Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 480 Little People

"You are a spy!"

Yang Yun gritted his teeth, and after a while, he came to his senses.

When he was incorporated into the Puppet Master's Division, the leader specifically instructed him to pay close attention to his two other teammates.

So he knew some secrets, but no matter what, he never imagined that the traitor was in the Mad Lion Demon Hunter Group, right next to him.

Seeing that Yang Yun had reacted, Qin Hai said regretfully, "I originally wanted to develop you into a downline, but Li Xiangming's sudden return to Puyin Mountain has put too much pressure on us."

"With Master Li here, you have no chance of succeeding."

Yang Yun roared angrily and struggled desperately.

Qin Hai frowned and asked, "What kind of bewitching potion did Li Xiangming give you? Did he give you any benefits?"

“I know the Mad Lion Demon Hunting Group has received his favors, but haven’t you done enough for him? In Daishan, we risked our lives, only to have Lü Mao ostracized and the entire Demon Hunting Group stolen by Chi Laiyong.”

“Chi Laiyong is Li Xiangming’s confidant. Think about it yourself, what was his purpose in sending us to Daishan? Wasn’t it to completely control the Mad Lion Demon Hunting Group and use it for his own purposes?”

"To put it bluntly, we are all his pawns, and not just the only ones. Not to mention the demon-hunting teams like Shenfeng and Jintong, which were all cultivated by the Li family, which of the Crimson Flame, Evil Dog, and Black Cat demon-hunting teams is of lower status than the Mad Lion demon-hunting team? Even if the Mad Lion demon-hunting team were completely wiped out, he wouldn't care. At most, he would give the two hundred spirit stones that were given to the Mad Lion demon-hunting team to the Azure Frost demon-hunting team to cultivate a new pawn and fill the gap."

At this point, Qin Hai's expression turned sneer: "Two hundred spirit stones? That's ridiculous! You're asking for two hundred spirit stones to fight against a beast tide? Ask yourselves honestly, do you think it's worth it?"

does it worth?
Yang Yun's mind flashed back to Dai Shan's dead friends, the dejected face of Commander Lü, Lin Hao's lingering sour face, and the endless beast tide outside Puyin Mountain.

He involuntarily closed his eyes.

But soon, he opened his eyes again and looked at Qin Hai with a serious expression: "I am indeed dissatisfied with some of the things that happened in the Mad Lion Demon Hunting Group, and I am also afraid of dying in the beast tide. When Hall Master Li set up the Demon Suppression Camp, I thought more than once about leaving the Mad Lion Demon Hunting Group."

Qin Hai frowned and pressed, "Then why did you stay?"

"Because I'm just a nobody."

Yang Yun's gaze was unfocused, as if lost in memories, but he calmly said, "Even small people have the right to choose. Master Li did not give much, and I could leave Puyin Mountain and wander the world with my sister. But the survival of small people is always difficult. Back then, my father died in Puyin Mountain, and my brother and I lived in a simple stone cave. We couldn't even get enough to eat, let alone cultivate."

"When Master Li came to Puyin Mountain, he developed Monkey Valley, attracting many traveling merchants and establishing the Puyin Mountain Exchange, which is open and transparent. Because of the exchange, everyone no longer has to sell the monster materials they have worked so hard to obtain at a low price. After the establishment of the Monster Hunting Guild, the movement of the great monsters in Puyin Mountain is regularly announced, which further reduces the casualties of our monster hunting cultivators."

"It sounds like it has nothing to do with a nobody like me, does it?"

"However, the changes in Puyin Mountain have also benefited a nobody like me. I don't know anything about the two hundred spirit stones, nor have I seen much intrigue. All I know is that by joining the Mad Lion Demon Hunting Group, my cultivation level has reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, and I've saved up a sum of spirit stones, allowing my sister to live in the safer Changyang Valley!"

