"Gentlemen, what is your decision?"
As Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao were deep in thought, Zhao Shengtian scanned everyone present and spoke again.
"Five hundred units of Gold No. 1 will bring a qualitative leap to your families' strength. You will no longer be content with a small corner. This opportunity comes only once. I hope all you patriarchs will consider carefully."
"Zhao Shengtian, our Zhao family has no objections. We are willing to sign the equity transfer agreement for the Heavenly Dragon Tower."
Zhao Ding Tian, Zhao Shengtian's grandfather, did not know what secrets the Heavenly Dragon Tower held. However, the temptation of a hundred units of Gold No. 1 made Zhao Ding Tian stop thinking and immediately agree to Zhao Shengtian's terms.
"Good, as expected of my grandfather, decisive." Hearing Zhao Ding Tian's words, Zhao Shengtian was overjoyed and immediately had a woman in red present the prepared hundred units of Gold No. 1.
Upon receiving the hundred units of Gold No. 1 from Zhao Shengtian, Zhao Ding Tian's eyes gleamed with fervor, and he then signed the equity transfer agreement.
"Everyone, the Ye and Zhao families have agreed. What is your families' opinion?"
Of the five great families, the Ye and Zhao families had already signed. Now, only the Qin, Qi, and Kong families remained. Zhao Sheng's eyes turned to Qin Cangjing, Qi Kaidi, and Kong Jie.
"Since the Ye and Zhao families have agreed, then our Qi and Kong families naturally have no objections. We are willing to sign."
If no one had taken the lead, the Qi and Kong families would have continued to hesitate. However, now that the Ye and Zhao families had each received a hundred units of Gold No. 1, if the Qi and Kong families objected, their strength would fall behind the other two families, and they might even be weakened or destroyed by them.
"Good, Uncle Qi and Uncle Kong are indeed decisive figures. Your nephew admires your swift decision-making."
Zhao Shengtian smiled and had two subordinates present the prepared two hundred units of Gold No. 1.
Thus, four of the five great families had now agreed and chosen to sign the equity transfer agreement. Only the Qin family had yet to declare its stance.
"Brother Cangjing, have you made up your mind?"
Zhao Shengtian looked at Qin Cangjing, whose face was as calm as ever, and felt a hint of discomfort in his heart, but he still maintained a smile and asked.
"I'm sorry, I have no interest in the Killers' Guild's Gold No. 1, so I do not intend to transfer the property rights of the Heavenly Dragon Tower."
Qin Cangjing looked at Zhao Shengtian and said with a smile, "I refuse."
"Brother Cangjing, have you really thought it through? This is one hundred units of Gold No. 1. If you refuse, from today onwards, Strong Qin will no longer be Strong Qin."
Zhao Shengtian never expected Qin Cangjing to refuse so resolutely. His expression darkened as he asked.
"Gold No. 1, I don't covet it, and the Qin family doesn't covet it. The Qin family became the strongest among the five great families not because of drugs, but because of the Qin family's spirit. Even without a hundred units of Gold No. 1, our Qin family is still the Qin family, and still the strongest of the five great families."
As he said this, Qin Cangjing slowly stood up, and the playful smile on his face turned sarcastic. "The tea is good, thank you."
With that, Qin Cangjing turned and left. Zhao Shengtian stood behind Qin Cangjing, a sinister smile on his face, and said, "Brother Cangjing, what if I insist on the Qin family's property rights to the Heavenly Dragon Tower?"
"The Qin family's possessions were obtained with Qin Swords. If you want to snatch them by force, you can ask the blood-drinking Qin Swords if they agree."
Qin Cangjing said calmly, and then over a hundred men dressed in black, holding meter-long black swords, surged towards Qin Cangjing.
These men had no expression on their faces, but their appearance was like a dark cloud, making everyone present feel oppressed and suffocated.
"Are these the Qin family's Black-Clad Swordsmen?"
Seeing over a hundred black-clad men holding swords, everyone present's face changed dramatically, and they said in fear.
The Qin family's Black-Clad Swordsmen were all top-tier martial artists. They were known as the Blood Buddhas, leaving behind a sea of corpses wherever they passed.
The Qin family's dominance was entirely due to the Black-Clad Swordsmen, and the other four great families also feared the Blood Buddhas, which was why they had never dared to plot against the Qin family.
Seeing these over a hundred men, like figures from hell, the people from other families felt a deep sense of dread.
"Black-Clad Swordsmen? Blood Buddhas?"
Luos, standing behind Zhao Shengtian, looked at the over a hundred terrifying Black-Clad Swordsmen. The corners of her mouth curved up, revealing a cruel smile. "I've heard of your existence for a long time. Good, today, let me experience firsthand how terrifying the so-called Black-Clad Swordsmen are."
"Luos, the Red Rider of the Three Peaks and Twelve Riders under the leader of the Killers' Guild, Tian. Please give me your guidance."
With that, Luos drew a sword as thin as a cicada's wing from her waist and charged towards the over a hundred Black-Clad Swordsmen.
The moment she charged out, Luos was enveloped in a dense red mist, transforming into a ball of red light. Wherever the red light passed, the over a hundred Black-Clad Swordsmen were sent flying into the air.
However, before the Black-Clad Swordsmen could even counterattack, Luos swiftly swung her sword.
It was a seemingly ordinary sword strike, but as it was unleashed, thousands of fierce and domineering sword energies erupted. These sword energies precisely struck the Black-Clad Swordsmen in mid-air, instantly causing them to explode into mist of blood.
"This..."
Seeing this scene, not only were the members of the other families stunned, but even Qin Cangjing wore an expression of disbelief. Was the Red Rider Luos really this powerful?
Instant kill, over a hundred Black-Clad Swordsmen killed with a single sword strike. Not only did the members of the four great families find it unbelievable, but Qin Cangjing also could not believe it.
"This woman's cultivation is probably on the same level as my uncle's," Shen Lang whispered, equally shocked by the scene.
"Whoosh—"
At this moment, the Red Rider Luos appeared before Qin Cangjing like a ghost and said, "Patriarch Qin, I didn't like your previous answer. Could you please say it again?"
"Alright, then I'll say it again."
Qin Cangjing said calmly, "I refuse."
At these words, the members of the four great families were shocked, unable to believe that Qin Cangjing was still so defiant after witnessing the death of over a hundred Black-Clad Swordsmen. What gave him the confidence?
Shen Lang, upon hearing this answer, smiled. This was the true Qin Cangjing, his friend.
"I do not like this answer. From today onwards, the Qin family will have no patriarch."
Hearing Qin Cangjing's words, Luos's eyes turned cold, and she said indifferently.
With that, the sword in the Red Rider Luos's hand flared, and she thrust it towards Qin Cangjing.
However, in the next second, the sword was blocked by a giant sword falling from the sky.
The giant sword was nearly 1.8 meters long and nearly 20 centimeters wide, with a thickness of nearly 10 centimeters. It was an unparalleled greatsword, weighing a full 1800 jin. Throughout the world, there was only one person capable of wielding this giant sword: Du Gujian, the Grandmaster of Swordsmanship of the Dragon Country.
Du Gujian, dressed in white, leaped and stood on the sword hilt, looking at Luos with sharp eyes and smiling, "Your swordsmanship is good. Dare you take one of my strikes?"