Chapter 3 Spirit Slave
At the top of the nine giant peaks, which twisted and collided, there was a pool of blood from which a waterfall of blood, nine thousand feet long, flowed down onto the ritual track, filling all the hollowed-out patterns on it. At the center of the ritual track was a purplish-red palace.
It is exceptionally magnificent and imposing. At the base of the nine peaks, there is a large open space with antique buildings arranged in a row. There are almost no houses or pavilions built of ordinary bluestone and wood.
The floor was paved with gold bricks, the walls were as white as snow, and the decorations included dragons and phoenixes. Everywhere was exquisite and elegant, completely different from the gloomy and terrifying scene that Wang Yu had imagined.
The city lord's mansion in Shihu City is just an ordinary building here.
Only the streaks of light in the sky matched Wang Yu's stereotypes; they were either billowing black mist or raging blood.
The flying magical artifacts they rode were of all kinds: skulls, bone swords made of spines, clouds of corpses, paper figures carrying sedan chairs, coffins and so on. A large number of Foundation Establishment cultivators traveled back and forth in the sky.
Qi Refining cultivators have it much simpler; they basically just wear a piece of black cloth, which is probably a standard magical artifact issued by the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect.
Wang Yu's heart burned with passion. As long as he could access cultivation techniques, what did it matter if they were demonic cultivation methods? He had no prejudice or preference against power; as long as it was useful, it made no difference.
Since the demonic cultivators had bribed the garrisoned cultivators at Black Mountain Pass, he felt he wouldn't let them die directly; at the very least, they should create some value for them.
There was no stopping.
The black-robed demonic cultivator led them to the foot of the third peak from the left. The environment here was significantly different from that at the bottom of the nine peaks, and it was enclosed with cultivators guarding it everywhere.
"Brother Xu, you're finally back. Did you only manage to get a hundred people this time?"
Upon hearing this, the leader in black robes finally removed his hood, revealing a deeply lined old face.
"There's no way around it. The spiritual veins in Shihu City are too poor, so naturally there are far fewer cultivation seeds. If we go to Qianqiu City, there would be at least five hundred spirit slaves."
"Count them and take them all away."
Spirit slave?
Unable to hear any further conversation, Wang Yu's car was taken to a stone house, where he was released after his shackles were removed.
A chubby, round, middle-aged man spoke in a sinister tone.
“My surname is Duan, you can call me Manager Duan.”
"From today onwards, you are spirit slaves of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect. You are not allowed to leave until you have paid off your 'purchase money'."
"If you perform well, it's not impossible for you to break free from your status as a spirit slave and become an outer disciple of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect. Keep up the good work."
Manager Duan spoke briefly, then left without explaining anything. Wang Yu and his group of mortals, who had not yet stepped into the threshold of cultivation, were powerless to resist.
Following the order, he moved into stone house number eighty-third.
The room was fully furnished with a bed, table, chairs, stools, and a small latrine. The bedding and pillows were made of the finest brocade, and the living standards were no worse than those of the Wang family.
Although the windows and doors could be opened, they were fitted with iron bars, allowing only the hand to be extended, just like a prison cell.
Not long after.
A disciple of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect walked along the way, throwing a cloth bag the size of a basketball into each stone house he passed. He soon arrived at stone house number eighty-three, gave Wang Yu the same bag, and left without saying a word.
Open the cloth bag.
The first thing that caught his eye was the food and water pouch. The twenty buns were still steaming hot. Wang Yu was already very hungry, having not eaten all day, and ate five of them in one go.
The fillings include both meat and vegetables, are savory and delicious, and have a rich flavor. Each one has a thin skin and a generous filling, making them even better than those made by pastry chefs in Shihucheng.
This treatment made Wang Yu have higher expectations for the identity of the spirit slave. After all, he was a cultivator. Even if he was a demonic cultivator, he was not the bloodthirsty monster depicted in novels and biographies. Stereotypes are unacceptable!
Humans have desires. To put it bluntly, demonic cultivators are a group of cultivators who take extremes and shortcuts. Their desires are stronger, and they prioritize material enjoyment more than those on the righteous path, and they are not ashamed to express it.
Even the treatment of spirit slaves was better than that of most ordinary people.
Besides today's food, there were two books inside, one thin and one thick.
The thin book contained a lot of common knowledge about the cultivation world, explaining the rules here and the things that spirit slaves need to do.
Furthermore, each person was given a "purchase price" threshold, and once that threshold was met, they could become an outer disciple of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect.
Wang Yu carefully studied each point and memorized them deeply.
The first thing written down is the rules of the Stone House District.
[First, from 5 AM to 9 AM daily, twenty Qi Refining cultivators will be responsible for answering questions.]
Whether it's questions about cultivation or problems like illiteracy, they can all be answered. This is also the only time each day that the spirit slave can leave the stone house.
[II. After breaking through to the first level of Qi Refining, the Spirit Slave must expend their own cultivation to condense one or two ounces of spirit sand each month and give it to any steward in the Stone House District.]
This is where the value of Wang Yu and his team lies.
Spirit stones are the essence of heaven and earth formed by the natural sedimentation of spiritual energy in places where spiritual energy gathers. The higher the level of the spiritual vein, the more likely it is to produce a companion spirit stone vein.
It is divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and top grade. It is also the most widely circulated currency in the cultivation world. Due to its high consumption, the output from the mines alone is far from enough.
Thus, the character of the spirit slave came into being.
If a cultivator is willing to sacrifice their cultivation, they can also conjure spirit stones by hand and print money themselves.
Early-stage Qi Refining cultivators can only condense Spirit Sand, with each tael of Spirit Sand costing the same as a low-grade spirit stone.
The spiritual energy that is incredibly pure to Qi Refining cultivators appears impure and chaotic to Foundation Establishment cultivators. Therefore, the higher the level, the higher the price of spirit stones.
[III. Once the spirit slave has repaid the "purchase fee" of one hundred spirit stones, they can apply to become an outer disciple of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect at the steward's office.]
The spirit stones referred to here are naturally low-grade spirit stones.
Based on the conversion of one tael of spirit sand to one spirit stone, it would take 100 months to pay off the debt under the most ideal circumstances, which is more than 8 years. If we add the time for learning and breaking through to the Dao, it would take at least 10 years.
"It will take me 26 years to pay off the debt..."
Wang Yu closed the booklet, which contained a wealth of common knowledge about the cultivation world, took a deep breath, and exhaled after a long while.
Although the living conditions were good, he didn't believe the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect would be so kind as to involve spirit stones and money. Theoretically, it would take ten years, but to truly master it, it could take twenty years.
As for the other thick booklet, it contained a Qi Refining stage cultivation method given by the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect. They generously provided nine levels, with the highest level being the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.
It gave all the spiritual slaves a sense of psychological comfort, as if they believed in you.
The thing he wanted most was right in front of him. Wang Yu gave up all his unrealistic fantasies. This was the main base of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, the location of its mountain gate. Even though the Stone House area was in a remote location, there were still a large number of cultivators stationed here.
The chances of escaping are extremely slim. The only way to survive is to comply with the Blood Sect's rules and become an outer disciple, which would give them a chance at freedom.
Even if it's just a pie, we have to work hard and move forward for it; there's no other way!
(End of this chapter)
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