Chapter 28: Becoming Cult Leader, Day Twenty-Eight (Part 2)

“So that’s how it is… Unable to cultivate martial arts. He truly is pitiful.” Only then did everyone suddenly understand, and they all revealed sympathetic expressions. Only Shen Fubai touched the sword scar on his right wrist, his eyes flickering between light and shadow, making his emotions impossible to read.

And Zhang Daniu, whom they were discussing, was indeed inside his own disciple residence at this very moment. However, the disciple residences were shared by several people. Seeing everyone else cultivating Breathing Exercise with such fervor made Zhang Daniu even more irritated. His large hand was about to squeeze a hole into the secret martial arts manual.

Especially when he heard someone who did not know the truth ask him, “Brother Daniu, why aren’t you cultivating yet? This method is really great. It’s suitable as an entry-level method too.”

A vicious aura flashed through Zhang Daniu’s eyes even more strongly. Unable to control his nature, he could not help standing up with a whoosh and roaring angrily, “I just don’t want to cultivate! Why the hell are you asking?”

…

It was not until the inside of the room abruptly fell silent, and everyone stared at him in surprise, that Zhang Daniu immediately woke up. With a dry laugh, he scratched his head and tried hard to restore his previous honest and simple personality. “Uh… I just don’t really want to cultivate right now. You all cultivate yours. Don’t mind what I said just now. It’s really stuffy in this room. I’ll go out for some air.”

After saying that, under everyone’s puzzled gazes, he quickly left the disciple residence and strode toward the nearby forest.

Only after reaching a deserted place did he casually pick up a stick. The anger and sorrow on his face erupted then and there. As he roared, he swung the stick and smashed it against the surrounding tree trunks, violently venting his emotions.

“Get lost! All of you, get lost!”

His savage strength smashed every ancient tree around him in half at the waist, sending them crashing to the ground. Even the grass and plants on the ground were destroyed into a ragged mess. Only then did Zhang Daniu pant heavily, his eyes bloodshot, standing in place as the anger in his heart gradually calmed.

“Brother Daniu.” Suddenly, a Demonic Cult disciple who had a good relationship with him walked out from the forest behind him. Seeing this scene, he said nothing about it and only grinned. “Want to go up the mountain and catch wild chickens to eat? It’s been a long time since we had wild game, right?”

Behind him, quite a few Demonic Cult disciples also poked their heads out, all revealing smiling faces. Zhang Daniu froze for a moment. Then he could not help blooming into a bright, refreshing smile. He put down the stick and quickly walked toward them. “Let’s go together, together! Why wouldn’t you call me for something this good? I’ll definitely come along!”

Detected new mission objective: Establish a complete contribution system. Completed.

Mission reward: Randomly obtain ten beginner-level martial arts manuals! Distributed.

Qin Ming truly had not expected that he had only casually found the lowest-level martial arts manual, yet it could still cause such a sensational effect.

When he held ten beginner-level martial arts manuals and was preparing to muddle them into the rewards, only to accidentally hear the discussions of the many Demonic Cult disciples, it could be said that his face was completely blank.

What? It could heal hidden injuries? What? It could open meridians? How come aside from his inner force increasing a bit, he had felt nothing at all?

Sometimes, Qin Ming truly suspected that what he had given the Demonic Cult disciples was another martial art altogether!

But then he thought about it again. He had no hidden injuries, and weren’t acupuncture points also something that could be opened casually? No wonder he had not felt these effects. It was all because he was simply too much of a genius. Invincible—how lonely that was.

After secretly admiring himself for a while, Qin Ming soon stroked his chin and maintained a calm face, not letting joy show on his features. Who knew whether this appearance of his might be discovered by someone from the Demonic Cult? After a while, the absurd news that “the Cult Leader has gone mad” would spread. After all, they could already spread his martial arts into something that could cover the sky with one hand, and every time they could perfectly misinterpret his intentions, believing he wanted to unify the world. Qin Ming was truly convinced by the thought processes of these Demonic Cult disciples.

