"Thirty-two million nine hundred eighty-five thousand …"
Ling Yun's eyes lit up when he saw the merit points on Li Jiangang's communicator. "Sect Leader Li, don't worry. I'm not someone without a bottom line. I won't take everything …"
"You just need to transfer the 32,980,000 Merit Points to me. Keep the rest for your own use."
Li Jiangang's heart was bleeding. So many merit points were equivalent to 3,300 Dragon Tiger Pills. That was the wealth of the Kunlun Sword Sect. How many cultivation resources could it be exchanged for?
His hands trembled as he hesitated to transfer the money. He was still struggling internally, considering whether he should be killed by Ling Yun or let Ling Yun empty the Kunlun Sword Sect's wealth.
But this was money to buy their lives.
How much were the lives of the Shaolin Temple's Arhat Hall and the eighteen Arhats worth? How much were the lives of the twenty-five Transcendent Realm experts of Mount Longhu worth?
What was the use of cultivation resources without their lives?
"Sigh, luckily there's still Kunlun. Let's start over."
Finally, with trembling hands, Li Jiangang transferred more than thirty million merit points to Ling Yun's account.
Keep five thousand? Save it for travel expenses? Haven't they embarrassed themselves enough?
"Sigh, that's right!"
Ling Yun patted Li Jiangang's shoulder with a grin. "You're a good friend! That's how a good sect leader should look at the big picture! "
"As the saying goes, if the old doesn't go, the new won't come. I believe that the Kunlun Sword Sect will flourish under your leadership!"
"Whoosh!"
With that, Ling Yun's figure disappeared and reappeared in front of the Huashan Sword Sect leader. With one slash, he chopped off the sect leader's arms!
"Thud!"
The Huashan Sword Sect leader's communicator fell to the ground along with his arms!
"Tsk tsk!"
Ling Yun's Green Shadow Flying Sword and Yin-Yang Astral Sword appeared in front of the Kongtong Sect leader and the Emei Sect leader in the blink of an eye!
"Ugh!"
The two immediately stopped what they were doing and shuddered!
Ling Yun scanned the crowd and chuckled coldly. "All of you want to transfer the merit points away? I don't even know if I want to spare your lives, but you're protecting your money first! "
"Whoever doesn't know what's good for them will end up like the sect leader of Mount Hua Sword Faction! Also, don't think that I'll only look at the balance. Next, I'll check your transfer records. If anyone dares to transfer their merit points, no problem. The price is death! "
As the saying goes, birds die in pursuit of food and humans die in pursuit of wealth. After seeing the fate of the Kunlun Sword Sect, a few of the Sect Leaders of the Martial Arts Sects and the Patriarchs of the Ancient Martial Arts Clans were secretly transferring their merit points to the Kunlun Sword Sect.
But who was Ling Yun? Playing with Ling Yun was no different from courting death.
"Also, although there is no upper limit to the amount of money you need to buy your life, there must be a lower limit. If I think it's too little, I'm sorry, but you can use your body parts to pay for it. Even your arms and legs are fine … If you don't want to do this, hurry up and contact your relatives and friends to borrow as soon as possible. There's still time!"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Now, no one would be able to transfer their Merit Points, and they would have to borrow them from their friends!
Ye Tianshui stomped his feet in the air. "Black! This is too f * cking black! I really want to join this gang! This is a good way to get rich! "
Ye Tianshui thought to himself. F * ck, why did I open a casino all these years? It's just bullsh * t! Compared to Ling Yun, he was like a child playing house.
"Brother, you're really shameless!"
Ye Tiandou rolled his eyes at Ye Tianshui. He flew down on his sword and stayed far away from Ye Tianshui, afraid of getting beaten up.
After Ling Yun shocked those Sect Leaders of the Martial Arts Sects who thought they were smart, he flew back to Li Jiangang and smiled. "Sect Leader Li, look, I'm very fair. I definitely won't let your family suffer any losses!"
Li Jiangang had finally witnessed Ling Yun's methods. He was already numb to it. Drooping his eyelids, he asked, "Then does my Kunlun Sword Sect only need to leave behind all the belongings on us before we can leave?"
Ling Yun shook his head slightly and said to Li Jiangang, "No problem, but they still have to pay for their own lives."
"…"
Li Jiangang wanted to cry, but there was nothing he could do.
