Wizard: I can refine everything

Richard's questioning startled Kong Xiong, and the sword he had looted from the Taiyue Gate warehouse fell to the ground.

"Master, which blind man offended you? Tell me! I'll cook him right now."

Kong Xiong's answer made Richard shake his head in his heart, thinking that his subordinate was not very intelligent.

"Idiot!" Richard said coldly, "Who can offend me? Who dares to offend me. I asked you to take over the territory of other sects, how did you do it!

Chengshan City is about to be turned into a pot of porridge by our disciples!"

At this time, Kong Xiong realized that his master was talking about this aspect of the problem.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "Master, our disciples have been suppressed for so long, so let them make trouble."

He patted his chest and promised: "I promise that this year's tax burden will definitely be collected!"

Kong Xiong's promise patted his chest did not satisfy Richard. What he wanted was not the tax burden, but the people's hearts and stability.

"You idiot! Don't I know how to exploit the people?" Richard shouted, "What I want is stability! Now, go out and gather all the disciples back immediately.

You still let them make trouble? Do you know how many people will die this year if they make trouble? Do you still want to recruit disciples in Chengshan City?"

After being scolded, Kong Xiong didn't understand Richard's idea, but he still hurriedly put down the things in his hands and left the warehouse.

In the eyes of Kong Xiong and most of the wild beastmen warriors, mortals are just weeds on the ground. After being cut this year, they can still grow a crop next year.

There are many people in the wilderness who want to enter the city. Even if the people in Chengshan City die, they can get enough people from outside to fill in.

People's hearts? Can that thing be eaten as food, or can it make the sect stronger?

As long as I am willing, there are many good guys in the wilderness to join the sect.

Compared with the wild bandits, wild beasts, and various natural disasters in the wilderness, these taxes in the city are not something unbearable.

But Richard wanted more than just the survival of Banshanmen. He wanted Banshanmen to grow strong enough to serve as a banner. Only in this way could Banshanmen be qualified to be supported by wizards.

Shortly after Kong Xiong left, a melodious bell sounded in Chengshan City.

Although puzzled, the disciples of Banshanmen who heard the bell still returned to the Banshanmen headquarters.

An hour later, the disciples of Banshanmen gathered in a square at the headquarters.

Richard stood in the sky and said seriously, "I don't like nonsense, so I'll say it directly. Regarding the recovery of other sects' territories, I am very dissatisfied with your behavior.

Extortion, robbery, rape and looting, do you look like disciples of Banshanmen? If you don't know, you might think that bandits have entered the city!"

When Richard spoke, he deliberately used soul witchcraft. Under his rebuke, the warriors on the ground bowed their heads.

Although their morals were low, they were not without morals after all.

Under the effect of soul witchcraft, these tiny morals were magnified, and a sense of shame surged from their hearts.

"I won't say much. From now on, all disciples of Banshanmen must strictly follow the new version of the sect rules. No one is exempt!

If there is rape and looting again, I will cook whoever did it!"

After saying that, Richard handed a piece of paper to Kong Xiong beside him, and then waved his sleeves and left. Kong Xiong opened the paper and looked at the rules on it, his face couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Richard added a lot of items in the new version of the sect rules that should not disturb the people and should not oppress the people. Moreover, if these items are violated, they will be punished by cutting off hands, tattooing, and beheading.

"When a warrior cannot oppress those mud legs... Master is getting more and more strange after his retreat."

...

The implementation of the new version of the sect rules was very smooth. After Richard personally beheaded several disciples, all disciples of Banshanmen began to follow the sect rules.

Under the constraints of the new version of the sect rules, the riots in Chengshan City soon ended. Local tyrants in various regions also left their names here at Banshanmen, and they would find these people to pay taxes in the future.

The territory of the eleven major sects fully encompasses half of Chengshan City. Together with the small sects that surrendered, Chengshan City has almost become a one-man show for the mountain gate.

This has never happened in the history of Chengshan City.

Kong Xiong spent a week compiling the treasure houses of the eleven major sects and the disciples who surrendered.

Among them, the magic essence alone, which is called Yuanjing by the wild orcs, is as much as 50 million, not to mention various precious medicines, precious weapons, and the holy coins used for transactions.

If these are added, the assets of the eleven major sects are almost 100 million magic essences.

This is also a huge sum for a wizard academy.

"The family assets are really rich." Richard looked at the records on the list and sighed slightly.

A sect in a city can loot so many things. If it were a sect with a longer history, it would probably cost as much as a plane expedition to rob it once.

From these lists, Richard picked out some materials that were useful to Qimen, and he threw all the rest into the warehouse.

These things were useless now, and they could be put into the warehouse to establish personal image.

The big reshuffle brought about by the purge of the eleven major sects passed quickly. Under Richard's deliberate maintenance, Chengshan City did not have any trouble. The people in the city also started to live a normal life.

