Chapter 326
What do you want?
Chapter 326 What do you want?
Mist Cloud Sect.
Mr. Bai, having recovered from his injuries, went to the pancake shop.
As soon as he arrived, he saw a snow-white fox lying at the door with its eyes closed, ignoring the people coming and going around it.
However, the business at the pancake shop was still poor.
Besides him, there was only one woman in a black dress.
He had met this person once before, and he seemed to be someone with many turbulent thoughts.
He wasn't surprised by this; there are many people like that.
He won't waste his time on people he doesn't care about.
Although the other party has many secrets, none of them can compare to Jiang Man.
A man who can marry an ancient woman is unlikely to be simple.
Not to mention he's still alive.
Despite his young age, he has already reached the late stage of the Primordial Spirit realm and has even solidified his Primordial Spirit.
but.
It didn't have that amazing feeling.
That's far from enough.
Perhaps it's too early; it's not time for that yet.
The Great Cure of the Immortal Sect has covered up too many things for everyone.
He shook his head, found a table, sat down, and ordered two sesame seed cakes and soy milk.
"Do you have any other flavors of sesame seed cakes?" Mr. Bai asked.
Song Qing shook his head: "Not yet. Does the guest have any suggestions?"
Mr. Bai thought for a moment and said, "Does it have any unique village characteristics?"
"Pancakes?" Song Qing asked.
Mr. Bai smiled and nodded: "We can give it a try."
“I’ll have to ask our head chef. He can do everything, but he just hasn’t had the chance to show off his skills,” Song Qing said.
Song Qing then went in to inquire.
Mr. Bai was eating when the person arrived.
“Yes, Mr. Bai can have whatever he wants to eat in the future, but he has to let us know in advance, otherwise we won’t have the ingredients,” Song Qing said.
After a pause, Song Qing continued, "For example, Mr. Bai hasn't come for a long time this time. If he hadn't told us in advance, we wouldn't have been able to sell anything even if we had prepared."
Mr. Bai nodded: "Then I can order some food. It looks interesting."
"Has Mr. Bai been busy cultivating lately?" Song Qing asked curiously.
Mr. Bai shook his head: "I was recuperating at home, and I went out for a while to chat with your boss."
Song Qing was both surprised and worried: "Looking for our boss? What does the guest want?"
Mr. Bai casually said, "I spoke to him for a while, telling him that his Daoist partner had committed murder and that his family was in a terrible state."
Upon hearing this, Song Qing was shocked: "Is the guest trying to sow discord? To ruin our boss's relationship?"
Mr. Bai, who was eating a sesame seed cake, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Song Qing, saying, "Why do you think that?"
Song Qing asked in confusion, "Isn't that right?"
Mr. Bai asked, "What good does it do me if they have a bad relationship?"
“Didn’t we have a grudge? Is this revenge?” Song Qing said.
Mr. Bai took a sip of soy milk and said, "When they are in a very good relationship, wouldn't it be better to kill one of them and make them never see each other again?"
"They were forcibly separated."
"Besides, your boss is exceptionally talented and should have been involved in what I'm talking about."
"Furthermore, he has an extremely strong will, so any attempt to sow discord is meaningless."
"It's just that he and his Daoist partner probably don't have that deep affection right now, but the fact that his Daoist partner has stayed here shows that things are developing in a positive direction for them."
"Only by knowing everything can one understand the other person and prevent one's mind from being affected by the truth that will be known in the future."
"The bond will become stronger."
Song Qing was taken aback: "The guest is helping our boss?"
Mr. Bai shook his head again: "No, that's complicated, but I still feel that the person who killed me should be your boss, even though he doesn't seem amazing."
"But what if it really can be done?"
"It might not be a bad thing."
Song Qing didn't understand any of this. Didn't you two have a grudge against each other?
In response, Mr. Bai calmly said, "Personal grievances are insignificant."
Mr. Bai put down his bowl and suddenly remembered something, saying, "I forgot to tell him something else. What a pity about that pretentious old woman."
Song Qing didn't understand, and Mr. Bai didn't explain further.
"You should think more about yourself. You have good fortune, but the danger is also considerable." As he spoke, Mr. Bai looked at the fox at the door and said, "You can't tame this fox, but you can treat it well, and it can protect you for a few years."
"The rest depends on whether your boss gets involved."
After a pause, Mr. Bai's gaze fell on Song Qing, and he asked, "If one day someone asks you to betray your boss, and you refuse, they will kill you."
What would you choose?
"Huh?" Song Qing asked in confusion, "Didn't I say that last time? Wouldn't that be ungrateful?"
