Righteousness Exchange, Saturated Nascent Soul Summoning

Looking at the tasks issued by the Evil Gods, Zhang Yu could already seem to see countless cultivators filled with desire and ambition, launching attacks everywhere under the Evil Gods' guidance in order to obtain Military-grade Cultivation Methods, blueprints, and knowledge.

Zhang Yu could imagine that even among the Top Ten Universities, there were likely people who had secretly pledged themselves to the Righteous Qi Alliance for these things. After all, if Zhang Yu had been an ordinary student, he might already have begun secretly completing tasks just to obtain Military-grade Cultivation Methods. And the name Righteous Qi Alliance—pirating, infringing, open-sourcing in Kunxu... tell him, wasn't that righteousness from head to toe?

It could be said that once this method was introduced, in the eyes of vast numbers of cultivators, Evil Gods and the Demon Cult would become so righteous they could not possibly be any more righteous.

Just then, Fu Ji suddenly said, "Someone is looking for us. Since they have come knocking, let's meet them, lest they think we're afraid."

Zhang Yu nodded. The next moment, the scene before his eyes changed violently, as though he were being pulled through layer after layer of space.

By the time Zhang Yu came back to his senses, an infinitely tall tower had appeared before him. Countless streams of consciousness wound around its body, chanting the Demon Cult's scriptures in unison.

Zhang Yu immediately realized what they were—souls! A massive number of souls stood before him, within the Dark Spirit Realm.

At the top of the tower, Xi Shen, with a thousand hands and a thousand feet, smiled faintly and said with a proud expression, "Fortune God, long time no see."

"You don't seem to have improved much?"

"While we were wreaking havoc in Kunxu, you were nowhere to be seen.