Yang Yun's voice suddenly became agitated: "You're not a true demon-hunting cultivator, you don't understand at all. Without Hall Master Li, today's Puyin Mountain would still be the Puyin Mountain of my father's time! What qualifications does a mere Qi Refining Level 2 orphan have to join the demon-hunting team? Even if he were lucky enough to join the current 'Mad Lion,' he wouldn't have achieved what I have today!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Hai's face flashed with anger. He grabbed Yang Yun by the collar and said, "A mere hundred or so spirit stones and a house without even a spirit-gathering array—I can give you all of that as long as you work for me!"

You can't give me any more!

Yang Yun stared into Qin Hai's eyes, unwavering: "Master Li is a big shot, you're right, he doesn't care about our lives at all. But as long as he stands high above us, that's enough! The development of Monkey Valley has already proven everything. Leaving Monkey Valley, leaving Master Li, we little people have to fend for ourselves, while those who stay get better and better. You ask me if it's worth risking our lives for him? If I were a big shot, I would say no! But I'm a small person, and as long as Master Li is here, it's worth it! We're not risking our lives for him, we're risking our lives for ourselves!"

Qin Hai released Yang Yun's collar without expression.

Now he finally understands why the demon-hunting cultivators of Puyin Mountain still flock to join the demon-suppressing camp in the face of such a terrifying beast tide.

It's not that Li Xiangming's promises were particularly realistic, nor that the Li family had particularly high prestige.

The things Li Xiangming has done in Puyin Mountain over the years have simply resonated deeply with people.

Looking back now, Yang Yun wasn't an isolated case; almost everyone acknowledged the prosperity of Monkey Valley. The emergence of the Puyin Mountain Guild and the Demon Hunter Guild benefited all demon hunter cultivators. Therefore, the demon hunter cultivators blindly trusted Li Xiangming.

Even now, with Li Xiangming paying a bloody price to resist the beast tide, many people still believe from the bottom of their hearts that Li Xiangming is right and that his actions are protecting the interests of all demon-hunting cultivators.

wrong!

The family has been wrong all along!

Qin Hai's face turned pale. The Ninth Young Master had no need to go to great lengths to weaken the Li family's influence in Puyin Mountain.

Because the Li family is located in Puyin Mountain, they are not as "powerful" as one might imagine.

If Li Xiangming makes a mistake and loses the trust of the demon hunters, or if his family eliminates him once and for all, the Li family's mobilization capacity in Puyin Mountain will be greatly reduced.

The massive "Demon Suppression Camp" will also collapse.

However, from beginning to end, the family focused their energy on dealing with the "Li family," such as infiltrating the Li family's businesses and cracking down on the demon-hunting groups under the Li family's command, while ignoring the fact that Li Xiangming was the real threat.

Thinking of this, Qin Hai looked directly into Yang Yun's eyes: "You trust Li Xiangming that much? What if he dies?"

"If he dies, I will leave Puyin Mountain."

Yang Yun turned his head and said self-deprecatingly, "But now it seems I don't have that chance."

Qin Hai took a deep breath.

Yang Yun's words undoubtedly confirmed his own thoughts.

The family had always believed that the Li family was developing rapidly, especially their layout in Puyin Mountain, which made the higher-ups uneasy.

But in reality, without Li Xiangming, the Li family would not have been able to control Puyin Mountain at all.

This intelligence must be relayed back!
Qin Hai had no heart to speak. He picked up Yang Yun and hurried down the mountain.

Before long, the two had reached the foot of the mountain.

Qin Hai fiddled with the compass in his hand, carefully considering the route.

The camp of the Demon Suppression Camp is to the north, so we definitely can't go back.

The east and south sides are desolate, and no one knows how many monsters lurk there, so no one dares to set foot there.

As for the southwest direction, that is the territory of the Geng family.

"It seems I have no choice but to go west for a while and then circle back home."

Qin Hai sighed slightly, intending to take back the compass.

Just then, a tremendous force struck the compass with lightning speed, causing it to explode with a loud bang.

The compass fell to the ground, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Qin Hai, who was holding the compass, was also affected by the force and staggered back several steps, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes wide with horror as he stared around, and shouted, "Who goes there?"

(End of this chapter)