Chapter 7 Making the Scheme Clear

It's getting stronger and stronger! It's no less powerful than someone born with divine strength, and it's a world apart from its mortal days.

There's a market for spirit slaves; those at the second level of Qi Refining are already considered top-tier, and there aren't any spirit slaves at the third level of Qi Refining in the entire Stone House District.

You could say they value their lives, or there could be other reasons.

To break through again, he must raise the upper limit of spiritual power in his body to one hundred strands. At this stage, Wang Yu will not be able to burn his lifespan again, so even relying on the placement bar, it will take ninety days, nearly three months.

As for cultivating his physical body, he would be lucky to achieve even a wisp of progress in three months; it's practically meaningless. He'd rather spend his time on other things, where he could create far more value than cultivation.

After breaking through his realm, Wang Yu was somewhat disappointed that the third machine did not appear in the placement bar. He guessed that one had been erased, leaving two possibilities.

Perhaps things will only change after he breaks through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining or the Foundation Establishment stage.

That day.

Wang Yu left the stone house after a long absence and went to the Bluestone Square to attend the class. At the same time, he searched for Manager Duan's location, deciding to put himself in the open and exchange benefits with Manager Duan.

Unlike twelve days ago, Wang Yu's once black hair had turned into snow-white silk, and his originally handsome appearance had become somewhat ugly due to the depletion of his blood and energy.

His once upright and robust body had become thin and gaunt, even somewhat hunched over.

He looked exactly like a little old man, and even among thousands of spirit slaves, he was exceptionally "outstanding." This was due to the rapid loss of lifespan, which caused his physical appearance to age prematurely.

Wang Yu only sacrificed ten years of his lifespan. His physical appearance, which had aged, could be restored as he broke through his cultivation level or spent time recuperating.

He doesn't need it for now; he plans to maintain this image until he successfully advances to the outer disciple level.

As the hour-long lecture came to an end, when it was time for the Q&A session, Wang Yu forced his way to the front, which drew angry glares from many spirit slaves. However, upon seeing his face, they all turned away and shut their mouths.

There's no other reason than this—he's a ruthless person!

"My lord, I wish to see Steward Duan. I wonder where I can find Steward Duan?"

The outer disciple in charge of the lecture felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Wang Yu's abnormally aged appearance. He had the aptitude of three spiritual roots and did not need to cultivate such a demonic art that was eager for quick success. He still had a chance to glimpse the Foundation Establishment realm.

He quickly pointed to a two-story elegant building next to the bluestone square: "Manager Duan is usually stationed here. You can find him by going inside."

Wang Yu bowed in thanks again before leaving.

Seeing this, the outer disciples couldn't help but say to their fellow disciples.

"This guy has probably burned through half his lifespan, and his aura has already reached the second level of Qi Refining. He's another ambitious person who is unwilling to be ordinary."

His companions dismissed him with disdain.

"So what? The Blood Burning Technique is a demonic art designed for spirit slaves to achieve quick success. It damages the physical body and makes it difficult to replenish qi and blood, so there is no hope of establishing a foundation in this lifetime."

"Too……"

Two-story elegant room.

Wang Yu knocked on the door, and a familiar voice quickly answered from inside.

"What is it?"

"My name is Wang Yu. I became a spirit slave of the Holy Sect twelve days ago. Today I have come to submit this month's spirit sand."

"Um?"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the doors of the elegant pavilion swung open, and Manager Duan, tugging at a few whiskers on his chin, looked at him in surprise.

"A newcomer who arrived twelve days ago? You—"

Wang Yu grinned, making him even more terrifying.

"It is an honor for Wang Yu to serve the Holy Sect. He is working hard to cultivate the Blood Burning Technique in order to join the Holy Sect as soon as possible, become an outer disciple, and make better contributions to the Holy Sect."

"Wang Yu, right? Not bad, not bad!"

