Chapter 263 Recruitment, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! 【4/4, please order

Chapter 263 Recruitment, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! 【44, please subscribe】

After three rounds of drinking

The dish has five flavors!

Wei Han said goodbye to Duan Tianhe and walked out of Wangxian Tower. Lu Yan followed behind him. The two of them paced towards the nearby Sanxiu Market. Their steps were leisurely and comfortable, forming a sharp contrast with the hurried expressions of the passers-by.

"Are we really not leaving?" Lu Yan frowned. "What if the Blood Demon Sect rules here? Life will be hard for independent cultivators, right?"

"What? Are you afraid?" Wei Han glanced at him.

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Yan sneered nonchalantly. "What do independent cultivators like us have to be afraid of? At most, we can find a chamber of commerce to take a flying boat and evacuate. I don't believe that the Blood Demon Sect dares to offend those big chambers of commerce."

"That's it!" Wei Han said casually, "The panic in the city right now is probably spread deliberately by the Blood Demon Sect's accomplices. How can the battle between the two sects end so easily?"

"Even if the Blood Demon Sect wins the final victory and occupies this city, they will not treat the independent cultivators too harshly for the sake of their own cultivation resources. After all, only by doing things slowly can they squeeze more out. There are countless demonic sects in this Danghun Province. Aren't the independent cultivators under the rule of these sects still living normally?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan nodded in agreement.

Wei Han had a thorough understanding of the affairs of the immortal world. They seemed to be no different from ordinary dynasties. No matter how cruel a person was, when he ruled a territory, he would hope that the people under his rule would prosper.

What’s the point of ruling if everyone is killed?

The independent cultivators are all fat sheep that can be exploited for a long time, why would they kill people indiscriminately?

"Damn it, I almost got led into a ditch!" Lu Yan sighed in annoyance.

Wei Han smiled slightly but didn't say anything more.

He just squinted his eyes and paid attention to the small stalls in the market.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is the Fireball Talisman?" Wei Han stopped in front of a stall with great interest, squatted down and asked the stall owner the price.

The stall owner is a casual cultivator who looks like an old Taoist priest!

He raised his eyebrows and said impatiently: "Five Spiritual Stones per ticket!"

"What?" Lu Yan was shocked. "Are you crazy, old man? It's just a low-grade, lousy fireball talisman, and you're selling it for five spirit stones? Is that robbery?"

"What are you yelling about? You think it's too expensive, but I think it's too expensive too." The old Taoist priest said unhappily, "Don't you see how ridiculous the prices are now? The talisman skins are so expensive, so many people want to buy them but can't. It's up to you whether you want it or not!"

"you?"

Lu Yan's face turned red with anger.

Wei Han stopped him with a silent smile and continued to walk to the next stall. He saw that no matter it was magic tools or elixirs, even the lowest-level talisman skins had increased in price several times.

He knew that this chaotic situation would cause the independent cultivators to bleed heavily. Many people wanted to escape from Xishan City, so they would inevitably have to buy some necessary resources.

"Now, we can ship the goods!" Wei Han whispered to Lu Yan, "We will continue to ship the goods as usual, and we should be able to make some money!"

"good!"

Lu Yan rubbed his hands excitedly.

I can’t wait to turn my inventory into profit.

At this time, there was a commotion in Fangshi Street.

I saw a dozen monks wearing Scarlet Sect robes beating gongs and drums, and soon a large crowd gathered.

One of the middle-aged deacons said loudly, "I believe everyone has already known that the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect attacked and killed the people of Xishan City. Our Red Sect is extremely indignant about this and swears to never reconcile with the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect."

"Now our sect has found the whereabouts of the thieves' lair, and will soon launch a campaign to wipe out the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect. We are now recruiting all of you to help suppress the evil together."

"Anyone who has reached the fifth level of Qi training or above, or has a special skill, can sign up to join our sect's demon-killing army. Anyone who signs up will be given a settlement allowance of more than 100 spirit stones according to their cultivation level, and will be provided with spirit stones and elixirs every day. In addition, a merit list will be opened to allow everyone to exchange items from our sect's treasury at will!"

"There are not many opportunities. We have foundation-building pills, top-grade magic tools, foundation-building techniques, and various secret forbidden techniques. If you are not afraid of death, come and exchange! If you perform well in the war, our sect will accept you as a disciple. Aren't you tempted?"

The middle-aged deacon's voice is full of temptation!

In an instant, the whole city of casual cultivators was in an uproar.

The originally panic-stricken cultivators were instantly tempted by the benefits, and their eyes lit up.

"100 Spiritual Stones? Is this the amount for settling in?"

"Oh my god, even the Foundation Establishment Pill can be exchanged? Did I hear it correctly?"

"Great! This is a rare opportunity. In the past, it was harder than climbing to heaven to get something from the sect. Now they are taking the initiative to open up their treasure house?"

"Damn it, wealth and honor come from risk. I'm not leaving. I'm going to sign up to join the demon-killing army right now!"

The casual cultivators were rubbing their hands in excitement.

Those who do not meet the requirements are all very upset.

They are not people who fear death. The road of cultivation is full of ups and downs. The independent cultivators are only afraid that they do not have the resources. Since there are benefits to lure them, they are naturally willing to give it a try.

Whether it is the foundation-building pill or the foundation-building technique!

Or maybe it was the secret magic power treasured by the Red Sect!

They all attracted them like pieces of fat meat.

In particular, many independent cultivators who were stuck at the eighth and ninth levels of Qi training suddenly became agitated, as they all yearned to build a foundation.

If they have the chance to obtain the foundation-building opportunity, why would they be afraid of fighting for their lives?

As a result, within half a day, all the independent cultivators in Xishan City were in an uproar.

Many people who had originally clamored to run away also excitedly signed up to join the Red Sect's demon-slaying army and happily received bags of spirit stones.

Lu Yan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this reversal.

"People die for money and birds die for food. There is no difference between immortal cultivators and ordinary people. Don't be too surprised." Wei Han laughed dumbly and said, "If you and I don't have a way to make money, and suddenly a way to make money appears, will you try it?"

Lu Yan was stunned for a long time, and finally squeezed out a word from his mouth: "Yes!"

Then he took a deep breath!

I suddenly felt some emotion and gratitude in my heart!

If Wei Han hadn't rescued him, he would still be working as an armored slave beside Gong Shaoyu, and would not be living the comfortable life he has today.

If it weren't for Wei Han's financial resources, he would probably be like other independent cultivators, working hard for the Chihong Sect just for a little ridiculous amount of money to settle down.

Therefore, Wei Han, the financial sponsor, is his opportunity!

"Let's go!" Wei Han smiled dumbly and sighed silently: "I said that the Red Sect would not be defeated so soon. This war is still going on. As long as the Red Sect is willing to spend the wealth it has plundered in the past, there is no need to worry about not being able to withstand the pressure from the Blood Demon Sect."

"Yes! A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat still has three pounds of nails." Lu Yan sighed with a smile and lowered his voice and said: "Let's go, now is a good time to ship. Don't delay the time to earn spirit stones."

"Hahaha!"

Wei Han smiled brightly, and the two of them walked towards home.

The world is in chaos, what does it have to do with him?

Capable people can always find a safe and comfortable way to survive in the chaos!

Wei Han just happens to be such a person.

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