I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 144: Chapter 118: I Create a Myth in the Human World

Retired righteous outlaws, former mountain bandits, burglars, street swindlers, and even wanted fugitives on the run.

But this Gentlemen’s Alliance has no fixed gathering place. Instead, its members use a secret method to contact one another.

”I met a friend a few years ago who accidentally revealed the Gentlemen’s Alliance’s contact method to me. To be honest, I don’t even know if he’s still alive. He was just a small fry in the alliance. But if you see this symbol on the streets, you might be able to find them nearby.”

A hint of hesitation crossed Si Youqing’s face. It wasn’t that he was unwilling to tell Zheng Xiu, but rather he felt that a man of Zheng Xiu’s status had no need to associate with such odd characters. But Si Youqing could see how invested the young man was in Ye Weiyang’s case, so he finally relented.

’Alas! Even a hero is no match for a beautiful woman!’

Si Youqing sighed wistfully. As he watched Feng Bei’s departing figure, he felt as if he understood everything.

As he spoke, Si Youqing lightly tapped Zheng Xiu’s palm three times in the shape of an equilateral triangle.

”Three dots?”

”Yes, that’s the Gentlemen’s Alliance’s secret contact signal.”

Si Youqing’s expression turned serious as he warned, ”The Gentlemen’s Alliance has quite a few Miracle Masters. The moment they see Ye Weiyang’s attire, they won’t come anywhere near you. If you really want to find them... heh, a smart young man like you will figure something out. However, you must remember not to get too deeply involved with them. After all, Shuzhou isn’t the Zheng Family’s territory! Be careful—a Fierce Tiger like you could end up being bullied by mere dogs in Shuzhou!”

”Don’t tell me you’ve had a bad run-in with them?”

Zheng Xiu asked curiously.

”As if! Hahaha... Do you have any idea who I am?” Si Youqing let out a hearty laugh, waving his hand dismissively.

’Got it.’

’Si Youqing definitely had a bad run-in.’

Zheng Xiu winked at Si Youqing, a knowing look on his face.

The exquisite carriage left the city with Dou Xie at the reins, shivering and cursing under his breath in the rain.

Inside the carriage, Feng Bei and Yue Yan sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they headed for Yunliu Temple.

Once Feng Bei had left and the range of his Divine Travel was no longer a constraint, Zheng Xiu found an opportunity to disappear in a wisp of green smoke.

Back at the Zheng Residence, Zheng Xiu summoned Qing Shisan and ordered him to continue keeping an eye on the happenings within the city.

As the folk tale about the ”Eternal Purgatory” continued to spread, Zheng Xiu went about his days accompanied by the women of his household. On the surface, he was merely shopping and inspecting his businesses, but secretly... Zheng Xiu was ecstatic to discover that as he walked the streets, he could faintly feel a sense of confinement!

It was the same feeling as being in a prison cell!

Although the sensation was faint, almost illusory, and he couldn’t yet use his prison-born abilities, it was a promising start!

The folk tale of the ”Eternal Purgatory” had led some people to believe that deep beneath the Imperial City, there truly was a place called the ”Eternal Purgatory”!

Zheng Xiu gazed up at the clear sky and the warm, gentle sun.

A peculiar thought surfaced in his mind.

’If this legend continues to deepen over time, could this city, this Daqian Realm, and even Heaven and Earth themselves, become a ’prison’ in a conceptual sense?’

No! If the scale of this ”folk tale” were to expand further, would it still be just a folk tale?

It would become... a myth?

Zheng Xiu suddenly realized with a start that what he was doing—harnessing public opinion and the fear of villains—was, bit by bit, creating a ”false myth”!

He was creating a false myth!

But for a [Prisoner], once everyone believes this false myth, it becomes a true myth.

Advancing along the [Prisoner] Path, with its omnipresent ”Purgatory on Earth,” could turn a false myth into reality.

A myth named ”Eternal Purgatory”!

’What would happen if I succeeded?’

”Then wouldn’t I become...”

Having connected the dots, Zheng Xiu wore a strange expression as he muttered the name of a mythological figure from his past life.

”Ksitigarbha King?”