"Pull our friends into the water?"
When Yu Zhong heard that, regardless of whether they were reliable, they should spread the word as widely as possible and recruit Golden Core cultivators from Vassal Families to defect, hesitation appeared on his face.
These Nascent Soul ancestors
really did not treat the lives of Golden Core cultivators as lives at all!
If Golden Core cultivators were willing to defect, then everyone would be delighted.
If they were unwilling, or even reported it to their superiors, then so be it if they died. One fewer cultivator supporting the formation out of thin air was also a wonderful thing. No matter what, they stood to gain.
Then he heard that the top three in merit would be rewarded with the Black Clan Nascent Soul Cultivation Method...
"Did True Lord really say that?!!"
Yu Zhong's voice abruptly rose beyond his control, his pupils suddenly dilating. "Fellow Daoist Wei, are you deceiving me? I heard that True Lord's word weighed a thousand gold, and what he hated most was anyone who violated the rules he had set."
It would have been one thing if someone else had said such words.
For instance, the Righteous and Demonic Alliance often claimed that whoever did this or that would be granted a Nascent Soul Opportunity, a Nascent Soul Cultivation Method, and vast quantities of Natural Treasures.
Some people were tempted.
But the overwhelming majority of cultivators merely appeared respectful while inwardly scoffing. They would not even spare it a glance.
There was no other reason. Throughout the ages, the Twenty-Eight Northern Plains Families had made such promises countless times. Even the Yu Family itself had encountered it once, to say nothing of the other families.
And what had the final result been?
All manner of seemingly reasonable excuses. Not