There's something wrong with my master.

In this world, except for the tribulation-receiving cultivators like Nishang who have no hope of ascending to heaven, all other cultivators just want to practice quietly and then ascend to heaven.

Some people are not happy about this sudden change.

"Spreading the plague to every inch of this world, and you actually hope that this is a good thing?"

"So what? You go and kill him?"

"..."

The monk who had just spoken suddenly fell silent.

"In recent years, the plague has spread everywhere, and many hidden immortals have been invited to come out of seclusion to treat the plague. Through this incident, that immortal already knows most of who the cultivators who have transcended the tribulation in this world are."

"He comes with bad intentions." Someone sighed.

I have been planning this for so long just to see which monks in this world are transcending tribulation.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like they are targeting this group of monks who are undergoing tribulation.

However, all they can do now is wait.

No one wanted to rush forward and die before the immortal revealed his absolute malice towards them.

The divine divination on the side was fiddling with the compass, and he had already planned to ascend to heaven in the near future.

Ninety-eight percent is ninety-eight percent.

The immortal was full of malice towards this world, and he understood the principle of choosing the lesser of two evils.

Other cultivators who are at the peak of their tribulation and close to ascension also have similar thoughts.

As long as it is moist, even if this world is destroyed, what does it have to do with them?

However, those cultivators who have just broken through the tribulation and are still some distance away from ascending do not think so.

Others may benefit from it, but the divine hexagram cannot benefit from it.

As the person with the strongest deductive ability in this world, Shen Gua also has a strong ability to conceal.

If the immortal really had ill intentions towards them, they could still use the divine divination to see if they could find a place to hide away.

"Ugh……!"

Shen Gua noticed the looks of those monks who were undergoing tribulation, and continued to move the compass.

Well, this time there’s not even a 98% chance.

……

……

More than a month has passed since the vision of the immortal’s arrival.

The mortals were surprised to find that the plague that had plagued them suddenly disappeared.

They all thought that it was caused by the vision of the gods that happened more than a month ago, and countless people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky.

"Thank you for your mercy, Immortal."

"Thank you, Immortal!"

"Thank you for your grace of rebirth!"

"The kindness of the immortals is like reborn parents."

More and more people knelt down, including the elderly, children, and young people, and they kowtowed respectfully to the people who had hurt them.

The fisherman lying high in the clouds found this scene interesting.

It takes a lot of mana to keep the plague spreading at a high speed.

The plague suddenly stopped only because he wanted to keep it in the best condition so as to suppress the whole world.

Unexpectedly, this group of ants were actually thanking him.

It’s like a bully beats an honest man every day. One day, the bully stops beating him, and the honest man is so grateful that he kowtows and thanks him.

This feeling is really wonderful.

"A bunch of fools."

The fisherman sneered and ignored the group of ants below.

He looked at the clouds around him, and powerful spiritual energy spread from him.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled.

The cotton-like clouds condensed into an enormous whale.

The white whale's tail, which was hundreds of meters long, swayed and its mouth made a buzzing sound.

"All the monks who have transcended the tribulation in this world, come and see me!"

"The time limit is one year. Anyone who fails to come to pay homage will be regarded as an enemy!"

The buzzing sound of whales spread in all directions through the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

Half a day later, those with high cultivation levels in this world all heard the fisherman's shout.

However, in the next month, many monks are still waiting and watching.

No one wants to be the first to stand out.

The fisherman was not in a hurry about this. He just sat quietly on the clouds, watching the ups and downs of the world.

After another month, a monk finally came to the door.

He is a cultivator with a broken heart. If nothing unexpected happens, there is no hope for him to ascend to heaven in this lifetime.

The fisherman didn't care why the monk in front of him had suffered such a trauma in his heart.

He just said it very simply and clearly.

"I can repair your broken Dao Heart, and you will be my slave for 20,000 years."

His voice is loud.

Just like more than a month ago, all those with high cultivation levels in the world could hear his words.

After saying this, he also took out a technique from the immortal world. This technique is indeed related to cultivating the mind, but it is still far from repairing the heart of Tao.

But it is enough to deceive these ignorant country people in the lower world.

The fisherman only showed part of the content to the monk in front of him.

