svetikya Chapter 71: Paying money can release people, or it can kill them.
Chapter 71: Paying money can release people, or it can kill them.
The fairy from the Heaven-Mending Pavilion quickly added, "Our Heaven-Mending Pavilion is the same."
Other sects and forces also spoke up one after another, promising generous treatment, which confused Shi Hao. So many beautiful older sisters, it was so hard to choose.
Lu Sheng said calmly, "How about this, you give us some of your precious blood first, and whoever offers the highest price will join us."
He wanted to get something for nothing, but the various forces weren't stupid either. The female war goddess, with her heroic bearing, smiled slightly and said:
"Join my Conqueror Academy, and you will naturally be offered your precious blood."
"Tch, you stingy person."
Lu Sheng threw Shi Hao out, leaving him to talk to a group of young women by himself.
Women will only slow down his earning speed.
"Alright, now tell me, do you want your life or your money?"
Besides the initial thousand or so people, there were also reinforcements from the eight clans. At this moment, the vast army was decimated and piled up into a small mountain by Lu Sheng, and the important figures inside were imprisoned separately with divine rune chains.
Lu Sheng said viciously, "One hundred jars of precious blood for each family, or you can just wait to die."
Someone wailed, "Where can we find so much precious blood? Resources in this Void God Realm are incredibly valuable, and rune-inspired beings are extremely rare. Even a single jar of precious blood is worth a fortune."
"I don't care. If you don't have enough precious blood, you can use precious techniques or precious weapons. Give me as many as you need and I'll release as many people as you can."
Lu Sheng said coldly, "Perhaps you can ask for help again and let the forces behind you continue to target me."
"I can wipe out a thousand people, and ten thousand are nothing more than a snap of my fingers."
"In the primordial land, I am invincible!"
The leader of the eight ancient clans looked grim. They had already used so much power, yet they hadn't even pushed Lu Sheng to his limit. Perhaps what he said wasn't true.
This time, they've probably bitten off more than they can chew. How can such a monster exist in this world?
Does this mean the clan has to resort to its most treasured secrets?
Some large clans worship ancient gods, and even though this is an era in which gods are not visible, some divine decrees still remain in their clans.
Legend has it that the Realm of the Gods is the kingdom of the gods, and the decrees of the gods are enough to suppress everything.
But the price is far too high.
Some chose to back down: "We can offer a jar of precious blood, which is already an extremely valuable treasure. Otherwise, even if you kill us, you won't get anything more in return."
"Bring it here first," Lu Sheng said casually.
"You must keep your promise." The other party seemed somewhat uneasy.
"I, the Overlord Sword Demon, never break my promises. There are so many witnesses here."
Lu Sheng turned to the two old birds squatting to the side watching the commotion: "Bird Master, Jingbi Grandpa, be my witnesses. If I take the precious blood and don't release the person, may I be struck by lightning as soon as I step out the door."
Bird Master and Master Jingbi were already indifferent to their nicknames. Master Jingbi, grinning, joined in the fun, fearing the world wasn't chaotic enough, and started commotion:
"Okay, I'll be your witness. If you don't release him, may you be struck by lightning and torn to pieces."
"You old bird, your words are like farts, who would believe you?" someone who had been scammed by him chimed in.
Little Shi Hao retorted, "Wrong, wrong, this is Master Jingbi, the one next to him is Master Bird."
The person who interrupted: ..........
The eight tribes prisoners had no choice but to send people to retrieve the precious blood. If they all died here, it would not only be a serious injury to them, but also their own death.
If the upper-level blessed lands are short-lived and lack sufficient manpower, they will inevitably change owners, affecting the foundation of a large clan.
The precious blood of the Void God Realm is obtained by hunting special rune creatures in the upper-level blessed lands. After consuming it, one can strengthen their spirit and, upon returning to reality, nourish their physical body through their spirit.
There were eight jars of precious blood, which made the onlookers envious, but having learned from past mistakes, no one dared to rob it.
Lu Sheng happily accepted the gift, and then with a wave of his hand, some prisoners were released.
But here's the problem: not all of them were released.
The weaker cultivators were untied, but the leading elders and other key figures remained bound.
Before these people could speak, Lu Sheng preemptively said:
"You are not on the same level as them; the strong deserve the treatment of the strong."
"If you bring two more cans, I'll release you all."
The powerful members of the eight clans were furious.
The man who had been released turned around and said, "Despicable! This is blatant extortion!"
Did I say no?
Lu Sheng scoffed, squinting at the other person: "Besides, you dare to keep cursing me right after you've been released? Do you think this is a game with a cooldown period?"
"Come back."
Runes flashed, and the members of a certain clan who had just been released were all captured again. Lu Sheng sneered:
"You will pay a ransom every time you insult me. If one person insults me, the whole clan will be implicated. Your ransom is now three jars."
The rest of the clan were filled with the urge to kill the person who spoke.
The onlookers were laughing their heads off, each one eager to see more fun.
Anyway, they weren't the ones who were arrested, so they just stood by and watched the show.
The faces of the eight powerful clans turned ashen, and at this moment, Lu Sheng didn't forget to add fuel to the fire:
"You bystanders, stop standing there like idiots! I've arrested them, and the blessed land they were guarding is now completely empty. Hurry up and report this!"
"Even if they hid their identities, I captured over a hundred members of their clan. Surely you can find out the truth of their situation?"
"Oh right, you should be familiar with that Crimson Cloud Prince's clan, right? His silly younger brother even gave me his fan. What are we waiting for if not to grab it now?"
Some people immediately understood upon hearing this, while others had already secretly reported it. Now that Lu Sheng had spoken so frankly, they immediately ran back to help their own faction rob.
Someone else chimed in, "I'll offer half a jar of precious blood. Brother Overlord Sword Demon, please tie them up a little longer."
"Sure, as long as the price is tempting, I'll kill them all."
Lu Sheng smiled wickedly and said, "I've arrested so many people, surely some of them are your mortal enemies."
"I am not afraid of retaliation. As long as you send someone to give me far more precious blood than what I obtained from releasing them, I can completely annihilate them."
"Killing them once is equivalent to releasing them."
"Like a soul-destroying needle, it completely annihilates the soul; you'll have to pay extra."
"Several factions can join forces to make a bid."
"The lowest unit here is a clan member."
The cultivators in the crowd had different thoughts; some wanted to take this opportunity to seize the blessed land, while others planned to eliminate their rivals.
Even though many people surf the internet anonymously, Lu Sheng arrested thousands of people, so there were bound to be some who could be identified.
Furthermore, the Crimson Fan Clan's identities were exposed early on due to their treasure.
How could any large clan active in the world not have enemies?
Lu Sheng's words moved them.
Even if there are no members of the opposing forces of the eight tribes here, someone will still spread the news.
The deaths of many important members of powerful clans among the prisoners are undoubtedly a major earthquake.
Before long, someone concealed himself and said, "I will offer five jars of precious blood, kill Young Master Chiyun's clansmen, and exchange them for the Crimson Fan."
The crowd was alarmed, and five jars of precious blood were brought out immediately—a truly generous gesture.
The precious blood of the Void God Realm is not something easily obtained.