Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Wang Sheng felt the hungry gazes of those elderly martial arts masters with hidden strength, and his whole body broke out in goosebumps uncontrollably!

He feigned enlightenment to lure Zhao Jie into a trap.

But unexpectedly, these martial arts masters with internal strength were willing to take the bait!

"Your comprehension is indeed excellent. If you could find a woman with exceptional potential to marry, your child's future achievements would be limitless!"

Zhao Jie sighed.

He felt regret that he didn't have a daughter.

Moreover, he didn't have time to wait for Wang Sheng's child to be born before taking on disciples.

"Junior Brother Wang, are you married? My daughter is beautiful and of marriageable age!"

Before one of the martial arts masters, carrying a large sword, could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone else.

"Senior Brother Zhao, your daughter has a childhood sweetheart, and they were betrothed since they were still in the womb! Don't forget that."

"Hmph, as long as Junior Brother Wang is willing to marry my daughter, I'll make her break off the engagement as soon as I get back. What childhood sweethearts? Can they compare to a single hair on Junior Brother Wang's head!"

Senior Brother Zhao, carrying a large sword, snorted coldly.

Wang Sheng was speechless. Why did he feel like he was about to become the villain? Was he going to be involved in a broken engagement?

"Alright, we have more important matters to attend to today. Come, follow me to meet with the Divine Incense Sect and those despicable people!"

Zhao Jie, being a proud man, didn't want to hear about his disciple's embarrassing deeds, so he spoke with a stern face.

"yes!"

Everyone bowed.

Then, led by Zhao Jie, the group headed straight for the Ershui City government office.

Halfway there,

Wang Sheng was overwhelmed by the harassment. One after another, his senior brothers, all possessing internal energy, offered him huge sums of money in order to make him their son-in-law, nephew-in-law, or even brother-in-law.

Some even offered to use Qing Shengzi, saying that if Wang Sheng was willing to give up one ammunition, it would be worth ten taels of gold.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people started to drive up the price of ammunition, raising it to several tens of taels of gold.

Don't be fooled by the exaggeration; if one can truly leave behind a bloodline imbued with powerful comprehension, it would be a win-win situation for any family.

Li Hu and the others were dumbfounded and filled with envy. One time was worth dozens of taels of gold, which was even more impressive than the most beautiful courtesan. He was truly the king of male prostitutes!

Being a duck is more profitable than practicing martial arts!

Wang Sheng listened with a blank expression, but was covered in cold sweat. They really were treating him like a stud.

Wang Sheng's comprehension is average; his success today is entirely due to his own hard work and talent – ​​hard work pays off.

If they actually have children in the future, I'm afraid these people's hopes will be completely dashed.

"Junior brother, I'm telling the truth. My daughter is truly a beauty. Don't listen to what they say about betrothal since childhood. Just say the word, and I'll send her to you that very night."

Senior Brother Zhao, carrying a large sword, was burly and strong, like a bear. He followed Wang Sheng with a smile on his face.

"Old Zhao, why are you doing this? You can't force things. What if your daughter gets entangled with that childhood sweetheart and cheats on Junior Brother Wang?"

Some people joked.

"Heh, still clinging to the past. Whenever Junior Brother Wang agrees, that's when I'll send that damned Green Plum and my good friend to their doom."

Senior Brother Zhao said with certainty.

Is that really true?

Wang Sheng took a closer look at this Senior Brother Zhao Qian and found that he was a bit slow-witted. He might be someone with good aptitude but not very good comprehension, and he wanted Wang Sheng to change his family's genetics.

However, Wang Sheng could not possibly accept any of them.

He wouldn't sell himself for gold; that would make him a gigolo!

Where is a man's dignity?

Where is a man's personality?

Where is the bottom line for a man?

Unless they use a technique to neutralize internal energy!

Wang Sheng added one last sentence in his mind.

The Transformation Technique allows Wang Sheng to instantly change his current predicament, preventing him from being locked at the Dark Force level, and even transforming him from a pawn into a player, allowing him to navigate among various forces with ease!

After a while,

Zhao Jie then led his men to the yamen.

The area in front of the government office was quite spacious, and many powerful figures had already gathered there.

The Divine Incense Cult, the Nine Blades Martial Arts School, the Shangguan Family, the Lin Family Martial Arts Academy, and the Cangshan Martial Arts Academy.

The disciples and followers of these five factions stood in distinct groups, clearly separated by their clothing.

"Senior Zhao, you've arrived! Please follow me!"

There were already people waiting at the yamen to receive Zhao Jie, a master of martial arts at the Transformation Realm, so he could go to the yamen to discuss the specific matters.

"It seems that this time it will only be the six of us who will split it up."

Zhao Jie grinned and went into the yamen, leaving a group of disciples waiting outside.

