Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 75 was auctioned

Of course, Gong Tianwu would also practice the Purple Qi Cave Secret Technique. After all, this thing had almost no conflict with other techniques. However, the conditions for practice were limited at this time, the time was short, and the results were not great.

During these days, there are people who come almost every day to indoctrinate and brainwash you. They simply tell you that you were trained by the sect, and it is your right to die for the sect, and even after death you can go to the Blood Soul Realm for eternal life.

When the other blood servants listened to these brainwashing things, they were fascinated and focused. After all, they were like pieces of blank paper and could draw on them at will.

Of course, Gong Tianwu, the old fox, must have sneered in his heart. After all, he had been beaten by the society and fate a long time ago, and became a cunning and treacherous old man. The brainwashing PUA was really a show of ignorance.

But Gong Tianwu's expression was definitely still focused and expectant, and the person in charge of the lecture nodded slightly when he saw it.

It is worth mentioning that the Blood God Sect’s attitude towards the conflicts within the blood slaves is completely laissez-faire. If you want more resources and better conditions, then go and fight, compete, and grab! !
As long as no one is killed, even losing hands or feet is tolerated.

In this situation, Gong Tianwu was even treated very badly two or three times, and then he chose to endure it silently. After recovering, he retaliated with the most brutal means, so not many people dared to mess with him.

In such a high-pressure environment, it is impossible to expect people to remain rational all the time, let alone blood slaves whose personalities tend to be crazy and cruel?
So on the seventeenth day of elementary school, casualties finally occurred.

After suffering humiliation, a blood slave sneakily attacked two others in the early morning and succeeded, killing one and seriously injuring one!

The seriously injured guy died an hour later.

Gong Tianwu stood in the crowd and watched two bloody corpses being dragged out. He also saw the murderer with a defiant look on his face being tied to a pillar and whipped twenty times, and then limping back to the team with difficulty.

What does this mean is wrong?
If you lose, it's wrong to lose your value.

Whatever survives and has value is right!

After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Gong Tianwu finally recognized the reality and deeply felt the cruel competition mechanism within the Blood God Sect.
***
After the brainwashing class was over, it was Manager Zheng who came back. He coughed and said:

"What I want to tell you today is the internal structure of our sect, which is divided into three inner halls and three outer halls."

"The three inner halls are: the War Hall, the Alchemy Hall, and the Punishment Hall."

"The three outer halls are: Shu Tang, Qi Tang, and Ling Ji Tang."

Although there was no bias in Manager Zheng's words, one could tell that he clearly admired the Inner Three Halls more, and it was obvious that the Inner Halls had a higher status.

Manager Zheng took a sip of water and continued:
"There is no need to explain the duties of the three inner halls. You can tell from their names. The three outer halls each have their own duties."

"The Shutang is responsible for handling general affairs and miscellaneous matters, including matters related to the connection with mortals, such as receiving immortal seeds, presiding over the Mizhen Temple and Zhuge. They are responsible for handling any disputes in the countries under their jurisdiction."

"As the name suggests, the Qitang is for refining weapons, making talismans, magic weapons, and the like."

"Lingji Hall is responsible for collecting all kinds of intelligence, sending out internal agents to deal with other immortal sects, and also clearing out and killing spies from other immortal sects who have infiltrated."

Gong Tianwu silently wrote down the information, because at this time he had also heard some news that one month after the blood slaves were born, they would be assigned to various halls to supplement the staff.

I am obviously the best among this group of blood slaves, so maybe there is a chance that I can choose where to go, so I must do some research in advance.

At the same time, the Yanmufang where he is currently working is directly under the jurisdiction of the Qitang. Its responsibility is to use the magic weapon: the Blood Demon Basin, to continuously cultivate blood slaves for the use of the entire sect.

There is also an organization called Qi Fu under the Weapon Hall. They control a newly refined Blood Demon Basin and their responsibilities overlap with those of Yanmufang.

Because they have secret support from higher-ups, they are likely to catch up and swallow up Yanmufang. The two sides are fighting each other fiercely, and there have even been several times when the internal friction went too far, making the higher-ups furious.

Blood slaves are considered useful throughout the entire sect because they have been brainwashed since childhood and are extremely loyal and obedient. And because they are deliberately trained and cultivated, their individual qualifications are guaranteed, and most of them can cultivate to the second or third level of Qi Refining.

It can also be used as cannon fodder or even spellcasting material at critical moments. It is a cheap and reliable fast-moving consumer product.

Therefore, once qualified blood slaves become available, they are often in short supply during internal distribution. There are even scenes where bigwigs slam the table and confront each other in order to compete for blood slave quotas.

Of course, although blood slaves are so excellent, they also have many disadvantages. For example, the most core problem is that their lifespan is very short. It only takes one month for them to grow from a baby to a teenager, but most of them can hardly live beyond 18 years old, and 20 years old is almost the limit.

