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

From Blood God Town to Myriad Gold Pavilion, it was a full day's distance.

But that was Meng Yu's pace; if an army of ten thousand people followed, it would be even slower.

Rising behind them, plumes of dark smoke billowed as the massive army of ten thousand marched towards Wanbao City, with forty-eight cultivators who had mastered the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber, each commanding a team of a hundred or two hundred people, pressing forward.

Everyone had heard of the scandal involving Myriad Gold Pavilion and varied understandings, including some who empathized with resentment. However, all they could do was to stop buying their products or occasionally stage attacks in the Ascension List and reality.

The so-called "staging an attack" was because they couldn't win.

"Blood Transmutation Divine Saber's greatest strength isn't in one-on-one combat but in group battles."

Meng Yu's voice reached everyone's ears.

"In this battle, win or lose, I thank you all."

Those who came to Blood God Town all subscribed to the Little White Rabbit News, and now the fox customer service agents were diligently chatting with them, including some private promises and even subsidies of spirit stones.

Meng Yu never thought of human nature as particularly noble, nor did he expect a simple call to arms to have people follow him to their deaths, but spirit stones and magic artifacts could, and so could other companies!

Myriad Gold Pavilion was very powerful, but that didn't mean it had no enemies. Other companies coveted its position, hoping someone would take it down, so when Meng Yu faced off against Myriad Gold Pavilion, many forces contacted him, asking if he needed anything. These known and anonymous powers all hoped Meng Yu would make a big move, including providing him with a lot of exchange codes.

The smooth channel from virtual online earnings to offline redemption was in play as the fox customer service agents distributed exchange codes—the invitation from Sect Master Meng was not empty words; here were some spirit stones and such as a token of gratitude!

To repay a debt (joining Meng Yu in battle equaled repaying the kindness of learning the swordsmanship and sword manual, after all, if a superior ever mentioned whether you learned their techniques, you might pay a heavy price), to seek revenge against Myriad Gold Pavilion's infuriating acts, and to get money... naturally, the army's morale was incredibly high.

Even the most unruly individuals fell in under Meng Yu's command and, assigned to different teams, the mighty army marched towards Wanbao City.

After passing through a teleportation portal, the town ahead was on high alert, with some standing by the road while others took the initiative to join the ranks.

"Sect Master Meng, please instruct us."

This was a team of Red Foxes, their bright red tails following Meng Yu.

"Adjust your pace, follow your breath, calm your hearts and minds, and follow the command."

An army of ten thousand turned into twelve thousand as Meng Yu led them at an odd frequency, their footsteps resonating with everything around them.

Some beat drums, others drove exotic beasts, some waved banners, and some followed quietly.

The Blood God Sect's millions of planets, countless subjects, were most nostalgic for the glory of the Blood Knife Legion.

If any cultivator from the Blood God Sect saw this, they would be moved to tears, for this was the first step of the Blood Knife Legion's long march.

Millions marched with solid steps, vigor surging upward, resonating in unison, finally forming one entity.

Another teleportation portal was passed, and the town beyond was highly fortified—it belonged to Myriad Gold Pavilion. The town mayor had activated the Protective Formation, ensuring the town's safety with spirit veins and spirit stones.

From the teleportation portal to the town lay three thousand eight hundred steps, and Meng Yu solidly took each one.

With every step taken with full force, each step drove the tens of thousands that followed him.

Pooling the strength of many, they united with sincere intention!

Though the Protective Formation was only Second Order and incredibly tough, it boasted the most robust defense—a fortress managed by Myriad Gold Pavilion. They wanted to see what Meng Yu was capable of.

Crafted by countless Array Masters over a hundred miles of spirit vein below, it was intricate and mutually complementary like a spider's web, until...

Meng Yu reached the Protective Formation and delivered a swift kick!

Boom...

Leg like a saber, the saber cuts through all!

With Meng Yu as the spearhead and the following ten thousand as support, the Yan Formation broke through the town's defense with ease.

Meng Yu continued forward, but those who formed the wings of the formation released slashes of saber light!

Those cultivators who had practiced the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber, those warriors following Meng Yu, they all followed where Meng Yu broke through—like teeth of a saw tearing through the town's defenses and obstacles.

Like feathers from geese falling, wild swans like sabers.

Forward, always forward.

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"Do you want to be a coward for life, or a hero for a second!"

"Ignite!"

"Wipe them out!"

When Meng Yu's army arrived at Wanbao City, it was no longer just ten thousand strong.

Many things were witnessed along the way, all that was needed was a shout to ignite the heroism intrinsic to all.

So now, with Meng Yu leading a Cultivator Legion of a hundred thousand to Wanbao City, what spectacle did it create?

Yes, after three days, a total of one hundred thousand had joined Meng Yu's ranks!

The Immortal Sect Golden Core offered suggestions, the girls of the Fox Clan labored day and night to help, jesters joined one after another, and many more proclaimed they wanted to die gloriously in battle!

The Four Great Sects' competitions had moved to the middle phase, and most ordinary cultivators were eliminated. Apart from spectating, many itched for a fight.

A private brawl meant nothing, and fighting opponents wasn't satisfying enough; they were like orcs, wanting a massive Waaaaaaaaagh!!!

The timing was just right.

Earlier, they would have been busy with the competitions, not enough fervor. Later... well, frankly, that didn't matter.

Many enemies waited in the distance, including several hundred thousand cultivators surrounding Wanbao City.

Yes, all came for the spectacle.

All the slander previously poured on Meng Yu by Myriad Gold Pavilion had rebounded like a boomerang.

The Fox Clan's seven-tailed, all stood by Meng Yu.