"That's... a strange beast!"

Wang Sheng saw a tiger-horse covered in black scales, tall and powerful, with sharp fangs and teeth, standing out like a small tank among the group of people.

"That's the mount of the Nine Blades Martial Arts School's master. With this beast around, no one at the Transformation Realm level can keep this master at bay!"

Zhao Qian moved closer to Wang Sheng and finished speaking.

"A beast comparable to a master martial artist is truly rare!"

Wang Sheng nodded.

Afterwards, Zhao Qian began introducing Wang Sheng to the experts and geniuses of these various forces. The other forces that hadn't come had suffered heavy losses during the previous pursuit of the Demonic Sect.

While Wang Sheng and Zhao Qian were chatting, Yu Cheng's eyes were cold. On the surface, he was looking at the other forces, but in reality, he was staring intently at Wang Sheng's back out of the corner of his eye.

"A genius of comprehension?"

"That's really rare!"

"It's a pity you revealed yourself so early, and you shouldn't have provoked me!"

"Wang Sheng, I'll teach you a lesson: a genius who never matures is always just trash!"

Yu Cheng muttered to himself, becoming more and more excited the more he thought about it.

Witnessing the premature death of a genius and the loss of a future master gave Yu Cheng a great sense of accomplishment!

In fact, Yu Cheng didn't take Wang Sheng seriously, but what he feared was that an amazing genius might emerge from Wang Sheng's descendants.

Therefore, he had already planned to find an opportunity not only to kill Wang Sheng, but also to kill both of his parents, so that the bloodline of such a genius would be completely cut off in his hands.

At this time,

A burst of angry curses and shouts came from inside the yamen, causing the disciples of the six families outside to tense up. They all drew their swords and knives, looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"...Those rebels in Nanling Prefecture are nothing special. The bigwigs in the capital of Jiangling Prefecture are so powerful; they don't need our help at all!"

"Enough of that, this salt shop must belong to my Divine Incense Cult today!"

"Then my Shangguan family will take over that herbal medicine shop."

"Hahaha, you're all trying to steal it, huh? Fine, we'll just keep fighting!"

This last sentence was uttered by Zhao Jie in a fit of rage, accompanied by a forced laugh.

After a while,

The results of the discussions among the six factions were announced in the government office.

Each faction sent six disciples, ranging from the early stage of Ming Jin to the late stage of An Jin, corresponding to six different cultivation levels.

Each disciple represents a highly profitable shop.

The six factions had their disciples fight each other, and for every victory, the disciple would receive the shop belonging to the losing side.

"Yu Cheng, you're at the peak of the mid-stage of Dark Force, you count as one."

"Tian Muzhen, you are at the early stage of internal strength."

"Li Hu, your Ming Jin skill has reached perfection."

"Wei Lingqin, you are at the peak of the mid-stage of Ming Jin."

"What about Wu An? His injury isn't serious; he just needs a pill. He's at the peak of the early stage of Ming Jin, so he's one too."

"For every victory you win, you'll receive a share of the shop's profits. Furthermore, the master promises that outstanding performers may have the opportunity to become his personal disciples!"

"Everyone, let's give it our all! This kind of opportunity won't come around again for the next ten years."

Cui Sheng, who was at the late stage of Dark Force, said in a deep voice that he had already communicated with Zhao Jie in private and directly named the selected people to enter the yamen for the competition.

"By the way, how about Junior Sister Wei gives this opportunity to Junior Brother Wang Sheng?"

Cui Sheng suddenly remembered that Wang Sheng's strength was twice that of his own and that he also practiced sword techniques. He felt that the previously agreed-upon candidate could be changed.

"Senior Brother Cui, you're bullying us! You're looking down on us women!"

"The head of the Qingshui Martial Arts Academy next door is also a woman."

"Wang Sheng has only just broken through to the mid-stage of Ming Jin; he has some strength. Let alone the fact that his cultivation is inferior to mine, even if he truly reached the peak of the mid-stage Ming Jin, he might not be my match. I am not Wu An!"

Upon hearing that she was to be replaced by Wang Sheng, whom she had always looked down upon, Wei Lingqin immediately flew into a rage and shouted angrily.

Wu An's expression immediately darkened, and he cursed Wei Lingqin in his heart.

Cui Sheng's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant, and he was too lazy to say anything more.

Just as Cui Sheng was about to lead Wei Lingqin and the others into the yamen,

Suddenly, a yamen runner rushed out of the government office and approached the many disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Academy, loudly announcing, "Senior Zhao has given an order: That Wei fellow, get out of here! Bring Wang Sheng here!"

Wei Lingqin's victorious and smug expression froze, and she stood there dumbfounded, her mind blank. Her face turned pale. Wei? Are you talking about me?