Hence, the remaining eighteen people of the Kunlun Sword Sect lined up and transferred merit points to Ling Yun. All of them were at Xiantian Realm Level Eight and above, and each of them had more than a hundred thousand merit points. All of them gave their accumulated merit points to Ling Yun.
After the Kunlun Sword Sect finished transferring all the merit points, everyone threw their weapons on the ground and removed their Hundred Treasures Pouches, placing them on the ground reluctantly.
All of them hung their heads low, feeling like they were being held captive.
"That's right, you must have the awareness of being a captive. Hand over your weapons and you won't be killed, understand?"
Ling Yun grinned and didn't forget to rub salt into their wounds. He did this on purpose, so there was no way he would say anything nice. He wanted to make everyone tremble in fear and remember it for the rest of their lives. He wanted to see if they would dare to participate in the Demon Subduing Conference again in the future.
No one spoke. They didn't even dare to get angry. Ling Yun's strength was there for all to see, and they were afraid of him. Moreover, he was a living Hades who would kill at the slightest disagreement.
When everyone from the Kunlun Sword Sect put down their weapons and Hundred Treasures Pouches, he didn't pick them up one by one. Instead, he waved his hand and stored all the weapons and Hundred Treasures Pouches into his Great Void Ring.
"Ling Yun, can we leave now?"
Li Jiangang asked awkwardly. His Natal Flying Sword had naturally been taken away by Ling Yun.
"Go ahead."
Ling Yun was very satisfied. He smiled and said, "Sect Master Li, our mountains will not change, and the rivers will flow forever. I hope you will go back and make more preparations to hold the next Demon Subduing Conference as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, Li Jiangang almost fainted again. He stomped his feet and shouted, "Disciples of the Kunlun Sword Sect, follow me!"
Everyone from the Kunlun Sword Sect left the Wind Thunder Valley quickly.
Compared to the Arhat Hall of the Shaolin Temple and the Shangqing Palace of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, at least most of the people from the Kunlun Sword Sect were spared.
"Sect Master Li, you have to thank your son, Li Kunwu, for sparing your lives today!"
After Li Jiangang led the Kunlun disciples out of the basin of the Wind Thunder Valley, Ling Yun sent these words into his ears.
Frankly speaking, Ling Yun didn't care for those merit points. The main reason why he could let these people from the Kunlun Sword Sect go so easily was because Li Kunwu had won Ling Yun's favor back then.
Hearing this, Li Jiangang, who was running at high speed, suddenly slowed down. Then, he accelerated and flew into the air, leaving the vicinity of the Wind Thunder Valley.
…
After Ling Yun looted the Kunlun Sword Sect clean and let them leave the Wind Thunder Valley, he immediately came to the front of the Emei Sect's seating area.
"I heard that the Emei Sect is similar to the Tranquil Nunnery. Both of you love to meddle in other people's business."
Ling Yun stood in front of the Emei Sect's Sect Master Xuanzhenzi. Without batting an eyelid, he put away the Yin Yang Astral Sword and asked calmly, "My Ling Family has no enmity with the Emei Sect. However, eighteen years ago, you sent a total of six disciples to attack my Ling Family. How many of them are here now? If you have the guts, come out now! "
The Emei Sect's Sect Master Xuanzhenzi was a female Taoist nun in her sixties. She said sternly, "Ling Yun, I was the one who sent those Emei disciples to attack your Ling Family. If you want to kill, kill me. Don't make things difficult for my Emei disciples!"
Ling Yun sneered and said disdainfully, "You don't have a say in how I want to take revenge. Moreover, don't try to act tough in front of me. It's meaningless. "
Then, he glared and said fiercely, "I'll only give you one chance. Your Emei Sect will transfer all the merit points to me. Then, you and those six Emei disciples will come out and accept your death!
Otherwise, I'll kill everyone in your Emei Sect! "
Xuanzhenzi was extremely indignant. She said angrily, "Ling Yun, are you being reasonable?"
Ling Yun looked at Xuanzhenzi as if he was looking at a dead dog. He said coldly, "Being reasonable? When you massacred my Ling Family and forced my parents to make an oath, did you ever think that you were being unreasonable? "
"Swoosh!"
