Sin

"That means we collected memories of livestock being slaughtered and cut up at slaughterhouses and put them in, as well as memories of aquatic products being boiled alive, and memories of being burned, corroded, etc. There are dozens of death templates for them to experience in turn."

Ling Hui:...

He shifted his gaze from the array plate and looked towards the scene of the incident in the distance. Although he couldn't see anything clearly, he silently said, "What a sin."

After this incident, the remaining observers from all sides dared not make any rash moves.

Regardless of the forces behind them, these people who were sent out are not very strong themselves, otherwise they wouldn't have been sent to investigate this new sect that they had never even heard of.

Some of the original orders might have been to test the enemy's strength or take advantage of the chaos to cause sabotage, but now, seeing the formidable defensive array at the foot of the mountain, how could they dare to make any move?

I wish I could hide my figure even more.

Leaving is out of the question; this is just the beginning. We need to stay longer to gather more intelligence and information to bring back for a generous reward.

That's right. Since this sect has such strength, the rewards would definitely be much more generous if they could bring back more information.

After this commotion was amplified, no other unusual activity occurred in the surrounding area.

Nothing happened around the Lingxian Sect Sect's fake base overnight until dawn.

The next day, the fog in the illusion array dissipated, and the people trapped inside emerged looking pale and trembling. Most of them fled in a panic, while a few did not run away, but that was because they were too exhausted to escape. It was as if they had spent not just one night in the illusion array, but dozens or even hundreds of days.

This incident sparked considerable discussion at the foot of the mountain, but the discussions were all positive.

People who are used to instability year after year are filled with indescribable excitement when they see the formidable defensive formation at the foot of the mountain.

They didn't expect the sect to provide them with any protection sufficient to withstand attacks from those at the Golden Core Nascent Soul or Nascent Soul stages. If they were caught in the crossfire of a battle between high-level cultivators, they would accept it.

That's just how it is; they were simply unlucky.

For lower-level cultivators, the greatest danger often comes from those who are not much different from themselves.

After all, only they would care about the meager sums in their own pockets, and they were the most numerous among them.

Being betrayed or ambushed by someone of the same rank is the most common occurrence.

Unfortunately, everyone is at the same level, and the methods one knows are not difficult for others to deal with. Unless one has a great opportunity to obtain some high-level defense, everyone will rely on their own abilities to dismantle each other.

But you can't be a thief forever; no one can guarantee that they won't be targeted and attacked when they're not paying attention.

Therefore, people who don't want to harm others all day long are dreaming of finding a safe haven for themselves and their relatives and friends.

The defensive array at the pseudo-base not only deterred outsiders and appeased newcomers, but also served as a deterrent.

Those living at the foot of the mountain don't need to go through the simplified version of the Heart-Questioning Road."

The fake base didn't care whether any of them had ulterior motives. After all, although they were all family members of new recruits who had successfully passed the assessment, it didn't mean that they were all as upright as the new recruits themselves.

The fifty newlyweds brought nearly two hundred relatives and friends with them. Among them were real family members and close friends. However, with so many people, it cannot be guaranteed that everyone is honest and kind.

The puppet base doesn't need every single one of them to be perfect, as long as they don't dare to cause trouble or create chaos within.

In fact, the deterrent effect was indeed very good. Faced with the methods currently being displayed by the newly emerged Lingxian Sect, regardless of whether they had their own ulterior motives, they all kept their minds at bay and behaved themselves at the foot of the mountain.

The fifty newlyweds, being family members themselves, knew their own situation and the temperaments of their relatives and friends, and thus offered stern advice.

The next morning, many newlyweds returned to the mountain without prior arrangement.

Seeing his fellow disciples returning to the mountain with him, Zhang Xunye thought to himself that it was fortunate he had also returned; otherwise, if he had waited a couple of days to come back, he probably wouldn't have been able to find any missions to do.

Thinking about it, I quickened my pace considerably.

When he rushed back up the mountain and entered the Affairs Hall, he realized he had worried for nothing.

There were simply too many tasks to complete; their group of fifty was simply not enough to handle the sheer volume of missions.

Moreover, almost every task gives a considerable amount of sect contribution points, while those with fewer contribution points are less difficult and don't take much time.

Simple tasks include supervising the planting of spiritual fields at the foot of the mountain, distributing seeds and farming tools, registering personnel, cleaning the sect's premises, and organizing the storerooms—these are the kinds of miscellaneous tasks that require staying within the sect.

More challenging tasks require descending the mountain, such as managing shops in neighboring cities.

Zhang Xunye looked left and right, but there was no task that required them to enter secret realms or dangerous places to pick any Spirit Plant or capture any Demon Beast.

He found it somewhat strange.

After all, these tasks are not only assigned by various sects, but also by Lineage and even within Yuanling City.

So he mustered up his courage and asked Bai Zhu, who was in charge of managing them.

"Steward Bai, doesn't the sect require us to gather Spirit Plant or capture Demon Beast? I don't see any of those tasks on the task panel."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhu gave him a strange look. "You want to do these tasks?"

Zhang Xun didn't know how to answer this question either.

Did he want to? Of course not. Such missions were dangerous; one wrong move and he could easily lose his life. Who among them, with their low cultivation levels, would want to do it?

But wouldn't answering "I don't want to" directly in front of Steward Bai make me seem particularly uncaring about the sect and unwilling to contribute to it?

For a moment, he regretted asking Steward Bai this question out of sheer boredom.

Fortunately, Bai Zhu noticed his hesitation and said before he could answer, "Your cultivation levels are not high enough to handle these tasks. Focus on your cultivation within the sect first, and do some tasks while you cultivate. As your cultivation levels increase, the difficulty of the tasks will naturally increase as well."

Yeah, right.

While Bai Zhu said this, what he was really thinking was that if they really wanted to expand their sect's business in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, they would need a huge number of people to do odd jobs. Where would they find the time to send them to do things like gathering and capturing Demon Beast beasts?

These were things that members of their sect did casually when they went to the secret realm for training.

Not to mention that the sect leader is the number one person in the sect who likes to recruit others, in addition to the sect's rapidly developing planting and breeding industries.

They have no shortage of low-end items, but they can't expect high-end items from these low-level cultivators in the pseudo-territory.