The first thousand and forty-eight chapters annex blood shadow (a)
As soon as the Zifu monk said this, everyone else became energetic.
The strong man with beard asked quickly: "Is this true? Manager Liu, we people have been following you for decades.
With such a good thing, we can’t be left behind.”
Manager Liu smiled and said: "According to the rules of the headquarters, monks from the Zifu can take as many foundation-building monks as they can.
When I get there, I also need to have my own team.
Although your talents are not good, you have been trained by me myself, which is more reliable than recruiting casual cultivators from outside.
I have applied to the elders in charge of each branch to be the deputy hall master in Yongguo, and I should get a reply in a few days."
Everyone's faces were full of hope. As long as they can work in the branch and join the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce in the future, they can easily earn thousands of spiritual stones a month.
Here at the headquarters, they are at the bottom and can be bullied by others.
But when we get to the branch, people from the headquarters are naturally superior to others.
Even if you don't join the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce, your life will be better than at the headquarters.
The only disadvantage is that you need to take a greater risk by licking blood from the knife edge.
Now that those branches are about to join the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce, there will be no need to fight in the future.
It’s less work, more reward, and no risk. Who wouldn’t want to do this kind of work?
After Manager Liu's words, everyone's hearts, which had been numb for a long time, became hot again.
Even when cutting wood, I feel particularly energetic.
In the entire Blood Shadow Headquarters, most of the lower-level disciples have begun to think about it.
The monks from the Zifu who had some connections were trying to find connections through the back door, hoping to leave the headquarters and get a job in the branch.
Those foundation-building monks were vying to join the Zifu monks, hoping to be taken away.
Of course, it is not just ordinary monks who want to serve in the branch, but also the children of the elders' families.
In Blood Shadow, even the deputy head of a branch can become a middle-level member of the Chamber of Commerce after integrating into the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce.
Most of the elders at Blood Shadow Headquarters want to surrender, but they can't lose face.
However, it is still very good to secretly arrange for the descendants of the Zi family to go over and occupy a trap first.
Among the blood shadows, there are twenty or thirty powerful elders.
Coupled with a large number of idle elders, the already few remaining branches cannot accept them all.
Not even the descendants of the idle elders can occupy a position, let alone the monks of the Zifu who have little background.
Two days later, Manager Liu came to the forest in the north of Blood Shadow City in despair.
Seeing his appearance, a group of foundation-building monks quickly came forward to greet him.
The bearded man quickly asked: "Master Steward, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that there was no one else around, Manager Liu scolded: "These elders are so shameless. Some people suggested that our blood shadows should directly join the Yan Kingdom.
At that time, all elders will be able to obtain a fief.
We middle- and low-level disciples can also get a good job, and at least cultivation resources are not a problem.
But those elders frequently brought out all the ancestors of Xueying and said how could they give up the inheritance of more than 70,000 years? They talked like filial sons and virtuous grandchildren.
But what is the result? Now everyone is vying to send their children and grandchildren to various branches, waiting to join the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce.
These old bastards just built a memorial arch and then turned around and sold it, it’s really disgusting.”
After hearing this, everyone was stunned.
After a long time, the bearded man asked: "So, as a manager, you can't work in the branch anymore?"
Manager Liu nodded frustratedly: "The headquarters can't control the branches that have joined the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce, let alone deploying personnel there.
The only ones they can install are those branches that have not been annexed by the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce.
Among the big countries, only one branch of Qin has not yet been annexed.
The other small countries did not have many branches.
A group of elders all wanted to arrange for their descendants to go there, but they couldn't make arrangements at all.
It is impossible for a Zifu monk with no backing like me to win against them."
The big man with the beard cursed angrily: "These old guys are really no joke. Can the whole Blood Shadow just go over there and take refuge soon?"
The protagonist of the film is the Queen Mother of the Yan Kingdom, and the two supreme elders are the prefects of the Yan Kingdom.