The Man-Ruler Seal was taken out and instantly turned into a thirty-foot radius. It floated above the heads of the twenty-four people from the Emei Sect like Mount Tai, ready to fall at any time!
"The feeling of being bullied for no reason, you guys should also have a taste of this feeling!"
"I'll count to three. If you can't make a decision by then, I'll make it for you. Do you really think I care about your pathetic merit points?"
Xuanzhenzi was dumbfounded. Everyone from the Emei Sect was dumbfounded.
Ling Yun first took revenge, then collected the merit points, then the weapons, then the hundred treasures pouch. The process remained the same. However, Ling Yun was very polite to the Kunlun Sword Sect, but when it came to them, it became overbearing.
Grief? It was useless.
Anger? It was also useless.
Resistance? It was even more useless.
Accept it or die. Everything else was meaningless! In the face of absolute strength, everyone was dumbfounded.
At this moment, Ye Qingxin suddenly appeared beside Xuanzhenzi and faced Ling Yun.
"Ling Yun, the Emei Sect has some relations with Shu Mountain. Can you give me some face?"
Ling Yun looked straight at Ye Qingxin and asked very seriously, "I don't know if this face is for Shu Mountain, the Ye Family, or for you?"
Ye Qingxin secretly sighed and answered after a long time, "Give me some face."
Ling Yun immediately laughed. "Aunt, since you personally asked, of course, there's no problem. However, the premise is that the Emei Sect has to obediently do as I said just now. "
Hearing this, Ye Qingxin immediately knew that her face was no longer useful. She secretly felt a little embarrassed, thinking that if she knew this would happen, she would not have stood up.
Ling Yun's personality was really too different from his father Ling Xiao's. As long as he wanted to do something, he would not give face to anyone!
Ye Qingxin knew that it was useless to say more, so she did not speak anymore. Instead, she looked at Xuanzhenzi and let her make the decision herself.
Xuanzhenzi's body swayed, and her face alternated between red and white. After a long time, she suddenly gritted her teeth. "We admit defeat!"
For this Demon Subduing Conference, Xuanzhenzi of the Emei Sect and Priestess Miejue of the Tranquil Sect had all come out. If they all died here, it would be the same as the Emei Sect being exterminated. The thousand-year legacy of the Emei Sect would be destroyed in a day. She could not bear the consequences.
Seven deaths were better than twenty-four deaths.
Therefore, just like the Kunlun Sword Sect, everyone from the Emei Sect transferred all their merit points to Ling Yun, threw away their weapons, and opened their hundred treasures pouches.
Ling Yun sneered as he kept all the items into his Cosmos Ring.
"Kill!"
Ling Yun swung his saber. With a flash of the saber, the head of the Emei Sect, Xuanzhenzi, and the six disciples of the Emei Sect all fell to the ground!
Just like that, Ling Yun was not afraid of trouble at all. Starting from the Kunlun Sword Sect, he went to the Emei Sect, the Kongtong Sect, the Huashan Sword Sect, and a few other ancient martial arts families … He did not let any of his enemies go.
First, he collected the merit points, then the weapons, pills, and hundred treasures pouches. Finally, he killed the main culprit who attacked the Ling Family that year.
Of course, the main purpose of all this was to avenge the Ling Family and his parents. Ling Yun did not really care about the merit points, weapons, and other spoils of war. He merely collected some interest.
From the moment Ling Yun went to the Kunlun Sword Sect, Mo Wudao could not be bothered with collecting the spoils of war. He followed Ling Yun all the way and recorded the entire process.
After the Shaolin Temple, Mount Longhu, the Tranquil Sect, and the two families that were annihilated in the battle, there were only five sects and three families left. In the end, Ling Yun killed forty-four of them and obtained more than 120 million merit points, more than a hundred weapons, and more than a hundred hundred treasures pouches.
Ling Yun had said before that he would make those enemies pay a hundredfold for the hatred and humiliation that Ling Xiao and Yin Qingxuan suffered eighteen years ago. And he did it!
After Ling Yun took his revenge, no matter which sect or ancient martial arts family left the Wind Thunder Valley, he did not forget to seriously remind them that he hoped they would go back and work hard to participate in the next Demon Subduing Conference as soon as possible.
The result was that in the next hundred years, no one in the entire Huaxia ancient martial arts world would dare to mention the words "Demon Subduing" again!
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