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"Hmph!" A dissatisfied snort echoed as a Middle-Aged Scholar in a Long Robe said, "If we hadn't just come out of seclusion, we wouldn't have known that the Outer Sect has been taken over by you two useless fools. Truly, when the tiger is away, the monkeys take over!"
The Middle-Aged Scholar's aura surged, radiating his cultivation level—Qi Refinement Stage, Ninth Layer! The people around him changed their expressions in alarm.
"That's Qin Army, the second strongest in the Outer Sect, at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement. He's just a step away from entering the Inner Sect. I heard he has an older brother named Qin Lei, who is a Foundation Establishment Stage expert in the Inner Sect."
Upon hearing such discussions, a young man with a face full of pimples shouted, "Please, Senior Brother, help us! We've suffered under Zhao Yang's oppression for a month now. Not only have we gone without food, but we've also been forced to hand over Spirit Qi Pills. He and that Three-Inch Pig, relying on their connections to Inner Sect Elder Long, demand one Spirit Qi Pill from us every month. Now they're getting even more outrageous. We hope you can help us!"
"Help us, Senior Brother!" a crowd echoed in unison.
Qin Army furrowed his brows slightly upon hearing "Inner Sect Elder." "Elder Long? There’s no Elder Long in the Inner Sect. That's nonsense."
Qin Army's brother, Qin Lei, was someone from Myriad Spirit Sect's Inner Sect. They met every six months to discuss cultivation matters, and he had shared much about the Inner Sect with Qin Army, including the names of several elders. He had never heard of an Elder Long in the Inner Sect, so he spoke with utmost certainty.
"What? None?" The crowd was instantly dumbfounded by this revelation.
"That damned Three-Inch Pig actually dared to lie to us, claiming his uncle is Elder Long from the Inner Sect. What a fraud!"
"Give us back our Spirit Qi Pills!"
"And those people with Han Hai truly deserve their fate; they actually colluded with them to swindle my Spirit Qi Pills. Wait, could it be that they killed Han Hai?"
This statement sparked a flurry of discussion among those present. A sense of inexplicable fear began to rise within each person as they glanced at Long Xiao Wu and Zhao Yang, afraid that their gaze might fall upon them.
Long Xiao Wu, undeterred by the murmurs around him, raised his voice defiantly: "What if you know? That's right; I took the Spirit Qi Pills and I killed him too. What can you do about it?"
Long Xiao Wu stepped forward, causing the cultivators blocking his path to instinctively take a step back, fearing they might turn to bones under his wrath.
At that moment, Zhao Yang cleared his throat and said: "We were assigned to guard the woodshed; that's an order from above. Since we are responsible for the Outer Sect's cafeteria connected to the woodshed, we will enforce our rules here. Charging for meals is our rule! Everyone's food has greatly improved; no one is forcing you to hand over Spirit Qi Pills. There are plenty of wild vegetables and fruits around; if you don't want to give up your Spirit Qi Pills for them, you can still survive without them. Who is forcing you? Is there really such a thing as a free lunch? Moreover, Han Hai and his group took our cooperation fees and attempted to seize our property by force. They gave us three days to consider or face elimination. We didn't want to be slaughtered like sheep first; is there anything wrong with striking first?"
"What a clever way of saying you don't want to be slaughtered and strike first instead! I must admit I admire this kid somewhat; it's just too bad that if others hear this, they'll not only take his life but also cripple his cultivation!" said the White Mist Elder from above in the clouds.
"No matter what, you should be executed for killing your fellow disciples. There's no point in arguing!" A disciple from the previous cohort, at the eighth level of Qi Refinement Stage, pointed at Zhao Yang.
"Am I arguing? I'm merely stating the facts. The understanding of right and wrong lies with me, not you. Besides, if killing a fellow disciple warrants execution, who will execute me? The one who would execute me is also a fellow disciple and has committed the same crime. If another disciple were to execute him, we might as well all commit suicide in Myriad Spirit Sect; it's truly ridiculous."
"You’re asking for death!" The senior disciple's face turned red from being rebutted, and he couldn't help but want to strike. Although he had been at the bottom of his class, with the arrival of new disciples, he had become a senior figure among the eighth-level disciples.
Qin Army stopped him and smiled at Zhao Yang. "You really are clever. To be able to articulate such logical reasoning, it’s no wonder you can deceive all the new disciples into giving you their Spirit Qi Pills. Not to brag, but aside from me, you're probably the second smartest in the Outer Sect. Killing you would be too much of a waste; I won’t sentence you to death."
"You? Sentence me to death?" Zhao Yang looked amused.
"Yes, I've decided to take you on as my subordinate, and you'll be my advisor," Qin Army said shamelessly. "Not only will I spare your life, but I'll also let you continue running your Barbecue Restaurant. However, every month, all the Spirit Qi Pills you earn must be handed over to me so that I can protect you."