If we go directly to the past, we won't be suppressed.
By then, everyone will be working in the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce, and the treatment will be much better than now."
Manager Liu sneered: "Our blood shadows will not take refuge in the Yan State. They have great power and can dominate and do good things.
Once you surrender, it will be the Yan State that has the final say.
Even if they are given good treatment, it is impossible for them to continue to exploit ordinary disciples and obtain benefits.
They maintain the Blood Shadow headquarters themselves and let their descendants seek refuge there.
This is a bet made by both sides. They will continue to exploit us at the headquarters, and future generations will enjoy the blessings of the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce. Both sides have benefited.
No matter what changes happen in the future, they will be fine.
What can we, middle- and lower-class disciples do? We can only let them bully us."
At this time, a red-faced man cursed angrily: "These old guys really want to oppress us from generation to generation, and we can't just sit there like this."
"What else can I do? In the eyes of those Jindan elders, I, a cultivator of the Zifu, am nothing, so what can you do?"
The red-faced man snorted coldly: "Manager Liu, have you forgotten how you destroyed the Zhang family decades ago?"
"Of course I can't forget this. I was also present when there was a big fuss in the Finance Hall.
If we hadn't made such a big fuss, we wouldn't have made the higher-ups decide to kill Zhang Dingyi.
Later, Zhang Dingming became the Supreme Elder, and the Zhang family was in ruins, so they had no choice but to seek refuge in the Yan Kingdom.
Do you want to cause trouble again and force those elders to agree to the annexation of Xueying to the Yan Kingdom?"
The red-faced man nodded: "Although we, middle and low-level disciples, are insignificant, once we work together, even the Shadow Master will not dare to look down upon us.
Among us brothers, who doesn’t have close relatives?
There are many people who can't stand these elders. Let's go and get some relief. It won't be a problem to bring up hundreds of low-level monks.
When the time comes, we will petition in front of the meeting hall.
Although those elders are nothing, the Shadow Master really cares about our lower-level disciples.
It happened that she was back, and those elders didn't dare to go too far.
Maybe we can take this opportunity to force the elders to agree to Xueying's defection to the Yan Kingdom, and we can also become members of the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce."
Manager Liu thought for a long time before solemnly nodding: "If you continue to stay here at the Blood Shadow Headquarters, you will only be a Zifu monk for the rest of your busy life.
It's better to give it a try. It doesn't matter if you fail. The Shadow Master is kind and won't kill them all.
But even if I lost this position, I didn’t have much luck in the first place, so I just lost it.
If we can succeed, we will be a great contributor to the Yan Kingdom and the benefits will be indispensable.
If you succeed, you will gain glory and wealth. Even if you fail, can you still be worse?
You go contact some reliable acquaintances, and I will also contact some unsuccessful Zifu monks, and we will petition together."
In the next few days, the disciples at the bottom of Blood Shadow contacted each other.
The Wang Daojian and Zhang Xu families fanned the flames, and the higher-ups pretended to be dumbfounded, which further enhanced the confidence of the lower-level disciples.
More than ten days later, thousands of foundation-building and Qi-training disciples, as well as more than a hundred Zifu monks, gathered in front of the meeting hall.
Even when Zhang Dingyi was tortured to death last time, only a thousand people came forward.
This time, thousands of people were dispatched, and the meeting hall was almost surrounded by these people.
A middle-term cultivator from the Zifu with gray hair on his temples came forward and shouted towards the meeting hall: "Master Shadow Master, we ask Master Shadow Master to allow Blood Shadow to join the Yan Kingdom.
If the Shadow Master is unwilling, please allow us to withdraw from the Blood Shadow and join the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce on our own."
As soon as he opened his mouth, many monks behind him also shouted together.
Naturally, the movements outside could not be hidden from the monks in the main hall.
Zhou Luan sighed: "There are thousands of disciples petitioning outside the main hall, asking Xueying to join the Yan Kingdom. What do you think, elders?"
