Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

At the foot of the mountain, there is a staircase that is so long that you can't see the end, winding up along the mountain road.

Yu Ci narrowed her eyes and stared at a thin green line, which went towards the clouds.

It seems that this road should go all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but among the hundreds of candidates for the sainthood who came here, except for him who is a mortal, the rest are all cultivators of magic.

Why is there a staircase on this mountain? Could it be that...

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Demon Envoy, please tell me, how can we get up there?" Someone in the crowd finally asked.

The guide stood cautiously at the foot of the mountain, his face respectful, not daring to overstep the line even a step, and the arrogance on his face was completely gone.

All that was left was awe mixed with a hint of fear. "See these steps? Just climb up."

When they heard that they just needed to climb up, many women's eyes lit up and they took a step towards the stairs. The next second, their bodies softened and their feet twisted slightly.

In an instant, the evil spirit in their bodies seemed to be drained away, and their bodies became weaker than ordinary people, like mortals who could be disposed of by them at will.

This feeling is too terrifying for a demon cultivator who values ​​strength above all else.

The education they received since childhood is that the weak die and the strong survive.

The saint who had taken a step forward was about to step back, but it was too late. The formation from the mountain behind her swallowed her up, and she could not leave.

"What's going on? Let me out!" She raised her hand and wanted to slap the inner wall of the formation, but was hit by a strong burning sensation and retracted her hand in an instant, "Ah!"

She stepped back and sat down on the steps.

Her miserable condition was seen by the hundreds of Saint candidates present, and chaos suddenly broke out on the field.

"What the hell is going on here? Isn't this a selection of a saint?"

"I won't choose, okay?"

"How is this different from committing suicide?"

……

Their voices were mixed, buzzing like bees in her ears. Yu Ci was among the crowd, looking towards the demon messenger, waiting for his answer.

The other person pulled the corner of his mouth, and there was a flash of contempt and coldness in his eyes, and of course there was also a trace of greed, which was the greed for the flesh and blood of the women in front of him who were sent to die in vain.

If it can be used to make pills, wouldn't it be possible to break through the Devil Yuan Realm? !

"Come as you like, leave as you like. Do you think this is a talent market?" He retorted mercilessly, then scanned the area with a cold gaze, intimidating them, and then said: "Walk up from here, and anyone who can reach the top can become the Saint of the Demon Lord."

"If you dare to run... hehe." He snorted coldly. In his eyes, ninety-nine percent of these women were already dead. There was no point in wasting words on them.

Naturally there are brave ones in the crowd. After all, they are all magic cultivators. That is to say, they will be reasonable when facing the strong, but when facing the weak, they are all experts in dismantling materials.

Who here doesn’t have blood on their hands?

"I'll show you this way!" One of them turned around and walked back the way he came.

No one around her followed her, but just looked at her stupid behavior coldly.

She walked back ten meters, and then she felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from her heart, and said sarcastically, "It's just like..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, and her body was cut into several pieces. The moment the pieces were about to touch the ground, they were absorbed by the evil energy and instantly turned into a shriveled ball, and finally dissipated by the wind.

Yu Ci narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at one of the blue-eyed saint candidates. Her eyes were dark and cold, and she had murderous intentions towards her the moment Yu Ci looked at her.

The woman just now was controlled by her to leave.

Before she died, her eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.

Yu Ci suddenly felt an itch in her body and she scratched her lower back. A wisp of demonic energy twisted and tried to penetrate into her body. She chuckled softly.

Sure enough, when people become powerful, they will find the revengeful actions of weak creatures cute.

It seemed that the look I just gave him had angered the other party, and he wanted to push me out as well, causing him to die in vain.

She glanced at the other person jokingly, then pinched her five fingers nonchalantly, and the demonic aura dissipated instantly.

The person opposite him turned pale and a fishy-sweet taste rose up his throat.

How is this possible? This is just an ordinary human-animal!

Why can he resist his own evil aura?

Could it be that he is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

Yu Ci let go of her hand and walked away, feeling bored...

Now she finally understood why people tend to become emotionally indifferent when they become immortals or gods. The first reason is that their lifespans are so long that even the strongest emotions will be diluted over a long period of time.

Secondly, because of strong strength, everything becomes easy and the fun is gone.

She found that she seemed to have a similar feeling now.

Is this what God feels like?

No, this is the emptiness brought by strength. Gods should not be like this. Gods should have love for the world and at the same time cultivate and grow their own world.

She suddenly had an epiphany in her mind, then she raised her hand and patted herself, laughing and cursing, "What are you thinking about?"

He turned around and looked at the woman inside the formation who was trembling with fear as she prepared to climb the mountain, but kept looking back, wanting to know if there was any way to leave.

Yu Ci no longer hesitated and walked towards the stairs.

As soon as he stepped on it, a faint spiritual pressure came over him. After glancing at her body and finding no trace of demonic energy, he reluctantly retreated.

Being in or out did not cause much impact to her. The only problem was the endless stairs in front of her.

It's more stressful than climbing Mount Everest.

After all, she had never climbed Mount Everest.

Well, what else can I do? Just climb.

Seeing her leading the way in, some of those who were still hesitant followed. They couldn't be worse than an ordinary human being.

More and more people followed behind him, and they began to form a long queue and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Yu Ci walked briskly, her steps steady and solid, as if she was walking on flat ground, her speed was steady, neither fast nor slow.

At the beginning, she was overtaken by some latecomers, but as time went on, she came to the front of the team and gradually left them behind.

Many people behind stood with their hands on their hips, panting and looking at Yu Ci, whose back was left, complaining in their hearts, "Isn't she tired?"

However, the one who reaches the end is the winner. There is still a way to go, so hurry up and climb!

On the way, a woman slipped and rolled down the mountain. She bumped into a lot of people on the way and rolled down with them.

Everyone around stood by and watched, and no one was willing to lend a hand.

The fewer people ahead, the better. They have more chances. Yu Ci didn't care about the intrigues behind her. She just walked closer and closer to the top of the mountain without changing her goal.

After noon, the dark clouds that had been lingering in the sky all year round were slightly penetrated by the sunlight, bringing a stuffy and damp feeling to the body, and I couldn't help but break out in a light sweat.

【Happy National Day everyone!!!】