The situation collapsed and disaster struck again.

Yang Huayue was worried. He felt that everything around him was hazy and he couldn't see clearly. He urgently needed someone to hold up the sky and push away the clouds and mist so that he could see the future.

"Steady and steady, and advance with great strides."

Mr. Chen followed the previous plan and simply quickened the pace. Now the Dark Blade Team 15 is still a little short, but hastily expanding it to 20 would be just filling the numbers.

It would be better to go down a level and give the places in the five teams to some young people who don't meet the requirements but have enough potential. When they grow up, they will be able to hold up everything.

It was time for the Dark Blade structure to change. He gave up his leadership position and did not let his subordinates remain silent. Instead, he encouraged them to forge ahead in the turmoil and raise a resounding banner.

"Reserve team? Commander?"

Yang Huayue was worried, but when Chen Sheng spoke, it seemed like a bright light was shining, attracting him to move forward.

The position of commander is above that of captain, and this is something that the Dark Blade people cannot refuse.

The reserve team is concentrating on the strength of the Black Abyss Prison and preparing for a rainy day. When the real rainstorm comes, they will have enough strength to resist it.

The key point is that this decision is not a fantasy. With Yanlou's support behind it, Dark Blade will be able to become powerful.

If the Dark Blade becomes stronger, Yanlou will naturally be able to stand firm, which is a win-win solution.

"The position of commander cannot be held by anyone without merit."

Chen Sheng's eyes were dim, and he had a premonition that the chaos in the border area would not be stopped in a short time, and that only someone strong enough could calm the situation.

"Kill the enemy."

Yang Huayue was stunned, then relieved. The warden wanted to sharpen his hidden blade in blood and fire to deal with the turbulent situation.

This is indeed true. Only when power is in the hands of capable people can it unleash terrifying power.

"Dark Blade has taken good care of the Yanlou in various places. We will protect them and expand their base. This is our money bag."

Mr. Chen emphasized that Yanlou served as a money bag and also an intelligence base. It could not be in chaos and could not collapse. It had to be preserved.

"There's no way this will go wrong."

Yang Huayue nodded heavily. The prosperity of Yanlou concerned each and every one of them. There was no reason not to deal with it with care.

"Go ahead and discuss with them. Decide on the candidate as soon as possible and pass down the matter of leadership."

Yang Huayue left.

"The Guangxiu Immortal Sect is a large family with a great business, and it can still withstand the wind and rain."

In the silent and deserted room, Chen Sheng had a dark look in his eyes and was calculating. He decided to stay silent during this turbulent time and act as a surprise force, perhaps catching the enemy off guard.

He did not forget that even though Chen Ergou was in the late Jindan realm, he could not win.

The five major immortal sects in the border areas have profound foundations and must be guarded against. For example, they have some powerful weapons that make people fearful.

"Golden elixir? How many of them are there in the Immortal Sect?"

What he cared about most was that he didn't know the specific details of his own side. If he had known this earlier, he would have asked Chen Ergou more.

Jindan Zhenren is the strength of the five major immortal sects in the border areas, and is also the reason why he overlooks many first-class immortal cultivation sects.

One more or one less person can determine the direction of the battle.

…

In the Black Abyss Prison, the warden's order was issued, which caused a thousand ripples. Many people's hearts were excited, and divine light bloomed in their eyes, sweeping away their previous confusion.

"Brother Kuang, our chance has come."

Yang Li is in charge of a dark blade team at a young age. He is full of energy and ambition. Among his peers, only Kuang Mengting can argue with him, and the rest are a little inferior to him.

He was determined to get the position of commander, and he had nothing to fear as it was just a matter of killing enemies and accumulating merit.

"Luckily I have met a wise master."

Kuang Mengting thought of his retired uncle. If he was born a hundred years later, he might be able to catch up with the great changes, and his power would be greatly different.

Compared to his uncle's missed opportunity, he got it at the right time, benefited by the predecessors and with his own strong means, he would take off immediately when he met the opportunity.

As Yang Li thought, there should be a place for him among the four commanders.

"You and I both served under the warden, and we are both key members. You should not fall behind too much."

Yang Li was full of energy but not arrogant. Instead, he advised Kuang Mengting that he had been awarded the title for his great merit and should not cling to his past fame or be rebellious, otherwise he would miss the opportunity.

"Hahaha, I'm giving this to you."

Kuang Mengting laughed. The two of them had a very good relationship. They joined the Tenth Team together and were considered Chen Sheng's direct subordinates. They kept in touch with each other frequently and had a close relationship.

After he left, Yang Huayue came over.

"Uncle..."

