ATG: My genius is almost frightening!-Chapter 190 - 189: Let Us Spread Our Lord’s Teachings!

Two streaks of light shot out from the Sun Death Sword Realm at extreme speed, tearing through the sky and leaving long trails behind them.

After receiving Yun Wuji's order, Sun Death Sword Master and Ming Peng immediately set off.

As they flew, Sun Death Sword Master turned his head slightly to the left and spoke to Ming Peng, "Senior Ming, that crazy ba... I mean, his lordship wants us to subjugate the other Nine Great Sects. What do we do if they don't obediently comply?"?"

The Nine Great Sects each had tens of thousands of years of history. They were all accustomed to being the rulers of this region. Even if two Level 10 Divine Kings went together, there was little chance they would simply accept their fate and surrender.

Staring straight ahead without glancing at him, Ming Peng spoke coldly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "If they're blind and refuse to recognize reality, we'll simply spread our lord's teachings. A few slaps will clear even the most stubborn minds."

The muscles under Sun Death Sword Master's swollen, deformed face twitched. The pain he thought had faded surged back. He fell silent, his eyes gleaming with cruelty as he stared ahead and increased his speed even further.

The anger, humiliation, and frustration he couldn't unleash in front of that terrifying bastard now seemed to have a new outlet where he could vent it all.

'This is gonna be fun,' he thought. At this moment, he sincerely hoped that all the other Great Sects would resist. That way, he would have a reason to 'convince' them.

...

The efficiency of the two old men was unexpectedly high. They actually managed to complete their task in less than four days.

In the grand hall, Yun Wuji sat on the main seat, his eyes closed as if he were dozing off.

Below, two rows of people stood nervously, not daring to make a sound, as if even the slightest noise might anger him. The elders stood stiff, their backs drenched in sweat, afraid to breathe too loudly. Their eyes occasionally flicked toward the hall's entrance, anxiously waiting for someone to arrive.

At that moment, two figures entered the hall. Without hesitation, they dropped to their knees and declared, "My lord, the task is complete. The Nine Great Sects have all... been persuaded to submit."

"Oh?" Yun Wuji opened his eyes and swept his gaze over the two kneeling men. He said, "That's earlier than I expected. Hmm, have them come in."

Perhaps because Yun Wuji had crushed them without any effort, he had underestimated their true abilities. Now that he thought about it, a Level 10 Divine King should be capable of taking on all the other sects single-handedly. With two Divine Kings working together, the task would be even easier.

Ming Peng immediately sent a sound transmission to the people waiting nervously outside.

"Greetings, Lord Jiao! Lord Jiao's might is as vast as the sea, may you reign forever!" Soon, a large group of people entered. The moment they stepped in, all of them knelt to the ground and shouted in unison, as if they had practiced this countless times before.

They were the members of the seven other sects.

Great Yin Immortal Palace.

Crying Soul Temple.

Broken Moon Temple.

Feeble Star Pavilion.

Black Fiend Sect.

Poisonous Sect.

Yaksha Demon Sect.

Although they were all gathered together, they still split into smaller groups, each led by their respective sect leaders.

From his high seat, Yun Wuji swept his gaze over the kneeling figures. Their clothes were torn, dried bloodstains marked their robes and hair, and some were missing limbs. Yet, they all maintained their kneeling posture, heads lowered and bodies trembling.

It looked as though they had endured a deeply traumatizing experience. Yun Wuji nodded inwardly and thought, 'No one can make someone suffer more than another person who has suffered the same. After all, that's how villains are born in the movies.'

Yun Wuji didn't ask them to rise. Instead, he turned to Ming Peng and the Sword Master and said, "Is this everyone?"

When they heard his question, the Sword Master's body trembled. He cautiously raised his head and said, "The... the Grand Elder of the Black Fiend Sect is dead. He dared to insult my lord, and in my anger, I failed to control my strength. I ended up slapping him to death."