The monk who was undergoing the tribulation hesitated for a moment, and a struggle flashed across his face.

After a long time, he knelt down on one knee under the fisherman's teasing gaze.

"Thank you, Master."

Rather than having no hope of rising, he would rather take a gamble.

The fisherman nodded with satisfaction. He formed a seal with one hand, and a green mark appeared on the palm of his hand. Then he slapped the mark on the forehead of the monk who was undergoing tribulation in front of him.

This is a spell to enslave people.

"hehe."

A chuckle was heard, and the fisherman was very satisfied with this first subordinate.

"From now on, you will be called Yu Nu."

"Yes, Master."

……

……

After the first tribulation-transcending monk went to the clouds and surrendered to the fisherman, four more tribulation-transcending monks went to where the fisherman was in the next three months.

Many low-level monks also traveled back and forth in the clouds, transporting pieces of spiritual materials.

The outline of a huge palace has slowly taken shape.

"Collect the relics of the immortal who lived 100,000 years ago. Whoever finds them will be rewarded handsomely."

Sitting on the throne in the palace, the fisherman rested his chin on his hand and gave the first order.

He seemed to remember something and continued.

"If you find any of Tianyun and Tianxue's relics, collect them as well."

"Yes, Master."

The people below nodded and dispersed.

The fisherman tapped the handle of the throne and smiled.

It's a really interesting feeling. You don't have to be afraid of meeting an invincible person, or of killing a monk with ease, because a big guy will pop up behind you and shout at you to kill him.

He hasn't felt this kind of feeling for hundreds of thousands of years.

The fisherman looked through the history after he left and saw all the monks in the world.

The cultivators who are currently undergoing tribulation in this world are not a cause for concern. At least in the near future, they will not cause any trouble.

If they were not righteous and refused to submit within the time he had set, he wouldn't mind putting slave marks on those monks who were undergoing tribulation one by one.

All those with extremely high talents are also planted.

Apart from this, only the relics of the immortal from one hundred thousand years ago and the inheritance of Tianyun Tianxue who once killed immortals could threaten him.

……

……

Ten Tribulations Sect.

Tianjian Pavilion.

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board showed no sign of stopping.

The half-black, half-white haired girl noticed the fisherman's movements, and a smile broke out on her flawless little face.

"Do you know where the Heaven-Deceiving Formation came from?"

"I don't know."

Rong Xiaoyu shook his head and continued to weigh the chess piece in his hand, looking for a place to place it.

"Disaster is the only means I frequently use in this world."

"Because it was used too much, its flaws were exposed, and then the Heaven-Deceiving Formation was created."

"I changed the way the calamity came. A few hundred years later, a cultivator changed the arrangement of the Heaven-Deceiving Formation."

"Oh." Rong Xiaoyu nodded lightly, indicating that she was listening.

He had long been accustomed to Rong Xiaoyu's indifference.

After taking a look at the chessboard, he continued talking to himself.

“The higher you stand, the more people will see you, and the more people will know you.”

"When so many people look up to him, given enough time, one day his weaknesses will be exposed."

"When his weakness is exposed, he will be targeted and eventually killed."

After He finished speaking, He no longer cared about the fisherman, but continued to play chess with Rong Xiaoyu.

"The gap between a cultivator undergoing tribulation and an immortal is too huge. Even if an immortal reveals his weakness, a cultivator undergoing tribulation cannot kill the immortal." Rong Xiaoyu, who had been silent before, said this.

After that, he continued: "Besides, I can feel that the immortal is not powerful enough for you, why don't you do it yourself?"

"The first problem is that he is just a remnant immortal. He has a fatal flaw. A powerful cultivator who transcends tribulation can kill him."

"Second question." He pointed to the sky, "I used to think that it was the previous Heavenly Dao that placed a restriction on me, so I couldn't take action."

"After that, I learned some things and found out that it was a restriction set by the heavenly seed of the fairy world."

"Once I resort to force, the ban will be activated, and I will die."

He said this in very plain words.

Then he stretched out his jade-white hand and snatched the black chess piece from Rong Xiaoyu's hand.

"Why?" Rong Xiaoyu asked, looking at the chess piece that was taken away.