Mr. Bai chuckled and said, "That's right. That's why some people easily see you as a human being, and being seen as a human being is the most dangerous thing. You'd better not even be a human being in their eyes."
Then Mr. Bai stood up and said, “Your destiny is good, but no destiny is stable, and yours is no exception. Your virtues are too good and too dazzling, and there will always be someone who wants to destroy them.”
"Things that are dazzling will make people take notice."
"Killing you is sometimes a form of respect for you."
Mr. Bai then walked away.
As Song Qing watched the person leave, although he had forgotten many things, he remembered that Mr. Bai had said to treat the fox well.
There might be some special circumstances.
In addition,
It's dangerous to be human.
He hesitated; not being human was not the way he wanted to live.
But he decided to find an opportunity to ask Jiang Man and the others.
Then he went to the white fox and asked, "Little fox, what would you like to eat?"
The little fox slightly raised its eyebrows and glanced at the other party before finally closing its eyes.
I had no intention of paying attention to it.
It was also puzzled as to why it was born here, since it should have been parasitizing one of its offspring.
But it inexplicably turned out like this.
There was a terrifying pressure in this place that it could not resist.
It is extremely dangerous for the demon race.
It dared not act rashly and could only wait here to recover.
Furthermore, the newcomers are all incredibly powerful.
Especially the woman in the black dress.
At such a young age, he's probably about to become an immortal.
As for the white-clad man who arrived later, he was weaker, but he was not simple either.
These people probably didn't even realize it.
Otherwise, how could we be so peaceful?
At this moment, Song Qing's voice came to its ears again.
Annoying sounds, humans like ants.
If it weren't for its lack of strength and the suppression it was under due to the environment here...
They left here a long time ago.
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When Tantai Xue saw Mr. Bai arrive, she quickly finished her meal and left.
She didn't know anything about the other party, but the level of danger was very high.
"Try to avoid that man in white; he's probably not from the sect," Tantai Xiaotian said.
Tantai Xue nodded: "We've already made contact with Ji Hao, now it's just a matter of whether we can get the Immortal Path coordinates."
"It's not easy. He actually wants to observe the power of the evil god. This person has lofty ambitions." Tantai Xiaotian was quite surprised.
He paused for a moment, then added, "There's something wrong with the fox at that pancake shop. You can investigate it when you have time. It should be a powerful demon."
"The descendants were parasitic, but unfortunately they were killed. They never understood what the great order of the immortal sects was, and they didn't restrain themselves enough."
Tantai Xue sighed, "Many demons have failed to recognize what the great order of the immortal realm truly means."
The demon race has been isolated for too long, and they are bound to do some unexpected things.
But if it's reasonable and well-founded, it's still considered normal.
They didn't seem like the people of Linghua Xianling. She always felt that these people were abnormal.
The world shouldn't be like people like them.
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Eight days.
Jiang Man finally arrived at the territory of the Sanhe Sect.
Because it is not within the territory of the Immortal Sect's Great Governance, even with the Immortal Sect's rain nourishing it, this place remains desolate.
The vast majority of people do not cultivate immortality.
The land has become even more barren.
The reason why people can survive is probably because there is an ancient sect in this place.
It had to part with a little of its spiritual energy so that those around it could barely survive.
The sect needs people.
The environment is far inferior to that around Lingyue Sect.
There may be some special circumstances here, but the changes to the environment are destined to be limited.
Soon a city came into view.
It's a bustling place with people coming and going.
But overall it's not as good as Luoyun City.
Within the vast realm of the Immortal Sect, everyone can cultivate immortality.
Even if you can't enter the Cloud Front Division, you can still obtain a simplified Qi Refining Method from the corresponding place.
Without any pills or resources, one can reach the third level of Qi Refining cultivation in a dozen years.
Some magical techniques can also be learned and used.
Everything is free.
Further on, things become more difficult because it requires practicing a simplified body-refining method.
Even so, he was still a cultivator.
Their physical fitness and the benefits they gain from farming far exceed those of ordinary people.
"Shall we go straight in?" Han Meixue asked.
Jiang Man asked, "What is the strongest cultivation level here?"
"It's said to be a primordial spirit, but it's hard to say for sure," Zhuo Qingcheng said.
Jiang Man thought for a moment and decided to be quick, but also careful.
It's normal for them to be stronger here because they're colluding with evil gods.
Finally, they decided to go in and find out what was going on.
In front of the city gate, Jiang Man looked at the large characters above: Water River City.
"Where did these cultivators come from?" Jiang Man and his group were stopped by guards when they tried to enter.
This surprised them.
This is the first time.
Jiang Man looked at the other person, who was a Qi Refining cultivator, and then said, "Jiang Man, an inner disciple of the Lingyue Sect."
