Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Chapter 127 Mount Tai Looming, An Unwelcome Guest at the Door

Great Wu, Qingfeng Gate.

Meng Yu lay leisurely on the spirit stone-paved ground, even rolling around a bit.

This cultivation Quiet Room, covered with spirit stones, was bought by him spending millions of taels of silver, plus a basic Spirit Gathering Array, filled the room with dense Spiritual Energy, and the effect was very good, completely suitable for himself.

Ah, it's so comfortable to sleep on the spirit stones, he wished life could go on like this.

The matter with the Immortal Sect is almost settled.

Due to its large size, Star Industrial won't go bankrupt immediately, but in reality, it's already done for. Suspension of its stock was just the beginning; now various big shots are moving in to carve up the carcass. Once they're done with Star Industrial, it'll naturally be finished.

With the changes in Star Industrial's high-level personnel, members of the Wang Family, for embezzling company assets, misappropriation of funds, and a dozen other crimes, have been sent to court. This even includes Wang Youcai, whose female secretary accused him of... He's now in a detention center, waiting for legal punishment.

This is the 'thank you' from the big shots who benefited from the demise of Star Industrial to Meng Yu. Once they've had their fill, they will surely provide Meng Yu with a better settlement.

Although they've never met in person, sometimes, many things don't need to be said aloud; everyone knows what to do, especially since Meng Yu has a sword in hand and not the best of reputations.

Even though they are Golden Core Nascent Souls, Meng Yu is now able to sit on an equal footing with many of them.

It's just uncertain whether the Wang Family will face a great fire or a plane crash... But watching Wang Youcai's despair in the Memory Stone is far more enjoyable than any thriller.

He was cursing Meng Yu desperately, the once high and mighty now wishing for mutual destruction with Meng Yu. But Meng Yu didn't even deign to meet him, easily bringing him low amidst all the tumult.

And what about Zhao Chongyang and Zhao Yuxuan?

Zhao Chongyang didn't dare to meet Meng Yu's challenge; just for this, Meng Yu dared to say he must be fuming with rage, feeling all sorts of discomfort. As for Zhao Yuxuan, why rush?

Meng Yu wouldn't bother to go to Zhao Yuxuan's planet to seek him out; surely there would be traps waiting for him there. I'm not an idiot; I'd rather take a picture with a pig!

I'd rather kill a pig than you!

You're not even as good as a pig!

Hahaha, Zhao Chongyang, Zhao the Immortal, is also a pig!

Rolling on the spirit stone floor once more, Meng Yu lay there contentedly.

Next, he should consider Foundation Establishment. Having robbed the Immortal Sect, he shouldn't be lacking in resources needed before Golden Core.

Experience tales with empire

His opportunity for Foundation Establishment might just come when he claims kingship in Great Wu. If he could get a tenfold opportunity, then choose a high-grade Cultivation Technique, everything will fall into place when the time comes.

Earth, Fire, Water, Wind – will it be earth or water?

Then, take another look whether there's a chance for a tenfold or hundredfold increase. Perhaps Meng Yu's next move that shocks the Immortal Sect won't take too long to arrive.

Even if there's no tenfold or hundredfold increase, he could stay in Great Wu for a few decades, then return to the Immortal Sect to show off.

Everyone might think he's lying low, and then, a month later, Meng Yu pops out to tell everyone at the Immortal Sect, "I've achieved Foundation Establishment."

Of course, countless assassins would come after him, so then he'd flee.

After another three months, he'd sneak out again, take down a foe, and let everyone know, "I'm at the Mid-Foundation Establishment now."

Those people would surely be shocked, very shocked! They'd wonder how Meng Yu cultivated so quickly?

In another three months, aaaah, why did it take me less than three months to reach the Pinnacle of Foundation Establishment? Eh, Golden Core is within sight?

Or maybe he'd wait until Mirror Twelve is shot. After attending a funeral in a Second-Order World, he can then comfortably go on a robbing spree.

