Those chosen Golden Cores and Foundation Establishnt, Bai Hu had assessed, were all not good people!
People were already discussing specific matters, like how so Golden Core, who had been a moral representative in recent years, unexpectedly had played so wildly back then!
In the sky, people were flying around, searching for who was distributing flyers, and even so were shouting loudly, "Despicable, shaless, and vile!"
But, if you can win, why would I continue to endure and fight according to your rules?
In the northwest, ng Yu had seen the tragedy of small sects being exterminated; many among them were truly good people, but what was the result?
They had worked hard their entire lives, trying to prove to the superiors that they were the best subordinates and maintainers of order, but the Eternal Night Palace unhesitatingly harvested them!
ng Yu looked at this virtual city, built thousands of years ago, into which the Myriad Gold Pavilion had invested countless manpower and resources. Even if the Ascension List were closed, there would still be faithful ones left inside to operate the city.
The headquarters of Myriad Gold Pavilion was in the Central Plains, far away from ng Yu; therefore, he prepared to strike a major blow here, aiming to at least destroy this virtual city.
ng Yu, who had co from Azure Star, was very aware that online virtual wealth could sotis be extrely valuable. The Myriad Gold Pavilion, from nothing, had built on this land trial arenas, virtual rooms, weapon workshops, and Spirit Beast pens, among many facilities, turning each opening of the Ascension List into a festival of wealth.
The cultivators of Myriad Gold Pavilion had already started collecting flyers and pamphlets, while ng Yu was strolling around the city with a local youth.
First, register in the city center, then one could randomly respawn at one of the city's four respawn points or choose a location to respawn.
This was rather like an online ga, protecting newbies from being trapped at a specific respawn point.
"You go. I'm heading down; you following would only bring trouble."
ng Yu then tossed another piece of gold to the young man, but the latter quickly declined.
He was no fool; seeing the Golden Core imprint on ng Yu's hand, he knew he had encountered a rare opportunity in his life, not to ntion the unusually nice attitude ng Yu showed, which comparatively made him seem like a Holy Mother figure.
Among the cultivators who entered the Ascension List, because they could respawn, they often didn't value their own lives—so would they care about the lives of the local natives?
Many even believed that these natives were virtual—rely strings of symbols within the Ascension List artifact, among others.
These locals, serving these big shots in the city, were risking their lives for wealth or a future. If not for the fact that he couldn't fly and the teleportation portals couldn't be used by locals, he would have already gone to Blood God Town to check out the sword manuals and sword manuals.
Because of various reasons, he had stayed in this city, but now suddenly eting a real important person, how could he not be extrely excited, desperately following along?
ng Yu conversed with the local in the local language, listening to him talk about his courage not fearing danger, and if he died, asked ng Yu to rember to pay his family a certain amount.
"Fine, but don't regret it later."
The young man's attitude was very enthusiastic. After warning him repeatedly and seeing his nonchalant responses, ng Yu decided not to persuade him any further and continued strolling around the city.
Registering his identity wasn't urgent; even if he couldn't use the respawn points, he could still respawn in the previous city's or even a small town's respawn point.
Now a Golden Core, ng Yu felt much more relaxed, letting the young man lead him around the city for a day.
Many things, only by experiencing them personally, can one understand clearly.
Others saw peace and prosperity, but ng Yu saw the high prices and low collections of the Myriad Gold Pavilion; saw the cultivators each with grievances and saw the high-stage cultivators flaunting their power, even including the natives' anger.
Sotis, even due to not greeting properly, the natives were killed by the cultivators!
The young man, busy all day like a bird incessantly moving, and ng Yu did not mistreat him, casually correcting his Qi Cultivation issues and advising on the path of cultivation, making him extrely happy.
As evening approached, ng Yu told him for the third ti, "You should go now."
"In the next two days, Wanbao City will face a great calamity. Better take your family and leave, don't linger, the sooner you leave, the better."
ng Yu said so, tossing him two more pieces of gold.
The young man was a good person, and also quite talented, ng Yu did not mind letting him escape the danger.
Holding the heavy gold, Qian Shanhuai sighed, knelt down to ng Yu, knocked his head on the ground three tis, and then turned and walked away.
