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Although Zhao Tong was only the third in command of the bandit, with his fourth level of Genuine Force Stage, it was enough for him to become an illustrious person within fifty kilometers of the Dragon-Ridge Mountain.
At this time, he was leading more than twenty of his subordinates, and following the mountain path back to the bandit.
It could be said that he had returned with a great fortune this time.
Not only had they successfully robbed two caravans in the past, they had also destroyed a little bandit who only had a dozen or so people, and looted all of their gold and silver.
In the past few days, he noticed that the caravans that passed by the Dragon-Ridge Mountain were a lot more than usual.
According to the Great Leader of the bandit, this was related to a major event that happened a few days ago.
It was said that less than half a month ago, the Three Saint Mountain that was thousands of miles away was suddenly smashed into pieces by a giant palm that fell from the sky.
Zhao Tong wasn't sure where the Three Saint Mountain was. After all, they were so far apart.
However, to be able to destroy a mountain with a single palm strike, no matter what, it must be a powerful technique that only powerful cultivators could use.
Thus, Zhao Tong reckoned that there was a battle between powerful cultivators that triggered the chaos on one side.
The scope of this chaos was very large, to the point that even the Dragon-Ridge Mountain s that were thousands of kilometers away were affected.
But for mountain bandit like them, the impact was greatly beneficial.
In the past, they could only kidnap a caravan a month on average.
If they were unlucky, they would be able to kidnap one for two or three months. Even in the process, it would result in people losing their lives.
However, in the last four to five days, the number of caravans they had hijacked neared ten.
And these ten caravans were all extremely wealthy!
Although there weren't any materials that could help in cultivation and were only mortal caravans, to these mountain bandit whose ambitions weren't even in the Immortal Realm, they were already considered a shocking fortune.
The five days of harvest, as well as the bandit's harvest, had actually surpassed the total harvest of the past year.
How could this not make Zhao Tong smile happily.
He was even thinking happily that he could use this opportunity to greatly develop the bandit. At that time, he would sweep across the entire Dragon-Ridge Mountain and become the biggest bandit.
When the time came, they could have people and money, but they could do whatever they wanted.
Perhaps, in his lifetime, he still had hope of advancing towards the fifth stage of the Genuine Force Stage.
If he could get the favor of some greedy cultivator and have them teach him some mental cultivation methods, it was not impossible for him to be in the Pulse Condensation realm.
If things got to that point, he would really soar into the sky.
When he thought of this, Zhao Tong's heart felt as sweet as if it had been smeared with honey.
However, he quickly curled his lips again.
His imagination was good, and leading the bandit had always been a bold and ambitious plan.
However, within the bandit, there was still the Second Leader who liked to fight against him.
As for the Great Master, all he knew was mud.
If it wasn't for Old Second, then bandit would be at least twice as strong as he is now. Forget about the other things, in the dozens of big and small villages around Dragon-Ridge Mountain, ranking in the top three will definitely not be a problem! Zhao Tong couldn't help but think.
However, he felt that the probability of this happening wasn't high.
The boss and second brother of the bandit were both at the fifth level of Genuine Force Stage.
In terms of cultivation base, he was definitely stronger than her.
Thinking about this, Zhao Tong could not help but feel that his luck was bad.
But today, he was in a good mood.
After all, he had reaped a bountiful harvest. When he returned, his second brother would surely find his expression fascinating.
Thinking this, Zhao Tong instantly felt that the horse under him was going a bit slower.
However, at this time, the sound of a weeping woman came from the ravine ahead.
When they heard Zhao Tong and the other mountain bandit's ears, their hearts immediately shook. They couldn't help but want to quickly see what the woman who produced such a melodious sound looked like.
At this time, there was no need for Zhao Tong's order, the group of more than twenty mountain bandit s rushed forward a few steps, then turned around at the foot of the mountain. At the other side of the mountain road, there was a slender woman with long hair that reached her waist.
Although he hadn't seen her appearance yet, just her back was enough to make people think.
Hearing movement behind her, the woman turned around.
Although her face was covered by a veil, only her eyes could be seen.
However, just by looking at the outline, one could tell that she was a peerless beauty.
Moreover, this beauty's eyes that looked at everyone was filled with panic and fear, like a startled little deer. This made these mountain bandit's heart itch even more.
Seeing Zhao Tong riding on his horse towards the beauty at a leisurely pace, the other mountain bandit all gulped down their saliva. All of them cursed in their hearts: "Good meat has been bitten by dogs."
"You, who are you!" Tears welled up in the beauty's eyes as she shrank back.
Zhao Tong's gaze swept across the other party's neck, chest, and waist. He felt his breathing quicken.
For him, women were not lacking.
But at this moment, he didn't know why, but the woman in front of him seemed to have a huge attraction to him.
Even though he hadn't seen the other party's face, all he saw was a pair of eyes and a clear and melodious voice.
Zhao Tong dismounted from his horse and walked towards the woman.
He was tall, and the woman's waist was probably no thicker than his arm.
"You, don't come over here! You, who are you, what exactly do you want to do!" Seeing Zhao Tong walk over, the woman screamed in panic. She tried her best to pull up the man lying on the ground, but her eyes were nervously staring at Zhao Tong.
Zhao Tong glanced over.
The man lying on the ground looked to be about twenty years old and was unconscious. It was likely that he was a merchant who had been robbed by some mountain bandit and had escaped all the way here.
Zhao Tong had seen one or two similar incidents in the past few days, so he was not surprised.
Zhao Tong's guess was confirmed by the woman's crying words.
"I, my family and my husband came from Jinyang City and wanted to seek refuge with my relatives in the city. However, I didn't expect that they would meet the mountain bandit two days ago.
In order to protect this servant, my husband was cut by the mountain bandit.
Not long ago, when the two of us walked over here, my husband suddenly fell to the ground, unable to wake up.
What can I do — whimper whimper.
I'm so scared, wuu.
A woman's voice, even if it was weeping, was like a pearl falling onto a jade plate. It was especially pleasing to the ear, causing one to feel relaxed and happy.
Zhao Tong and the rest of the mountain bandit were excited and wished that they could say more. They did not notice that when the woman said the word "husband", her face blushed and her body trembled.
But in reality, even if they found out, at most, they only thought that the other person was terrified.
At this moment, the woman was kneeling on the ground. Her figure drew a beautiful curve, which made Zhao Tong's throat tighten and he felt a nameless fire rise in his body.
He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, close to the woman and said in a hoarse voice, "You're just a man. You're lucky to meet me.
"Come back to the village with me, and be a wife to a stronghold. I guarantee that you won't have to worry about food and clothing, and that you won't have to be afraid of a weak man like me anymore!"