Spare Me, Great Lord!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With the protection and escort of two experts from the Mo family, the trade caravan dared to approach the city. Thus, the quality of their equipment improved and their carriages were all replaced with new ones.

It was as if they were competing with Lu Shu. Sun Zhongyang bought the most luxurious carriage.

Although Sun Zhongyang did not bring much money out, Song Bo wanted to use Sun Zhongyang to elevate his relationship with the Sun family. The Sun family was one of the few very wealthy families in the palace. If not, the others would not have followed Sun Zhongyang out. But Song Bo was not the only one relying on the wealthy families for survival. Thus, Song Bo was rivals with the other slave owners. Whoever was better at business and could gain the favor of the master of the families would be able to obtain more resources.

There was a possibility that Sun Zhongyang’s father would become the next head of the Sun family. Song Bo was very excited. This was an opportunity that the heavens had bestowed upon him. He thanked the gods for their blessing and protection!

The palace was separated into nine and five. The one on top would be the one who sat on the imperial throne. But the wealthy families were also divided into nine and five. There were five upper families and nine lower families. This was something that they had all silently agreed upon.

This meant that the five upper families were situated among the clouds. They were the most established. The nine lower families were also able to look down upon the rest of the Luniverse.

All these families were the families that had fought alongside the old King of Gods. They had a very wide influence.

But now, the favors of the past had slowly been forgotten by the people. Many treated the events of the past as transactions and the sacrifice of lives. These families were bestowed luxury, wealth, and power.

Out of all of these, profits were the most important.

After Sun Zhongyang and the rest had replaced their carriages, they wanted to further anger Lu Shu. After all, they had already been angry for a period of time. But after the two experts from the Mo family arrived, Lu Shu waited inside the carriage. Even when they reached the city, he did not appear.

It was as if what was happening outside had nothing to do with him. Sun Zhongyang and the rest had done all this for nothing… how terrible!

This time, Sun Zhongyang happily paid Lu Shu a total of 4 million notes. This included the extra fees Song Bo incurred for stepping into the forest…

Sun Zhongyang laughed and told Lu Shu that it would not be a problem for Lu Shu to obtain the armor he wanted. After they arrived at the palace, someone from the Sun family would specially engage in this deal with him. They would definitely be honest. The Sun family kept their promises.

To Sun Zhongyang, although they would be able to obtain many sets of armor with 4 million notes, it was not everything that the Sun family had. They did not even have to buy armor from other families.

But Lu Shu shook his head and said, “We promised that you would convert my money into armor. When we reach the palace, I will tell you exactly how much money I have. Furthermore, I will help you to find the commander of the Wei Wu Army, Lu Shu. I still have 3 million notes to earn from that.”

Sun Zhongyang suddenly had an unpleasant premonition, as he did not know how much money Lu Shu had!

To be honest, after the experience with the gambling dens, he had many more ideas. The amount of money that the bankers earned from the gambling den was not a small amount. The 7 million notes that he had earned from Sun Zhongyang paled in comparison.

But… were there any other ways to earn money? Lu Shu wanted to bring some local specialties back to the Heavenly Network. He had to do many things before he was good enough. If not, when he returned and bragged about his achievements as a commander, a pretty boy, and a disciple of the Sword Hut, but came back empty-handed, it would be very embarrassing.

But Lu Shu did not know that whatever he wanted to brag about had already been exposed on his behalf to Earth by Li Ke.

Very few people knew what Li Ke was talking about, but there was no suspense. Those who knew what Lu Shu had done in the Luniverse all felt as if their lives were grotesque and bizarre.

Their Ninth Heavenly King had completely integrated into their world and had amazing achievements…

When Li Yixiao heard that Lu Shu’s motto in the Luniverse was “escape poverty and make a fortune”, his eyes lit up. He waited beside the pathway with Chen Zuan and Cheng Qiuqiao everyday, but the pathway did not open up.

In this period of time, everyone was surprised that Cheng Qiuqiao was waiting by the pathway as well. Even after Chen Zuan and Cheng Qiuqiao had given up, he did not.

What was even more surprising was that Nie Ting came to Luo City more often.

After Lu Shu had treated the Heavenly Network as his home, he was no longer as petty as before. He could even be called heroic.

People had to grow up. Lu Shu had already acknowledged his identity as a Heavenly King.

Now, he thought that the local specialties that he brought back would become the bargaining chip between the Heavenly Network and the realm of cultivation on Earth.

The two experts from the Mo family felt that Lu Shu was somewhat strange. They asked Sun Zhongyang and Mo Xiaoya about the situation, but they stammered. They did not want to admit that they were alive because they had been protected by this fellow…

Although the experts from the Mo family had come in advance, they would have died under Yi Qian without Lu Shu.

“Ahem. They are the passengers in the trade caravan. They are going to the palace,” said Sun Zhongyang in a small voice.

“Yes, yes, yes,” echoed everyone in a small voice.

For some reason, although they clearly knew that Lu Shu was from the rear mountain of the Sword Hut, and was a Rank One expert, and admitting that they were protected by him would not be embarrassing, Sun Zhongyang and the rest all felt that it was odd…

Seven days later, as the trade caravan was traveling, another caravan passed by them and kicked up a huge cloud of dust.

Lu Shu poked his head out of the carriage and looked at the caravan that passed by them. He was somewhat curious. There were seven Rank Two experts in the caravan.

Yi Qian seemed to have sensed Lu Shu’s uncertainty. What he was doing was the most dangerous. Typically, he would have access to channels of communication that circulated classified information. Mercenary soldiers like them had already established a perfect information network. Not only were there assassins, there were people who sold information.

Yi Qian looked at the caravan and said, “There is the seal of an aristocrat in Fujin City on the horse. The one leading the caravan should be a rare genius in their family. His family had bought him a nomination to the Sword Hut selections. They should also be headed for the palace.”

Lu Shu looked at Yi Qian. He was puzzled. Yi Qian was able to guess their identity and motives just by looking at a seal. He was a talent among the Imperial Dragon Soldiers. Typical people would not pay attention to the seal printed on the buttock of a horse, right?

Lu Shu softly muttered to Yi Qian. Suddenly, Yi Qian looked at the caravan and carelessly said, “Boss, I think Lu Shu is inside that caravan!”

Before Lu Shu could say anything, Sun Zhongyang and the rest flew out. They had been dejected this entire trip. They could not find anyone to take out their anger on!

There were six Rank Ones. The caravan was so scared that they did not dare to retaliate when they knew that Sun Zhongyang and the rest had no intention of killing them.

Back then, when they were fighting the thieves, they used this method as well. Did the children of wealthy families need a reason to fight people? No.

But Sun Zhongyang and the rest threw caution to the wind and beat them up. However, they heard Lu Shu say to Yi Qian, “I think that you’ve gotten the wrong person.”

“From Sun Zhongyang’s distress, +666!”

“From Mo Xiaoya’s…”

The people who had been beaten up could not understand what was happening. But they faintly sensed that they had been beaten up for nothing! They had vomited blood. How would they be able to participate in the Sword Hut selections?

Before Lu Shu reached the palace, the 47 candidates for the Sword Hut selection dropped to 46…