Chapter 494 - 367

He did not include the smaller peaks in his tally, nor did he flatten them with his mana.

They could also be developed into productive Spirit Fields for planting Spirit Grass.

Jiang Tang did not wish to use the contents of his own space for the benefit of so many people in the Immortal Sect for their cultivation needs.

Teaching so many people Alchemy would definitely result in some losses; moreover, inviting disciples here, giving them the opportunity to undertake tasks, was meant to prevent them from gaining rewards without effort.

Besides the large mountains, he had used his mana to shape the smaller peaks into the appearance of Spirit Fields.

Once all three peaks were developed and the dense fog cleared, all resources would be in place.

Those working on each peak diligently carried on, unable to even catch sight of the other peaks due to the fog limiting their view.

The thick fog obscured their sight but not the fervor in their hearts.

Although the fog blocked their vision, these few hundred people had communication tools; with Communication Artifacts like a broadcast system, each person could be aware of the construction progress of others.

They first built staircases, then houses, platforms, and dwellings in the caves.

Each peak had different living accommodations for people of higher or lower status, indicative of their position in the hierarchy.

This perhaps was to give everyone the chance to aspire and advance.

Seeing others in high places, those who also yearned to rise could contribute more, thereby improving their own status.

The ones busy working had no idea that Jiang Tang, seemingly the most leisurely among these several hundred people, was in fact also contributing with his abilities.

Others only thought of him as a supervisor, a lofty big boss, a lofty Saint Master, distributing food and resources to them – since he did not labor, no one dared to criticize.

Jiang Tang’s unfathomable cultivation would have meant seclusion within deep palaces for many an Immortal Sect, where ordinary disciples would rarely glimpse such figures.

Some who had never even seen the elders in their own clans knew that their elders did not possess cultivation as profound as Jiang Tang’s.

Ye Tian, ever since that one time defending Imperial City, had not expected that a city would be disrupted by terrorists, spreading a rodent plague with the intent to destroy it.

Even the Imperial City might be the next target, possibly to draw Ye Tian there.

Ye Tian saw the citizens of the city bitten and driven mad by swarms of rats, turning the entire city into a rat’s nest.

As the citizens were on the brink of being poisoned by the epidemic, Ye Tian thought of Jiang Tang, so he requested his help to detoxify the city’s people.

Having previously witnessed Jiang Tang detoxify the people of Immortal Venerable City, Ye Tian trusted that this collaborator of the store could achieve it as for the rats, he would find a way to deal with them.

But to his surprise, as soon as Jiang Tang arrived, he took care of the rat plague and the detoxification all in one go – Ye Tian had no need to worry.

Not only that, but he also eliminated the terrorists who had come.

After Ye Tian parted ways with Jiang Tang, he knew that the terrorists would not give up easily.

Continuing to cause trouble in the Cultivation World, and to prevent the terrorists from striking again, perhaps targeting the Imperial City next, Ye Tian could only return to the Imperial City – a temporary refuge, as North City Immortal Sect was not an option.

When Ye Tian returned to the Imperial City, he could not rest, overwhelmed with too many tasks to manage.

Occasionally, he received messages from Yan Weiwei, asking when he would return to North City Immortal Sect.

Unable to set a date, Ye Tian could only reply that for now, he could not return to North City Immortal Sect.

Ye Tian was overrun with too much to attend to; there were developments in the Imperial City; previously, he had captured Prime Minister Liu Xu’s son, Liu Tao, who always seemed cunning and always opposed him for the sake of the Princess.

In fact, seeing Prime Minister Liu Xu’s son Liu Tao go insane, he felt quite pleased, believing that such a villain deserved retribution.

He was even more satisfied witnessing Liu Xu, who had sought prestige by constantly framing him and aiding the terrorists, being forced to humble himself for his son.

When he returned from another city, Ye Tian discovered that Liu Xu in the Imperial City was up to something again.

Ye Tian wanted to investigate and see if Liu Xu was colluding with terrorists again.

Liu Tao, the son of the Prime Minister, was brought back by his father, but despite whatever means his father used, he was still somewhat mad, too deeply poisoned by someone.