The worship of large numbers of Demonic Cult disciples once again triggered a lucky mission.

Detected that you have obtained the worship of a large number of Demonic Cult disciples. Lucky mission triggered.

Mission objective: Medium—Obtain the worship of a large number of Demonic Cult disciples. One out of five.

Mission reward: Golden random entry reward!

Qin Ming’s mouth was practically about to grin crooked. He had casually triggered a golden entry reward. As expected, he was invincible.

At this moment, Qin Ming involuntarily thought of the look in Shen Fubai’s eyes when he had sent him away earlier. Shen Fubai’s gaze had been glued to Floating Cloud Sword the entire time, and Qin Ming felt even more pleased.

He had originally wanted to hand Shen Fubai the right to choose his reward. Who knew Shen Fubai would not say anything constructive at all? It just so happened that Qin Ming noticed he always carried a sword close to him, so he tentatively exchanged for a sword from the System shop and gave it to him.

As expected, a sword worth nearly five thousand merit points really was pretty good. Although Qin Ming did not use swords and could not judge quality, any sword that could make even Shen Fubai reveal that kind of infatuated look had to be a good sword.

Shen Fubai revealed an unprecedentedly happy smile, and that truly made Qin Ming breathe easier. Tiny little Shen Fubai, grasped firmly once again!

And he had also made a judgment. A weapon worth only five thousand merit points already counted as high quality. Then what would weapons worth over one hundred thousand or one million merit points look like? Once he learned a few more martial arts methods, he would exchange for some other weapon and see.

But speaking of that, martial arts could be learned through hard work. Where should he go to obtain those one million merit points?

Once one matter was completed, another matter was waiting for him to plan.

But no matter how Qin Ming racked his brain, he did not know what to do next. The restaurant side was still in the development stage and did not need to be touched for now. The people reclaiming farmland in the back mountain also could not continue being recruited for the time being. Otherwise, if the food supply could not keep up, it would be even more troublesome.

Just as he was worrying over how exactly he could obtain both merit points and grain in one fell swoop, he unexpectedly found that the intelligence Elder Yang Xu delivered solved his urgent problem.

“Cult Leader!” It was the first time Yang Xu knocked on the door to Qin Ming’s study, and his face even showed a bit of bitterness, nearly making Qin Ming’s heart tighten.

“What is it?”

Yang Xu stammered, “The Cult Leader may not be aware, but this subordinate is usually responsible for managing the grain stores. During the old Cult Leader’s time, our cult did not plant grain. Previously, we always relied on offerings from some small sects to fill the granaries. But this year, although the grain is clearly about to be harvested, one sect has refused to pay. This subordinate has sent people to urge them again and again, but there has still been no result. What do you think…”

Qin Ming’s brows slowly furrowed. “Which sect is it?”

“The Blood Blade Sect,” Yang Xu hurriedly said. “They were the first sect to honor our cult as their master. They personally offered grain and hoped to obtain our cult’s protection, so the old Cult Leader agreed. Who knew that after you took the position, they would commit such a disrespectful act!”

Yang Xu looked full of righteous indignation, as though he had suffered an extraordinary humiliation. “Please decide, Cult Leader!”

Oh, they were crooked and evil, not righteous. Then that was fine.

Qin Ming’s brows instantly relaxed. Just now, he had nearly thought he would have to rack his brain again to design a way not to antagonize the righteous path. But since it was the Blood Blade Sect… that group of scum actually dared not hand over grain. Attack! They had to attack!

“A mere minor cult actually dares oppose us.” Thus, Qin Ming gave a cold snort and spoke harshly without the slightest concern. “Didn’t you say Elder Dai’s Five-Yin Claw was already prepared? Has Hall Master Ping’s Foolishness Pill also been prepared? Go attack the Blood Blade Sect now. Make them understand our cult’s wrath.”