Dozens of other forces declared they had long endured Myriad Gold Pavilion's tyranny.

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The burning corpses proved that Meng Yu was not a demon.

Regarding Meng Yu's losses at Eternal Night Palace, they actually made many forces even more optimistic about Meng Yu. After so many days, everyone discovered the big problem with the Myriad Gold Pavilion; the turnover at the back had shrunk significantly, and the run had caused problems in several states. When Meng Yu somberly stated that he could temporarily not break through the Eternal Night Palace and that some elite forces had been lost at the mountain gate, everyone smiled meaningfully.

The army set to subdue the Eternal Night Palace had completely integrated but was moving very slowly!

Many forces felt like they wanted to kick the Myriad Gold Pavilion in the butt to make them move faster.

Meng Yu was fishing; he simply wasn't attacking the Eternal Night Palace!

"Can he win?"

Someone asked this question.

"They can't win."

Another person said this with absolute certainty.

The Myriad Gold Pavilion had mobilized all their manpower and material resources. The disciples of the Four Great Sects accepted the employment with great eagerness. The city they built had the advantages of time, location, and people. And how could those loose cultivators possibly work together with one heart?

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Li Shucheng was an utterly ordinary cultivator.

Mediocre talent, mediocre luck, a life that was entirely... ordinary.

At forty-two, he was only at the third level of Qi cultivation, exploited by a medium-sized sect, his daily life occasionally had bright moments, but more often was full of discontent.

Friends had been mysteriously murdered, a childhood sweetheart had married far away, rewards had been snatched away, dissatisfaction with the world grew.

He lived like a turtle with its head retracted into its shell, and he even tried hard to forget those who had hurt him.

Even if the Myriad Gold Pavilion had killed his uncle, even if the spirit grass they bought each year was heavily underpaid, he still smiled in real life because showing hatred could very likely lead to death!

He had seen too many people die mysteriously over petty grievances!

He struggled hard to survive.

He enthusiastically joined the Ascension List, telling himself that with the blessing from the heavens, luck would choose him this time.

But he still didn't receive fate's favor.

Offline, he felt like a tiny ant; online, he understood even better the difference between people, greater than between dogs and humans.

Yet, even as a dog, he wanted to bite the Myriad Gold Pavilion together with Meng Yu, not do nothing!

As for winning or losing, he truly did not care one bit.

Then, he saw countless Blood Talismans emerging from Meng Yu's storage bag.

The Blood Sea began to boil, just like his mood.

Blood stained the earth, the Blood River surged.

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Wang Yongzhen was also a perfectly ordinary cultivator.

He wasn't famous in the Cultivation World and never showed his true cultivation.

His family died at the hands of the Myriad Gold Pavilion's slave-hunting team. Because he was young and clever, he got a chance to live; then he spent twenty years as a slave until he happened to become a cultivator and gained his freedom.

He hadn't thought about getting revenge on the Myriad Gold Pavilion. That would wait until he was sixty years old when his grandchildren had grown up.

He was fifty-eight this year.

This year, he was lucky and learned the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber from the Blood God Sect.

He accepted Meng Yu's help, his offline family was well taken care of, and online, he tried his best to hold on to this "supportive leg."

Meng Yu charged toward the enemy, and he followed closely.

He could feel a terrifying presence brewing in the air, and the destruction from the enemy in the distance was varied and intense.

But what of it?

A Blood Talisman was pasted on his forehead. It was a form of Blood Technique.

He had stayed in Blood God Town for a month. Besides the White Crane Swordsmanship, he also learned the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber. The path of cultivation techniques contained a summary that explained how one should integrate oneself into the collective.

He always wondered what that meant, until today, when he saw the Blood Sea.

An endless Blood Sea that emitted from Meng Yu's body.

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Meng Yu glanced at the Blood Shadow Ancestor.

After being invited in, Meng Yu had met her several times. Blood Shadow Ancestor was very eager for the inheritance of the Blood God Sect, and Meng Yu just needed her help.

For example, asking her to help draw Spirit Talismans, prepare magic artifacts, and then deploy the Blood Sea Great Formation.

The Ascension List exists like a bug, every generation someone has exploited its bug to achieve many great deeds.

Like the Blood Explosion Madman from the previous session, he turned the entire event into a festival of self-destruction, and today, Meng Yu also planned to use the Blood Sea Great Formation, to accomplish a great feat!

After cultivators die in Qi Cultivation, their Divine Souls will be hurt and can't log in for two or three days, but the Blood River Great Array compensates for this problem. Meng Yu will lead everyone to form the Blood River Great Array. Even if you die in battle, your soul can continue to fight in the Blood River Great Array.

Whether as ghosts, souls, heroic spirits, or as your own self!

Meng Yu was the first to charge into the layered ranks of enemies, followed by countless people closely behind him.

Five thousand years ago, Mirror twelve's brothers formed the Seven-Star Linked Seven Slaughter Formation; Seven Treasure Mirrors to fight against the Blood Knife Legion of the Blood God Sect's most elite cultivators, seven Grade Five magical artifacts in a decisive battle with three hundred thousand cultivators from the Blood God Sect.

Metal, Wood, Water, Earth, Illusion, Poison, Darkness—seven powers at Grade Five, variety of tactics emerged endlessly, formations transformed unpredictably, creating numerous Minor Worlds, and the Blood God Sect's Cultivator Legion broke through myriad magics with the peerless Blood Transmutation Divine Saber!

The carefree are eventually worn down by rains and winds. After that battle, the Blood Knife Legion became a legend, and even certain concepts were erased or sealed. But today, Meng Yu is preparing to reproduce that glory.

The righteous energy threads through sun and moon, the blood energy will never disperse!

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