If we compare it horizontally with humans of normal lifespan, a blood slave of 18 years old is equivalent to an ordinary person of 90 years old, and a blood slave of 20 years old is equivalent to an ordinary person of 100 years old.

***
Time passed quickly, and soon a month had passed. Gong Tianwu and the other blood slaves changed into clean and tidy black robes, and were then led forward silently, and finally arrived at a large wooden platform.

This wooden platform was made of dark logs of unknown age. Although the surface had been scrubbed, one could see a large number of new and old traces intertwined together, and dried bloodstains could be vaguely seen, giving people a chilling feeling.

There were already quite a few people around, pointing and watching.

A-grade blood servants like Gong Tianwu stood alone in the front row, a total of 19 people.
A small incident occurred at this time. When arranging the seats, many people were vying for the C position in the middle, but Gong Tianwu did not intend to be too high-profile, so he easily got to the edge.

Behind them stood a large number of B-class blood servants.
The last one is the blood servant of Class C. Through the occasional divine reading technique, Gong Tianwu also obtained a lot of information from the others:

For example, the number of blood slaves produced in this batch of Yanmufang reached seventy-four, but many of them had already been divided up, and the general manager Wu of Yanmufang also made a fortune from this.

However, few people dare to trade privately with first-class blood servants like Gong Tianwu, because there are few of them and many people are watching them.

Soon, several important figures wearing blood-red robes with gold edges came to the front of the stage and sat down. They spoke very little and sat there to rest.

At this moment, the person standing next to him suddenly whispered to Gong Tianwu:
"Eleven, which hall do you want to go to?"

This person was called Yi Sanshisi - all blood slaves had only code names before they were one year old, but no names. Gong Tianwu was called Jia Shiyi.

He also came from Yanmufang, and had chatted with Gong Tianwu when they had meals together, so they were considered acquaintances.

Gong Tianwu said casually:

"Qidang, what about you?"

B34 licked his lips and said:

"Zhan Tang, I like killing people. I like the feeling of warm blood spraying on my face."

Gong Tianwu said:

"I wonder if any of the big guys from the war hall are coming today?"

B34 whispered:
"The third person in the front row is the deputy head of the War Hall, Qi Liansheng."

Gong Tianwu looked carefully and found that Qi Liansheng looked gentle and refined, with fair skin, just like a scholar who was well-read and good at cultivating his energy. He didn't look like a member of the War Hall at all.

At this moment, someone nearby suddenly struck the golden gong heavily. After a loud clang, the selection officially began.

The first ones to be chosen were the Class C blood slaves, who were directly bought up by the people from the Alchemy Hall. It was probably because too many materials for drug testing had died recently, and they had already informed the big guys in advance, so no one said much.

Then the second-class blood slaves were distributed in batches of five. The major halls selected them in turn, and they were quickly divided up.

However, disputes began to arise when the first-class blood servants were being selected. Each person had his own reasons. Although the boss did not say anything, the people he brought with him were arguing until they were red in the face.

At this time, Jin Tao, the deputy head of the Weapon Hall, stood up, struck the golden gong heavily, and then said:

"Stop arguing. It's not easy for the Weapon Hall to drive the Blood Demon Basin. The cost is huge, so let's just follow the old rules."

After all, this is the territory of the Weapon Hall, so the deputy hall master's words are still of some use. After hearing this, an elder from the Spirit Hall stood up and said to Jin Tao:
"I happened to collect a deformed soul fetus during my outing this time. This thing is a rare treasure that only appears once in a thousand pregnant women. It is extremely beneficial to the Blood Demon Basin. How about using it to exchange for three first-class blood servants?"

This kind of exchange is ultimately a transaction between fellow disciples, so it is impossible to haggle over every penny. It is enough if the value is about the same. After listening to this, Jin Tao hesitated for a moment and said:
"Since Brother Lin has spoken, we must give him face no matter what."

A disciple standing behind Elder Lin said:
"A-7, A-9, B-28."

The three first-class blood servants whose names he called, led by the man in black robe beside them, stood directly behind the people from Lingji Hall with their hands hanging down.

Next, a beautiful woman in her thirties couldn't wait to say:
"Eight spirit stones, I choose two first-class blood servants."

But at this time, the deputy head of the war hall, Qi Liansheng, suddenly spoke:
"Ten spirit stones, let me choose first."

The beautiful woman immediately turned around and said angrily:

"Qi Liansheng, what do you want to do?"

Qi Liansheng said coldly:

"Yao Ce, are you stupid? Of course we're choosing people! Lingji Hall suffered heavy casualties from the Qingcheng bastards last month, so I have no problem choosing the blood slaves to come here first, but why should it be your turn to bid in the second round?"

The beautiful woman Yao Ce sneered:

"How about I just speak first?"

Qi Liansheng said calmly:
"So what if you speak first? The ancestor said three years ago that this kind of thing can be bid. Could it be that his decree is no longer effective after the ancestor's retreat?"

(End of this chapter)