I Am Supreme

All the outsiders had left.

Besides the toiling workers, the Residence of Nine Supremes was only left with three of its kingpins.

It was at this point where Shi Wuchen expressed his amazement and shock, in addition to boundless bewilderment. He tapped on his years of experiences as he tactfully sent a psychic voice message to Yun Yang.

‘Boss… Did you – did you plan this since the very beginning?’

Yun Yang was finally relieved as well as he nodded slowly and answered, “Did you think that everything was mere coincidence? Did you think that the massive amount of stolen goods could be so easily disposed of? Even if we managed to pull it off this time, what about the next? Are you going to rob only this one time?”

Shi Wuchen’s eyes almost fell out of his sockets. He was suddenly very impressed with… himself! He admired his brilliant decision to join the Residence of Nine Supremes without hesitation. He was brilliant! He was too clever!

He also genuinely admired his boss, the veneration washing over him like an unexpected tidal wave.

Recalling Yun Yang’s plan that had been hatched from naught to develop into a series of close-knitted maneuvers… He had first withdrawn the Ethereal Amethyst to attract everyone’s attention before establishing his sect using the gap and leaving the subsequent matters to Little Fatty… Perhaps there was only one accident that Yun Yang did not anticipate – the addition of Shi Wuchen’s participation!

In spite of this, Shi Wuchen could easily imagine that even if he were not present when the sect was built that day, Yun Yang would continue to steal based on his sole capability without any hesitation; at most, he would not rob cultivators who were at the Saint level and above right from the start.

As his designated plan was carried out and he continued to plunder at an insane rate, it naturally exuded a manic feeling, as if he would die if he did not rob. These actions hinted at the arrangements for his future partner! When his loot grew to a certain extent, he would go to the black market and search for a partner to fence the goods, be it openly or covertly, exposing the fact of him being a bandit. At least, this would be what it was like to his partner. Even when Yun Yang had not spoken about it, his target since the very beginning would still be a well-established commerce organization in the Bound of Universe, like the General Commerce League.

After all, only an organization like this could fulfill his need for a fence.

Once he entered, the subsequent plan would naturally unfold as he disclosed the anticipatory details upon the Ethereal Amethyst’s exposure in a timely manner. Any organization that was incisive would give up on the treasured gem like the Ethereal Amethyst that was bound to be encountered repetitively and lead the consequent anticipation – the Spirit’s Grave!

Yun Yang then securely tied the targeted trade organization to himself using this so-called Spirit’s Grave and turned the General Commerce League that was supposed to be a huge threat to his bandit identity into his protector instead!

From then on, there would be no hidden dangers in his raids, his safety would be assured, his fencing channel would be smooth-sailing, in addition to so many bodyguards who were free of charge! It was akin to killing many birds with one stone.

“I wonder how boss’ brain is wired – why is he called Supreme Cloud? He should obviously be called Supreme Wit…” Shi Wuchen exclaimed in awe.

Connecting each link, the consequences would be grave if anything happened to any one of the loops. Yet, everything was completed without any hiccup as things progressed!

How could Shi Wuchen not be impressed? He was utterly dazzled by Yun Yang. He finally knew what it felt like to throw oneself at somebody’s feet from admiration.

However, there was one thing that Shi Wuchen did not know about. The episode where Little Fatty had exposed the Ethereal Amethyst back then was not at all part of Yun Yang’s strategy. It was wholly an accident!

Yun Yang had merely turned the accident into an opportunity and built the momentum into his subsequent action plan.

This was evidence of a clever man, acting spontaneously and riding the wave. His intelligence was clear to see, even from such a small move.

The sect was still under construction.

Yun Yang thrust a large number of resources to Little Fatty; those were actually from the loot as not all of the stolen goods needed to be fenced. There were things that they could use straight away. Then, he left, once again disappearing among the mountains with Shi Wuchen.

He only left behind a few words –”Hurry up!”

Little Fatty understood what was told by heart, immediately bringing along a hefty amount of wealth with him, and descended the mountain to recruit more people for work.

This time around, Qian Duoduo recruited several thousand people to be added into the sect’s construction project and bought forty young men and forty maidens from the city’s recruitment market. He also employed ten managers, three accountants, eight servants, and purchased a mass of living necessities like blankets, mattresses and everything else he could think of… While he was at it, he obtained forty horse carriages and two hundred cart-pulling mystical uni-horn cows.

They returned on their merry way, like a victorious army who was returning from their conquest.

It must be mentioned that these items that Little Fatty purchased could at least feed ten thousand people for a year without being frugal! Some of the things that were not perishable could last even longer.

Furthermore, Fatty’s ingenious decision was his extensive purchase of spiritual herbs, spiritual medicine, and precious flower seeds…

“As a sect, how can we not have our own spiritual herb garden? It’s too passive and dependent on others to always source for them externally.”

This was what Little Fatty said to himself.

“In the future, not only do we have the spiritual herb garden, we shall have weaponry, a mystical beast court, the punishment hall, the judging court, the military room, the execution hall, the miscellaneous hall, the internal affairs court, intelligence, spies, assassins… We’ll have all of them!”

“We aren’t sure how the future will be for now but we must have these outlines at the very least.”

If there were outsiders, they would surely be surprised by Yun Yang for finding someone like Little Fatty. This fellow was a capable character, adopting a far-sighted view on external affairs!

Ninety percent or more of these tasks that were supposed to be Yun Yang’s were actually shouldered by the fatty alone! He was living up to his name as the majordomo, a true chief aid of the sect.

As Little Fatty returned to the mountain consigning the goods he had purchased, Yun Yang and Shi Wuchen were once again on a hunt for their next target, almost robbing Little Fatty and his entourage…

At the leg of the Swallow’s Hill around the junction, there were still plenty of people searching for the Raiders of All But God, despite the days that had passed.

Everyone’s eyes were wide, but their patience was wearing thin due to the long period of inactivity. It was during this moment that anyone could raise suspicion!

More often than not, martial artists fought each other without a reason, finding each other’s faces a nuisance to look at. Since they could not stand the sight of each other and the Raiders of All But God was not here, they proceeded to do battle!

Let them fight to their heart’s content first – the others would have to show up when someone caught the bandits anyway, so it did not matter.

They did not mind whether they battled sooner or later – they still had to do battle regardless of their circumstance.

‘You don’t mind? I don’t mind either. It’s just fighting. Your father’s bored out of his mind for days, the brimming impatience is waiting to be vented!’

Therefore, many practitioners growled and fervently engaged themselves in battle.

As Yun Yang and Shi Wuchen made their way, they had encountered more than seven to eight groups of men fighting heatedly.

The two bandits were free to roam around instead.

Yun Yang could not help being speechless as he watched what was unfolding before him.

“Raiders of All But God! Surrender now!”

Thirty to forty men formed a barricade, their leader wearing a menacing grimace.

“Are you trying to pass with a mere word or two after plundering the goods from Steel Castle? Let me tell you, there’s no such thing in this world!”

These were the two men who had been besieged by the “Steel Castle” cohorts, one clad in white while another one wore yellow.

Both of them were clearly befuddled.