Fang Zhiyi stared at him while eating her noodles.
"I'm from the Covering Heaven Sect," Wang Ergou said in a low voice. "Do you know the Covering Heaven Sect?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Yes, that's why I want to join."
"No, did you not understand? People in the martial arts world call us the Demonic Sect. What good person would want to join the Demonic Sect for no reason?" Wang Ergou looked heartbroken.
Fang Zhiyi almost laughed: "You."
"Me? I'm no good person. I stole the neighbor's chicken when I was three, kicked a beggar's bowl when I was four, and when I was five..."
Fang Zhiyi just stared straight at him.
Wang Ergou lost his temper: "You really want to join?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
"Alright, alright, we're short of helpers, so at least we'll provide meals." He glanced at the two empty bowls in front of Fang Zhiyi and sighed.
Compared to reputable sects, the Shrouding the Heavens Sect, being an evil cult, has few entry requirements; anyone can join as long as they have an introduction. However, the treatment is naturally incomparable to that of other sects. As an ordinary member, one can at most barely make ends meet.
On the way back to the branch headquarters with Fang Zhiyi, Wang Ergou's mouth never stopped.
"From now on, I'll protect you. My name is Wang Ergou, you can just call me Brother Ergou, understand?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded obediently: "Brother Er Gou".
"That's right, don't worry. I can't guarantee anything else, but the food will be plentiful. I'll let you in on a secret: my second uncle works as a cook in the branch's kitchen. If you ask me for help, it'll definitely work!" Wang Ergou patted his chest and then began to boast about the power of the Covering Heaven Sect.
Fang Zhiyi began to suspect that he was the one who betrayed the original owner in the original story. After all, this guy talked too much and revealed everything about the Shrouding Heaven Sect to an outsider like herself.
With Wang Ergou leading the way, they soon arrived at the small village. Although it was called a branch, it was more like a village. The followers, dressed in uniform black shirts, were even working in the fields.
Seeing Fang Zhiyi looking in that direction, Wang Ergou felt a little uneasy: "Isn't this different from what you thought? Actually, this is quite good. We are self-sufficient. After all, even those in the martial arts world need to eat." He pointed to a stilted house in the distance, "That's where our branch leader lives. He has the highest martial arts skills here. I'll take you to see him in a bit."
"As a demonic sect, do you live by farming?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Wang Ergou nodded and said, "What do you think? But that's not all. We also have a few shops where we can collect money, and we also sell information. You know what information is, right? I went to collect money today, and then I ran into you."
Seeing Fang Zhiyi looking at him suspiciously, Wang Ergou patted his crotch triumphantly: "Hehe, I've hidden all the money I collected."
Fang Zhiyi was somewhat disgusted.
“If you perform well in the future, you can go to the main headquarters. The treatment there is much better. Let me tell you, there are many more businesses there. Smuggling weapons, running casinos and brothels, selling smuggled salt, and I heard there are even mines.” As he said this, Wang Ergou’s eyes were shining.
Xiao Hei also said, "This branch is like a reserve force; to the real Zhetian Sect, it's just a target to draw their fire."
Fang Zhiyi nodded.
Martial arts, regardless of the world, require considerable financial support. After all, practicing martial arts is not like cultivating immortality; one needs to eat and drink, whereas cultivating immortality is far more expensive.
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