Chapter 9 Forming Cliques

Chapter 9 Forming Cliques

Appropriate blank space makes it easier to create unknown fear. This is the Demonic Sect, not a Charity Hall.

Seeing Wang Yu leave this corner, the two were both afraid and hesitant, and still dared not step forward to talk with Wang Yu.

And so, the lecture time for this day ended, and everyone returned to their respective Stone Houses.

Spirit Slave life, day twenty-two.

Wang Yu was using the same method to approach fellow villagers from Stone Lake City. For others, he had to change his approach.

There are three types of people willing to learn.

Those who are docile, those who are pragmatic, and those who are ambitious!

The first type is the most numerous, the second type is the next, and the third type is the least. Wang Yu found it easiest to persuade the third type. With Steward Duan's declaration that day as endorsement, his name was very useful.

As long as they wanted to become Outer Sect Disciples, slightly explaining the pros and cons, using the Ice Sword Technique as bait, and showing them the benefits he received, these people were quickly moved.

In just a morning's effort, he had persuaded seven people.

At this time, those two "acquaintances" approached on their own initiative, and said to Wang Yu in a low voice.

"We are all Mixed Spirit Root and Useless Spirit Root. It is impossible for us to Enter the Path in two months, let alone that we didn't even know Literacy before this. You are lying to us."

Wang Yu couldn't help but sneer.

"This is the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, not a Charity Hall! Do you think my Aptitude is very good? As long as you are willing to part with Lifespan, entering the sect is very simple, and you are no exception."

This kind of ignorance, regardless of the world, appears in people at the bottom. But once you persuade them, they will also be the most steadfast supporters.

The two were speechless again. After a moment of silence, they agreed to Wang Yu's request.

"Very good."

Wang Yu smiled and drew a pie in the sky.

"If you want to get rid of your Spirit Slave status, increase the monthly Spirit Sand tribute to one tael and six qian. Only by being different from others will you have a chance to be noticed by the Cold Blood True Inheritor."

"This——"

The two looked at each other, dared not say more, and could only nod repeatedly.

Seeing this, Wang Yu left again.

In the following days, he focused on dealing with the "docile" group. These people are most easily threatened, and a tough attitude is sufficient, but they are also the easiest to turn against you.

There are three Stewards over the Spirit Slaves. Steward Duan chose him, but that doesn't mean he is the only one. Other Stewards will also use similar methods.

The movement of walking around to win people over was not small.

So———he was being watched!

Spirit Slave life, day twenty-eight.

A group of haggard, aged "old men" with messy white hair gathered together. All three were at the Second Layer of Qi Condensation. They belonged to Steward Liu, one of the three Stewards.

"Boss Fang, that kid named Wang Yu has won over many newcomers recently, at least fifty or sixty people. Will Steward Liu be dissatisfied?"

Boss Fang stared at Wang Yu, who was still walking around, with displeasure.

"So what if he is dissatisfied? We can't kill him. Spirit Slaves are the property of Cold Blood Peak. Harming people privately will not only cost your life, but you will also suffer inhumane torture before death, and even your soul will not escape."

"Then what do we do?"

"First, give a verbal warning. If that doesn't work, break his limbs."

"What if that still doesn't work?"

Boss Fang squinted at this subordinate, watching the subordinate retreat repeatedly before saying.

"If conventional methods don't work, then kill an old man who is about to die and throw him into his Stone House."

Frame him.

It can't be said that they are simple-minded and easily seen through. Among the Spirit Slaves in the Stone House Area, there are not many effective methods, and it is easy to violate the Rules.

At this time, the Stewards behind them need to take action.

Whoever is more powerful will gain the loyalty of more Spirit Slaves.

"If you agree, not only will nothing happen to you, but in the future, you will also have hope of becoming an Outer Sect Disciple like me. The future is promising.

"One tael and eight qian of Spirit Sand, it's settled."

Having just persuaded a fellow villager from Stone Lake City, Wang Yu calculated with his fingers and realized that the agreed target had already been mostly achieved, and could be completed within ten days.

He didn't know if Steward Duan would fulfill his promise, but he could only gamble. The weak have no say, and questioning is even more courting death. He could only trust for now.

Whether it's deception or suppression.

He kept in mind that sentence———[One tael of Spirit Sand belongs to Cold Blood Peak, and the excess belongs to True Lineage Su!]

Whether he can turn things around, there are two prerequisites.

1. Steward Duan is willing to put in a good word.

2. True Lineage Su is willing to help him.

Providing more benefits is one way for him to show his value. This is very useful in the Demonic Path.

He could only ask his fellow villagers to suffer a bit. Just as he was preparing to look for the next target, more than a dozen Spirit Slaves surrounded him, blocking him tightly.

Three more people walked out from within, precisely Boss Fang and the Spirit Slaves who had discussed teaching him a lesson.

"Hey, kid, do you know you're overstepping your boundaries?"

Wang Yu frowned. This was Bluestone Square. Not only were there twenty Outer Sect Disciples watching, but there were also several Stewards stationed here.

Of course, the most important thing was the group of Stone Lake City people he had and had not yet persuaded. If he showed timidity or was beaten black and blue, he would be finished.

Most of those docile people would lean towards the more powerful side.

The other party surrounding him was cutting off his path!

Perhaps Boss Fang hadn't thought so much, simply wanting to scare Wang Yu and make him voluntarily give up recruiting more Spirit Slaves.

But Wang Yu's eyes instantly turned red.

A Spirit Slave can never turn things around in their life. He not only needed to operate carefully as if treading on thin ice, but also needed to be "ruthless"—ruthless in heart, ruthless in action, and even more ruthless as a person—to gain a foothold.

Opportunities cannot be missed!

Presumably, Steward Duan taught him this Magic Art with this situation in mind.

"Ice Sword Technique, go!"

Centered on Wang Yu, the temperature within about ten feet suddenly dropped. Three ice swords condensed around his body. As Wang Yu waved his finger, the three Second Layer of Qi Condensation cultivators led by Boss Fang, had one hand and one foot fall to the ground in unison.

Some viscous, dark blood flowed out gurglingly.

"Ahhh——"

The onlookers retreated even more violently, for fear of splashing blood on themselves.

There was no dialogue. As soon as malice was shown, they were dealt with.

Boss Fang was terrified, but could only struggle on the ground. The three ice swords did not disappear after one attack, but returned again under Wang Yu's hand seals.

The Burning Blood Spirit Power on them alternated with blood, completely turning them into blood-colored ice swords.

"Wang Yu, you can't kill me!

"Spirit Slaves are forbidden from killing each other. If I die, you will also pay with your life."

Wang Yu was indifferent. His hand seals changed, and the three blood-stained ice swords shot out again. Just at this moment, a small seal pressed down, suddenly enlarging in the process.

Crushing all three of Wang Yu's ice swords into Powder.

Steward Duan arrived suddenly, waved his sleeve to retract the Magic Artifact into his sleeve, and frowned at Wang Yu.

"Calm down."

Seeing his backer, Wang Yu quickly showed a wronged expression. He was pretending to be crazy, not really crazy, and spoke first.

"Steward Duan, you've finally come! You must stand up for Wang Yu!

"I don't even know this person. I was originally listening to the Outer Sect elders' lectures and gaining some insights when they surrounded me without a word and wanted to break my arms and legs.

"I have sacrificed half my Lifespan for the Sacred Sect, just to deliver Spirit Sand as soon as possible and make contributions. But these people want to kill someone like me who is dedicated to the Sacred Sect."

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