Qin Shujian looked at the Rock Sect disciples before him.
At a rough glance, there were five or six hundred of them.
"Those willing to join my Origin Sect, stand to the left. Those willing to live and die with the Rock Sect may stay where they are. You have ten breaths to choose."
The moment he finished speaking,
the vast majority of the Rock Sect disciples hurried to the left, afraid that moving a moment too slowly would cost them their lives.
However,
not every Rock Sect disciple feared death.
Several dozen remained where they stood.
As for those people,
Qin Shujian did not ask their reasons. He simply uttered a single word: "Kill!"
In an instant,
True Essence erupted, slaughtering every one of those disciples.
The sight
left the survivors trembling.
Qin Shujian's gaze remained calm throughout.
Those disciples who refused to surrender were certainly admirable, but admiration was one thing. He had no intention of leaving trouble for the future.
Leave the roots when cutting down weeds,
and they would grow again with the spring breeze.
No one knew whether any of them might become a powerhouse someday.
If they attacked the Origin Sect then, his own survival would be in someone else's hands.
Then Qin Shujian looked at those who had surrendered and said, "From today onward, you are Menial Disciples of the Origin Sect. Anyone who performs well will receive equal treatment.
Your future is entirely in your own hands."
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
"Good!"
Qin Shujian's Spirit Eye flickered as he examined the Menial Disciples one by one.
Thousand Mountain Blood hovered in the air, like a being looking down upon the world.
Suddenly,
a terrifying blade aura shot out, killing a Menial Disciple outright.
The sudden turn of events startled everyone else.
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