Yang Li looked at his cousin, with his white hair, wrinkled face and slightly hunched body, and his heart was touched.

Yang Huayue treated him very well. He led him into the Dark Blade and made him a subordinate of Chen Sheng. He planned and recommended him to become the captain of the Dark Blade.

His growth is all influenced by the other person. It is really hard to repay such a great favor.

"You must get the position of commander and follow the warden closely. Don't have any other thoughts."

Yang Huayue was extremely satisfied with his nephew. He believed that he would be able to rise to prominence and enter fields that he had not been able to enter.

This time was no exception, he particularly emphasized that the position of commander must be taken.

“It’s natural.”

Yang Li responded solemnly.

"I will carefully select the personnel for the reserve team, and recommend the right ones to you. You can recruit them as soon as possible. They are also the future of Dark Blade."

When Chen Sheng made a decision, the closer Yang Hua was to him, the easier it was for him to figure out his intentions. Knowing the selection of the reserve team was extremely important, as it was the future of Dark Blade.

If such a group of people place bets in advance and receive some assistance, they will definitely receive a huge profit in the future.

"Uncle, isn't this against the rules?"

Yang Li hesitated. Since the reserve team was so important, it would be disastrous if he operated on it and angered the warden.

"Guess where Kuang Mengting went."

Yang Huayue said slowly.

"this……"

Yang Li raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would be so cunning. On the one hand, he was plotting for the position of leader, and on the other hand, he was betting on reserve personnel.

He also thought that there were many smart people, and the dark blades of each team might be secretly selecting potential subordinates.

"The warden is a man of great talent, he won't care. Moreover, you are powerful and firmly in command, so you can serve us better."

Yang Huayue didn't say that he knew Mr. Chen very well, but after years of getting along with him, he knew that he was a very gentle person and would not get angry as long as he didn't do anything that touched his bottom line.

They secretly bet on reserve personnel, not to fill it with useless stuff, but to put in some talented people who they like, so that when they grow up in the future, they can be used skillfully and will not lower the combat effectiveness of the Dark Blade.

…

Area A11.

Perhaps it was the lingering pressure on the empty armchair that made this place different from other areas. It felt a little peaceful in the darkness.

"But something happened, and people are a little impatient."

Wang Zhu grasped a bit of peace in the silence, and could also feel that the jailers and dark blades coming and going were a little restless. It was the same outside. It seemed that something had happened, making everyone restless.

"It's okay. It's very safe in this Black Abyss Prison."

"This day, even a god wouldn't be too good."

Wang Zhu was deeply moved by these words. He smiled slightly and looked at the darkness around him. He did not feel depressed at all, but felt peaceful and harmonious instead.

Where there are no disturbances and one can practice in peace, how can it not be considered a blessed place?

"The prisoner in cell number one just died. What should we do with him?"

Cai Guling had a little worry. Rouran was dead, and that woman was involved with the warden. There was something hidden in it, but it wouldn't be a good thing.

Should he follow the old routine, or nag the warden about such a small matter?

"You have calculated your whole life, but you still cannot escape from the cage. If you had known this would happen, would you have regretted it?"

In the darkness, a figure slowly approached, and his cold eyes fell on Rouran's body, and gradually became quiet, with a hint of sighing.

The Rouran killed the baby ruthlessly, using the mother-child transfer spell to cut off the baby's future in order to escape from the prison of the Black Abyss Prison.

The final result was that he died of old age in the Black Abyss Prison, with no one paying attention to him.

The cost is too high.

"I'm afraid not. People like you are too cold-hearted. There is not a trace of humanity at all."

Thinking about it, he shook his head again. People like Rouran don't care about this price. As long as there is a chance of success, she will definitely do it.

It's a pity that a well-behaved girl like Chen Lian has to pay the price for such an indifferent person.

"Just find a mass grave and dump it wherever you want."

For a moment, he was a little annoyed and waved his hand, unwilling to give Rouran the last bit of dignity.

"I'll go right away..."

Cai Guling was secretly shocked. The warden was a gentle man. Even when dealing with a small prison guard like him, he always spoke in a soft and gentle voice.

He is kind and gentle to others, but so cold and indifferent to Rouran. It is obvious that the hatred in his heart is not shallow.

“No hurry.”

Chen Sheng half turned around, not looking at Rouran, his eyes fell on Wang Zhu and Cai Guling, and gently instructed, "The border area is in chaos, you two should not go out and get involved, to avoid danger."

During this time of year, the air is filled with murderous intent. Even the most skilled people will die if they encounter fate.

There was chaos in the border areas back then, and countless immortal sect masters and independent cultivators died tragically on the roadside. We all have previous lessons to learn from.

