Chapter 259: The Secret of the Spirit Herb?
Several players moved too quickly.
They excitedly stepped forward, and Chen Miaomiao immediately took out the contract prepared by the System, manifesting it before their eyes as a blank piece of paper.
Signatures were unnecessary; all they needed was to bite their finger and drip a drop of blood.
The players feigned a glance: “Oh, so we just can’t talk about it, that’s simple enough.”
Then, with lightning speed, they bit their fingers and proceeded.
It was as if they feared they wouldn’t receive it if they were even a second late.
And Chen Miaomiao kept her word; players who signed the contract immediately received pills from another player standing nearby, who took them out of a mustard seed bag.
“Here, this month’s pills. For Qi Refining Stage, do you want a Qi Replenishing Pill or a Blood Replenishing Pill, or something else?”
“Give me one of each, for qi and blood.”
This was her first time acting as a go-between, and she was so excited to be in close proximity to the top-tier players.
After receiving their pills, the players left with glee.
These were indeed free.
This was the reward for being a go-between.
Several players signed up in a rush; people have a herd mentality.
Moreover, these disciples who grew up in the Flying Sparrow Sect weren’t very old, and in terms of experience, they were still too young, confused and bewildered as they were pushed forward by the players in a state of panic.
The contract, upon a glance, merely stipulated that they could not speak of matters related to the Longevity Sect.
Wasn’t that exactly what they were doing now?
Speaking of which would result in punishment.
The scope of this punishment was too broad, the concept vague.
Of course, this was something the System could enforce.
Signing a contract with it was like a declaration from the game company—all interpretations belong to the game company!
What, you have an opinion?
You signed it yourself!
But there were no other binding effects.
It was practically a freebie!
They pressed their blood onto it almost without hesitation.
There were also some who thought a bit more.
For example, Zhu Xiangchen.
However, he had long envied the disciples of the Longevity Sect. Now that they could have similar treatment, and he often interacted with the Longevity Sect disciples, he felt—those people weren’t bad.
In the cultivation world, “not bad” was already a very high compliment.
Even Zhu Xiangchen had witnessed instances where mortals were pushed out to their deaths to block demonic beasts.
At that time, he thought it was natural, as it should be.
But the Longevity Sect players never allowed others to harm mortals.
During the last demonic beast invasion, they had even prioritized letting mortals hide.
He vaguely had a different idea, but now he felt, wasn’t it just about keeping a secret?
He was just a minor disciple at the Qi Refining Stage; if he could get more rewards, why not?
What the Flying Sparrow Sect couldn’t provide before, the Longevity Sect was willing to give, so they were willing to help the Longevity Sect.
As most disciples signed, and some quick-thinking ones saw Chen Miaomiao’s smiling face, they dared not have any other thoughts.
Their cultivation was low; if they didn’t sign, they could instantly imagine their fate.
The Longevity Sect didn’t kill mortals, but they had punished mortals with sticky fingers before.
Although those methods were considered too lenient by the Flying Sparrow Sect.
They didn’t interfere with conflicts between mortals; if they did, even the smallest offense would result in them being thrown out of Wang’an County to fend for themselves.
But the Longevity Sect not only interfered but did so with ‘meticulous calculation.’
They introduced a set of inexplicable Longevity Sect laws, and one player even said, “According to Huaxia—bah, according to Longevity Sect law, thieves will be imprisoned for one month.”
The so-called imprisonment was the prison they had established.
Targeted at offending mortals.
As for cultivators, the Longevity Sect players hadn’t had any conflicts with cultivators yet.
When rogue cultivators and cultivators from other sects came to Wang’an County, they generally respected the local sects. Upon seeing that the mortals of Wang’an County were clearly different from those elsewhere, no cultivators came to cause trouble or forcibly abduct mortals.
Although this often happened in other places.
When the players reformed Wang’an County, they had already completed a set of procedures. After all, it was easy to copy what they didn’t know!
This Ministry of Law had also been established.
Cultivators had better labor potential in terms of time than modern corporate slaves—they didn’t need rest.
Therefore, life players often held multiple positions; this Ministry of Law currently had over a dozen players serving.
But they certainly couldn’t manage these for long, as they also had to log off.
So now, many were teaching the local mortals to learn these laws themselves, so they could manage it in the future.
And not only mortals obeyed, but their disciples actually obeyed as well.
Now they were even semi-forcing the Flying Sparrow Sect to comply.
Zhu Xiangchen once confusedly asked the Longevity Sect disciples why they were doing all this.
A disciple mysteriously told him a phrase: “I didn’t understand before either. Later, I understood. We want to create a utopia. Some things that are impossible to achieve elsewhere are good to achieve here. Even if it’s temporary, at least we are trying.”
Actually, Zhu Xiangchen still didn’t understand.
He didn’t even understand what a utopia meant.
However, he roughly understood that it might be a good thing.
And those two Foundation Establishment Stage disciples were even more decisive.
Tier 2 pills might not be a concern, but Tier 3 pills were life-saving!
Fifty low-grade spirit stones given for free, could ordinary sects afford that?
Although if they, at the Foundation Establishment Stage, worked hard, they might earn that much in a month.
But that was when luck was on their side.
However, earning it in a month and handing it over to the sect versus keeping it for oneself was a completely different matter.
With this pill, they would have more confidence when going out for training.
Not to mention Chen Miaomiao said that as long as they went out, they could receive additional pills, which meant they would have a greater chance of obtaining better demonic beast materials in Cave Demon Valley.
Thinking of this, everyone’s breathing quickened, and they even became impatient to notify other disciples to return quickly and sign.
After all, Chen Miaomiao said those who didn’t sign wouldn’t get anything.
And the unspoken implication of not signing was likely even more dangerous.
Although players were generally good, it didn’t mean every individual had a good personality.
If there was any danger that could harm the collective interests of the entire group, they would definitely nip it in the bud.
After all, the worlds they came from had taught them countless lessons.
Chen Miaomiao wasn’t making these decisions herself; she had obtained the Sect Master’s consent for all these inquiries.
Song Jiulai also knew this was safer and strongly supported Chen Miaomiao, binding interests and lives together.
The only drawback was—she had to work even harder to improve her cultivation!
After Chen Miaomiao finished signing contracts for all the current Flying Sparrow Sect disciples, the rest would wait for the disciples like Su Huanli who were still in Cave Demon Valley to return.
She believed some players would notify them.
She returned to the back mountain, to her research base, to continue her efforts.
As a result, her breath hitched.
Because on her spiritual herb experimental field, a white-haired old man in a grey robe had suddenly appeared.
The elder walked back and forth on the ridges of the experimental field, muttering to himself: “Oh my, no spirit liquid at all, planting such a large quantity of Tier 2 spirit herbs in such a small spiritual field, how interesting, how interesting…”
He had arrived silently, without alerting anyone.
This was already the most heavily guarded back mountain of the Flying Sparrow Sect.
Chen Miaomiao’s fingers instinctively clenched.