This was the first time he had revealed such a domineering and forceful attitude. Yang Xu was even startled, thinking the Blood Blade Sect had some sort of grudge with him. He carefully glanced at that gaze brimming with killing intent, wanting to speak but hesitating, unsure whether he should open his mouth.

It was not that he was afraid the Cult Leader wanted to attack the Blood Blade Sect. Why would he care so much about an evil cult? It was just that rumor had it that the Blood Blade Sect’s sect master, Liu Yisong, seemed rather strange.

No one knew where this person had learned his martial arts manual from, but he was actually able to borrow force and redirect force, reflecting an enemy’s moves back at them. The stronger a person’s martial arts were, the harder it was for them to gain an advantage before him. As for those whose martial arts were lacking… the other side could win with only ordinary movement techniques. He truly was disgusting.

However, while his movement techniques were uncanny, the old Demonic Cult Leader’s martial art was even superior. The old Cult Leader heard his martial arts were decent, so he went to fight him. With one move of Star-Absorbing Great Art, he instantly defeated Liu Yisong. At the time, in order to survive, Liu Yisong took the initiative to honor the Sun Moon Divine Cult as his superior and promised to pay grain offerings every year. Only then did he survive.

Now that the old Cult Leader was no longer around, Liu Yisong had probably become arrogant and proud because of it and no longer obeyed the Sun Moon Divine Cult’s orders.

However, aside from the old Cult Leader, if the other Demonic Cult disciples really wanted to defeat Liu Yisong, it would likely be quite difficult…

That said, this was the first time Yang Xu so urgently hoped that the Demonic Cult would win and defeat those scum of the Blood Blade Sect. He had heard that the Blood Blade Sect cruelly slaughtered commoners and enslaved them, making them even more savage and ruthless than the Demonic Cult. To have the opportunity to eradicate the Blood Blade Sect, Yang Xu could not be more supportive!

This was also the first time he considered how to deal with an enemy from the brand-new perspective of a Demonic Cult disciple.

Seeing him think for a while without speaking, Qin Ming could no longer keep up his act of aloof coldness. He had no choice but to lightly tap the tabletop and remind him, “Does Elder Yang have something to say?”

Yang Xu abruptly startled awake. Only then did he meet the Cult Leader’s dark eyes. No matter when, that terrifying sensation that seemed capable of seizing one’s mind and soul would spread up his spine, making his mind and spirit tremble and filling him with fear. This was the terror of the Demonic Cult Leader.

“This subordinate was only thinking of the Blood Blade Sect’s sect master. His martial arts are not quite simple…” Yang Xu hurriedly explained. Then inspiration suddenly flashed. Right, the Cult Leader was the old Cult Leader’s disciple, and his martial arts even surpassed the old Cult Leader’s. With the Cult Leader taking action, what were they still afraid of?

At once, he no longer hesitated and directly told Qin Ming the worries in his heart.

After Qin Ming heard them, however, he fell silent in an instant.

“…”

No, the Blood Blade Sect sect master’s martial arts were actually that powerful? Even the disciples of their Demonic Cult could not defeat him?

Then wouldn’t he, this little trash who had only just reached the Circulating Heaven Realm, be even less able to defeat him?

Unfortunately, Yang Xu was still looking at him with a face full of expectation, praising him aloud. “As long as the Cult Leader personally takes the field, you can flatten the Blood Blade Sect in an instant. Please lead us into battle together, Cult Leader. The Cult Leader is mighty!”

Triggered request from a Demonic Cult disciple: Defeat the Blood Blade Sect’s sect master.

Mission reward: Obtain the worship of a large number of Demonic Cult disciples, increase jianghu reputation, and fifty thousand merit points!

Qin Ming: “…”

He looked at the mission he had triggered by accident, then looked at Yang Xu’s hopeful eyes. Qin Ming’s back involuntarily went cold. His tense face twitched violently, yet he could not say a single word.

…This was bad.

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