Now all the elders were silent, and whoever spoke would be scolded.
Those elders who did not want Xueying to join the Yan Kingdom were not sure what Zhou Luan meant and did not dare to speak easily.
After a long time, Zhou Luan said: "Since none of the elders are willing to speak, let's go out and listen to what the disciples have to say."
Zhou Luan led dozens of elders out of the hall, saw the people kneeling outside the hall, and asked: "Why do you want to join the Yan Kingdom?"
The monk with gray hair on his temples bowed and said in salute: "See you, Master, some friends and relatives who joined the Wanchuan Chamber of Commerce a few days ago sent me a letter.
People who used to be unable to stay here at the headquarters and had to go to the branches to make a living are now better than us.
The income of any monk of the same level is more than five times that of ours.
Even those casual cultivators who have no ability are the same.
We monks were born in the headquarters since childhood, and we don’t want to leave Blood Shadow.
But we are monks after all, and we must always improve our own strength to make our families live a better life.
If I continue to stay at the headquarters and work hard every day, I can barely support my family.
You can only improve your cultivation by slowly consuming it, and you can't bear to eat any spiritual food.
Living this life is not as good as an ordinary casual cultivator.
There is no point in staying here any longer.
Three generations of my ancestors have been members of the Blood Shadow, and I have served the Blood Shadow for more than three hundred years.
Three generations of people have never done anything sorry to the blood shadow, now we only ask the shadow master to give us a way to survive."
At this time, an off-duty elder reprimanded: "You are so outrageous, you people are really lawless.
For tens of thousands of years, Blood Shadow has relied on his ability to earn a living.
Only those who are capable will receive good treatment. If you could cultivate the golden elixir and become an elder, would you still be able to survive?"
At this time, a peak cultivator from Zi Mansion yelled: "Chen Ming, you are an old man farting here, others don't know you, and I don't know your details?
You, a monk with three spiritual roots whose main spiritual root is less than seven inches, are not as talented as me.
At that time, I relied on working as a dog for Zhang Dingyi, greedy a lot of dirty money, and bought several fourth-level magic weapons, and I was able to survive the calamity of pill formation.
I cultivated to the peak of Zifu more than a hundred years ago, fifty years earlier than you.
I have worked hard to earn spiritual stones for more than a hundred years, but now I still don't have enough to buy a fourth-level magic weapon.
If the disciples at the bottom want to break through, they will spend their entire lives unable to buy a magical weapon that can withstand the catastrophe. They are not even as good as casual cultivators.
Now that you have formed an elixir, you don't have to do anything, and you can get tens of thousands of spirit stones in a month.
You are talking sarcastically here when you are full. It is true that a full man does not know that a hungry man is hungry."
Now all the disciples were even more excited and shouted in unison: "Please give me a way to survive from the Shadow Master! Please give me a way to survive from the Shadow Master..."
Seeing this situation, the expressions of all the elders were very exciting.
The elder who was already settled in the Yan Kingdom naturally acted as if it had nothing to do with him. Anyway, he would live a good life in the Yan Kingdom.
The Zhang and Xu families, as well as the elders who had surrendered to Zhou Luan before, naturally had nothing to worry about.
However, there are many ambitious elders in Xueying's side, so they thought that if the Zhang and Xu families collapsed, they could take the opportunity to rise to power.
Just like the Zhang and Xu family did before, they turned the blood shadow into their own private property.
At least he can take charge of a few industries and turn them into his own private property.
The elders who prevent Xueying from joining the Yan Kingdom are mainly this group of people.
Their faces are not pretty. Once Xueying joins the Yan Kingdom, they will no longer be able to speak.
But now they don't dare to speak out against it. They are all watching Chen Ming's fate. No matter whether Xueying joins the Yan Kingdom in the future, his future is over.
No one's butt is clean. If it is exposed on the spot, it will be ruined.