"Are you sure you can protect me?"
"Of course! Who else do you think could protect you? Thousands in the Outer Sect want to kill you. Do you think Shiyunsheng, the top disciple of the Outer Sect, can protect you? He’s naturally reclusive and likely has some issues upstairs; aside from me, no one else can protect you." After saying this, Qin Army turned to address others present at the Dojo. "Since you've come to ask for my help as your senior brother, I’ll assist you. From now on, you can still enjoy free food and drink at the Barbecue Restaurant on the back mountain, but in return, each month you'll have to hand over a Spiritual Pill to me."
Zhao Yang watched all this coldly and sighed deeply. "It seems that trouble never comes alone; when the tiger doesn’t show its power, you all treat me like a sick cat."
After saying this, Zhao Yang disregarded everyone's gaze and walked toward the back mountain. If one looked closely, they would see his hands trembling slightly as he tried to suppress his anger.
"You think you can just leave before finishing your words? What are you trying to pull?" The young man who had wanted to kill Zhao Yang blocked his path and grabbed his collar, pushing him back.
"Very well!" Zhao Yang said fiercely before disappearing from everyone's sight!
Then an eerie scene unfolded—the young man who had pushed Zhao Yang suddenly opened his mouth wider and wider; a crack began to spread from the corners of his mouth toward the back of his head as sounds of flesh tearing filled everyone's ears. Zhao Yang's figure moved like lightning through the air, leaving behind a blur before settling into form again, holding above a person's head—bloodied and brutal!
The surrounding cultivators were terrified and retreated hastily; they had never seen or heard of such a cruel method of killing among cultivators—ripping someone apart alive from their mouth!
Long Xiao Wu felt nauseous again because he was standing right next to Zhao Yang; blood gushed from the young man's mouth and splattered all over him. He couldn't help but bend over and vomit; many other New Disciples also felt sick and began to vomit.
Zhao Yang turned around and stared at Qin Army. "You said you'd protect me; now your errand boy is dead—can you still protect me?"
Qin Army's expression was extremely grim. Although he liked to boast, he was not foolish. Just moments ago, he had clearly sensed from Zhao Yang's True Qi fluctuations that he was merely at the fifth level of Qi Refinement Stage. However, the sudden disappearance ability that Zhao Yang displayed left him greatly astonished. He wasn't afraid of a fight; the key issue was that he couldn't land a hit! He had just witnessed Zhao Yang effortlessly eliminate a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refinement Stage, a feat he himself could not achieve.
"You are seeking death. Those who provoke me never end well," Qin Army said with a twitching mouth.
"I would like to send the same message back to you," Zhao Yang replied, glancing at several disciples from the previous generation surrounding Qin Army. "Killing one is the same as killing a hundred; I wouldn't mind sending all of you leftovers from the previous generation to your demise today. Our great sect leader once stated that the rule of Myriad Spirit Sect is that strength reigns supreme. Those with higher talent and cultivation can enjoy various benefits and resources provided by the Sect. Clearly, my brother and I are the strongest in the Outer Sect, with both talent and cultivation at their peak."
"Shameless! You are the most pathetic Mixed Spiritual Root cultivator, barely at the fifth level; how can you claim to have the highest talent and cultivation?" someone retorted.
"It's simple: if we subdue or eliminate everyone with greater talent and cultivation than us, then we are indeed the highest!" Zhao Yang declared confidently, exuding an overwhelming presence.
The Master of the Myriad Spirits Sect in the clouds wore an unpleasant expression. He glanced awkwardly at his own master, realizing that this young man was using his words as an excuse for wanton killing while boasting about subduing or eliminating anyone with higher talent or cultivation than himself. However, White Mist Elder waved his hand and laughed, "No worries, let him kill; it's just Outer Sect disciples. I've long said we should establish more of these; every two or three years, we should recruit disciples from Yuwang City and other royal cities to avoid missing out on some unique talents."
The Master of the Myriad Spirits Sect nodded. He hadn't expected his master to misunderstand the situation; instead of reprimanding the young man for killing fellow disciples, he praised him instead. The words he had prepared to say were swallowed back down.
"This kid is quite interesting; his personality resembles mine when I was young. Although he has a penchant for killing, his principles are not wrong. More importantly, he relies on himself rather than his family. In my youth, my straightforward nature offended many people, including those from powerful cultivation families. When they couldn't defeat me, they resorted to their family's influence to try to eliminate me. If it weren't for being protected by a powerful expert back then, I might have perished long ago and wouldn't have achieved what I have today."
The Master of the Myriad Spirits Sect nodded silently, not daring to contradict his master's wishes. He calmed himself and continued watching everything that was about to unfold in the Dojo.
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