Chapter 10 You're Not Magical Enough
Chapter 10 You're Not Magical Enough
"However, the sect's rules were in place, and the Blood Flag Demon did not dare to disobey the sect master, so he decided to arrest the thirty-six people in the name of defection."
"At its core, the charge of desertion is nothing but a fabrication."
Meng Jingyang said this with a proud smile: "But the Blood Flag Demon's plan ultimately came to nothing."
Ye Yunqi felt extremely complacent when he heard Meng Jingyang's tone. The corners of his eyes slightly raised, but his gaze fell on him, as if waiting for him to ask further questions.
"Was that your doing?" Ye Yunqi asked as a flatterer.
"No." Meng Jingyang shook his head slightly, then pointed at himself, "It's not me, it's us."
"you?"
"Yes, it is us. Our strength may be far beyond your imagination. The Blood Flag Demon, the Ghost Infant Demon, and even the mysterious Great Elder, or the Sect Master, all have our people!"
When Meng Jingyang said this, his eyes were focused and his expression was full of confidence and expectation, as if he was looking forward to life after successfully escaping.
"So, does your organization have a name?"
Meng Jingyang nodded: "At first, there were only two or three good friends, and there was no name. Later, as more and more people came, we had a name."
"It's called Firefly."
"If Junior Brother Ye is interested, I will introduce you to our Firefly Organization. Let's move towards a bright future together!"
At this moment, Ye Yunqi had only one feeling, that the real purpose was revealed.
This is Meng Jingyang’s purpose and also the result of Ye Yunqi’s choice.
If you want to live long, you can't just sit there and work in a daze, otherwise when an accident happens, you won't have time to prepare or escape.
If you want to expand your sources of information, you have to connect with people.
It's always easier to interact with a group of people who are committed to the right path than to get along with the devil, right?
You have to go and take a look first.
So Ye Yunqi made up his mind and said loudly: "I am grateful to Senior Brother Meng for thinking highly of me. In this case, I would like to trouble Senior Brother Meng to introduce me."
"Okay, no problem. From now on, we are real master and disciple brothers!" Meng Jingyang looked as if he had not misjudged me.
After the important matter was settled and a few words were spoken, Ye Yunqi said goodbye.
Inside the house, a pale-faced concubine came out, sat down casually, and poured herself a cup of tea.
Meng Jingyang seemed to be accustomed to it. He took the teapot from the concubine and added some for himself.
"Do you really trust your fellow apprentice?"
Meng Jingyang said in a vague tone: "Maybe, just like whether you, Jiang Li, can trust me."
The concubine Jiang Li gently stroked her abdomen with her right hand: "Even after all this, do you still think I can't trust you?"
"If it is trustworthy, why don't you let me see the token?"
Jiang Li raised the corner of his mouth and said complacently: "It's not that I won't give it to you, but it's useless even if I show it to you."
Then he lightly threw over a Yin fish jade pendant.
Jiang Li's attitude was casual, but Meng Jingyang's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly caught the Yin Fish Jade Pendant: "Why are you throwing it around so casually?"
"It's a magical weapon after all, how can it be broken so easily?" Jiang Li chuckled, "But this magical weapon can only be activated by the blood of the Jiang family. You can't see anything, so why do you have to see it?"
Meng Jingyang looked at it over and over again, and also tried to activate it with his spiritual energy, but it was as unresponsive as a piece of stone. Meng Jingyang murmured, "Bloodline magic weapon, it is really mysterious. Until now, I still find it incredible. You are really the only relic of the Jiang family of Yan State..."
"Okay, talk less." Jiang Li looked outside the door with some concern.
Meng Jingyang returned the jade pendant to Jiang Li and waved his hand to disperse the formation. Jiang Li retreated timidly into the house as usual.
Ye Yunqi walked towards his home confidently, thinking constantly in his mind, but there was too little information at the moment, and he could not come up with any clue even if he thought about it.
"No matter what, my own strength is the key." Ye Yunqi made up his mind to have more children and practice more!
On the other side, the sect’s meeting hall.
The position of the sect leader was empty, but everyone present knew that the sect leader was watching this place.
Below the position of the sect leader is the position of the grand elder, and the person in that position is a handsome young man. The young man smiled with a sunny look, and he didn't look like a member of the Demon Sect. Instead, he looked like a genius from some upright sect.
There was only a shadow at the position of the second elder's ghost baby.
The third elder, Blood Flag, looked much more ordinary, sitting on a chair normally.
It's common to frown and sulk.
Although Xueqi and the seven elders below have different appearances, they all look like standard elders of the Blood Spirit Sect and the Demon Sect.
He is full of blood and looks a bit ferocious.
The hoarse voice of the Blood Flag Elder rang out in the hall.
"Master, I don't doubt your foresight, but I am short-sighted. We threw the mortals and unqualified cultivators we looted into the blood pool. Since you decided to take them into the sect and provide them with regular subsidies, although it's a lot less, it's better to have it every month, so we don't mind it."
"But now they are talking about giving birth without having to provide for the child. We really can't meet our cultivation needs."
"It takes six years to test the spiritual roots of this child. If you want to raise him to a full-blooded state, it will take sixteen years!"
The dissatisfaction of Elder Blood Flag is what many people think.
Without the support of others, even if Elder Blood Flag had felt aggrieved before, he would not dare to raise any opinions alone.
In particular, there was a hidden thought in his heart: Who are we? Demonic cultivators! Demonic cultivators are afraid of not having enough people, so why not go and burn, kill, and plunder! They always say that there are no people in their own territory, but isn’t there still the territory of the righteous? Go and rob it! It’s so hard to support people by ourselves, why don’t we learn from the old Taoist to grow spiritual fields in the mountains! Then why bother practicing magic? Just practice Taoism!
However, Elder Blood Flag only dared to say a few words in his heart.
If I really say it out loud, I'm afraid I'm not living long enough.
As soon as Elder Blood Flag finished speaking, the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh elders responded in unison.
The fourth elder said, "Yes, I was refining a furnace of blood pills, but I was still short of some blood. I thought I would collect the blood for the offering, but when I opened the offering when I was refining, I found that half of the blood was missing! It turned out that half of the disciples had given birth to children and were exempted from the offering."
"Therefore, all my efforts have been wasted."
The fifth elder also said, "Yes, yes. After sixteen years, my time is almost up. I'm afraid there is no hope of a breakthrough!"
The Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder also seemed to have their own difficulties.
The ghost baby neither spoke in support nor in opposition, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
A clear young man's voice sounded: "I'm telling you guys, if you have the ability, don't think about these little things of the sect."
"Want blood? That's easy! Just rob or steal! We are all from the devil's way, what's the point of just eating what's in your nest?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the sunny boy talking with a smile.
Blood Spirit Sect, Grand Elder.
(End of this chapter)