at that legendary Soul Cleansing realm?

According to history, Martial Practitioners who were in the realm of Soul Cleansing were able to split the ocean and destroy hills with ease. Flying is definitely a very easy thing for them" Wuyong murmured.

After seeing Weng Lou who had disappeared in the distance, he went back into his room and immediately prepared all kinds of files containing all the information possessed by their headquarters.

There was no intention of escaping again after seeing Weng Lou who was able to fly in the air. He who was only at the 5th level of the Foundation Base, willing to go to any extent he escaped would definitely be found by Weng Lou easily.

He does not need to do this to prove his own thinking.

So did the soldiers who saw Weng Lou flying through the air. Their mouths were wide open, and after a while, they gulped heavily, then continued the work Weng Lou had ordered them all to do, in order to replace the former slaves.

***

In the swamp slum area.

A city stands on the part of the land located in the middle of the swamp. The 5-meter high wall became the city barrier, as well as a muddy swamp and flooded by water.

Inside the city, soldiers were seen with whips in hand, whipping some slaves who were busy cutting pieces of wood, into smaller pieces.

On the other side of the city, some female slaves were busy cooking for all the other soldiers and slaves who were at work.

Some of the soldiers were seen teasing some of the female soldiers who still looked young and beautiful, but surely the seduced female slaves could only ignore them, nothing more. If they get angry, or fight back, then they will get punished.

It was their fate after becoming a slave. All the rights that ordinary people receive have absolutely no right to them.

"Hey! Cut the wood right! If you make a mistake like last time, I'll cut off your hands! Understood?! Do the right thing! I get tired of repeating the same words every day! Even little kids are so much smarter than you guys, fucking slaves!"

A soldier who was seen wearing the most conspicuous protective armor among the other soldiers walked among the slaves who were busy cutting wood.

This warrior was none other than the leader of the soldiers in this city. With an arrogant and disdainful look, he looked at the slaves.

He then stopped next to a slave, who was a man who had a bushy mustache and beard that covered half of his face.

The boy's eyes looked red, swung a large axe in his hand, and cut his wood in one axe swing. His body was muscular and quite tall, about 190 centimeters.

"Hm, good job Li Min. You're the only one here who still works so well even though I feed him wood pulp every day, hahaha!"

The warrior leader laughed out loud as he patted hard on the back of the man called Li Min.

Hearing him, the man stopped swinging his axe, and looked at the warrior leader beside him with his red eyes.

Seeing the gaze from Li Min's red eyes, the warrior leader gasped in shock, and hurriedly retreated from his place.

"W-What do you want to do?! If you want to hit me, then get ready for the punishment that awaits you!"

With his nervous voice, the warrior leader spoke up and pointed at Li Min's face which did not even show the slightest expression. Li Min immediately refocused his attention on his work, and swung again his large axe, while the warrior leader who saw it let out a long sigh.

"Damn it, what the hell is that look in his eyes?! That look of an eye could make me die at any moment!"

The leader of the soldiers went from there, and went to the kitchen of the city, where the slave women were cooking.

The expression on his frightened and irritated face immediately stopped being a perverted look as he looked at the figure of a female slave who was busy dismembering meat on the table.

This girl has a pretty face. His white skin and natural red lips made him the center of attention for the soldiers on duty.

Especially the shape of his eyes that were slightly narrow, making him seem very graceful despite being wearing inappropriate clothes at this time.

"Liul! What are you doing, Liuliu??"

The warrior leader, with his path slightly in a daze, approached the boy with a perverted smile.

He stood behind the table where the woman was cutting meat and kept his smile.

"Go, I may accidentally release the meat-cutting knife in my hand and it may hit you" the woman said without looking at the soldier leader in the slightest.

Although the woman spoke in a slightly threatening tone, the warrior leader seemed to ignore her completely. He considered her speech like the wind, and continued his flirtation with the slave girl.

"Don't Liuliu, you are the former Princess of the previous Emperor. You shouldn't work as a slave here. If you were my wife, I would ask the Emperor to relinquish your slave status, how?" ask the leader of the soldiers who had moved next to the woman.

The woman immediately swung the butcher knife in her hand at the table, and made him make a big enough sound to make the warrior leader startle, and took two steps back.

"I don't care about working here as a slave and doing menial work every day, and until then I won't marry a bastard like you" he said coldly and then left.

"Hmp! I'd like to see you say that two weeks after the festival of Prince Lu Pao's appointment as Crown Prince," the soldier leader's lips that saw the woman go carried the pieces of meat that he had finished cutting.

***

Into the slum forest.

The figure of Weng Lou floated above a city with a height of almost a hundred meters which should be City 7, the place that became his destination.

The city is quite neatly organized according to Weng Lou, although all the buildings are very simple. Maybe if it wasn't for the walls, Weng Lou would have thought it was a village rather than a city.

Its location in the middle of the swamp also makes it unsuitable to be a city at all.

While still looking at the city, from the direction of the city gate, there were several horse carriages moving into the city while carrying several carriages that seemed to be carrying new slaves.

Weng Lou's eyebrows slightly raised when he saw that the ones coming out of the carriage were men who were burly, but chained like other slaves.

Looking around, they looked much more worthy of being called warriors when compared to the soldiers who were in charge of watching the slaves. Either in City 3, or in City 7.

"Hey son, I want to tell you something."