He had encountered a True God, but the fate had its limits, and he thanked the cultivator for the warning.
After the young man left, ng Yu continued to wander around.
There once was a native king who gathered millions of troops, among them countless Foundation Establishnt Qi cultivators, who attempted to uproot the city during the closure of the Ascension List when Wanbao City's strength was less than a tenth, but they ended in vain and their nation was destroyed.
There were collaborators who turned face ruthlessly, wanting to swallow the city, yet they could never break through the core, failing just at the brink.
And countless cultivators caused trouble in the city ti and again, without harming the Myriad Gold Pavilion in the slightest.
So, what could ng Yu do?
After wandering for half a day, ng Yu found himself in a secluded clearing when suddenly he furrowed his brows.
People surrounded him from both front and back, all in the attire of the Myriad Gold Pavilion, and beside them stood a badly injured young man.
"Mr. Cao, I did not betray you..."
Qian Shanhuai cried out in despair. Having heard Mr. Cao's words, he had planned to take his family and leave imdiately. However, he had not anticipated that his sister would inform her childhood sweetheart, telling him that soone was planning trouble in the city and suggesting they all leave together.
Then... the people from the Myriad Gold Pavilion had arrived.
"Mr. Cao."
The speaker was a steward, who respectfully greeted ng Yu.
"I'm not sure, sir, from where did you receive the news that the Myriad Gold Pavilion would face a great disaster?"
Then, he kicked Qian Shanhuai, "This little fellow is really tough. I killed his sister, father, and two brothers right in front of him, and he still didn't disclose your appearance, facial features, and purpose. But actually, it's pointless; there are so many Water Mirrors in the town.
What did you do to make him so loyal? Did you use so kind of mind-controlling trick?"
ng Yu did not answer and only looked at Qian Shanhuai.
Seizing him for questioning had been a spontaneous decision, and reminding him to leave was out of goodwill, which had tragically produced the worst outco.
In the eyes of Qian Shanhuai, ng Yu saw only a plea.
He didn't hate ng Yu because he knew ng Yu had been kind. His mistake was failing to keep his sister from speaking recklessly. As for why he didn't reveal ng Yu's secrets, by the ti he was captured, he knew he was dood, and so was his family.
Of course, the reason he kept ng Yu's information secret was because he knew that the only one likely to avenge him was this cultivator surnad Cao, although the chances were slim.
At this mont, ng Yu completely understood his thoughts.
For the weak, sotis the only hope lies in one-in-a-million chance, even a miracle.
ng Yu looked at the young man bruised all over, but he rembered his words.
"The Myriad Gold Pavilion is very harsh on traitors; it's common for whole families to disappear."
"I wouldn't dare betray them."
"Must not speak, must not speak."
ng Yu also rembered how joyous he looked when talking about his family and the sudden panic of encountering the reopening of the Ascension List, prohibiting his family from leaving.
"Let him go, why must you?"
ng Yu's throat moved slightly, and he felt a fiery surge in his heart.
"Let him go?"
The steward opposite him appeared to have heard the most ludicrous statent.
The leaflets and flyers that had appeared today had angered the superiors, who ordered that the mastermind behind the scenes must be caught. Now that they finally had a lead, it was not easy to just let go.
So, he was also anxious.
"True Sage, there are twelve of us here."
He stated this, referring to the twelve people, not counting everyone's magical treasures, weapons, and talismans, among which there were three Golden Core Masters.
"Hmm."
ng Yu simply responded, then, in the next mont, his figure appeared next to the steward.
This was a Golden Core, straightforwardly ranking at the Foundation Establishnt Great Perfection on the Ascension List, capable of clashing with any other Golden Core for hundreds of moves without a clear winner.
At this mont, he was shocked. He knew how much his actions incurred hatred, so he had always stayed fully on guard. But this man appeared beside him smoothly like a gust of wind, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
This sensation felt like... he was a wind system Martial Arts Master!
However, he was not weak either. He was skilled in the Six Disks Palm, which was best at defense, having comprehended Earth's True Will...
"Smack!"
ng Yu slapped him across the face.
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