Chapter 9 Forming Cliques
Chapter 9 Forming Cliques
Leaving appropriate blank space will make it easier to give rise to fear of the unknown. This is a sect of demons, not a charity.
Seeing Wang Yu leave this corner, the two were both scared and hesitant, and never dared to come forward to talk to Wang Yu.
Thus, the day's explanation ended and everyone returned to their own stone houses.
The 22nd day of the soul slave life.
Wang Yu is using the same method to get close to his fellow townsmen in Shihu City, but he has to use a different approach when dealing with others.
There are three types of people who are willing to learn.
Those who are submissive, those who know the times, and those who are ambitious!
The first type of people are the most numerous, followed by the second type, and the third type is the least numerous. It is easiest for Wang Yu to persuade the third type of people, as he has the endorsement of Manager Duan’s declaration that day, and his name is very useful.
As long as they wanted to become outer disciples, he would explain the pros and cons a little bit, use ice sword skills as bait, and show them what he had in store, and these people would be tempted quickly.
In just one morning, he had convinced seven people.
At this time, the two "acquaintances" came over and whispered to Wang Yu.
"We all have mixed and useless spiritual roots. It is impossible for us to achieve enlightenment in two months. What's more, we couldn't even read before that. You are lying to us."
Wang Yu couldn't help but sneer.
"This is the Nilingxue Sect, not a charity! Do you think I have good qualifications? As long as you are willing to sacrifice your life, it will be easy to get started, and you are no exception."
This kind of ignorance appears among the lower class people no matter in which world, but once they are convinced, they will also be the most staunch supporters.
The two were speechless again. After a moment's silence, they agreed to Wang Yu's request.
"very good."
Wang Yu smiled and drew a pie.
"If you want to get rid of your status as spirit slaves, you need to raise the amount of spirit sand you offer to one tael and six cents per month. Only if you are different from others, will you have a chance to be noticed by the True Transmission of Cold Blood."
"this---"
The two looked at each other, not daring to say anything, and could only nod repeatedly.
Seeing this, Wang Yu left again.
The next few days will be spent dealing with the "submissive" group of people. These people are the most threatened, so just show a tough attitude, but they are also the most likely to turn against us.
There are three managers above the spirit slaves. Just because Duan chose him doesn't mean he is the only one. Other managers will also use similar methods.
It's quite a big deal to move around and win over people.
So——he was being targeted!
The twenty-eighth day of my life as a spirit slave.
A group of "old men" with haggard and aged faces and messy white hair gathered together. Three of them were at the second level of Qi training. They were one of the three managers, the manager named Liu.
"Boss Fang, that kid called Wang Yu has recruited a lot of new people recently, at least fifty or sixty people. Will Manager Liu be dissatisfied?"
Boss Fang stared at Wang Yu who was still walking unexpectedly.
"So what if I'm dissatisfied? I can't kill him. The spirit slaves are all the property of Frost Blood Peak. If you harm someone privately, you will not only pay with your life, but you will also suffer inhumane torture before you die, and your soul will not be able to escape."
"Then what do we do?"
"Give him a verbal warning first, and if that doesn't work, break his limbs."
"What if it still doesn't work?"
The boss surnamed Fang narrowed his eyes and stared at the deputy, causing the deputy to step back repeatedly before speaking.
"If conventional methods don't work, then kill an old man who is about to die and throw him in his house."
Framing the blame.
It cannot be said that they are simple-minded and can be easily discovered. There are not many effective means among the spirit slaves in the Stone House District, and it is easy to break the rules.
This is when the manager behind them needs to take action.
Whoever is stronger will gain the loyalty of more spirit slaves.
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………… "If you agree, not only will nothing happen to you, but you will also have the hope of becoming an outer sect disciple like me in the future. There is a bright future ahead of you.
"One ounce and eight cents of spiritual sand, it's settled."
Having just convinced a fellow villager from Shihu City, Wang Yu calculated with his fingers that more than half of the agreed goal had been achieved and it might be completed within ten days.
I don’t know whether Manager Duan will fulfill his promise. I can only gamble. The weak have no say, and questioning is suicidal. I can only believe it first.
Be it cheating or pressure.
He always remembered that sentence: [One ounce of spiritual sand is from Hanxue Peak, and the extra is from Su Zhen! ]
There are two prerequisites for him to turn things around.
1. Manager Duan is willing to pass on the message.
2. Su Zhenchuan is willing to help him.
Providing more benefits is a way for him to demonstrate his value, and this is very useful in the magic world.
He could only make his fellow villager suffer. When he was about to look for the next target, a dozen spirit slaves surrounded him and blocked him tightly.
Three more people came out from among them. They were the spiritual slave named Fang who was planning to teach him a lesson.
"Hey, kid, you've crossed the line, you know that?"
Wang Yu frowned. This was the Bluestone Square. Not only were there twenty outer disciples watching over it, but there were also several managers stationed here.
Of course, the most important thing is the group of people from Shihu City who were persuaded and those who were not persuaded by Wang Yu. If he showed cowardice or was beaten black and blue, he would be finished.
Most of those who are submissive will side with the stronger party.
The other party surrounded him and cut off his path!
Perhaps the spirit slave named Fang didn't think so much about it. He just wanted to scare Wang Yu and make him give up recruiting more spirit slaves.
But Wang Yu's eyes turned red in an instant.
Ling Nu will never be able to turn over a new leaf in his lifetime. Not only does he need to be as careful as walking on thin ice in his business, he also needs to be "ruthless", with a ruthless heart and even more ruthless people, in order to stand firm.
Don't miss this opportunity!
I guess Manager Duan taught him this spell with this situation in mind.
"Ice swordsmanship, go!"
With Wang Yu as the center, the temperature dropped sharply within ten feet. Three ice swords condensed around his body. With a wave of Wang Yu's finger, three Qi training level 2 masters, led by the spiritual slave named Fang, fell to the ground in unison.
Some sticky, dark blood flowed out.
"Ahhhh——"
The crowd watching retreated violently, fearing that the blood would splash on them.
There was no dialogue, he was killed as soon as he expressed his ill intentions.
The spirit slave named Fang was terrified, but could only struggle on the ground. The three ice swords did not disappear after the attack, but returned again under the control of Wang Yu's hand gestures.
The blood-burning spiritual power above alternated with the blood, completely turning into a blood-colored ice sword.
"Wang Yu, you can't kill me!
"Spirit slaves are forbidden to kill each other. If I die, you will also have to pay with your life."
Wang Yu remained indifferent. He changed his hand gestures and three blood-stained ice swords shot out again. At this moment, a small seal pressed down and suddenly grew larger in the process.
All three of Wang Yu’s ice swords were crushed into powder.
Manager Duan suddenly arrived, waved his sleeve to put the magic weapon back into his sleeve, and looked at Wang Yu with a frown.
"calm down."
Seeing his backer, Wang Yu immediately showed an aggrieved expression. He was pretending to be crazy, not really crazy, and spoke first.
"Manager Duan, you are finally here, please make the decision for Wang Yu!
“I don’t know this person. I was listening to the lectures of the outer sect masters and was gaining some enlightenment when they surrounded me and tried to cut off my arms and legs without saying a word.
"I have devoted half my life to the Holy Sect, just to deliver the spiritual sand as soon as possible and make a contribution, but these people want to kill me, who has devoted my life to the Holy Sect."
(End of this chapter)