I practice the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and you say I am a big devil?

Chapter 7: Fairy of Dreams
On the hillside of Xuantian Peak, on a wide square platform.

In front of the Yingxian Hall.

A man and a woman were suspended in the air, looking intimidating without even being angry.

The Ghost King Sect disciples below the two men were dressed in black, each of them had a blank expression on their faces, and did not make any sound.

On the platform in front of the Yingxian Hall, Wu Tian looked ahead solemnly, not daring to look around.

Not only him, this quiet and depressing atmosphere made the people around him look nervous as they lowered their heads waiting for an unknown outcome.

Those who have achieved success in cultivating magic are fine. Apart from being nervous, they don’t show much fear on their faces and are relatively calm.

It’s different for many people who haven’t achieved anything famous through their practice.

The fear on their faces could not be concealed at all, their bodies were shaking, and it was obvious that they had anticipated their own fate.

They were able to come here only because they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

As more and more people arrived, the platform was filled with a group of people, estimated to be hundreds in number.

These were all the menial disciples of Xuantian Sect in the past, who came here to wait for an unknown fate.

Wu Tian plucked up his courage and glanced around inconspicuously.

"It's already been two rings, and there are only so few people here..."

He murmured in his mind.

Wu Tian thought about when they, the menial disciples, gathered on this platform, there was a dense crowd of people, at least one or two thousand in number.

There are only two or three hundred now, and many of them are mortals.

This made him wonder, isn't it quite simple to cultivate magic?
At that time, he reached the first level of Qi Refining in just one month. It felt quite easy!
clang!
The ringing of a bell interrupted his thoughts.

'Three rings!'

Wu Tian had a determined look on his face, and he looked up nervously at the two figures in the sky.

As long as there is something wrong, he will immediately return to Blue Star, but he will definitely not come back within a year or two.

Everyone on the platform was looking at the sky nervously. Wu Tian took this opportunity to take a good look at the people in the sky.

However, most of his attention was attracted by one of the female demons.

The female devil was seen in a black gauze dress, with stunning looks and an enchanting figure. Her cold face revealed a hint of charm that was captivating and alluring.

Yun Youmeng glanced at the crowd below and said, "The time has come. Those who have not come here will have no chance to join our Holy Sect."

Her cold voice reached Wu Tian's ears, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the Ghost King Sect doesn't want to kill them, otherwise they wouldn't waste time talking and would just start killing them.

clang!
Yun Youmeng shot a ray of spiritual light towards the Soul-Slaying Bell in front of him. The bell rang and a black light instantly emerged from the bodies of the people on the platform and was absorbed by the Soul-Slaying Bell.

clang!
Another bell rang, and rays of soul light flew in from all directions, sank into the Soul-Destroying Bell, were absorbed and refined by it, and became the Soul-Destroying Bell's nourishment.

After dealing with the people who had not arrived, Yun Youmeng looked at the crowd below and said, "From today on, you will officially become disciples of my Holy Sect. All those who practice Qi Refining, please come forward."

As soon as she finished speaking, many people in the crowd hurried to the front.

The people who stayed behind looked at each other, their eyes filled with panic.

Suddenly, the group of people split into two groups, and more than 30 people remained in place.

"Stimulate spiritual power."

Wu Tian and the others dared not disobey her orders and activated their spiritual power obediently, and black demonic energy emerged from everyone's bodies.

but……

Among them, there was a young girl who emanated a water-attributed spiritual energy that was moderate and gentle, making her an outlier among the crowd.

Yun Youmeng raised her hand and waved, and the man floated uncontrollably into the air. "You don't practice my Saint Sect's skills, and you still want to get away with it. Who gave you the guts?"

She said this coldly, and ignoring the girl's cries for mercy, she pinched her jade hands, and the girl instantly turned into blood mist and was absorbed by the Soul-Destroying Bell in front of her.

Then she looked at those who had failed to activate their spiritual power among the Qi Refining Crowd: "My Holy Sect is very disciplined. If you behave yourself, I will spare your lives, but now..."

"Die!" As soon as she finished speaking, balls of blood mist exploded and turned into blood lines that were absorbed by the Soul-Destroying Bell.

Her brutality made the people below dare not utter a word, for fear that their lives would be in danger.

Especially the mortals behind Wu Tian and others, they were trembling with fear, their legs went weak, and their eyes were full of horror.

Yun Youmeng looked at the people below, and said to the person next to him: "Junior brother, I'll leave this to you."

"Don't worry, senior sister. I will take care of it." The man in black next to her said respectfully.

Yun Youmeng nodded, put away the Soul-Slaying Bell, turned into a stream of light and flew towards the top of the mountain.

"Farewell to Fairy Youmeng!" the people of the Ghost King Sect shouted in unison.

After Yun Youmeng left, Han Ye looked at Wu Tian and the others below and said, "You are blessed with great fortune. Not only have you survived, but you have also been fortunate enough to become disciples of our Holy Sect. I hope you will practice well and strengthen the Holy Sect."

"As for those who have not yet practiced Qi..."

Han Ye looked at the dozens of mortals who were in a state of panic, and thought that Yun Youmeng had not killed them, so he hesitated for a moment: "Forget it, you and my Holy Sect are destined to be together, I hope you will work hard to cultivate and refine your Qi as soon as possible."

Then he stopped talking nonsense and had Wu Tian and others recorded in the book. He also gave them a set of Ghost King Sect disciple uniforms and disciple tokens.

Most importantly, he also gave them the fundamental skills of the Ghost King Sect.

The Yellow Spring Soul Refining Method.

Although they were only given the Qi Refining stage part, the subsequent skills had to be exchanged for contributions from the sect.

But even so, Wu Tian and others were already very satisfied.

After all, his life was saved, and he officially became a member of the Ghost King Sect. His cultivation method was also greatly improved, becoming the extremely mysterious Yellow Spring Soul Refining Method.

The magic energy cultivated by this soul refining method is more refined and more powerful. What else can they be dissatisfied with?

After all, they only had a name before and didn't even have a disciple token.

It is just in name only.

Now they have finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel and have gained the support of the Ghost King Sect.

However, although they became formal disciples, the house they lived in remained unchanged.

The Ghost King Sect believes in the survival of the fittest. You want to live in a good place.

can,

Go grab it yourself!

As long as you don't kill someone in public, it's okay even if you kill someone.

Wu Tian felt that the Ghost King Sect was like a poisonous insect farm, and they, the disciples, were the poisonous insects.

The strong live, the weak die!

Wu Tian didn’t know whether it was because the law of the jungle prevailed here or if it was also the case in the Ghost King Sect’s base camp.

If the Jindan master attacks the Qi-refining disciples at will, wouldn't that be chaos?
Do the disciples who survive under this model really have a sense of belonging to the sect?
Wu Tian couldn't figure it out, but that didn't stop him from returning to his residence in a hurry.

Even when a charming girl among the other chores disciples approached him, he ignored her.

It was obvious that the woman had bad intentions and didn't look like a good person. He would not be blinded by lust and fall into a gentle trap.

Being in the Demon Sect, he doesn't trust anyone!
(End of this chapter)