After circling Wang Yu a few times, Manager Duan looked satisfied and reached out to ask for it.

"Where is the spirit sand?"

Wang Yu presented it with both hands. Manager Duan weighed it in his hand and subconsciously said, "Only one tael... Well, you've only been here for less than a month."

After clapping his hands, Steward Duan took out a large cloth bag from his storage pouch and handed it to Wang Yu.

"Inside is spirit sand made from three catties of ethereal stone. Pour it in slowly and come with me."

Immediately afterwards, they were dragged to the square without any explanation. Manager Duan coughed a few times, and with the help of his spiritual power, the entire square quieted down.

He pulled Wang Yu to his side and pointed at him, shouting loudly.

"This man is named Wang Yu. He has only been a spirit slave for less than a month, yet he has already completed the task of obtaining one or two spirit sands. You should all learn from him. He is a good role model and a good disciple for the sect!"

"If anyone wants to be promoted to an outer disciple, Wang Yu will definitely be the first in this batch. I guarantee that with my reputation as the steward!"

A thousand pieces of gold to buy a horse's bones.

Whether it succeeds or not is not something he can decide with a single word. A mere spirit slave manager doesn't have that authority, but the Foundation Establishment True Disciple of Cold Blood Peak behind him does.

As the spirit slaves were engrossed in their discussion, feeling the fervent gazes, Wang Yu felt a chill run down his spine; he was now completely famous.

Satisfied with Lingnu's reaction, Steward Duan pulled Wang Yu back to the private room, where he was invited inside this time.

I sat on a chair in the lobby on the first floor.

Manager Duan made his presence clear from the start, avoiding all the messy infighting and backstabbing. Perhaps he wasn't qualified?

“You are willing to give, and I am willing to accept. Having ambition is a good thing, but the rules of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect are a little different.”

"The disciples of the Nine Peaks lineage do not interfere with each other and manage their respective mountain strongholds relatively independently. In addition, there is the Blood Demon Hall lineage, making a total of ten branches, each recruiting disciples according to their own wishes."

In the Taihu Spirit Realm, the leader of a sect is usually a cultivator who is proficient in all matters and has a good lineage. He does not need to have a high level of cultivation to take on the role. The real decision-making body is the council of elders.

In the Crimson Kite Demon Realm, the sect leader is often the one with the highest cultivation and the strongest strength, wielding immense power and able to mobilize all resources. It is also common for them to rule in their own right.

The difference between good and evil is evident in every aspect.

Even if a righteous sect loses its leader, it can still maintain its existence; it won't shake the foundation of the sect.

If a sect leader dies in the demonic path, without a doubt, the entire sect will be wiped out within sixty years, due to enemies, internal strife, divisions, and so on.

Therefore, the demonic forces are updated and replaced very quickly.

Of course, top-tier forces are not governed by common sense, and even the demonic path has ancient sects that have existed for tens of thousands of years.

The Reverse Spirit Blood Sect possesses multiple Nascent Soul True Monarchs, making it a top-tier force in the Crimson Phoenix Demon Realm. Cold Blood Peak is the training ground of one of these Demonic True Monarchs.

The true disciples under his command wield immense power; not only outer disciples but even inner disciples are eligible to be promoted and cultivated as trusted confidants.

Manager Duan offered a few explanations.

Let's raise the most fundamental question—interests!

“This one or two ounces of spirit sand belongs to Cold Blood Peak, and the extra four ounces belong to Su Zhenchuan. Even if you work yourself to death, you still won’t have enough for an outer disciple spot.”

"You need to recruit people to join my faction. Let's make it a pact of one hundred people. On the day that is achieved, you will be the first outer disciple of Cold Blood Peak among this batch of spirit slaves."

Wang Yu lowered his head and remained silent. This matter was indeed not so simple. This was a benefit he had brought about by deliberately taking the lead; otherwise, Manager Duan would not have told him so much.

"Have any doubts?"

(End of this chapter)