Chapter 821 - 820: Power of Faith Surges! You Call Plundering Charity?
Chapter 821: Chapter 820: Power of Faith Surges! You Call Plundering Charity?
[Ding! Power of Faith +8,000]
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Listening to the system notifications constantly ringing in his mind, Chu Sheng was completely dumbfounded.
"Why did the Power of Faith suddenly skyrocket so much?" he wondered. "I just casually killed two troublemakers, and that increases my Power of Faith? Is it really this awesome?!"
Chu Sheng couldn’t quite understand what was happening until he saw one Loose Cultivator after another fly out without hesitation, standing between him and Gu Yuexi. They were willing to die just to protect them. In that instant, Chu Sheng understood.
The corporate slaves on Blue Star couldn’t stand being oppressed for a few decades, let alone the cultivators of the Spirit Realm. Cultivators in the Spirit Realm had long lifespans and were easily oppressed by the Eight Great Clans for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. The resentment they bottled up was far greater; it was just that no one had ever dared to take the lead and resist.
By killing Jiang Qingyao and Jiang Xinglan, he and Gu Yuexi had essentially fired the first shot in the rebellion against the Eight Great Clans. The emotions the Loose Cultivators had suppressed for tens of thousands of years were instantly ignited, prompting them to actively respond. It made perfect sense for them to treat the duo as their backbone.
So this was faith! At this moment, Chu Sheng finally understood the true meaning of the Power of Faith. It wasn’t forced by martial prowess or gained through exchanging benefits. It was the will of the people—everyone willingly supporting and believing in you.
"Mosquito, what should we do?" Gu Yuexi flashed over to Chu Sheng’s side, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
She wasn’t asking how to deal with the difficulties caused by the Eight Great Clans. If gods block the way, kill the gods. If Buddhas block the way, kill the Buddhas. She couldn’t care less if it was the Jiang family, the Ye family, or the Chu family. As long as they dared to provoke them, they would just fight back. She had never been afraid.
However, the current situation was somewhat complicated. More and more Loose Cultivators were standing in front of them, wanting to bear the wrath of the Eight Great Clans on their behalf. Gu Yuexi’s personality was cold, but not heartless. She could tell the difference between false pretenses and genuine sincerity.
She was completely unafraid of the Eight Great Clans’ revenge; if the sky fell, she would carry it herself. But these innocent Loose Cultivators shouldn’t have to bear the consequences. It wasn’t her style to implicate the ordinary Loose Cultivators who were looking out for them.
Chu Sheng, on the other hand, wasn’t worried about Gu Yuexi’s concerns at all. He flapped his wings and spoke in a relaxed tone. "Don’t worry, the Eight Great Clans aren’t idiots. They won’t kill all the Loose Cultivators. Whether it’s the 996 or 007 grind, they need the Loose Cultivators to do the labor to achieve it. As long as they still want to throw their weight around and act like local despots in Luoping City, they have to leave the Loose Cultivators a way to survive. It’s impossible for them to wipe everyone out."
"What’s 996, and what’s 007?" Gu Yuexi looked at Chu Sheng, her face full of confusion.
"Uh..." Chu Sheng froze for a moment, only then realizing that this was the Spirit Realm. He thought for a second and switched to a more common explanation. "It means the Eight Great Clans treat the Loose Cultivators like cattle and horses, squeezing them to death."
Gu Yuexi’s brow remained furrowed, making her even more confused. "How did Cow Demons and Horse Demons get brought into this?"
Chu Sheng rolled his compound eyes and helplessly continued explaining, "Just understand it as the Eight Great Clans relying on exploiting the Loose Cultivators to make a profit. The Loose Cultivators are their money bags and laborers. If they kill too many, they’ll suffer losses themselves. Get it now?"
Gu Yuexi finally nodded, her furrowed brow slowly relaxing. "Then should we persuade them to leave? We can’t just let them keep standing in front forever."
Chu Sheng waved his front legs, his tone certain. "We won’t be able to persuade them. And there’s no need to."
He lifted his eyes toward the direction of the Eight Great Clans’ Elders, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. "The Eight Great Clans won’t allow the situation to remain at this stalemate. They’ll definitely think of a way to break the deadlock. It won’t be long before they send someone over to negotiate with us."
