Chapter 515 He Can’t Laugh (22)
Outside, the last thing Qiu Shaoyuan wanted to meet was other people from the Xuantian Sect.
When Xuantian Sect was founded, it was to serve with all its strength to give birth to a powerful god-former.
For this purpose, Xuantian Sect's exercises will make the mana flow upward. The lower-level monks are like cultivation beasts in front of the upper-level monks, and they serve the upper-level cultivation.
When facing the upper-level monks, the lower-level monks have no freedom at all. All memories, cultivation, and magic weapons are provided to the upper-level monks, and they are only temporarily kept.
Qiu Shaoyuan's bloodline is at the bottom of the Xuantian Sect. Even if his master is a Jindan Immortal Master, he can't even resist the bloodline of a higher level and can only let the other party plunder.
The smell of blood in the air is the unique smell of Xuantian Sect. This smell is invisible and cannot be smelled by other monks. It is a smell that only Xuantian Sect monks can feel.
The sweet smell was nauseating, making him instinctively want to leave.
But Qiu Shaoyuan still controlled his pace, pretended to be fine, greeted others, and then walked towards his house.
Entering the house, his pupils suddenly dilated, his hands clenched involuntarily, and he couldn't even feel his nails digging into his palms.
In front of him, the house that had been carefully tidied up by his junior brothers and sisters was in a mess. His sixth junior brother fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Two monks wearing dark robes sat on chairs, and the two chairs were none other than his two junior brothers.
The junior sister was kneeling on the side, with a hole in her neck, and blood kept pouring out and fell into the two wine glasses.
Hearing the footsteps, the two saw Qiu Shaoyuan coming in. They quickly frowned and said dissatisfied: "Why don't you call someone when you come in? There are no rules."
"The door is not closed, and a wild road is a wild road."
"But it seems that I am doing well. I can live in such a nice place. I also have a lot of spare money in my pocket. I just used it to visit the Weapon Refining Pavilion."
Qiu Shaoyuan wanted to attack, but the suppression of his skills was simply irresistible.
Not to mention that these two people are foundation-builders, even if the other person is a disciple of the Xuantian Sect who has just started, as long as the other person practices a higher skill level than himself, then he still cannot resist.
The huge Xuantian Sect is like an invisible tower. Everyone can only move on their corresponding floor and cannot go beyond it.
Therefore, Qiu Shaoyuan gritted his teeth in hatred and could only say: "I have met two seniors."
"Excuse me. We are the true disciples of Xuantian Sect's 'Tian' lineage. We heard that heavenly beings will come here, so we came here to take action. Why are you here?"
Qiu Shaoyuan originally had some fantasies, but after learning that the other party actually had a pulse with the character "天", he was completely in despair.
Within the Xuantian Sect, the top bloodlines are the four "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang" bloodlines. There is not much difference between these four bloodlines. They are all the top bloodlines within the Xuantian Sect.
The higher the level, the stronger the suppression of the lower level monks. No wonder they have been suppressed since seeing them. I didn’t expect them to have such a big background.
Resisting the urge to kneel down, Qiu Shaoyuan asked: "Two adults, dare I ask..."
Before he finished speaking, one of Qiu Shaoyuan's arms flew out.
Withdrawing his sword finger, the slightly feminine monk said coldly: "Did I ask you to ask a question? Just say it."
Another monk who was slightly bookish took Qiu Shaoyuan's blood, took a sip and said with satisfaction: "It tastes good. I didn't expect that for a low-class monk like you, the blood would be so delicious. It's a pity that you practice low-level skills. Otherwise it could be more delicious.”
Looking at Qiu Shaoyuan who was still bleeding, the scholar said regretfully: "It is a pity to let you die, but our mission is special and we cannot be seen by you, so we can only let you die."
"It is indeed a pity." The feminine monk who drank Qiu Shaoyuan's blood sighed helplessly, "Such good blood is rare these days. But don't worry, we will enjoy your blood slowly, and the flesh and bones will be made into magical weapons. Wasted.”
Listening to the other party's gloomy words, Qiu Shaoyuan's mind went blank.
If it had been before, he would have died.
After all, if you die, you can only treat it as a contribution to Xuantian Sect, and death is not that difficult to accept. But recalling his experiences along the way, he felt a great fear, which made him extremely hopeful that he could continue to live.
It was the first time I ate such delicious watermelon, and the first time I saw so many books.
It was the first time I put on such good clothes, and the first time I came into contact with the magical network.
It was the first time I met a monk other than them, and it was the first time I made so much money.
It’s the first time I’ve played a game, and it’s the first time it’s been liked and recognized by so many people.
His junior brothers and sisters have not seen the magical network and games, his master's eyes have not recovered, and he has not seen such a gorgeous weapon refining pavilion, how could he die here so easily!
However, the suppression of his skills and bloodline was still there, making it difficult for him to even move his fingers, and he was unable to resist at all.
Looking desperately at the feminine monk approaching, he could feel the cold fingers clasping his throat. The frightening feeling came over him, making his breathing quicken.
"Don't worry, I will give you a happy one." The Yinrou monk said with a smile.
Just as he was about to twist Qiu Shaoyuan's throat, the Yinrou monk saw the paper in his hand and pulled it out curiously.
After seeing the numbers above, he couldn't help but take a breath.
"What's wrong?" Another monk asked curiously, "What did you see?"
"Zhang Daoyou, you have to come and take a look."
Brother Zhang came over curiously and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the paper in Qiu Shaoyuan's hand.
"A voucher for three thousand spirit stones, and it can be redeemed directly at the Weapon Refining Pavilion Sect. Hey, what's going on with this kid? How can he have so much money?"
"I was surprised before. These people should have just arrived at the Refining Pavilion not long ago, and they could leave more than three hundred spirit stones on hand. It is incredible."
"Could these people have been decent undercover agents before? This is their reward after being undercover."
"I don't know, just ask."
Letting go of his hand, the feminine monk rubbed Qiu Shaoyuan's Adam's apple and asked curiously: "Boy, where did you get this money? Don't lie, or I will definitely use the cruelest method to kill your master and others."
Swallowing with difficulty, Qiu Shaoyuan ignored his sore throat and said hoarsely: "I make money from live broadcasting."
"What is the live broadcast?" The Yinrou monk asked curiously.
"Pay more attention to practical matters, fellow Taoist Shangguan." Brother Zhang said dissatisfiedly, "Live streaming is a popular method in the Refining Pavilion. It is said that some people do make money in it. Boy, how long have you been live streaming?"
"It just started yesterday."
The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Helping Qiu Shaoyuan stop the bleeding, Shangguan monk's eyes widened and he asked excitedly: "It's only been a day? You made so much money for your first live broadcast? Fellow Daoist Zhang, how is this result?"
"Genius level, it can even be said to be a miracle." Brother Zhang also said excitedly, "It would be a pity to kill him, but it would be good to keep him as a profitable livestock."
"Yes, I found a treasure this time. I said that the Refining Pavilion was my chance, and it really worked."
Looking at the excited two people, Qiu Shaoyuan couldn't help but laugh.
He couldn't laugh at all.
(End of chapter)