Liu Xu, the Prime Minister, had only this one son, and for his sake, he had stopped attending court sessions, taking leave to stay at home seeking medicine and doctors for his boy.

He knew that such a drug did not originate from the Cultivation World, and that to resolve the issue, one would need the person who had created it, so he could only make clandestine contact with those he had previously conspired with.

He had also heard that terrorists had once again entered the Cultivation World in large numbers, causing chaos in a certain city.

Liu Xu was thrilled at heart, believing that if he could just throw the entire Cultivation World into chaos, he could take advantage of the disorder to seize power.

If only Ye Tian would go to that city afflicted by the epidemic, he would surely catch the poison too, and it would be best if he died.

Liu Xu, however, had forgotten about the past affair involving Immortal Venerable City, where such a badly poisoned city had been relieved of the toxins.

In his smugness, he failed to consider that every poison has its antidote.

Moreover, someone had taken care of those terrorists; he was gloating too soon when news came that the city had been freed of the chaos, and the troublemakers had all been killed.

Liu Xu was so angry he could ascend to the heavens, but he wasn’t going to die that easily; villains don’t get their comeuppance so swiftly after doing evil things.

Not long after he sent out the message, a woman from a foreign country arrived at his residence, claiming to be his son’s woman.

Liu Xu was both angry and hateful, realizing that it was this woman who had caused his son to become like this.

Yet, for the sake of his ambitions and his son, he had no choice but to invite the woman in.

Yingzi, a maid from a foreign country, was in fact a spy from the organization.

She had been in this country for ten years, arriving at the age of 15, and had completed many missions, assassinating quite a few people.

Among them were Clan Descendants, whom she lured with her beauty and then secretly killed.

Since the last time Yingzi had left through the secret passage when she was tasked with a mission, she had sensed the presence of a great master at her abode and dared not return to her original place of residence.

After leaving Immortal Venerable City with some other terrorists, while another group continued to cause turmoil inside, they plotted to strike from both sides.

Many people in Immortal Venerable City were poisoned by gas, and this time, many would die.

To create this terrorist event, they had already sacrificed quite a few of their own.

It was a pity that when chaos erupted outside, some people managed to escape, and then it was discovered that the people inside Immortal Venerable City had been cured of the poison.

Only then did Yingzi realize that their leader had died.

She had loved the leader deeply, yet never expected that for the sake of a mission, he would have treated her as a gift to be given to someone else.

This heartbreak and despair did not lead to her offering herself to someone else though.

After poisoning Liu Tao, she left with some other mission participants.

However, she could never have imagined that by simply walking away, she would be eternally parted from the leader.

In her time of heartbreak and despair, she decided to avenge the leader.

The few who escaped with her could not continue to cause chaos, as they would die even quicker, so the only option was to find the organization first.

Yingzi was a Death Servant, and even being a woman, she would have to die for their organization.

These Death Servants weren’t supposed to have feelings, yet they hadn’t lost their senses, and desires could lead even Death Servants to fall in love with someone.

Yingzi knew that the man she loved already had a wife with a strong backing.

Even though the leader’s wife was not around, he wouldn’t dare to take Yingzi for himself in front of his subordinates.

Yingzi had others who admired her—mere lieutenants who could not bear to see a colonel give her away to someone else.

For the sake of their organization’s interests, they were willing to sacrifice some of their own, even if it meant offering up their bodies.

To sacrifice for one’s nation was an honor; let alone giving one’s body, if they could succeed in this matter, their country would grow stronger.

For the sake of conquering this country, their nation had established a mysterious organization—an organization composed entirely of Death Servants.

Hidden within this country for hundreds of years, many had lived here for two or three generations, and many had learned the language of this land.

If they hadn’t engaged in terrorism, provoking suspicion about their identity, no one would have noticed that they were foreigners.

Those who came here to hide had changed some of their old habits and even adapted the clothing of this country to blend in.

Yingzi was one of them, raised by the organization and long since hidden in this country, having long learned its language.