Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 389 City Lord Gao Yi (13)

When Xuantian Sect entered this place, the top leaders in the City Lord's Mansion were holding a meeting.

They gathered in the study, expressing their opinions on the current situation and arguing fiercely.

However, the issue they discussed was not whether to join the righteous sect or the Xuantian Sect, but how to gain more benefits by joining the Xuantian Sect.

The Xuantian Sect was once a super sect. Although it was wiped out by the righteous, it is still a powerful sect hiding its formidable strength.

The place of exile is located in the extreme north, which is too far away from the righteous and too close to the Xuantian Sect. Joining the other side seems to be the only option.

"Now that the Xuantian Sect is about to enter here, surrendering to them is the best option. We cannot hesitate."

"Yes, not only that, but we also need to send over the Mo City formation and the distribution of the spirit stone mines in the city. This is how we can show our sincerity."

"Before sending them, we need to eliminate all the monks in Anping Sect to show our determination."

"The elder of Anping Sect is only at the foundation-building stage, so just let Elder Gu take action."

"That's right. Right now, the Jindan cultivators are extremely powerful, and this is the only time we in Mo City can decide the outcome of the battle. If we wait until the Xuantian Sect defeats the righteous faction, it will be too late for us to surrender."

Looking at the groups of subordinates who were kneeling and licking the Xuantian Sect, the city lord Mo Weichen yawned.

He was wearing bright red clothes at this time, leisurely eating grapes brought by the maid next to him, and seemed to have nothing to do with anything here.

After listening for a while, he was about to express his attitude when he heard someone hurried in and said softly, "The people from Xuantian Sect are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a Jindan cultivator walked in with several foundation-building cultivators.

With the arrival of these monks, a strong smell of blood hit them in the face, making the whole room smell a bit fishy.

When he saw the Jindan cultivator coming in, Mo Weichen did not show any fear. Instead, he raised his head with great interest and looked at the several cultivators in front of him.

The Jindan cultivator in the lead was emitting blood, his body was full of energy and qi. It was unknown how many people's blood and qi he had absorbed to achieve his current results.

Being stared at by Mo Weichen's curious eyes was a bit uncomfortable. A foundation-building disciple pointed at Mo Weichen and shouted: "Since you have seen the Immortal Master, why don't you bow!"

Mo Weichen casually bowed and continued to look at the leading Immortal Master, smiling and saying, "Greetings, Immortal Master. I wonder why Xuantian Sect came here?"

"My name is Zhao Huai, and I'm a Jindan cultivator from Xuantian Sect. Xuantian Sect has been planning for a hundred years, and the number of Jindan cultivators in the sect already accounts for 40% of the righteous ones. With the Star Lord in charge, our strength should not be underestimated. Hand over the magic weapon of Mocheng, and I will allow you to continue to be the city lord. When our Xuantian Sect returns to Jiuzhou in the future, you can be considered to have followed the dragon." The Jindan cultivator said with a smile.

"What if you don't hand it in?"

“If you die, I can still get this magic weapon back, but it’s a little troublesome.” The Jindan cultivator continued with a smile.

"That's it."

After eating another bite of grapes, Mo Weichen suddenly asked, "What are you going to do after you hand it over?"

A foundation-building cultivator lost his patience and pointed at Mo Weichen and shouted, "Why are you being so long-winded? In one word, hand it over or not!"

Asking the cultivator to step back, the Jindan cultivator from Xuantian Sect laughed.

He looked at the people present one by one, and everyone who was swept by his eyes lowered their heads and trembled.

After showing off his power, he continued, "Everyone present here will not suffer any loss after surrendering. In addition, you will be treated with courtesy by my Xuantian Sect and continue to serve as an official here."

As soon as these words were spoken, the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhao Huai with a little more admiration.

Then he pointed at Mo Weichen and said, "As for City Lord Mo, you can continue to be your city lord. And I heard that City Lord Mo likes physical training, and there are many ways to replenish yang in Xuantian Sect. I believe City Lord Mo will be satisfied."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Weichen meaningfully and said, "I'll give City Lord Mo a day to consider. You may not be treated like this in the future." After that, Zhao Huai left directly.

As soon as the other party left, everyone in the study became excited again.

After getting Zhao Huai's promise, they straightened their backs a lot, as if surrender was a foregone conclusion. After that, they discussed how to please Xuantian Sect and make their position more stable.

Looking at this group of people, Mo Weichen clapped his hands helplessly and interrupted their discussion.

He raised his chin, looked at everyone with a half-smile, and then said: "You all kneeled so quickly, it seems that you don't take me, the city lord, seriously."

Standing up, he walked around the round table in the study.

Every time he walked behind someone, he patted that person's shoulder and whispered a number.

"Thirty thousand spiritual stones."

"Twenty-one thousand spirit stones."

"Fifty thousand spiritual stones."

When he passed by Li Si's grandfather, Li Lao, he paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I owe you a hundred spirit stones."

Everyone he talked to was silent, wondering why Mo Weichen knew this number.

Returning to his seat, Mo Weichen crossed his legs on the table and said with a smile, "Just now, Xuantian Sect privately promised the other party benefits. It seems that most people have been greedy. Everyone, the sect magic weapon of my Mo City can see a lot of secrets, and Xuantian Sect came here for this magic weapon. Now Mo City is heavily guarded, and they also know that it is not easy to attack here, otherwise they would have a chance to negotiate with us."

After a long silence, an official whispered, "Even if we are greedy, surrender is inevitable. We have no choice but to do so."

"Yes, I know. But have you ever played "This is My Home"? If you have played it, you will know how miserable the lower-level cultivators will be if Xuantian Sect comes in, or even worse."

"It's just a game..." an official retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Game? But I feel it's very real. You have all been officials and know how cruel the Xuantian Sect is. The real situation will only be more tragic than it is now. So, even if you know that the lower-level cultivators will be so miserable, are you determined to surrender?"

No one present spoke, they just looked at Mo Weichen in silence, expressing their attitude.

Sighing softly, Mo Weichen looked at his nails and continued, "To be honest, I know I'm a piece of trash, a scum who likes to watch people fight. If it weren't for my last name, Mo, the position of city lord wouldn't have been mine."

Pointing to Gu Xingyun standing beside him, he said, "Even Mr. Gu is only loyal to me because I am the city lord. If I were not the city lord, Mr. Gu would not even look at me."

Gu Xingyun looked at Mo Weichen solemnly and agreed with what he said.

"But even a scum like me knows that I am a city lord and there are some things I cannot do. The Mo family enjoys the treatment of the city lord, so they need to be responsible for the safety of their subordinates. Now, I don't agree to surrender to Xuantian Sect. Does anyone agree with me?"

After another awkward silence, only Mr. Li stood up and bowed to Mo Weichen and said, "I agree with your opinion."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Li. So what do the others think?"

Finding that no one stood up, Mo Weichen sighed with regret, and then said to Gu Lao: "In that case, then Gu Lao, do it."

The next moment, there was a flash of sword, and the head of the official sitting on the chair flew up into the sky, with a look of shock on his face before death.

Amid the strong smell of blood, Mr. Li looked at the dead officials around him expressionlessly, and bowed to Mo Weichen again and said, "The city lord is righteous."

My condition has been really bad recently, I will adjust myself as soon as possible.

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(End of this chapter)