Zhuo Qingcheng and the others then spoke up.
As the other party continued to question, Jiang Man's power spread, causing him to lose his composure.
Then I stepped inside.
Who would waste time with a guard?
But he soon turned back.
"Where is this place?" Jiang Man asked.
"Shuihe City, under the jurisdiction of the Sanhe Sect." The other party replied blankly.
Jiang Man nodded and continued, "This city looks quite prosperous, is that true?"
"It's fake. The sect told me not to bully those ants lately," the guard said.
Jiang Man nodded: "What was this place like before?"
The guard continued, "Naturally, it's a good place for us to cultivate. We can do whatever we want with ordinary people, and they can die if they want. Whoever sees the good-looking ones first gets to keep them, but unfortunately, none of them are good-looking. They're all skinny, dark-skinned, and ugly as hell. Occasionally, if we're too ugly to stand, we'll kill a few of them. Anyway, they can reproduce."
Jiang Man nodded and said, "One last question, do you know anything about the Immortal Spirit?"
The other party struggled for a moment.
Jiang Man stopped the other person, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, you don't need to answer."
Jiang Man then strode into the city.
The other three all frowned.
He Que said coldly, "I don't think it's necessary to subdue this place. We should wipe out this sect in one fell swoop."
Jiang Man glanced at the other person and asked, "Do you know anything about immortals?"
Upon hearing this, the other party was stunned and speechless for a moment.
"Immortal Spirit is the same as Evil God," Jiang Man said calmly. "You want to confront Evil God head-on?"
“We can’t let them be so inhumane,” He Que said righteously. “No matter what, I will fight them.”
Jiang Man casually replied, "You can fight it out, I'm not going to interfere."
"You are a coward who fears death and has no compassion whatsoever," He Que rebuked angrily.
He paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you want?"
"Let's first take a look at the condition of the ordinary people here, the state of the fields, and their livelihoods. Then we'll talk about recruiting them into the government," Jiang Man said softly. "Let's go. After we've seen all this, we'll need to find the sect leader."
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Sanhe Sect's main hall.
At this moment, an old man looked at the four people below and calmly said, "The people from the sect will arrive soon. How are the arrangements for the people you were asked to make going?"
There were four people: three men and one woman.
The men were both middle-aged, and the women were in their early thirties, but they were very attractive.
"Everything is arranged." The only woman said with a smile, "Everything that needed to be packed has been packed, and the rest have been assigned identities and jobs."
"They are so grateful to us."
"Once the sect members arrive, it will be a bustling and prosperous place."
"I imagine they will provide more resources."
The old man smiled and said, "That's good. Those who should shut up should shut up. After that, we just need to join the sect with peace of mind."
"From now on, you will be a member of the sect, and your behavior will still need to be somewhat restrained."
"Of course, we cannot allow these people to smear our innocence."
"It was all thanks to that person's reminder, otherwise we would have really missed this opportunity to don the glamorous coat."
At this moment, a middle-aged man said worriedly, "The people from the sect will probably investigate thoroughly. What if they find out something?"
"That means you didn't clean up the mess properly. Investigate again thoroughly," the old man said coldly.
The four nodded, not daring to be negligent.
At this moment, the charming woman smiled and said, "Sect Master, don't worry. Everything has already been arranged. Moreover, the people in the sect live in such a comfortable environment that they have no idea about the outside world."
"They can easily be led astray by us."
"Send more people when the time comes, and praise them more."
"Naturally, they'll be flattered and become arrogant."
"We also need to keep a close eye on the people within our sect. Has someone escaped? Find them as soon as possible, or things will get complicated," the old man said.
Even in a small place like theirs, there are people within the sect who want to change the situation here. They fail to recognize reality and want to do something big.
That's incredibly foolish.
In addition, there are some people who harbor hatred and cultivate in the Sanhe Sect.
They were later discovered and eliminated, but some still managed to escape.
These people actually think they're getting their comeuppance.
Forget about retribution; that's just how the world is.
For example, right now, the immortal sects are recruiting them.
What does the past matter? Taking them in, completing the mission, and expanding the scope are what they care about first.
Finally, the old sect leader looked at the others and said, "Alright, everyone get ready. We need to treat the person in charge of the Mist Cloud Sect well."
"We must also let them know our sincerity."
"I will follow the sect's arrangements."
Everyone was overjoyed. Joining the sect was a great thing, and as long as they performed well, there would be no changes to their situation.
They are still in power, and they are also the ones who obtain the resources.
As for whether or not the money was distributed to the lower-level employees, isn't that up to them to decide?
(End of this chapter)