If nothing unexpected happens, the tax burden this year should not be so severe that people will die.

In the past, the sects were very cruel in oppressing the people, and it was common to force people to death. So as long as Richard ensured that no one died, the basic foundation of Chengshan City would be very stable.

Among a group of non-human things, anthropomorphism is also a kind of progress.

After completing the work in Chengshan City, Richard passed the news of killing the magic warrior to Wuxiang Valley.

In order to hide his strength, Richard also deliberately returned to the manor, created many traces of battle, and brainwashed those mortal servants with mind witchcraft to ensure that they would not talk nonsense.

The second week after the message was delivered, the message finally got a response.

Wuxiang Valley sent a team to escort the mask.

…

"Excuse me, where is the mask?"

In the lobby of the Banshanmen headquarters, the Wuxiang Valley disciples who came to escort the mask lined up in two rows, and the middle-aged wild beastman in the lead asked Richard.

"It's here."

Richard poured out the box that had been prepared long ago from the Qiankun gourd, and then glanced at the disciples of Wuxiang Valley without showing any expression.

Wuxiang Valley, an old sect with a history of several epochs. The sect's martial arts is called Wuxiang Holy Scripture, which is known as invisible and formless, and can be compared to hundreds of martial arts.

But in recent years, Wuxiang Valley's disciples have been somewhat lacking.

It is rumored that the martial arts of Wuxiang Valley attach great importance to the two ways of spirit and energy. Anyone who practices this martial arts needs to break not the shackles of the body, but to survive the empty heart.

Looking at the elite level of this team of disciples in front of him, either the rumors of Wuxiang Valley are false, or Wuxiang Valley attaches great importance to this mask.

The middle-aged man who led the team carefully took the box, then poured out a pill from the gourd on his waist and swallowed it into his stomach. After the medicinal properties began to take effect, the middle-aged man moved his fingers slightly and pushed the box open a small gap.

The temptation of the mask was transmitted to the middle-aged man through the small gap. After sensing this temptation, the middle-aged man immediately closed the box.

After doing all this, he bowed to Richard solemnly.

"I never thought that there would be a martial arts master like you in this small Chengshan City. It was his fate that this evil demon met the master.

But I want to ask the master a question. Has the master ever worn this mask?"

Richard frowned slightly when he heard this: "Of course not. This mask is so evil that I can't avoid it in time, how could I wear it?"

Hearing Richard's words, the middle-aged man's face moved slightly, as if he was shocked that Richard could resist the temptation of this mask.

The middle-aged man bowed again: "Master is amazing, I wonder what the master wants?"

Richard nodded slightly and said the answer he had prepared long ago.

"I want to go to the library of Wuxiang Valley to take a look."

The middle-aged man was not surprised by Richard's answer. Since Richard could kill a magic warrior alone, his strength is naturally extraordinary.

A warrior at this level will definitely seek to go further.

"Master, please wait for a day. After we have investigated the residences of these evil spirits, we will take you back to the sect."

...

In the manor where Mr. Wu lived, the disciples of Wuxiang Valley began to interrogate the servants who served Mr. Wu one by one.

Beside him, the middle-aged man who led the group looked at Mr. Wu's house in silence.

"Second Master, what are you looking at?"

A crisp voice came from behind the middle-aged man. He turned around and saw a short female disciple of Wuxiang Valley looking at him curiously.

"Nothing, I'm just wondering how the old leader of the Banshanmen killed the evil demon."

"What's there to think about?" The disciple asked in confusion, "The martial arts of these small sects are not worth imitating."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "It's not that simple. Look at the surrounding environment. Although these houses are damaged, overall, the evil demon was suppressed by the old leader throughout the whole process.

But do you know who the evil demon he killed is?"

"Who is it?"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly: "It's Binghou."

There are 120 people with masks in the Demon Sect. The titles of these 120 people are a combination of the twelve zodiac signs and the heavenly stems. And Binghou is a fierce character who ranks near the top 36 among these 120 people.

Even he dare not say that he can kill Binghou.

Not to mention that the old leader is still fighting in Binghou's lair.

Although the middle-aged man is not a Qimen person, he still knows some simple Qimen methods. The ground energy here has obviously changed, which shows that there used to be a Qimen formation here.

With the Qimen formation to completely suppress Binghou, the strength of this old master is probably more terrifying than the rumors.

"Uncle, after the interrogation, these people know nothing."

A disciple came to the middle-aged man and reported with his head down.

"Nothing?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He thought that if someone survived this time, he might be able to dig something up, but he didn't expect that there was still nothing.

"Then go back."

"What about these people?"

"What else can we do? They have been with the evil demon for so long, who knows if they have been infected by the evil demon. Kill them all, collect the ashes and bring them back to the sect for burial."

"Yes!"