Chapter 37 Proposing Cooperation



"Ming Cult?" Yan Sidao repeated the name in a low voice after hearing it.

But he immediately remembered that this was a sect that had only appeared in recent years.

It is an organization that brings together martial arts sects and religious sects.

It is a bit similar to the Vajra Gate in Buddhism. I heard that it has great power in Jianghuai and Central Plains.

The leader Yang Dingtian is even more famous, even though he doesn't know much about the martial arts world.

He is not the legitimate son of the Yan family and cannot access the real core, so he does not understand the true background of the martial arts sects.

And why the imperial court and the martial arts world had a cooperative relationship and did not choose to destroy these sects and families.

Even so, he had heard of Bai Xiaosheng's World Ranking.

It includes heroes from all over the world. Those who can make the list are all supreme masters, and Yang Dingtian ranks fourth.

The authenticity of this list is not discussed, because most of the supreme grandmasters have not taken action for a long time.

There are also very few competitions among the supreme grandmasters.

I guess Bai Xiaosheng can only rank them according to their past battle records.

But those who can reach this position must have some real ability and it is impossible for them to seek fame and reputation, otherwise those challengers will not give up.

Judging from the words of the person in front of him, he seems to be a high-ranking official of the Ming Cult.

This is the moment of life and death for their Yan family, although I don’t know what their intentions are?

But thinking of the Zhang family's astonishing appetite, if he agreed to the Zhang family, he would be able to overcome this difficult time.

How can the Yan family survive without their assets?

It’s better to take a look at the price offered by the person in front of you.

“I don’t know what you mean by cooperation?

I suppose you're aware of our Yan family's current predicament. Could you possibly provide over a million grains?

If this is true, then our Yan family is willing to purchase it at a price that satisfies your teaching?"

At this moment, Yan Sidao was somewhat happy, with a hint of luck in his eyes.

He stood by the roadside, the drizzle in the sky had begun to stop, and asked.

But the answer he got was different from what he expected.

Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao smiled coldly, but also looked up at the night sky, sniffed the air around him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you think it's possible? How could we possibly gather so much food?

If you can really do that, then why are we looking for you?"

Yan Sidao was stunned when he heard this, and a feeling of sadness arose in his heart. Yes.

But how could a single sect possibly produce such a large amount of food?

Is their Yan family going to perish here?

"But we have another plan." After saying that, Wei Yixiao suddenly leaned forward and approached Yan Sidao, wanting to test the courage of the man in front of him.

Yan Sidao didn't even have innate cultivation, but was only at the seventh level of acquired cultivation. How could he possibly react? He could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Hehehe, you see, we can solve problems not only with words, but also with hands." Wei Yixiao stared at the man in front of him, but did not take any action. His creepy eyes flashed with a faint light.

Yan Sidao felt like he was being watched by his prey, and cold sweat streamed down his body. However, he managed to calm himself down and asked with some trembling:

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Please explain clearly."

Wei Yixiao snorted coldly and said:

"Huainan has become a hell.

But some people take advantage of this to make money and become unkind people. I just can't stand this.

The Ming Cult couldn't stand it any more." Wei Yixiao's eyes flashed coldly. They weren't good people, but they couldn't do anything beastly either.

Yan Sidao stood aside, silent, waiting for what happened next.

Wei Yixiao smiled, revealing his sharp white teeth: "There are some things that everyone cannot stand, so we, the Ming Cult, are here.

You are lucky to have met us.

In an hour, we will rush into the Zhang family compound and take all the food."

"Ah?" Yan Sidao was shocked when he heard this.

Are these people saying that they want to attack the Zhang family?

But the Zhang family's defense is no weaker than that of a martial arts sect...If this is the case, I don't know how many people will die.

"Do you have a grudge against the Zhang family?" Yan Sidao asked in confusion, trying to get more information.

If not, why would such a decision be made?

After all, if they were short of food, with their status as the Supreme Grand Master and the reputation of their Ming Cult.

It is not difficult to borrow enough food to feed ten thousand people. He doesn't believe that the number of Mingjiao believers here will exceed this number.

Then why would he become an enemy of the Zhang family? He couldn't think of any reason.

Wei Yixiao's voice was like a sharp steel knife cutting through glass: "Originally, there was nothing, but they did this kind of thing, so this is what happened.

Forget it, stop talking nonsense, I just want to ask one question.

We will give you 50,000 dan (5 million jin) of the grain we looted.

But you also have to give this part of the food to the victims.

But from now on, except for the grain taken by the court, the rest of your grain must be distributed in the name of our Ming Cult.

Moreover, your Yan family must give us priority in trading in the future.

Of course, we will pay something for this, but at least we will protect your Yan family from being eaten by others.

Yes or no, just one word.

But I don't think you can make the decision, go ask your parents."

Yan Sidao was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that these people in front of him would go against the Zhang family for these reasons.

You know, the Zhang family is extremely powerful.

Suddenly raised his head and asked: "If our Yan family is unwilling, will you still do it?"

He understood that compared to what the Ming Cult had paid, what they received was too little.

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