In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.
As the team grew, Xiang Jianjue and others' efficiency increased more than tenfold, and the things they handled in the past two days were more than the previous few days combined.
The team expanded again, approaching three hundred people, and many disciples smelled the opportunity and came forward to help.
Xiang Jianjue had to devote some of his energy to supervising everyone to prevent anyone with ill intentions from taking advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits.
Fortunately, after a few days, Xiang Jianjue's reputation for fairness, strictness and keen observation was well-deserved, and only a few people dared to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits.
After catching a few daring ones and sending them to Hanyu Valley, this unhealthy trend was quickly eliminated.
The next morning, Li Changting brought a young man to the empty courtyard, threw him in front of Xiang Jianjue.
He took a step forward to Jian Jue and took a quick look at him.
The young man was wearing a black disciple's uniform, his eyes were closed, and his expression was gloomy. On the token on his waist, there was the word "Zhang Sheng" written on it and the word "Xuan" engraved below.
"Inner sect of the Xuanjian Vein, Zhang Sheng."
Xiang Jianjue muttered to himself, then looked up at Li Changting: "Is this the big fish you mentioned a few days ago, Senior Brother?"
Li Changting looked at the young man on the ground with a smile and nodded.
“The contribution that has passed through this kid’s hands is more than a hundred times greater than Wang Feng’s, enough to make him die ten times.
He probably sensed the danger. Ever since you dealt with Wang Feng, he planned to escape down the mountain, but I caught him right at the mountain gate.
After being arrested, this guy was surprisingly stubborn and insisted on seeing you before telling the truth, so I brought him here."
Having said that, Li Changting stepped forward and kicked him twice without any hesitation.
Zhang Sheng groaned, opened his eyes and saw Xiang Jianjue. He was stunned for a moment, then panicked. Without saying a word, he got up and knelt down, and spoke quickly:
"Ask Uncle Master for mercy! I was forced to do that. If I don't listen to Uncle Master, my life will be in danger!"
Uncle Master?
Xiang Jianjue's eyes turned cold, but he was not surprised.
Senior Brother Li said that the contribution withheld by this person exceeded 150,000 yuan.
Such a huge number is far beyond the means that a mere inner disciple can bear.
This person must have a true disciple backing him up, and this true disciple must also have a considerable background.
After thinking for a moment, Xiang Jianjue said coldly, "Zhang Sheng, you should know that you have committed such a serious mistake, and the death penalty is a foregone conclusion."
Zhang Sheng's body trembled. "Disciple knows, and I am willing to confess everything. I hope Uncle Master will spare my life for the sake of my redemption!"
Xiang Jian remained noncommittal and continued to ask: "Who is the uncle you mentioned? And when did you start secretly withholding contributions?"
When Zhang Sheng heard these two sentences, his pupils shrank subconsciously and he felt fear.
But soon, his will to live overcame his fear, and he confessed, "He... he's the younger brother of the Ten Thousand Swords Clan, Zhuang Teng!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xiang Jianjue and Li Changting looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
I didn’t expect it to be an acquaintance.
Zhang Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to their reactions, and continued, "Over a hundred years ago, I was still an outer sect disciple.
The disciple's spiritual talent was average, and among the outer disciples at that time, he was only in the middle to lower level.
The disciple was unwilling to accept this and had evil thoughts. It was at that time that Master Zhuang found the disciple.
At that time, Uncle Zhuang was not a true disciple, but an inner sect sword-guarding disciple. However, because his mother was an elder, the cultivation resources he enjoyed were far beyond what an ordinary inner sect disciple could achieve.
But Uncle Zhuang was still not satisfied.
He said that Elder Zhuang had very high expectations of him, and that with 100% of the resources, he was expected to cultivate to 120% of the effect, which he simply couldn't do.
If he wanted to win his mother's praise, he had to find another way to make money.
He also said that relying on Elder Zhuang's relationship, he bribed a record elder in the Merit Hall and could easily change the task records without leaving any handle.
The disciple and he hit it off immediately, and for over a hundred years, he diligently worked to collect contributions for Master Zhuang, until over forty years ago, when Master Zhuang was punished to go to the Fiery Secret Realm, and then he stopped.
Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng showed regret on his face: "Although I have successfully advanced to the inner sect through this path, I have always felt uneasy in my heart.
Especially in the past forty years, the disciples have been worried every day and have hardly been able to concentrate on their cultivation.
Now that the truth has been revealed, I, the disciple, can finally be considered free."
At the end of his speech, Zhang Sheng covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.
Xiang Jianjue and Li Changting looked at each other, and they both moved to the inner room at the same time.
"Senior Brother, what do you think?" Xiang Jianjue asked directly.
Li Changting rubbed his chin and said, "The elder who records the records in the Merit Hall has not changed in the past two hundred years. When the time comes, Zhang Sheng will identify him, and it won't be difficult to arrest him.
The difficulty lies in how to compensate those disciples whose contributions have been withheld.
Fifty thousand contributions is not a small number. Zhuang Teng has been practicing at an incredibly fast speed in recent years, so there must not be much contribution left.
Furthermore, Zhuang Teng is currently imprisoned in the Fiery Secret Realm and won't be able to get out for a while."
"That's all right."
Xiang Jianjue said calmly, "As the saying goes, a mother pays for her son's debts. As an inner sect elder, Elder Zhuang is not short of 50,000 contributions."
Li Changting couldn't help but twitched his eyelids when he heard this, "Silly boy, do you really think that the inner sect elders have no temper?
The two of us will bring people to collect the debt. The debt is a small matter, but it is a real honor to save the face of the village elder.
Elder Zhuang's cultivation is at least at the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. If he gets angry and embarrassed... I, your senior brother, want to live for two more years."
"Brother, when did you become so timid?"
Xiang Jianjue was disappointed. "I still remember that year in Water City, Senior Brother displayed his divine power and killed the guardian of the Pantheon with a single sword strike. How majestic! And then..."
Li Changting grinned when he heard the first half of the sentence, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately took a step forward and covered Xiang Jianjue's mouth.
"Then there's no need to talk about it!"
Xiang Jianjue broke free from Li Changting's hand and shook his head, "Brother, sixty years have passed since that time. You can't be unable to defeat a mid-stage Spiritualization cultivator, right?"
Li Changting's face darkened. "What's wrong with not being able to defeat him? Elder Zhuang has lived for over a thousand years longer than me. It's not shameful for me to lose."
Xiang Jianjue wanted to say something more, but Li Changting covered his mouth directly this time, "Shut up, kid, can't I go?
However, the Wanjian Vein has been closed for more than 40 years, so it is still unclear whether you can enter.
Let's send a note first and inform Master at the same time, so that he won't get scared and do something bad."
Xiang Jianjue readily agreed.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Qingcang received the message from Li Changting.
Perhaps it was because he had been shocked too many times, he was not surprised at all. Instead, he felt that "this was something Xiang Jianjue would do."
He didn't intend to stop him. Firstly, given Xiang Jianjue's stubborn personality, it was impossible to stop him.
Secondly, Wang Chuxiao had not shown up since returning to the sect, and he was very curious about the current situation of the Wanjian Vein. It would be great if he could take the opportunity to take a look.
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