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

Chapter 656 Let's Be Friends (36)

The boss looked at the temple keeper of the Wood Star Lord in horror, sensing that something was wrong.

In Sangmu City, wealth should be the sole measure of success. The rich can chat and laugh with the temple keepers and watch the stray dogs idly rummaging through mud and latrines.

But now, the temple keeper of the Wood Star Lord has begun to stand idly by, and the judgment he had been waiting for has not arrived.

He was covered in wounds, and the prosthetics hidden under his skin helped him withstand most of the damage, but they still caused him a lot of pain.

What's even more frightening is that he might actually be beaten to death.

Moreover, it was the kind of death where one was sent to the Human Emperor's Banner after death, and all the insurance policies one had purchased from the Yellow Springs Star Lord became invalid.

"No...no! I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Three months' salary, right? I'll give it to you right now! And a raise, a raise for everyone! At least five hundred yuan, a raise for everything!"

The boss shouted, but he was met with an even fiercer attack.

If he did this before the loggers came looking for him, they would be very happy.

But now, the other party's dying cries did not elicit any sympathy; instead, they revealed his true colors.

The once aloof boss is now begging for survival on the ground like a maggot. This contrast is as if it has instantly torn away the other party's gorgeous coat, revealing the dirty pus and blood and the pale mask underneath.

The kicks and screams mingled together, but the screams grew fainter and fainter until only the sound of flesh being slapped remained.

Not far away, Boss Liang watched the scene under the tree while smoking a cigarette. The Emperor's Banner in his arms swayed, ready to absorb the boss's primordial spirit into it at any moment.

The sky was terribly overcast, with strangely colored clouds turning it a dark yellow. A fine drizzle fell incessantly, making the surrounding temperature chilly as well.

The woods were quiet. Dozens of burly men were kicking their former boss in silence, not as if they were venting their anger, but as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

After a long while, when the cigarette he was smoking was extinguished by the raindrops, Boss Liang finally saw his demonic cultivator comrade walk over and stand beside him.

The Hidden Star Lord was summoned, and the secret between the two was hidden beneath his black veil, dissipating into the forest along with the raindrops.

The other party rubbed his hands together, and a ball of flame appeared, which greatly surprised Boss Liang.

"Spells...aren't you supposed to be at the peak of Qi Refining?"

"I learned it at Tianyuan. There are some interesting techniques there. I secretly learned them a few times."

In the firelight, Boss Liang saw the boy in front of him reveal a set of white teeth and smile very brightly.

However, there was not a trace of a smile in the other person's eyes; their dark eyes held an unsettling color, as if they wanted to devour everything around them.

Everyone has different reasons for becoming a demonic cultivator, but the young man always gives off a dangerous feeling, making it hard to understand why he would choose to become a demonic cultivator.

He is now eighteen years old, with a spiritual root score of 89, and is already on the verge of becoming a genius.

If you worship the evil god and obtain the title of the evil god, then you can enter the level 90.

Afterwards, one can enter a university through the college entrance examination, serve the star lord to obtain the seed of Taoist magic, and even become a temple keeper, with unlimited potential.

Why must one become a demonic cultivator?

While Boss Liang was pondering why, the boy had already lit a cigarette and was about to take a puff, but Boss Liang stubbed it out and tossed it aside.

"Young man, don't touch this."

"I can kill people, but you won't let me smoke?" the boy asked with a half-smile.

“That’s a different matter. Don’t forget, the organization assigned you to assist me, but you’ve overstepped your bounds today.”

"understood."

A sound like a tree branch snapping rang out. Without changing his expression, the boy forcefully snapped off his right thumb, then violently tore it off and presented it to Boss Liang.

"Take it, I apologize to you."

Looking at the still-bleeding thumb, Boss Liang couldn't help but say, "Crazy."

The boy ignored his wound.

Seeing that Boss Liang didn't take his thumb, he casually tossed it aside and continued, "Someone just sent me intelligence: the [Morality] trait of the Wood Star Lord has shifted, and lumberjacks in many places have started demanding unpaid wages, but in most areas it hasn't escalated into violent protests. Except here."

"Wasn't this your arrangement?"

“Yes.” The boy gave a sunflower-like smile. “Actually, I received the intelligence this afternoon. I just wanted to test how far the deviation had gone. Now it seems it has deviated very dangerously.” “Where is the center of the deviation?”

"Tianyuan, Chen Yu."

"It's Chen Yu again..."

With a cigarette, damp from the rain, Boss Liang gazed into the distance through the hazy mist, pondering what Chen Yu intended to do.

The boy leaned closer and asked with a smile, "Brother Liang, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm wondering what Chen Yu's real purpose is."

"Why bother with all that thinking? Why not just drag him over and interrogate him?"

Looking at the boy's innocent smile, Boss Liang was even more confused about what had gone wrong with him to make him act so erratically.

Recalling the dream Chen Yu had, Boss Liang closed his eyes, and the strange object within his body began to take effect.

The origins of these strange objects are incredibly varied; some are relics of calamities or outer gods, while others are fragments of divine artifacts belonging to star lords.

Some are transformed by the characteristics of pollution, which can be used as seeds of Taoist magic, thus helping people to build their foundation.

However, most of these rare items are corrupted, making those suitable for foundation building extremely rare, and most of them have side effects.

Therefore, many people will try to kill cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage and obtain the rare items inside their bodies, because those rare items have been verified as things that can help one achieve Foundation Establishment.

The world of demonic cultivators is just that dangerous.

However, while strange objects are terrifying, they can also possess effects similar to supernatural powers.

Once the magical artifact had fully taken effect, Boss Liang opened his eyes again and saw that he had entered his own Purple Mansion.

Before him lay his sea of ​​consciousness, and beneath him lay a small island conjured by a strange object.

Once seated on the island, he retrieved the impressions of Chen Yu's dreams from his mind one by one, and then threw them into his sea of ​​consciousness.

This is what makes his artifacts special: as long as he has the other party's work, he can continuously extract information from it and eventually simulate the other party's consciousness within the artifact.

Although the accuracy rate is not very high, it can still serve as an important reference, helping him to understand the other party's thoughts.

Fortunately, Chen Yu had enough dreams, with a wide variety of content, which together finally extracted the illusory image of Chen Yu.

Looking at the other party's virtual image, Boss Liang said regretfully, "Only 40%... well, that's fine too."

After throwing in a recent Buddha image, Boss Liang saw that the illusory image had become even more refined.

Staring at Chen Yu's illusory image, Boss Liang asked, "Chen Yu, who exactly are you?"

Chen Yu's illusory image gazed into the distance, its eyes deep and its expression resolute.

Pointing to a distant place, "Chen Yu" said earnestly, "The successor of ****."

Boss Liang's body trembled as he felt an overwhelming aura of dominance.

"So what do you want to do?"

"Everyone can...be like a dragon!"

"Sigh~"

The domineering answer made Boss Liang gasp, and also made him realize that Chen Yu was indeed no ordinary person.

Moreover, this idea coincided with the ideology of their organization, making him realize that Chen Yu was very valuable to win over.

Even if they can't be won over, they can still serve as reliable allies and join their great cause.

With that in mind, Boss Liang no longer hesitated and decided to give Chen Yu a big helping hand.

Mr. Chen, let's be friends.

At the same time, Chen Yu felt a chill.

Meow, is the little fairy coming?

(End of this chapter)