Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1269 605: Flowers God_2

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Previously on Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo'...
Zhang Xiuling refused He Jiaqing's harsh terms to hand over Hundred Flowers Gate. After discovering Shen Rongqing's hint to find Li Qi, she learned he was unavailable. Advised to seek Master Wu, she instead decided to visit Lu Family Mansion to find Duan Shaoxia, only to learn Duan Shaoxia had already left. Left with no other options, Zhang Xiuling prepared to summon the Flowers God.

Legend has it that the Sect Leader of the Hundred Flowers Gate, in the midst of the flowers, can receive the power of the Flowers God through prayers, but this is just a legend, unlike the situation of the Qingyun Society.

Bei Wushuang was once the Dragon Head Master of the Qingyun Society, and he really had watched over the Qingyun Society, but whether the Flowers God truly watches over the Hundred Flowers Gate is uncertain; before, some said that the Sect Leader indeed gained power through prayers, but whether it was the power of the Flowers God remains inconclusive.

In the midst of the flowers, Zhang Xiuling devoutly prayed, while Fu Lianhong beside her earnestly persuaded: "Sister Xiu Ling, let's not waste time here, we don't even know if the Flowers God is real, our Sect Leaders have always been Literature Cultivators, and there's never been a flower cultivator in our gang, what's the use of praying to the Flowers God?"

"It's useful! The wisdom of every past Sect Leader was given by the Flowers God!"

"That's something made up to fool others, why did you fool yourself too? Sister Xiu Ling, sis..."

After berating for a long time, Zhang Xiuling remained silent, and Fu Lianhong was a bit surprised, did she really gain the power of the Flower God?

A gust of cold wind blew, and a crystal clear long thread floated from Zhang Xiuling's mouth.

She had fallen asleep, with drool flowing.

Fu Lianhong sighed: "Fine, have a good sleep. When you wake up, you'll know what to do."

...

Li Qi asked Shen Jingye for a batch of dark energy carriers, all of which were materials used for ropes.

Shen Jingye, with bandages on his face, looked at the application form Li Qi handed over: "So many?"

"Little Shen, it's not meaningful to say that, we are genuine friends."

"I just casually asked." Shen Jingye waved his pen and signed on the application form.

He wasn't worried that Li Qi wouldn't return it; Li Qi went through the formal process, and having it accounted for on paper was enough.

Li Banfeng glanced at the bandages on Shen Jingye's face, with some areas still showing dark red blood stains: "What's wrong with your face?"

Shen Jingye laughed: "These past few days, I've had quite some pimples on my face, and my wife couldn't help but squeeze them, which ended up injuring my face."

"It's quite badly hurt, your wife must have quite a heavy hand."

Shen Jingye bitterly smiled repeatedly: "She's a nice person, just has this temper..."

Li Banfeng had no interest in listening to matters about his wife, he returned to his living quarters, intending to take this pile of carriers back to his Portable Residence, when he suddenly felt the Judge's Pen at his waist quiver.

"What's up?" Li Banfeng picked up the Judge's Pen and asked.

"There is." The Judge's Pen wobbled.

"What is it?"

"Forgot."

"No rush, let me know when you remember."

Retrieving the dark energy carriers into the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng accompanied his wife in making ropes for over two hours, when the Judge's Pen seemed to suddenly remember something, came to Li Banfeng, and with a very serious tone asked: "Do I look like a flower to you?"

The room was silent for a second.

A second later, starting from his wife, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

Only Li Banfeng didn't laugh; he knew the Judge's Pen was speaking seriously: "Did you remember something?"

The Judge's Pen was still trying hard to recall: "I think I nurtured many flowers."

...

After waking from a sleep, Zhang Xiuling was indeed much clearer-headed.

She took the Hundred Flowers Gate roster and the Baihua Seal and handed both to He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing accepted them directly without refusal: "Sister Xiuling, don't blame me, I'm doing this for the sake of the Hundred Flowers Gate and for long-term future considerations."

"The brothers are willing to follow you, giving the Gang to you gives me peace of mind." Zhang Xiuling spoke the truth; she proposed to turn over the Hundred Flowers Gate to He Jiaqing, and none of the Hall Masters objected.

Fu Lianhong added: "Young Master He, from now on, you are the Head of the Hundred Flowers Gate, I'll call you the Head just this once,

from now on, our sisters are withdrawing from the Hundred Flowers Gate, and we have no further involvement in the gang's matters."

He Jiaqing felt very regretful: "Sister Xiuling, why bother? I'm just a titular Sect Leader; you are still in charge of the sect matters."

Zhang Xiuling lowered her head and smiled: "Young Master He, no need for platitudes, at least leave me some dignity, let things pass like this."

On that day, Zhang Xiuling left the Hundred Flower Garden, and the Hundred Flowers Gate officially belonged to He Jiaqing.

To such an outcome, He Jiaqing was not surprised at all; he knew what the true state of each major gang was and also knew that their backers would not easily show themselves.

This matter caused quite a stir again in Puluo State, the headlines in all the major newspapers were about He Jiaqing, who read through every newspaper carefully, finding all the reports very satisfying, except feeling that his own newspaper was somewhat lacking.

"Hundred Flowers Gate changes leadership, why the turmoil?"

He Jiaqing looked at Shen Rongqing: "Did you write this article?"

Shen Rongqing nodded slightly.

He Jiaqing sighed: "Is this because you're angry with me?"

Shen Rongqing lowered his head and said: "How dare I, the article was written too hastily, and some wording is inappropriate."

To this explanation, He Jiaqing was clearly dissatisfied, the atmosphere was a bit tense, and Duan Shuqun quickly changed the subject: "I heard that Zhang Xiuling plans to leave Greenwater City in a few days; should we continue to monitor her?"

"No need to monitor," He Jiaqing shook his head, "eliminate her."

Shen Rongqing could hardly believe that it was He Jiaqing who said this: "Zhang Xiuling has already yielded, and the gang has been handed over to you, can't you spare her life?"

He Jiaqing shook his head: "As long as she is alive, the hearts of the Hundred Flowers Gate's people will not settle."

Shen Rongqing took a deep breath: "Jia Qing, Zhang Xiuling is the first talented woman of Puluo State, if you kill her like this, how will others perceive you?"

"It's not important, what I do is for Puluo State."