Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

As Zhu Wuyao put down the manuscript, the expressions of the people present varied.

This plan... seems flawless, but it's just too obvious.

It makes people think that rebelling in a mine is just an easy little thing, requiring no years of preparation and the loss of so many lives.

After pondering for a moment, Fourth Sister Rong looked at Ye Xiaozhou and asked meaningfully:

"So, you're saying that the person in charge of this whole thing isn't you, but this young girl who wrote the book?"

Ye Xiaozhou is powerful and possesses spiritual energy.

But if Ye Xiaozhou leaves, leaving only Zhu Wuyao here, then he won't be able to control these people. At that time, it's uncertain who will be in charge and how far the plan can be pushed forward.

Ye Xiaozhou understood the meaning of those words.

She smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, because I only trust her."

Then he transmitted his voice to everyone and said:

"Once I'm gone, I'll release her spiritual power. Don't try anything funny then. Everyone must behave themselves and rebel peacefully, understand?"

Upon hearing that Ye Xiaozhou had a way to restore a person's spiritual power, everyone's gaze immediately changed.

It seemed as if hungry wolves had spotted lambs running across the grassland. One of the middle-aged men asked urgently:

"She might not be able to handle it alone, but we can all help her. Besides, in terms of prestige, isn't our Brother Hu the one who can keep things in check?"

Ye Xiaozhou gave him a bright smile and said:

"What you said makes sense, but I only trust her."

"Only when power is in her hands can I believe that the plan will be carried out steadfastly."

"As for you guys... haha!"

Ye Xiaozhou smiled brightly, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in his smile.

It's not that I don't believe in their abilities.

But because——

They've been there too long and have become accustomed to life in the mine; for these people, staying any longer isn't unacceptable.

Therefore, there will be hesitation and retreat.

When faced with some risk or difficulty, they tend to back down.

Zhu Wuyao, however, was different. She had not yet adapted to this kind of life and had a reason to go out.

The person who carries the flag must never have the thought of backing down.

Just as everyone was anxiously searching for a way to further their interests, Hu San's voice rang out:

“If word gets out about our discussion about the cultural performance, will it make the higher-ups think we still have the resources to spare, and they might increase their demands?”

What Hu San really wanted to ask was—

They're all gathered here now, using some kind of cultural performance as a pretext to plot a rebellion. Do they really think those people outside are blind and brainless, unable to tell that they're actually discussing a rebellion?

This looks very abnormal.

Zhu Wuyao said:

"The development of spiritual civilization has immense value. As long as everyone has a greater sense of identity with the mine and is united, we can..."

As Zhu Wuyao continued his rambling, Ye Xiaozhou transmitted his voice to everyone:

"Ha, if that old scholar were truly loyal, how could there have been a cultivator's rebellion last time?"

"It's obvious that they're turning a blind eye, but you've wasted your two eyes. You've been here for decades and still can't see that this is another little world."

"Unlike my friend, who's only been here a few days and already knows the entire mine map!"

These barbed words infuriated everyone.

Because they lacked spiritual power, they couldn't use telepathy to refute Ye Xiaozhou, so they could only listen to him belittle them.

Even if someone figures it out, there's no way to solve it.

The passage between these two worlds needs to be opened by something outside the Five Elements and untouched by cause and effect. No one can enter or leave freely. Are they supposed to create it in the mine?

Zhu Wuyao smiled as he listened.

This is no less difficult than giving someone a spatula and telling them, "You can now create a lithography machine in your kitchen."

Hu San suppressed his anger and continued to ask in a polite manner:

"With so many people in our mine, this cultural performance sounds a bit... questionable. If we just make everyone go through with this nonsense, what if it delays the mining and we don't even get to eat?"

Zhu Wuyao, of course, understood what Hu San was angry about.

He was blaming the two of them, saying that they were risking everyone's lives to gamble on whether the old man would turn a blind eye.

Before Ye Xiaozhou could even send a telepathic message, Fourth Sister Rong spoke up:

"Stop saying such discouraging things, Hu San'er. You've been in here for seventeen or eighteen years now. Haven't you had enough of this kind of life yet?"

"I'd like to ask you, you've been through a lot lately, how many more years can you swing an axe? Why not take advantage of the energy you still have and enjoy yourself to the fullest?"

“We leaders can also watch the song and dance performances. Not to mention the young girl who writes books, there are also some skits that I find quite interesting.”

The translation is: Your body won't last much longer, are you afraid of dying?

Hu San wanted to argue, but Ye Xiaozhou directly transmitted his voice:

"Thousands must have died in the mines over the decades. Why are you unhappy about choosing a different method of suicide?"

Hearing this, Hu San sighed heavily and said nothing more.

There are only a few hundred, maybe a thousand, people left in the mine now, but if they continue to stay, how many more will die in the future?

Human lives should not be measured in numbers.

In such an environment, human life is like beads on an abacus.

The future of hundreds of people was decided in such a simple meeting.

After a long discussion, the meeting was adjourned, and the group dispersed with their own thoughts.

Ye Xiaozhou flipped through the manuscript of "Outer Sect Miscellaneous Servants" and asked via telepathy:

"Isn't this a bit too frivolous?"

Yes, even someone as unreliable as Ye Xiaozhou felt that things seemed a bit off after learning about Zhu Wuyao's plan.

She was merely pretending to be confident and certain of success in order to avoid diminishing Zhu Wuyao's prestige.

Now, only the two of them remain.

Of course, we need to clarify the plan.

"You have a backup plan? Don't let me get back and find you're gone."

Zhu Wuyao is very confident.

She nodded confidently and said:

"It's just a cultural performance, right? I have experience with that. What I told them today is just the first step in the plan. With my abilities, I'm sure I can make this a big success."

Ye Xiaozhou looked at her with a hint of suspicion and said:

"Take it easy. I think you're taking a bit too big of a step and you're getting a little cocky. If it really doesn't work out, we should reconsider."

Zhu Wuyao nodded repeatedly and said:

"You don't understand. Many things only seem difficult, but if you actually do them, you'll find them easy."

Ye Xiaozhou rolled over, held up the outer sect servant's manuscript in front of him to continue reading, and said:

"That seems to make sense."

Before I entered the Dao, seeing a Golden Core cultivator was like a mayfly gazing at the blue sky—visible but unattainable.

"After embarking on the path of cultivation, one can travel a thousand miles a day and roam freely for decades—"

"Looking up, all I see is the vast sky overhead."

Zhu Wuyao said:

"Could you please stop reading lines from the book in front of me?"