"Senior, we will be safe and sound, and practice in the Black Abyss Prison."

Cai Guling and Wang Zhu were both startled when they realized that the Langya Immortal Sect and the Guangxiu Immortal Sect had declared war. With weapons raging everywhere, it was no wonder that people were feeling uneasy and concerned.

The Black Abyss Prison was still safe. The two looked at each other and made up their minds that they would not go out unless it was necessary. They would practice well and advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage first.

"These pills are for you, so you can build your foundation sooner."

Mr. Chen left some pills for the two of them.

Cai Guling and Wang Zhu's talents are not that good, and they are not alert or intelligent, but perhaps because they are the younger generations that Wang Xian and Cai Rong care about, he also feels a certain closeness to them and treats them as nephews.

…

Return to the innermost abode.

The majesty here is becoming more and more profound, with more and more Dark Blade monks, and people's thoughts have increased the authority of the warden.

Every time Yang Huayue came over, he would lower his head a little bit, perhaps because he was old or out of awe.

"Warden, these are some young people with great potential."

He walked forward, holding in his hand a list with densely packed names and brief comments.

"But justice?"

Mr. Chen took it and looked through it. The young men on the list were all calm and tough people, and they were indeed not bad.

However, he did not believe the words on paper, as this kind of thing was too easy to work.

"just."

This daily inquiry made Yang Huayue shake his head repeatedly. Each team had their own thoughts and covetousness towards the young men in the reserve team, but they would never dare to show favoritism.

This warden looks indifferent, but among the prisoners, he is known as the "Black Mountain Demon".

The scheming and tactics are absolutely correct. We cannot use this kind of tolerance and kindness as a loophole, otherwise it will result in death.

"I still believe you."

Mr. Chen chuckled and treated Yang Huayue with the gentleness of an old acquaintance, but he was overwhelmed by the power and authority, and although he knew it, he couldn't help but shrink back a little.

"The warden is too kind."

Yang Huayue could feel the kindness. He raised his head and a smile appeared on his cold face.

Even the most insensitive person can feel the warmth and fickleness of human nature. He was aware of Mr. Chen's friendship, but he was deeply aware of the hierarchy and did not overstep his bounds. However, he also responded to this kindness with loyalty and care.

Each of the young men on this list was carefully selected to ensure that Chen Sheng’s position of authority is as solid as a mountain.

As for Yang Li, he often advised him not to be arrogant and to follow the warden's instructions, which would give him opportunities to succeed.

"Alright, let the young people practice well. The Black Abyss Prison can rely on them in the future."

Mr. Chen stamped the list, and the fate of a group of young people changed.

With this, Yang Huayue recruited people and informed his younger generation, so that he could start the secret kidnapping.

…

Outer gate.

On an ordinary mountain, an equally ordinary boy, holding a sword, was walking in the wind and strong grass. The sword light was flipping, with a hint of murderousness. Ordinary sword moves, in his hands, could unleash a fierce attack.

Lu Xinghou knew that he was very ordinary, but he was unwilling to give in and was willing to jump around a bit. Maybe he would get tired in the future and accept his fate. But at this moment, he still had a strong will in his heart and kept thinking about making a name for himself.

How to stand out?

The sword in his hand is his only ceremonial weapon, so he never does it perfunctorily when practicing sword skills. Every move he makes is cold and sharp.

I'm tired of practicing.

He sat on the top of the mountain, holding his sword, his mind wandering, thinking about the reserve spot for Dark Blade.

In fact, he didn't understand much. He only knew that this was a department similar to the Law Enforcement Hall. He heard from others that if the conditions were the same, the Law Enforcement Hall was better. The Dark Blade had made some noise, but it couldn't last long.

They talked a lot, very frequently, but were all rejected when they registered.

He was ignorant and at a loss, but his name was recorded in the book. According to the Dark Blade man, the warden had to take a look before a conclusion could be drawn.

So he came back.

The days are still filled with sword practice, repeating the boring routine day after day, but persisting in the thought of making a breakthrough.

Sometimes, he would think about this, but he had been disappointed so many times that in order to avoid frustration, he often lowered his expectations.

There is probably no chance.

Once again, he stood up and planned to practice swordplay, but he saw a young man in a black robe flying down from the edge of the clouds. His clothes were the same as those of the Dark Blade Monk he had met, except that they were more gorgeous and imposing.

"Selected?"

In an instant, Lu Xinghou's heart began beating very fast, as if the torrent of fate was overwhelming him. He suppressed his confused emotions and tried to look at the young man in black robe with calm eyes.

(End of this chapter)