Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

"Ah?"

"She said, Bai Qianqian is a very moral and responsible rabbit, and since we can't bear to let her go, why not give her enough power to assume a high position, activating her sense of morality and responsibility."

After all, we all like to work behind the scenes, so let's just let her make a fuss out in front."

When the time comes, will Bai Qianqian have the heart to leave? And seeing this situation, Meng Yu will be tempted as well."

He used to be a stock investor, so he'd always buy high and sell low at every opportunity, and he had no loyalty to the Immortal Sect at all, but after Bai Qianqian becomes... afterwards, he'd be a shareholder and moreover a major one, as if bringing in a new investor."

"What are you joking about? How could we choose a rabbit to be... Are you sure you're not joking?"

"I also thought it was a joke, but Zhuge Caihua showed me the poll results, and it's true that if there was an election, Bai Qianqian could win. Compared to the elected representatives with all their messy scandals, people would rather a rabbit become... the boss."

The Nascent Souls and Divinity Transformation beings, listened with bewildered expressions in the group chat, but you couldn't say it was illogical.

Those pesky folks below have been dissatisfied with this and that, always feeling how the higher-ups in the Immortal Sect were, and the Divine Artifacts and Divine Beasts also had various complaints, feeling that the Cultivators were not doing human-like things, demanding more power.

Using force to suppress them wasn't impossible, but what if it drew the attention of the Evil Gods?

Thousands of years ago, the old Empire possessed formidable military might, sweeping away everything in its path, crushing planet by planet, but the more people died, the stronger the soul power in the alternate space became, generation upon generation of dark rule eventually even spawned a new Evil God, who devoured the previous overlord of the star system along with its civilization.

We came here to practice cultivation, but this dark universe is a sea of suffering with no end, and once there's chaos among the people, the Evil Gods will resurrect.

If it comes to that... we need some scapegoats, eventually, a Divine Artifact or a Divine Beast will have to take the fall (bear the blame) as the Sect Leader, so why not sell it at a good price?

Meng Yu is someone who cares about face; we can't give him substance, but we can give him face..."

A group of Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation beings nonchalantly fished in murky waters while working, having private chats, deciding the future of the Immortal Sect.

...

Blood God Sect.

Meng Yu was unaware of the Immortal Sect's activities, as well as being labeled as someone who cares about face.

However, Meng Yu's current actions did make him appear to be a person who cared about face.

For instance, the development project in the Baihua District, Meng Yu was just doing a showy project, and was very leisurely.

How to plan it, how to remodel it, he left it all to Hua Miaochai to handle; if Hua Miaochai was confused, and there was a problem, it was simple, send a telegraph to Bai Qianqian, to Zhuge Caihua, to the Wood Element's three big Nascent Souls of the Immortal Sect, asking them, how should we handle this construction project on our side?

If you're building in the countryside and encounter technical problems, faced with local difficulties, you can ask for guidance from big-city folks like those in Beijing or Shanghai. As for saying the phone doesn't work, there's no signal - can't satellite phones chat 24 hours a day?

Thinking that it can't be done is only because you're poor.

Even if it takes six days for signals to come and go, it's of no concern to Meng Yu, and Hua Miaochai doesn't see it as a big deal either—she's seen plenty of spirit stones coming from the Western Wastes, and having followed Meng Yu for so many days, she's somewhat wealthy herself now, with the price imbalance of exchanging spirit stones between the two places, she really doesn't feel it's expensive, just like spending dollars in China in the eighties.

"Right, this kapok, it should be placed right here."

Hua Miaochai directed everyone to retrieve a kapok from the Sealing Spirit Box, the tree wasn't large, but it was Third Grade quality, with no flower spirit formed, perfectly fitting the cross-border transport method.

The brilliant and beautiful kapok was planted into the Spiritual Eye, complementing the Spirit Well and Spirit Vein, and then, together with one hundred and eight different types of flowers and trees, formed a sea of flowers for the entire neighborhood.

As a Flower Demon, Hua Miaochai was especially skilled at setting up this type of Formation, these spirit wood and Spirit Flowers, sourced from the Sky-splitting Sword Sect were treasures, the previous owners were Golden Core cultivators, who carefully placed them in courtyards, and now they had been transplanted here.

