Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1212: Chapter 407: No Filial Piety Beyond the Mu Family, No Benevolence Beyond Xia Hong—Moao South Slope Dominator

"Army Chief Mu almost killed two people of Great Xia; today, I’m afraid he won’t be able to leave Hongmen City!"

Originally, the fear in the hearts of Yang Zhun and others had gradually dissipated due to Xia Hong’s softened attitude. Even when they heard him mention the considerable loss Great Xia suffered today at the hands of the Six Towns, clearly hinting at compensation, the Lords of the Six Towns didn’t feel too disturbed, and even began to calculate how much Great Xia would demand.

But Xia Hong’s abrupt change in tone made their hearts leap to their throats.

Indeed, Mu Longhe had just attempted to kill Xia Chuan and Yuwen Dao.

How could Xia Hong not hold him accountable?

Duan Hong’s face turned deathly pale, his mouth slightly open as if wanting to say something, yet his legs felt like they were filled with lead, preventing him from moving even an inch.

Waste!

Seeing Duan Hong’s pitiful demeanor, Yang Zhun’s expression turned extremely grim. He gritted his teeth and eventually stepped forward, cupping his hands and bowing to Xia Hong, "Mu Longhe acted impulsively; it was truly an unintentional act. I hope Lord Xia Hong can be generous enough to forgive him this once!"

After speaking, he exchanged a slight glance with Duan Hong.

Duan Hong received the cue immediately, stepping forward and gritting his teeth, "As long as Lord Xia Hong can spare Mu Longhe, Chui Mountain is willing to offer one billion taels of silver!"

Wow...

One billion taels of silver, even for someone of Xianyang Level, is a considerable amount, let alone the others in Hongmen City. So upon hearing this number, everyone below instantly erupted.

Currently, the most expensive items Great Xia sells at the Treasure Tower are the Dragon Carp, Green Cod, and Black Death, three kinds of Spirit Pills used for enhancing the Peak of Cold Resistance Level. The most costly Black Death Pill is priced at 110,000 taels; one billion taels could buy thousands of them.

Not to mention, if Mu Longhe were a healthy Xianyang Level, the price for his life would certainly be worthwhile, even if it were a bit higher.

The problem is, Mu Longhe’s arms have already been severed.

Moreover, those severed arms and swords were picked up by Great Xia’s people when they fell earlier.

A Xianyang Level without arms, and yet Duan Hong is willing to spend this money, truly commendable.

At this moment, even Mu Longhe seemed slightly moved.

"If Lord Duan truly wishes to spend money to avert disaster, I may not disagree. However, my Great Xia nearly lost two future Xianyang Level individuals; thinking one billion taels would settle the matter, Lord Duan is being too simplistic..."

Xia Hong paused slightly, thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Alright, I won’t make it difficult for you; ten billion taels will be enough. As long as Chui Mountain can produce ten billion taels of silver, I’ll release Mu Longhe. How about it?"

Duan Hong’s expression instantly froze.

Not only Duan Hong, but Yang Zhun and Yang Fa, including the other four towns’ Xianyang Levels, all furrowed their brows sharply.

The amount skyrocketed to tenfold!

Ten billion taels of silver amounts to 25,000 tons of silver.

Though reserves less than 100,000 tons are called micro silver mines, a typical micro silver mine has a maximum reserve of 70,000 tons; 25,000 tons of silver is almost a third of a normal micro silver mine’s output.

What is output?

It’s the result of expending masses of manpower and resources to mine it out.

No doubt, Chui Mountain can come up with this amount.

The issue is spending such a huge sum to save Mu Longhe with severed arms.

Is it worth it?

Duan Hong’s slightly troubled expression already provided the answer.

Though Mu Longhe previously took Dan Medicine to suppress his injuries, the pain of Xianyang Level bone fracture evidently wasn’t easy to endure; cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Observing Duan Hong’s expression beside him, his body shivered sharply, and his expression dimmed a bit.

Yang Zhun’s face visibly showed some intent to move, but his gaze lingered on Mu Longhe’s arm position, ultimately suppressing the urge to step forward.

The Xianyang Level’s cultivation mainly concentrates on the bones; complete fracture of arm bones poses a problem even preserving cultivation. If preserved, it still equals becoming useless; ten billion taels of silver surely isn’t worth it.

"Mu Longhe offended Great Xia; his current fate is deserved. How dare I let the Lord spend vast sums to rescue a cripple like me? I leave my life at Great Xia’s disposal, only hoping the Lord treats the Mu Family disciples kindly in the future!"

Mu Longhe, aged as he was, naturally saw the situation clearly; ultimately, he voluntarily spoke to give Duan Hong an out. After speaking, without hesitation, he flew directly towards Xia Hong.

Watching Mu Longhe’s departing figure, a trace of regret flickered in Duan Hong’s eyes. He spoke in a deep, whispered tone, "Don’t worry, Longhe; I won’t mistreat the Mu Family!"

"Father."

"Great-grandfather..."

"Grandfather."

As Mu Longhe flew towards Xia Hong, thirteen individuals of Cold Resistance Level in South City cried out in alarm, directly rushing to the front of the Ministry Building.

"Halt!"

Having returned to the military formation, Xia Chuan saw these thirteen charging together. Even knowing their identity, he still loudly scolded them to halt.

"Halt!"

Already having suffered a loss just now, not only Xia Chuan, but Yuwen Dao and the other thirty thousand-plus troops of Great Xia naturally wouldn’t be careless again. They immediately roared in unison; five thousand strong bows and more than twenty thousand weapons instantly aimed at those dozen people.

Among those thirteen, there were men and women, the old and the young. The Xia Army’s majesty made them freeze in place instantly, afraid to take another step forward.

In mid-air, Mu Longhe had already halted upon hearing the noise. Seeing the Xia Army’s strong bows and weapons aimed entirely at the thirteen individuals, he urgently pleaded with Xia Hong, "Lord Xia Hong, those thirteen are my Mu Family’s ignorant descendants; they acted rashly out of anxiety. Please spare their lives; I assure you they’ll never seek vengeance against Great Xia in the future!"