Reaching Consensus, The Invincible Method of Overwhelming the Few with the Many
"Seventy percent is mine, and you take thirty percent!"
Uncle Boya was getting anxious. He had gone to great lengths to find the treasure, and now he was only getting 30% for himself? Wouldn't that make him look like a beggar?
And judging from Ling Xiao's tone, he's still 70% dissatisfied—he's practically a beast!
They don't give the mice any chance to survive.
"I only have 30%?" Ling Xiao paused for a moment, then sneered.
"Fifty percent! At most fifty percent, otherwise even if you kill me, I won't work hard for you."
The Big Rat shouted loudly with a wronged expression, its eyes incredibly firm, conveying a sense of unwavering resolve.
"My Treasure Mouse Clan has had enough of being driven around like cattle and horses, working diligently to find treasures for others, only to end up in a miserable state."
Therefore, I have already sworn that from now on I will be self-reliant and will never search for treasure for others again.
I can make an exception for you, Brother Ling Xiao, today, but it must be split 50/50, otherwise I will not compromise."
At this moment, Uncle Boya, though strong, also seemed a little timid, and he didn't appear to be joking.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's expression shifted slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Who is Bo Xuntian to you?"
The person he asked was none other than the pitiful treasure-hunting rat recorded in the Ten Great Exotic Beasts Record.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Boya suddenly fell silent, an invisible stillness and an indescribable atmosphere of sorrow emanating from him.
Having read this far, Ling Xiao already knew the answer in his heart.
"That's my grandfather," Uncle Boya replied calmly, but his pupils were already bloodshot, making him look somewhat ferocious.
"Your Treasure Mouse Clan, is it a single-lineage clan?" Ling Xiao asked, somewhat surprised that such a strange beast had a family tree.
"I suppose so," said Uncle Boya.
"I'm very curious, how did you manage to hide your identity from so many people?"
Ling Xiao continued to ask, realizing that without his special Divine Eye, he might not have been able to detect the clues.
It's clear that this guy's methods of concealing his presence are extraordinary.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Boya smiled dismissively, which surprisingly made him appear quite shrewd.
"As one of the Ten Great Mythical Beasts, we are naturally extraordinary. Through years of evolution, in order to better adapt to the environment, we have long since developed a tradition of concealing our own aura."
"Unless it's a realm lord, or some freak like you, no one can discover our true nature."
Evolution?
Ling Xiao exclaimed in awe, "Wow, it's truly one of the Ten Great Mythical Beasts! This thing can even evolve life-saving skills based on its environment!"
"Alright, considering your bad luck, we'll split it 50/50 for now. But it depends on the situation; most of the time, whoever grabs it first gets it."
Ling Xiao didn't want to dwell on this issue too much. If he forced the Big Rat to search for the treasure unwillingly, how could it be expected to work hard and give it its all?
After all, the work was done by others; he only had to lift a finger to search for treasures and reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
"Alright, it's settled then." Uncle Boya didn't think for the moment about what Ling Xiao meant by "it depends on the situation."
He can accept this result.
On the journey to find the ancient treasures, we need a henchman like Ling Xiao to save us a lot of unnecessary trouble.
The man and the mouse hit it off immediately, each getting what they wanted, and everything reached their ideal state; in any case, they both felt they had gotten a good deal.
"Um... Brother Ling Xiao, since we agreed to split it in half, shouldn't you also take a share of the ruins you collected first?"
Uncle Boya quickly got into the swing of things, shaking off the gloom and moving on from his grandfather's death, and began to demand benefits.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding, looking somewhat reluctant.
"Alright, since we've already made a promise, I naturally won't go back on my word."
As he spoke, he pulled out the Daoist temple of the Pill Sun Sage Lord, which made a rumbling sound, and then shrank continuously before placing it on the ground to the side.
He'd already looted most of the good stuff inside, especially the treasure vault, which was practically empty. It wouldn't hurt for the mouse to plunder it again.
This is a form of punishment for his previous misbehavior.
However, Uncle Boya was unaware that Ling Xiao had taken all the good stuff. He was just touched and gave Ling Xiao a thumbs up before happily flying inside.
Ling Xiao, having nothing else to do, followed along, but suddenly remembered what he had just said, and asked...
"Uncle Boya, there's something I want to ask you: do you really know the Origin-Devouring Beast?"
Perhaps Uncle Boya knows where the Origin-Devouring Beast went.
Since they are both mythical beasts, they should have some kind of telepathic connection.
"The Origin-Devouring Beast? Of course I know it. After all, it's one of the Ten Great Mythical Beasts, we're from the same circle."
Uncle Boya Ya searched around while casually giving vague answers, but in his heart he was still thinking, "Where did all the treasures go? They're all just junk."
A circle?
Ling Xiao became interested, sensing there was potential.
"Then do you know where the Origin-Devouring Beast is?"
He continued to ask.
"Which one are you talking about?" Uncle Boya stopped and looked at Ling Xiao with a strange expression.
"Which one? Are there many Origin-Devouring Beasts?" For a moment, Ling Xiao was speechless. He didn't even know the name of his own Origin-Devouring Beast.
Nobody told him he had a name.
"Not many, but there won't be only one."
Uncle Boya said, then looked at Ling Xiao with a strange expression, as if asking a question.
"By the way, where did all the treasures go? Why is it all just trash? Brother Ling Xiao, did you take them all?"
"What kind of look is that? Since I've brought out the entire dojo, would I stole your little bit of stuff?"
Ling Xiao sternly reprimanded him, his voice loud.
"You're right. I was being petty. I just can't shake this habit. Please don't take offense, Brother Ling Xiao."
Uncle Boya thought about it for a moment, then smiled with shame.
Ling Xiao waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more. Judging from this guy's appearance, he wasn't a reliable person, and it would be difficult to expect him to find the Origin-Devouring Beast.
Afterwards, ignoring Uncle Boya and letting him search on his own, Ling Xiao found a quiet place and sat down cross-legged.
With a thought, he entered the system and received the previously awarded [Heaven-Battling Combat Art.
This is a top-tier combat technique that can be considered halfway to the Great Dao, possessing the formidable ability to grow stronger with each battle, to fight against heaven and earth, and to outnumber the enemy.
Ling Xiao quickly got into the zone and began cultivating.
With his current foundation and wisdom, cultivation is not difficult, and he quickly grasped the basics.
After learning more, Ling Xiao realized even more how abnormal this technique was.
After cultivating this thing, it can absorb the fighting spirit of enemies to amplify itself. The more enemies there are, the more fighting spirit it provides, and the greater the power it feeds back to itself.
Finally, it formed an invincible defense, condensing into the War God Pillar, suppressing heaven and earth, the universe, the azure sky, the netherworld, and the endless hell, like an invincible war god standing tall and fighting against heaven and earth.
Invulnerable to all laws, invincible in the world.
"Awesome!" Ling Xiao's lips curled into a perfect smile.
The sheer absurdity of this skill was beyond his imagination.
One against one might not be enough, but one against ten thousand is a whole different story.
They relied on sheer numbers.
The strategy is to outnumber the enemy.