Become the Emperor of Man by starting from the Qiyun entry

Chapter 62 Formation Eye
When Chu Wujiang gave an order, the refugees were at a loss and looked at each other.

Captain Yan, who had just survived the battle, did not care about his dirty face and immediately started beating and scolding the refugees, ordering them to speed up their pace and dig out the formation.

"You unruly people, didn't you hear what the adults said?"

"Go to work quickly!"

"You're such a jerk, you won't even listen to orders."

The refugees knelt down one after another and begged:

"Sir, it's not that we don't want to dig, but if we continue digging, we will anger the ghost fairy..."

"Please show some mercy, sir. Please show some mercy."

"We don't want this money anymore."

The fire snake just now scared them.

No matter how fearless the refugees were, they would be afraid and feel grief for their fellow workers if they saw them being burned to death.

Most of these refugees were tenants who had lost their land. As the area for cultivating spiritual rice expanded, the original farmland was no longer needed, and they did not know how to grow spiritual rice, so they could only go to the city to work.

There are not many jobs in the city, most of which are porters and porters.

Most of the people living in the slums of East City live from day to day. If there is work, they can live two more days. They have no way of looking forward to the future.

Their living conditions were terrible, and they had no intention of angering the ghosts and ending up being burned to ash.

Captain Yan flew into a rage, and immediately drew his sword, shouting viciously:

"Damn ghost fairy master!"

"Those are all evil heretics. I will chop off the head of anyone who dares to believe them."

"You bastards, why don't you get to work!"

The refugees were originally trembling with fear, but when they saw Captain Yan was so ferocious, they couldn't help but panic. Some of them got up and worked in fear, while others begged for mercy.
"Master, can I withdraw?"

Captain Yan was flattering to his superiors and cruel to his subordinates. When he saw that these refugees dared to resist him, he immediately cursed:

"Whoever dares to quit will be killed by me."

"You bastards."

Captain Yan didn't care and was ready to kill the two untouchables to show his authority, but Hong Yanling couldn't stand it and shouted on the spot:
"stop!"

“No killing.”

Chu Wujiang also wanted to protect the reputation of the Chu family, so he said in a deep voice:

"Captain Yan, if they don't want to, forget it."

"If they don't do it, there are plenty of people who will."

Captain Yan quickly gave a flattering laugh:
“Lord Longcheng, please don’t blame Miss Hong. These cheap bones cannot be reasoned with. They only know knives.”

"Look, they are all up and working."

When the refugees saw the master's knife, they realized that if they didn't work, they would die here, so they quickly stood up and started digging hard.

The refugees shouted:
"Please spare my life, sir. Please spare my life. We will do the work right away."

Chu Wujiang said loudly:
"I repeat, this job is dangerous."

"For each person who died just now, the pension is 100 taels of silver, and the Changxin Chamber of Commerce will be responsible for rebuilding houses and providing shelter."

"Those who are alone and irrelevant can leave."

"The rest, get moving immediately."

Captain Yan shouted quickly:
"Did you hear that? This opportunity doesn't come around often."

"If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to find a way to work even if you want to!"

When the refugees saw Chu Wujiang's promise on the spot, and that there was no one truly alone among them, they regained their courage and worked frantically.

In a short while, Hulukou was covered with dust, shovels and hoes were working together, and the refugees were working as diligently as ants.

Hong Yanling frowned and asked:

"Lord Longcheng, the core of this ghost formation must be buried with Yin soil. The person digging it may not live long, not to mention touching the mechanism after the successful excavation..."

There is basically only one outcome for these refugees who try to dig out the core of the formation, and that is death.

Chu Wujiang understood that Miss Hong had a kind of kindness that grew up in a greenhouse, and it was inevitable that she was a little too sympathetic, so he lowered his voice so that the refugees would not hear:

"Money is life. There will always be people who will trade their lives for money. If they don't have money, they don't have life."

"And we have to buy time."

“Maybe it’s not fair, but that’s the deal.”

Hong Yanling first grasped the hilt of the sword, then let it go and said:
"Warriors will be able to dig faster, right? How long will it take these refugees to finish digging?"

