Yes, he was unlucky.
After Ji Zichang, Li Chengcai, and Luo Yuanfang's inhuman identities were confirmed, Zhao Qingzhou's identity as the only human was undoubtedly much more awkward.
Not only was he scared witless by Yang Fan, but he would also be labeled as someone who had been bewitched by a mutant or a demon. Even if he did not die, he would be subjected to various investigations by his own race or the City Governor's Office.
In the words of Ji Laoer and the others, this stupid child would rather die than live.
Zhao Qingzhou obviously realized this as well.
He saw his friend, who had just joined him in denouncing Yang Fan, turn into a headless corpse in the next second. He didn't even have a f * cking human identity.
One mutant and two demon spirits. Wasn't this a scam?
"I … f * ck your ancestors! Ji Zichang, you've f * cking scammed your father! "
Zhao Qingzhou roared in his heart, and the expression on his face was as miserable as it could be, as sorrowful as it could be.
Although his performance just now was a little cowardly, it was also because he was too agitated. It was human nature. Even if he would be despised and looked down on, he would not lose his sense of righteousness.
But now …
His companions had all become Inhumans and spies, and he was now sitting on the opposite side of the human race. His image had completely collapsed, wasn't it?
Even if he knew that he was innocent and that he had never betrayed the human race, so what? Who would believe him if he said it?
Not to mention others, even the old ancestor of the Zhao Family could kill him with one slap. Would you believe it?
"It's over. It's all over!
"I, Zhao Qingzhou, who had been smart all my life, never thought that I would be scammed by three demon brats in the end! It's f * cking not worth it! "
Zhao Qingzhou sat on the ground, paralyzed. There was no trace of joy in his eyes after surviving a disaster. Instead, it was dead. Waves of despair spread throughout his body and sea of consciousness.
If not for the fact that he could not bear to kill himself, he would have killed himself long ago after Ji Zichang and the other two exposed their identities.
"Alright, the three pieces of trash have been cleaned up. Let's get down to business."
Yang Fan clapped his hands and spoke again, drawing everyone's attention to him.
"As I said earlier, I, Yang Fan, have never been a petty person, let alone deliberately make things difficult for someone over a small matter."
"Yes, unless that person isn't of our race."
When they heard Yang Fan say that he wasn't a person who didn't get angry, everyone present couldn't help but shiver. They were a little allergic.
"The sect that I established is called the Demon Extermination Sect. You should be able to guess a thing or two from the name. The sect's purpose is to exterminate all Demon Clans in the world."
"In other words, the purpose of the Demon Extermination Sect's existence is to hunt down and exterminate the Demon Race. Since everyone wants to join the Demon Extermination Sect, it's best to be mentally prepared. Once you join the sect, it means that you will have to face endless slaughter. If anyone came here with the mentality of wasting their time and gaining benefits, please leave now."
As soon as Yang Fan's voice fell, more than half of the Emperors from these aristocratic families changed their expressions.
Gu Yang, Sima Xuefeng, and Mei Cailan, who were sitting in front of Yang Fan, felt their blood boil as they listened. They couldn't agree more, and their impression of Yang Fan soared.
This was the biggest difference between the Pro-War Faction and the Defender Faction. The Pro-War Faction emphasized killing, advocating killing to stop killing, and killing to save the world.
On the other hand, the Defender Faction advocated peace and was content with the status quo. They even hoped that they could "peacefully" coexist with the Demon Race forever.
Obviously, almost all the Emperors from these aristocratic families belonged to the Defender Faction. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been in seclusion for decades, completely ignoring the threat of the Demon Race outside the city.
"Now, I'll give you another chance to choose."
Yang Fan's gaze swept across the faces of Ji Lao 'er, Li Guanying, Zhao Congshuang, Luo Jiangnan, and the others.
He said calmly, "Those who don't agree with the viewpoint of the Demon Extermination Sect and don't want to be Yang Fan's disciple, can leave now."
Whoosh!
The living room was silent.
No one spoke, and no one was willing to leave.
What a joke! Of the four people who had just clamored to leave, three were dead, and one was still sitting in a pool of urine, not daring to stand up. He was completely crippled.
How could they know if Yang Fan was deliberately setting a trap for them to fall into?
Moreover, when they came, the Ancestor had already given them a death order. They could either become his disciple or get lost. Even if they wanted to leave, they didn't have the guts!
"What's wrong? No one wants to leave on their own accord?"
"It seems that everyone quite agrees with the Demon Extermination Sect's founding principle!"
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up, and an extremely kind smile instantly appeared on his face.
Just now, when he asked these people to leave on their own accord, he was just casually saying it for those who were watching.
With so many high-quality smurfs in front of him, there was no way Yang Fan would let them go so easily.
To be honest, Yang Fan didn't care at all whether they were willing to take the initiative to hunt Demon Beasts or not. As long as they were under his tutelage, Yang Fan had plenty of ways to make them devour Demon Beasts as if they were their own lives.
Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he could exchange Beast Souls for Soul Refining Pills was enough to guarantee that these Sovereigns from aristocratic families would voluntarily think of ways to hunt Demon Beasts of a similar level to them.
"Since no one wants to leave, and each of you is so sincere, I can't keep you at arm's length. Why don't I give you a chance to enter my tutelage?"
Yang Fan looked at the dozen or so peak Sovereigns in front of him with a warm smile, waved at them, and said, "If you don't have any objections, let's start now. One by one, introduce yourselves first, and let me check your aptitudes!"
No matter how thirsty they were, they couldn't act like hooligans, right? They still had to go through the necessary procedures. After all, there were so many big shots secretly watching them, so they couldn't act too casually.
Of course, the most important thing was that Yang Fan wanted to use this chance to check on these people's aptitudes to max out their favorable impression points first. Otherwise, wouldn't the 30 or 50 points of favorable impression points awarded by the system when he took them in as his disciple be wasted?
"I'll go first!"
Ji Laoer was the first to stand up. He took two light steps forward until he was two meters away from Yang Fan. He cupped his hands at Yang Fan and said, "My name is Ji Lianghuai, from the capital's Ji Clan. I sincerely want to be your disciple. Please check me!"
His posture was very low, and his words were pleasing to the ear. He was full of sincerity.
Yang Fan nodded in satisfaction and said openly, "Remove all the defensive power on your body. Don't resist!"
After saying that, Yang Fan directly swept his mental power toward Ji Laoer, and at the same time, he used the Charm skill.
"You used the Charm skill on peak Martial Emperor Ji Lianghuai. Charm failed. Ji Lianghuai sensed it and didn't care. Mental Power + 5, Willpower + 5, Skill Proficiency + 10."
"You used the Charm skill on peak Martial Emperor Ji Lianghuai. 36% chance of successfully triggering. Charm succeeded. Ji Lianghuai's favorability toward you greatly increased. Mental Power + 5, Willpower + 5, Skill Proficiency + 10."
"…"
"You used the Charm skill on peak Martial Emperor Ji Lianghuai. Charm succeeded. Ji Lianghuai's favorability toward you greatly increased. His feelings of closeness are overflowing. His love for you is deep in his bones. Loyalty is deeply embedded in his soul. The relationship between the two sides has reached the peak of friendliness. Mental Power + 5, Willpower + 5, Skill Proficiency + 10. "
Success.
After only one failure, the second time was a success.
Yang Fan was extremely satisfied. He knew that as his mental power and Soul Power increased, even peak Martial Emperors would find it more and more difficult to resist his Charm skill.
After quickly turning Ji Lianghuai into one of his own, Yang Fan gestured for him to stand aside and began to beckon to the next Martial Emperor.
"You used the Charm skill on peak Martial Emperor Ji Tiancheng. Charm failed. Ji Tiancheng sensed it and didn't care …"
"You used the Charm skill on peak Martial Emperor Li Chengyu. Charm succeeded. Li Chengyu's favorability toward you greatly increased …"
Soon, the fourteen peak Martial Emperors standing in the hall all passed Yang Fan's test. They stood aside respectfully, waiting for Yang Fan to announce the final test results. They were no longer as unconvinced and arrogant as when they first arrived.
Yang Fan glanced at them with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to Zhao Qingzhou, who was still sitting on the ground in a daze, and softly said,
"Zhao Qingzhou, it's your turn!"
Zhao Qingzhou's body shook, and he looked up at Yang Fan in disbelief.
What does this mean? Does Yang Fan want to accept me as a disciple?
But how is this possible? I clearly offended Yang Fan so much just now that I almost spat on Yang Fan. How could Yang Fan accept me again?
Gu Yang, Sima Xuefeng, and the others also looked sideways, impressed by Yang Fan's amazing magnanimity of repaying evil with good.
What they didn't know was that Yang Fan just didn't want to waste such an excellent smurf and wanted to have another employee who could help him cultivate and earn experience.
As for Zhao Qingzhou's character and virtue, after he became a disciple and entered the sect, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted with Zhao Qingzhou's character and virtue?
"What, you don't want to be my disciple?"
Seeing that Zhao Qingzhou was still sitting on the ground without responding, Yang Fan frowned and asked softly with some displeasure.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm very willing!"
Only then did Zhao Qingzhou react. He got up from the bloodstains of the three corpses and nodded like he was pounding garlic. He was afraid that he would be kicked out of the door by Yang Fan if he recovered a little slower.
This was definitely his last chance, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a life-saving straw.
If he didn't seize this opportunity and successfully become Yang Fan's disciple, he was afraid that as soon as he went out, his cultivation would be destroyed by the Old Ancestor, and he would be directly expelled from the Zhao Family, or even from the capital!
Yang Fan was repaying evil with good, this was saving him!
At the same time that he got up, Zhao Qingzhou's eyes were red, and he was moved to tears!
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