Shi Lezhi originally thought that Lin Miaomiao was his savior, but unexpectedly she turned out to be his nemesis. Although he was filled with resentment, he couldnât act out of fear of losing in a fight, so he could only watch the three of them leave with venomous eyes.
After Lin Miaomiao, Gu Sheng, and Liu Yiming left, a few of the disciples who had run away earlier hurried back to help Shi Lezhi up.
"Master Shi, are you okay?"
The few disciples trying to curry favor with him asked with fawning smiles as they helped him up.
Such obsequious smiles would have pleased Shi Lezhi under normal circumstances, but given his awful mood, they only looked like mocking laughter, infuriating him to the point he kicked the speaking disciple two meters away: "Are you fucking blind? Look at how beat up I am, and youâre asking if Iâm okay? Where the hell were you guys earlier? Youâre all a bunch of useless idiots!"
Facing Shi Lezhiâs insults, the few disciples could only hang their heads low in silence, while the one who got kicked scrambled back to Shi Lezhi, apologizing profusely.
"I donât believe youâre really that badass! Iâll definitely get back at you for this!"
Watching Gu Sheng and the othersâ retreating figures, a seed of hatred was already taking root and growing in Shi Lezhiâs heart.
Shi Lezhi pulled up the apologizing disciple in front of him, grabbed two silver ingots from his money bag, paused, put one back, and then shoved the 25-tael silver ingot into the discipleâs hand.
Shi Lezhi was known for being a notorious skinflint, so the disciple on the receiving end wasnât happy at all, instead feeling quite panicked. To him, the silver ingot was like a hot potato: holding it burned, but he didnât dare drop it. Trembling with fear, he looked at Shi Lezhi and stuttered a few words.
"Master... Master Shi, what... what do you mean by this?" The boy was only about fourteen or fifteen, a martial artist in the Jade Skin Realm, and Shi Lezhiâs abnormal behavior scared him to the point of tears.
Seeing how timid he was, Shi Lezhi couldnât help but curse: "Why the hell are you crying? Do you think Iâll eat you or something? Listen up, this money isnât spent for nothing! I want you to keep an eye on Gu Sheng and Liu Yiming for me. Record in detail everything they do every day! If you canât even handle this small task, then save that silver for your own coffin!"
Within the Holy Pill Sect, formal disciplesâ conflicts couldnât go as far as taking lives, but everyone tacitly agreed that this restraint didnât apply to servant disciples. They werenât like Gu Sheng, who had ties to formal disciples like Lin Miaomiao. If Shi Lezhi got angry enough, he had a hundred ways to quietly take care of them.
"Damn, that bastard kicks really hard! No, I have to ask my dad for a couple of pills."
After giving his instructions, Shi Lezhi still felt severe abdominal pain as he limped away from the fire bamboo grove towards Spirit Pill Peak.
Gu Sheng, Lin Miaomiao, and Liu Yiming returned to Gu Shengâs wooden house.
Liu Yiming was a person who understood current circumstances well, so he didnât stay long. After finding some random excuse to leave, he even closed the door for Gu Sheng and Lin Miaomiao on his way out.
"Brother Gu is really lucky to have attracted the interest of Senior Sister Lin! Tsk tsk, I look pretty good too, when will a beautiful senior sister take a liking to me?"
Upon leaving the wooden house, Liu Yiming allowed his imagination to paint a complete picture of Gu Shengâs and Lin Miaomiaoâs relationship, even inserting himself into that scenario.
"Senior Sister Lin, did you want to talk to me about something?"
It wasnât hard to see that Lin Miaomiao was in a good mood today, to which Gu Sheng asked.
Lin Miaomiao chuckled slyly with a mysterious expression: "Of course, itâs good news! I reported the Thousand Poison Sect incident to the management yesterday, and surprisingly, it elicited such a big reaction from above, even alerting War God Peakâs Peak Master!"
When Gu Sheng heard this, he couldnât help but raise an eyebrow: "War God Peakâs Peak Master? What does this have to do with me?"
Lin Miaomiaoâs expression turned serious: "How could it not be related! Peak Master Wen personally issued a Killing Order! There are very generous rewards for killing disciples of the Thousand Poison Sect! Killing a Small Success in the Blood Refining Realm is worth three sect contribution points!"
"Hmm? Really?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Shengâs interest was piqued. He was currently worried about not earning enough sect contribution points! If the Killing Order was real, then he might soon be able to gather enough contribution points to be promoted to an outer disciple!
Gu Sheng wasnât a Holy Mother; as a disciple of the Holy Pill Sect, since they were at odds with the Thousand Poison Sect, conflicts and skirmishes between the disciples were normal. Gu Sheng wouldnât feel any pressure killing them.
This is how the world works, only by having a ruthless heart can one stand firm.
"Tell me more about the specific rewards."
"Killing a Small Success in Blood Refining is three points, Great Success is five points, Perfect is ten points! The Copper Bone Realm is fifty points, the Silver Bone Realm two hundred points!"
Hearing this, Gu Sheng felt a stab in his chest! That means the three people he had killed earlier were worth a total of 150 contribution points! Such a huge loss!
Gu Sheng was a bit puzzled: "Why isnât there one for the Golden Bone Realm?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Miaomiao showed an exasperated expression: "You really think Golden Bone Realm is as common as cabbage! Whether itâs in our Holy Pill Sect or the Thousand Poison Sect, Golden Bone Realm disciples are precious treasures, usually cultivated under the care and guidance of elders, only coming out during major annual events. This Killing Order targets those in the Silver Bone Realm and below."