Chu Wujiang took out a bottle of Qi-boosting pills and gestured:

"We just fought and consumed a lot of energy. We must replenish our energy and retain enough strength."

"It's no big deal to wait a bit."

What's more, there must be something under the ghost formation, and Chu Wujiang couldn't use his own guards as consumables. So he accepted to use refugees to dig pits, bury them and burn silver after they died, even if each person was compensated with 100 taels of silver, it was a small amount of money for the Chu family.

The money spent on any Yuantai realm warrior would be at least tens of thousands of taels.

It is impossible to treat their lives as consumables.

"I understand."

Hong Yanling was silent for a moment, then flew straight to the center of the gourd's mouth, shocking the refugees and making them lower their heads.

In the limited life of the refugees, they had never seen such a beautiful woman, so they naturally regarded her as a fairy.

And this fairy came down to earth and said something incredible:

"I'll help you dig."

"Everyone, get out of the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Yanling drew out his sword and directly released a stunning sword energy. The sword energy bypassed the refugees, penetrated into the soil, and then exploded.

The originally hard soil became loose under the bombardment of sword energy, and the earth trembled slightly.

With the addition of such a new force, the speed of digging the gourd mouth instantly increased to a higher level.

The refugees were overjoyed and shouted:
"Thank you fairy!"

Dust was flying everywhere, and the originally clean and tidy clothes were also covered with dust, but Hong Yanling didn't care at all. Instead, he continued to use sword energy to speed up the progress.

Coach Wang approached Chu Wujiang, holding his spear tightly, and whispered:

"Master, this Miss Hong can actually use sword energy at will, which is at least equivalent to a warrior of the second level of Yuan Dan or above. We must be on guard."

Chu Wujiang's face also looked a bit solemn.

When a warrior cultivates to the Yuandan realm, he can indeed release his Yuan Qi to kill the enemy from a distance, but the biggest disadvantage of releasing Yuan Qi is that it is easily dissipated and consumes a lot of energy.

Because the most difficult part of releasing the vital energy is to condense the sword energy. It requires compressing the vital energy to a certain degree before it can kill people like a sword.

For a warrior at the Nascent Soul stage, it is very difficult to emit a few sword energies.

It is rare to see someone like Hong Yanling using sword energy as explosives without blushing or breathing heavily.

It can be seen that she has real ability to be on the list of young talents.

[If the Snow Girl is included, I am not without the ability to fight. ]

[It’s just that my martial arts skills are still far from perfect. ]

Chu Wujiang quickly assessed the other party's strength and did not feel inferior. After all, the other party had been practicing for many years while he had only been practicing for a few days. It was normal that he could not compare with such a genius.

So Chu Wujiang chuckled:
"It doesn't matter."

"This Miss Hong does look like a good person. If she wants to do it, she can do it."

"We just need to step back."

"It's just right for us to explore the way."

If anything goes wrong, the Zhenhai Marquisate cannot cause trouble for us.

Thinking of this, Chu Wujiang retreated with his guards.

Sure enough, Hong Yanling soon dug to the bottom and found an iron coffin made of black iron.

The refugees were all terrified when they saw the coffin.

The deeper they dug, the heavier the negative energy in the soil became. Hong Yanling used sword energy to protect his body and the refugees around him, but it seemed a bit strenuous.

Now that the center of the formation appeared, she said in a deep voice:

"You all go away."

"I'll open it."

Upon hearing this, the refugees fled without caring about the fairy's safety.

Chu Wujiang was already far away and was preparing to retreat further.

At this moment, the old butler actually crossed most of Dragon City and heard a long roar:

"Master, evacuate immediately."

"A ghost king has been born."

Hong Tao, the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenhai, who came from the sea, was unwilling to be left behind and also let out a long whistle:
"Seventh sister, come back soon!"

But it was all too late.

There was a clang.

Hong Yanling lifted the coffin with sword energy, and seven human heads were neatly placed inside.

The venerable leader of the Wangui Sect and Xia Yu’s entire family are here.

That red-faced ghost is also her family member.

(End of this chapter)