Robbing is fun for a moment, perpetual robbery is endlessly fun. The resources of a Second-Order World are richer, far more valuable than those of a First-Grade World, with many usable by those in the Golden Core Stage. By then, at the Pinnacle of Foundation Establishment, he'd be able to do whatever he wanted.

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He'd go on a looting spree for a good ten or eight years, all the while telling everyone, "Oh my, I'm not in a hurry. This time, I won't rush my Foundation Establishment like before. My cultivation has advanced so quickly, now I'm stopping to wait for you all."

"Fellow students, keep it up. How about we achieve Golden Core together?"

Even better, Meng Yu could give another interview.

"Dear viewers, greetings from Immortal Sect. I feel a deep sense of guilt for reaching Foundation Establishment Great Perfection within a year. Of course, I'm also deeply sorry for the series of robberies that occurred within the borders of Immortal Sect. Please don't chase me down. Once I form my Core, I'll go abroad to start a business and will no longer trouble this side of Immortal Sect, alright?"

He believed that by that time, Immortal Sect would definitely pinch its nose and reconcile with him. After all, if Meng Yu formed his Core, then in a few years' time he would reach the Peak of Golden Core. What would happen then if he resumed his robberies?

Some thoughts were simply too exciting to contemplate.

Even more thrilling than thrilling tales.

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After staying in the Quiet Room for a day, Meng Yu went out for a stroll.

Before he knew it, more than three years had passed.

Since the day he burned Young Master Yu and the others, Meng Yu had settled down in Qingfeng Gate to focus on farming.

Meng Yu did not show too much strength, even during the battle with Zhou Royal Mansion, he displayed only power equivalent to the second or third layer of Qi Cultivation. While impressive, it wasn't overwhelming, making those higher up think he was strong but not invincible and could be taken out if they went all out.

There were two reasons why he did this.

First, for the sake of Qingfeng Gate.

Hardship is the best way to shape an organization. If Meng Yu didn't exhibit supreme battle power, his subordinates would have to work harder and become stronger, instead of every Tom, Dick, and Harry trying to worm their way into Qingfeng Gate, exploiting Meng Yu's name for their own nefarious deeds and causing a host of troubles.

He wanted to be a king, but he also wanted to do it gracefully. Hardships could forge a strong team, and dangers could prompt those with ideals to step forward.

Second, Meng Yu didn't want to stick his neck out, preferring to get a clear understanding of Great Wu's strength first.

Back then, he still hadn't figured out the higher world, so there was no need to show off too much, that way, even if someone higher up wanted to deal with him, they would at most send three or four at the Peak of Qi Cultivation to handle him at his third layer of Qi Cultivation. Then he would see who would be truly surprised.

Third, was Great Wu's number one expert, Su Qingqing…

Never mind, Meng Yu didn't want to mention that woman. In any case, what Meng Yu needed to do was to lay low.

"Greetings, My Lord."

As Meng Yu walked along, those who saw him paid their respects. Some recognized him personally, while most recognized the clothes he wore.

It was a bright red robe, adorned with several white cranes and swirling flames. This was Fiery Young Master's Fiery Battle Robe, his trademark.

Even though it was flamboyant, it was also very noticeable.

Even the farmers in the fields would respectfully bow their heads when they saw Meng Yu, for he was a genuinely good person.

Thousands had come to live on Meng Yu's land, but they had never heard of such a benevolent superior.

Perhaps Divine Martial King's national advisor, Su Qingqing, was another—though that woman was a free spirit who rarely made public appearances.

After wandering around for a day, Meng Yu returned to the headquarters, when Wang Fugui came in and delivered some bad news.

The Divine Martial King's army, on its return from quelling a rebellion in Jiangnan, had taken a big detour. It was passing through where Meng Yu resided, with an intimidating presence that boded ill.

"Ah?"

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