I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 542 A river of blood (26)

Tianmu City is not large, but it is filled with high-rise buildings and numerous companies.

Most of the companies here are owned by Buddhist monks from the Rebirth State. They employ workers here through labor dispatch, treating them like cattle and horses.

Their salary is only one-third of that of the laid-back employees, their year-end bonus is zero, and they don't even get a mooncake during holidays. They are the marginalized people here.

Buddhist cultivators regard them as consumables, while Taoist cultivators regard them as scabs. The vast Tianmu Mountain is filled with tall buildings, but there is not a single place that is their home.

Since that's the case, let's just smash it!
One after another, high-rise buildings were bombed, and one after another, indifferent executives were dragged out and hung from the lighthouse. The small Tianmu Mountain seemed to burst into flames in an instant, bringing the conflict between indifferent and Taoist cultivators to its peak.

Inside the Tianmu City Cultivator Management Committee, the chairman looked at the reports that were constantly being compiled, and half of his hair turned white in an instant.

He rubbed his face, trying to calm himself down, but he couldn't.

Even without his subordinates reporting, he could see the chaos spreading, with numerous bosses of labor dispatch companies being hanged, their companies being deregistered, and the bosses running away with their debts.

Panic was spreading, and the Buddhist monks of Tianmu began to prepare to leave, but the port had been blocked by huge cargo ships, preventing them from escaping.

Outside, it's all clouds, and without the support of Travelers Bus, they can't get anywhere.

After hesitating for a long time, the chairman contacted Cao Zhen and said directly after the call connected, "Minister Cao, we're in trouble now."

"Yes, I saw it."

"Chen Yu and his gang are so wicked! They actually offered such high salaries to their temporary workers. Were they planning this from the very beginning?!"

"Okay, I understand. I'll contact you later."

"Minister Cao, Minister Cao!"

The Mercy Ship had flown over Tianmu City. Standing by the porthole, Cao Zhen could clearly see the scene below and felt as if he had fallen into a huge quagmire.

Another explosion rang out, and a tall building in Tianmu City burst into flames.

The labor service company owner, driven to desperation, was dragged out and hanged.

Death is not scary; what is scary is the compensation paid to employees after a company is dissolved.

Even more frightening is that before disbanding the company, they actually promoted the temporary workers to permanent employees, and the compensation was tripled.

They gave cash to temporary workers—what a terrible thing!
This drastic measure has severely damaged the cash flow of many companies, causing loan defaults for business owners and having an immeasurable negative impact on the business environment of Tianmu City.

Chen Yu, is this really your original goal?
Is smashing up Tianmu Mountain and ruining the business environment here what you really want to do?
No wonder you acquired the port of Cloud City ahead of time. Was your initial idea to replace the position of Tianmu City and firmly control the port in your own hands?
Seeing Cao Zhen's expressionless face, Ma Yueru walked up to him with concern and asked, "Minister Cao, are you alright?"

Looking down quietly, Cao Zhen suddenly laughed.

"I'm very good."

"Minister Cao..."

"A little chaos is good; only extreme chaos can bring about extreme order, which is also what we Buddhist cultivators pursue. However, the more Chen Yu acts this way, the more karmic debts and vows he will be entangled in. Can he bear it?"

"Then you mean..."

“If this chaos continues, I will bear some of the consequences, but Chen Yu will also bear more. As long as the other party bears more consequences than I do, then all the problems here can be attributed to Chen Yu.”

A thunderous roar erupted, and another high-rise building was reduced to ruins. A group of unwilling Buddhist cultivators began to resist, but they were met with targeted artillery fire from the cargo terminal.

Since Chen Yu and the others have already arrived in Tianmu City, the "Buddha's Compassion" sign on the Mercy Ship can no longer be used, otherwise it would involve a large number of unrelated buildings and deepen their karma.

They didn't even offer any help to their friendly vice president; they simply watched coldly as the angry Daoist cultivators dragged them out and hung them from the streetlights, making them part of the street scene.

The area near the courthouse became the epicenter of the battle. Blood flowed like rivers as large numbers of private soldiers from the Calamity Response Department clashed violently with puppet pilots, grinding them into a bloody pulp like a millstone.

The streets were covered by artillery fire, and cultivators were being sacrificed every second. This small street had become the most densely populated place in the entire Tianmu area. Even knowing that resurrection was possible, people were terrified and dared not approach it easily.

Unlike private soldiers elsewhere, the private soldiers here are from the Disaster Response Department, and each of them is a Buddhist monk.

They were well-paid and lived in good conditions; they were supported so that they could dedicate themselves to this moment, and naturally, they fought with unparalleled bravery.

However, all of this was in vain under Teacher Zhao's insistence.

After overcoming the toughest obstacles, Teacher Zhao has arrived here and is heading towards the courtroom.

He was covered in the blood of others, and his bloodlust was fully unleashed, making Teacher Zhao look like a ghost from the void, walking towards this place with the pressure of slaughtering everything.

The Daoist cultivators on the periphery have already defected, and the Buddhist cultivators have died in battle and are awaiting resurrection. This small-scale war has reached its end, and Tianyuan has achieved a complete victory.

Surrounded by a group of people, Chen Yu walked over from afar.

It is 11:30 a.m., and there are still 30 minutes before the court hearing officially begins.

The streets had been cleaned up, the blood, flesh, and mechanical debris had been removed, and a bright red carpet stretched from the courthouse entrance to his feet, allowing him to enter the courtroom clean and tidy.

Teacher Zhao, covered in blood, stood to one side, with lawyer Dao Lingyun beside him, the tall Ma Daqiang serving as a moral backdrop, while the little hamster walked wearily ahead.

This battle, sparked by a dream, has finally come to an end. All that remains is to respond to the lawsuit and then win.

Looking at the courtroom not far away, Chen Yu was filled with emotion.

After working so hard for so long and doing so much, I'm finally able to go inside.

It feels like the main quest is complete, and now it's just a matter of watching the ending animation.

At the entrance of the courthouse, members of the Tianmu City Monastic Committee had already gathered, awaiting further instructions.

A Buddhist-like cultivator saw Chen Yu approaching and was about to reprimand him when a former private soldier kicked him in the knee, forcing him to kneel down.

Then, someone stuffed the ritual implement into his mouth and stirred it violently until his teeth were knocked out and his tongue was turned into a puddle of mud before stopping.

The employees hired by Chen Yu stood respectfully on both sides of the road, while the puppet driver solemnly guarded the high ground next to the court. In the distance, sporadic screams could be heard, the screams of the hidden labor company boss as he was being liquidated.

The president of the Tianmu City Association, with his completely white hair, stood at the entrance of the courthouse.

He was being held at the door, and although he tried to appear tough, his voice was filled with tears.

"Chen Yu, was this your initial goal?! Why did you do this?!"

"I……"

"Isn't it just because we're close to Buddhist cultivators? If you're unhappy, you can tell us. Why do you have to scheme against us like this!"

"I……"

"You don't want to talk to me, huh? I know someone like me isn't worthy of your attention, but you can't insult me ​​like this! Fine, do whatever you want. But Tianmu City is a small fry, but the Disaster Response Department isn't! Chen Yu, you'll get your comeuppance!"

The president had barely finished speaking when he was forcibly dragged down to find the regulations, his property was confiscated, and he was forced to take out illegal online loans. He'll probably have to spend his next life paying off his debts in the Human Emperor Flag.

Looking at the other high-ranking members of the Tianmu City Cultivator Management Committee who were being purged while crying, and then at the still burning Tianmu City, Chen Yu sighed deeply.

I'm really just here to respond to the lawsuit.

(End of this chapter)