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"Brother, are you serious? I can't imagine what kind of business could offer such benefits! If it’s true, just give me an order, and I, Han Hai, will not refuse," the burly man declared earnestly.
"Indeed, many people take three to five years, even ten years, to break through the ninth level of Qi Refinement. What method could allow us to progress so quickly? It wouldn't be some Evil Technique, would it?"
"If the elders find out we're practicing Evil Techniques, we would surely face death."
Zhao Yang chuckled at their words and said, "My method may sound a bit unsavory, but it’s not an Evil Technique. All I need is for a few of you to cooperate later. You’ll play the good guys while I take on the bad guy role. The profits will be split evenly between us brothers."
"Alright, sounds good! Brother, tell us more!" The crowd's interest piqued.
Long Xiao Wu was also curious about Zhao Yang's plan. Over the past few days of getting to know him, he had grown increasingly impressed by Zhao Yang and had come to regard him as a brother. Initially, Long Xiao Wu thought he was already quite reckless in his ways, but he soon realized that Zhao Yang was even more unruly and full of clever schemes that always managed to capture people's hearts and leave them speechless.
Even his family’s cultivation method, which he had diligently practiced without fail, had begun to slip after Zhao Yang's encouragement. He found himself indulging in food and drink with Zhao Yang every day, gambling as well. To be honest, he had never enjoyed life this much before.
"Hehe, my method is quite simple; it's just a trick we scholars use. In a moment, I’ll say a few words in front of everyone without interruption from you. Then you’ll take the stage and speak according to my instructions. Once you finish, go back and calm the crowd while we start our business selling meat. At that point, my brother and I might employ some tactics; you don’t need to worry about that."
"Is it really that simple?" asked a young man with a pale face and white lips.
"Yes, it's that simple!" Zhao Yang nodded seriously. He then patted the young man's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Just be careful; my family runs a spirit medicine shop and I've learned a bit about medicine since childhood."
The young man immediately flushed and whispered back, "Please keep this a secret; I..."
"No need for more words; I understand everything and will help you!" Zhao Yang noticed the young man's pale complexion and weak demeanor—clearly signs of kidney deficiency—indicating he might be involved in some unsavory activities. So he decided to use this as leverage.
Zhao Yang explained everything they needed to say. The others exclaimed that it was impossible, but Zhao Yang didn’t care whether they agreed or not. He called out "Deal!" and motioned for Long Xiao Wu to get up and head outside.
Even though he was mentally prepared, when Zhao Yang faced thousands of furious eyes staring at him, he still felt a bit intimidated. He steadied himself and cleared his throat before calling out, "Oh~ are you all here to seek justice?"
"Zhao Yang! You worthless fool dare to step forward! Bring out the one in charge of the storeroom; otherwise..." A sharp-eyed youth pointed at Zhao Yang and shouted.
"Otherwise what?" Zhao Yang asked nonchalantly.
"Otherwise today we will completely cripple you! You act so arrogant despite being trash; what are you trying to show off for?"
"Am I showing off? I'm standing right here for you to cripple me! Come on then, do it!" Zhao Yang replied with a defiant look.
"You really think I won't dare? Don't think I don't know it's you causing trouble in this woodshed. Ever since you and that Three-Inch Pig showed up, we haven't had a decent meal. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? Today, I'm going to cripple your cultivation so you can understand what the law of the jungle means, what it means for the strong to dominate, and why you shouldn't mess with me!"
As the young man spoke, he charged forward, a violent surge of Earth Attribute True Qi radiating from his palm. Zhao Yang stood his ground, not moving an inch. Just as the young man closed in, a fist suddenly struck from the side with unbelievable speed.
With a loud thud, the young man was knocked to the ground, his head squashed down, leaving everyone uncertain if he was dead or alive.
"Despicable! How could you sneak attack!"
"This fat guy is shameless, getting involved in someone else's duel and trying to kill him!"
"Yeah, kill him!"
Zhao Yang looked at Long Xiao Wu, who had just finished his work, with a bewildered expression and asked, "What are you doing?"
Long Xiao Wu snorted and replied, "Can't you hear him insulting me as Three-Inch Pig? If anyone calls me that again in the future, don’t blame me for smashing their head!"
Zhao Yang glanced at the crowd rushing towards them and shouted sternly, "Do you all want to die? Don't you know who he is?"
"It doesn't matter who he is; he must die today. Debts must be repaid; blood must be avenged!" a young man shouted.
"Debts must be repaid; blood must be avenged!" the crowd echoed.
Seeing the crowd's fury, Zhao Yang raised his hands and shouted towards Long Xiao Wu, "Debts must be repaid; blood must be avenged!"
Long Xiao Wu shot him a disdainful glance and muttered, "Shameless."
Zhao Yang followed suit with a couple of shouts to signal everyone to quiet down. Gradually, the crowd stopped shouting. He understood very well that a group without leadership was no different from a bunch of monkeys.
"Alright, everyone listen to me for a moment," Zhao Yang said loudly. "I know why you're all here today; it's for food. But I want to say that repaying debts is right, and paying for meals is also right! You haven't paid for your meals; naturally, no one will cook for you!"
"Zhao Yang, what do you mean? We are disciples of Myriad Spirit Sect; we deserve to enjoy Myriad Spirit Sect's benefits. Didn't we each pay ten taels of silver when we joined?" someone in the crowd questioned.
Zhao Yang pointed at the speaker and addressed everyone, "This brother is correct; indeed, we each paid ten taels when we joined the sect. That money was hard-earned by our parents' sweat and blood so we could learn cultivation knowledge and practice cultivation methods here. However," Zhao Yang paused for effect. "That money did not go to the woodshed but instead went to those Spirit Testing Officers and Inner Sect disciples. Those are our parents' hard-earned money!"
"Return my hard-earned money, return my hard-earned money!" Zhao Yang shouted, his voice solemn and powerful. Next to him, Long Xiao Wu felt goosebumps rising on his skin.
What surprised him even more was that the crowd began to echo Zhao Yang's words, raising their arms and shouting, "Return my hard-earned money, return my hard-earned money!" The cries grew louder, and the anger among the masses intensified.
Zhao Yang gestured for everyone to stop, and then unexpectedly began to cry, covering his face.
"What the hell!" Long Xiao Wu was taken aback by Zhao Yang's actions; in all his life, he had never seen someone so shameless.
"Why are you crying?" someone from the crowd shouted.
"Yeah, what are you crying for? You're a grown man, it's pathetic."
Hearing this, Zhao Yang sighed and said, "What you may not know is that perhaps you've all noticed that for the past month, everyone in the Outer Sect cafeteria has disappeared. It's not that they don't want to cook for everyone; rather, the elders suddenly issued an Imperial Edict stating that all ingredients would be cut off and provided solely by me, Zhao Yang. Sigh... I believe you all saw during the Attribute Test that I am a Mixed Spiritual Root waste. However, I've only been cultivating for a little over a year and have managed to reach the Qi Refinement Stage at level three!"
"Impossible! You're just bragging!" someone in the crowd shouted.
"Who would believe the nonsense of a waste!"
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