"It's a pity those big trees were too massive, so it was inconvenient to transport them, but these flowers and trees are really nice. Let's let them grow here; combined with the Spirit Vein, they'll have a great future."

Meng Yu chatted with Hua Miaochai, leaving the Golden Core members of the Blood God Sect behind them, their eyes glowing red with envy.

Third Grade spirit woods and Spirit Flowers are not rare; both the Immortal Sect and the Blood God Sect have specialized companies to cultivate these items, and some organizations even use millennia as a cycle to cultivate precious flora.

But now, in times of scarce Spiritual Energy, a flora that grows on Third or even Fourth Grade Spirit Veins is extremely rare.

The various flora brought by Hua Miaochai are different from those on the market, the difference is not like that between radishes and wild ginseng, it's more like the difference between heaven and earth. Many of these plants are treasures grown by the eminent figures of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect within their own cave dwellings, meant to provide protection or to await blossoming and bearing fruit.

It's like the children of the Immortal Sect, who from a young age are taught by various famous masters, absorbing all sorts of knowledge, with abundant resources and Spiritual Energy ensuring their growth; by the age of two hundred, though they and the poor children born and raised in poverty are both humans, the differences between them are vast.

The flora cultivated by the Sky-splitting Sword Sect is very precious. If someone could have such a plant as their life-bound spirit wood, or use it to daily supplement their Spiritual Energy, many difficult stages of cultivation could be easily surmounted.

These are plants that have grown upon Third Grade Spirit Veins, flourishing under the maintenance of various types of Spirit Stones, a full manifestation of flora!

At the same time, a valuable liquid, which ordinary people and Qi Refinement Practitioners hold dear, from one of the seven Spiritual Springs of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, poured into the spring's eye and the pond.

The various fresh and delicious Spirit Fruits and Vegetables became the daily meals of the construction crew, who were all eating with joy and smiles on their faces.

Meng Yu didn't hide the origins of these things, stating that with the six hundred Golden Cores fighting in Sleepless City, he naturally couldn't be present on the front lines, but instead ran back to his hometown where various safety measures were in place, and all these were the inventory of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, and so on.

Baihua District was being constructed just like that.

Whenever historical books describe the development of the navy, they always mention how much the other party valued the navy, with various evidence to support this, often citing one fact: the building bricks used for the naval academy were high-priced red bricks that were purchased all the way from England, completely genuine!

And now, Meng Yu had turned Baihua District into a showpiece!

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Blossoms and plants flourish magnificently; the construction of the district had just begun.

I want to be friends with you, you wouldn't act as haughtily as those from the Immortal Sect, would you?

...

In the third month, Meng Yu, along with Fairy Taohua and Master Lihua, returned to Sleepless City.

Beyond the factor of safety, another reason to bring them was to verify the Moon God Contract.

The Moon God gave each Golden Core of the Immortal Sect a contract, requiring them to present themselves before it within three years, or face certain death. There was even something like a countdown timer, which the Golden Cores could see within themselves.

The contract was very strict, so Meng Yu always wanted to verify whether it could be broken or not.

The answer was, faced with time-related abilities, it could be broken, it bugged out.

Meng Yu had been back and forth for a year now, but for the two Golden Cores in Sleepless City, that time was negligible. Only upon returning to the Immortal Sect Star System would the contract resume running. Now, only a little over two months had passed on their Moon God Contract, but in the Immortal Sect, over a year went by.

In some sense, Meng Yu had broken the Moon God Contract, even causing a bug.

For example, let's say three years had passed, and five years later, Meng Yu returned with a large group of Golden Cores from the Immortal Sect. Then, what would happen to the Grade Five Divine Artifact Moon God facing this bug?

Meng Yu hadn't thought about exploiting the Moon God's bug, or even about the possibility of it causing logic to become confused or self-destruct (a contract is not without a price, especially one that can decide the life and death of Golden Cores), but this verification demonstrated that everything went smoothly.

The streets were unusually calm, with the Golden Cores obediently staying in the basement. Meng Yu left at dusk, and now, it was only eight in the morning.

The morning sunlight, filtered through light clouds, slanted down onto the dewdrops, scattering shimmering light, soft and warm.

"What beautiful weather," calmly said Meng Yu.

Yes, many things had finally gotten back on track.