As soon as his voice fell, Xiao Feng’s figure slowly flew over, stopping a hundred meters in front of Gu Yuexi and Chu Sheng. With lingering fear, he first glanced at the Frost Bone Dragon beside them. Only after confirming that the Frost Bone Dragon had no intention of raising a claw to swat him did he cautiously approach.
"Fairy Gu, on behalf of the Eight Great Clans, I’d like to have a talk with you." Xiao Feng cupped his hands, lowering his posture and speaking in a very polite tone. He absolutely didn’t want to be blasted into a wall by a mouthful of Dragon Breath again, unable to be scraped off. It was too humiliating.
Gu Yuexi turned her head to look at Chu Sheng, her tone flat. "You really called it."
Chu Sheng sneered and buzzed, "These clans’ little tricks are just the same few things over and over again. There’s nothing new."
Gu Yuexi nodded and naturally took a few steps back to stand behind Chu Sheng. She directly handed the negotiation entirely over to him, not sparing Xiao Feng another glance.
Xiao Feng blinked, feeling a bit stifled. "How many times has this been?" he thought. "Every time, Gu Yuexi ignores me! Even a saint would get a little angry!"
Just as a sliver of anger welled up in his heart, he suddenly felt a chilling gust sweep past him from behind. His neck stiffly craned backward, turning just in time to come face-to-face with the Frost Bone Dragon’s massive, pale skeletal visage. Its hollow eye sockets were staring straight at him.
"Hehe! Lord Dragon, it’s nothing, it’s nothing. I’m just here to discuss matters, I bear no ill will." The anger on Xiao Feng’s face vanished without a trace in an instant, replaced by a flattering smile.
The Frost Bone Dragon snorted a blast of cold air from its hollow nostrils directly onto Xiao Feng’s face, instantly freezing a layer of white frost over it. Only then did it slowly close its dragon eyes and continue resting on the side.
Xiao Feng wiped the frozen white frost off his face and shuddered, helplessly turning back to face Chu Sheng.
"Brother... Brother Mosquito, shall we talk?"
He had originally wanted to just call him ’mosquito’, but he swallowed the word as soon as it reached his lips. He didn’t dare to speak recklessly anymore. If the Frost Bone Dragon blasted him with another mouthful of Dragon Breath, he wouldn’t be able to handle it. Thus, his tone of voice became even more humble and polite.
He complained madly in his heart, "How the hell is this a negotiation?! It’s more like a surrender!"
But remembering the Elders’ instructions, he hurriedly straightened his back a little, trying his best to put on a business-like appearance. "The Eight Great Clans have discussed this. As long as you hand over the Dragon Egg and cripple your own cultivation, the Eight Great Clans will let bygones be bygones regarding the deaths of Jiang Qingyao and Jiang Xinglan, and will spare your lives."
Xiao Feng repeated the exact words the Elders had instructed him to say.
In the eyes of everyone in the Eight Great Clans, although Gu Yuexi and Chu Sheng had displayed extremely formidable strength, they definitely couldn’t withstand the wrath of the Eight Great Clans. Even if they could hide today, they couldn’t hide tomorrow. They couldn’t just cower behind the Loose Cultivators for the rest of their lives. Furthermore, the Loose Cultivators had lives to live; it was impossible for them to guard Gu Yuexi all day long! Therefore, being able to obtain the forgiveness of the Eight Great Clans was undoubtedly the best result. It was equal to picking up a free life!
As for handing over the Dragon Egg and crippling their cultivation, wasn’t that a given? The fact that the Eight Great Clans were willing to spare their lives was already a massive blessing. Previously, there was a Loose Cultivator who accidentally offended a descendant of the Eight Great Clans. Not only was all his property seized, but even his wife and children were snatched away to be slaves. Yet, that Loose Cultivator still knelt on the ground, shedding tears of gratitude. After all, they spared his life!
Upon hearing Xiao Feng’s conditions, Chu Sheng nearly burst out laughing. He completely swallowed the counter-conditions he had just been preparing to say.
So the Eight Great Clans were too used to acting high and mighty, huh? Their people actively sought them out to start trouble, so getting killed was purely their own fault. Why should they pay for it with their Dragon Egg? And cripple their cultivation? How could they be so shameless!
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