Suddenly Ye Lao spoke inside Weng Lou's head, and made his attention to the slaves in the city split just like that.

"What's wrong? Just plain talk, you're making my concentration break with a conversation directly inside my head" said Weng Lou patiently.

"Ha, it's up to you. I want to tell you, after I checked out the Book of Immortality from last night, it seems like the connection with Zhi Juan has been cut off. I can no longer text her at all" Ye Lao explained.

Hearing that, Weng Lou blinked a few times, and then smiled widely. He had just gotten a piece of good news among the bad news he had gotten since arriving at Fanrong Island.

Ye Lao who heard Weng Lou's laughter could only shut up. He himself knew very well the reason why Weng Lou was currently laughing like a madman in the sky.

If Zhi Juan could not detect the existence of Weng Lou through the Book of Immortality, then the rules on the Book of Eternity would also not be able to work on Weng Lou until Zhi Juan was back in touch with the Book of Immortality.

"Don't think you can freely break all the rules of the Book of Immortality, I can already use the ability to give you the same punishment if you violate one of the rules of the Book of Immortality, so don't mess around," ye Lao said quickly.

"Ha! No need to lie to me, I know clearly you can't do that because if I weaken, then your strength will also weaken!" refute Weng Lou with a confident voice.

Ye Lao was left speechless, what Weng Lou said was the truth. Therefore he always reminded Weng Lou not to violate any of the rules of the Book of Eternity, because every time Weng Lou violates, Weng Lou's power will decrease, likewise with himself because the magnitude of his strength depends on how much power Weng Lou.

After a brief conversation between the two of them, Weng Lou returned his attention to the slaves in the middle of City 7.

The slaves who had just exited the carriage in the stacking lined up and faced towards a soldier who was the leader of the soldiers in City 7, Biantai.

"Hmmm, I was quite surprised when I heard about your rebellion plan to the emperor, but it seems that your plan was already successfully overcome by the emperor, huh? Ahaha!"

Biantai mocked the 20 male slaves. Their bodies were filled with bruises stemming from the torment they had received before they came to this city.

One of the front-rowing men spat on Biantai's face laughing at them, and gave a cold snort.

"Hmp! At least we are not real traitors to the emperor. We dare to raise our swords to exact revenge from the Emperor we have served for so many years, unlike you who even immediately claimed to be loyal to the bastard just because of the number of troops that are more than the emperor's army," said the man with a furious tone.

Biantai wiped his face slowly, and clenched his hands tightly.

Buck!!

His fists immediately floated up and hit hard on the man's stomach to the point of making him bend his knees on the ground and coughed.

"Ck, if it wasn't for the emperor wanting you not to be killed, I would have cut off the heads of all of you here from the beginning! But you're wasting my kindness instead. From today, you will work in this place as slaves, until the end of your lives!"

Biantai ended his words by kicking the man's face to the ground, then immediately turned around and left him.

"Immediately take them to the tent to prepare, after that place them in the Logging Group," Biantai said to one of his subordinates who was later confirmed by his subordinates.

His subordinate immediately did as his leader said. He immediately directed the newly arrived slaves towards the tent of the slaves on the left wing, and before long they were all taken out of the city.

Above the city, Weng Lou heard all of Biantai's talk with the man who became the new monk in the city, as well as his words to his subordinates very clearly.

He immediately moved down, and landed perfectly in one of the alleys that looked deserted. With a single swing of his hand, his body immediately wore the same protective armor as the soldiers.

Qi then came out of his hands, and he started rubbing his face slowly. A few moments later, the shape of his face changed, from the first is still the face of a very innocent teenager, now changed with the face of a young man in his early twenties who was much different. It was a trick of using his created Qi that changed the shape of his face for a while, and was truly the best technique so far that he had created in his opinion.

After making sure that his disguise was perfect, Weng Lou walked out of the alley, and mingled among the passing soldiers.

He continued walking, until he reached the building where Biantai had previously walked in.

Without lingering, he immediately entered it carefully, and it didn't take long for him to arrive in front of the room that seemed to belong to Biantai.

The room was filled with useless items, such as vases of gold, silver tiger statues, and also some wall hangings in the form of preserved beast heads.

Weng Lou's eyes moved and caught the figure of Biantai who was currently sitting in the corner of the room, and enjoying a large pot of wine alone while complaining about something alone.

"Ck! Goddamnit! I'm sick of all this! I should have been one of the captains of the imperial soldiers, but why should I end up being the leader in this cursed place?! What emperor?! He managed to stage a coup simply because of the help of the Red Devil College! If not for that, he would not have been able to rise to become the current emperor!"

Prak!

Biantai slammed one of the chairs nearby, and went back to drinking his wine.

Weng Lou could not hide his smile seeing Biantai's drunken behavior in the morning like this.

Not only did he give up his responsibilities as the leader of the soldiers for drunkenness, but he also instead gave Weng Lou the information that he had just learned this time.

"Ohoho. This guy, it seems like he'll give me a lot of useful information, "he often does, then steps into Biantai's room.

Biantai who was drunk turned his head and looked at Weng Lou with a blurry look.

"Why are you here?! Is your job done?!" Biantai snapped at Weng Lou.

"My task? No no, that's right it's your job."

Weng Lou waved his hand, and Biantai's sitting body immediately slammed onto the floor.

"Give me all the information regarding this empire that you have, or else I'll cut off both your hands."

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