"I am terribly sorry, my lord! Please punish me!" After finishing his words, he knocked his head against the ground and spoke loudly.

What he said was partly true. He had indeed lost control of his anger, but it wasn't because the Grand Elder had insulted Yun Wuji. Instead, the man had spat at him and sneered, 'We won't become dogs to someone else, like you!'

The Sword Master, already seething with rage, exploded at that moment. He slapped the man with such fury that his head burst apart.

"Well, we'll talk about your punishment later," Yun Wuji said without batting an eye. He didn't even know how many people were in these sects, he had only asked casually. Turning his attention back to the kneeling figures, he said lightly, "Rise."

The people slowly stood up. Some cautiously raised their heads, stealing glances at Yun Wuji, but most kept their heads lowered, not daring to stand straight.

"Since you chose to surrender willingly, I won't make things difficult for you," Yun Wuji said, his voice echoing through the hall. "I have only one requirement, provide me with Devil Jades and profound cores. Every week, I expect at least 80% of your supply."

Everyone stood in silence, listening to him attentively. After all, this concerned their future. When they heard his demand, many let out a sigh of relief. It seemed this man wasn't entirely unreasonable. Although what he asked for was indeed excessive, compared to what they had prepared themselves for, it was far better.

However, the sect leaders frowned upon hearing his demands. They all had to offer tributes to the East Ruins Sect. One of them, the Palace Chief of the Extreme Yin Divine Palace, cautiously raised his head and said, "My lord, it's not that we find your orders excessive, but the Nine Great Sects have an agreement with the East Ruins Sect to offer them a portion of our Devil Jades every hundred years. If we fail to do so, it may bring you trouble."

If the East Ruins Sect came to question them, it wouldn't be just Yun Wuji in trouble, they would all be dragged into it. Given the cruel nature of the Northern Divine Region, it wouldn't be surprising if they were completely wiped out and replaced by a new set of "Nine Great Sects."

"When is the next tribute due?" Yun Wuji remained silent for a moment before asking.

"Thirty years," the palace chief replied immediately.

"In that case, you don't need to worry about the East Ruins Sect. I'll deal with them myself," Yun Wuji said after hearing the time. His face showed no concern. Thirty years was a very long time, many things could happen in that span. Heck, in thirty years, this world might even be destroyed. He swept his gaze over everyone and added, "I won't interfere with how you operate normally. Everything can remain as it is. However, my only requirement is that all of you must constantly hunt beasts and collect as many profound cores as possible."

"Understood?"

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"Yes, my lord!" Everyone in the hall replied respectfully.

...

In the Snow Song Realm, at the Ice Phoenix 36th Palace.

"Haha, you lost your queen!" Mu Xiaolan's excited voice rang out in the room as she placed her chess piece down, looking at Yun Wuji with a gloating expression.

Yun Wuji shot her a contemptuous glance, which nearly made Mu Xiaolan explode with anger. He calmly moved his bishop with a smirk, "Checkmate."

Mu Xiaolan's eyes widened in disbelief as she cried out, "Nooo! You must be cheating! How can I lose?! Cheating! You're definitely cheating!"

They had played many times before, but this hateful guy had never lost a single game. Damn it!

"Xiaolan! Stop messing around!" At this moment, Mu Bingyun, who had been watching them play while sipping wine, reprimanded her.

"But master..." Mu Xiaolan shot a wronged look at her master. Before, her master had never scolded her like this, but ever since this bastard showed up, everything started to change. She turned to glare at Yun Wuji with pure hatred in her eyes. Her expression looked like that of a man whose wife and home had been taken away by another man.

"Game is game, hehe," Yun Wuji wasn't offended by her glare. Instead, he smiled and replied. He had already gotten used to this girl, and naturally, his opinion of her hadn't changed either, 'How could I lose to a dumb girl like you?'

He still believed she was the most irritating girl he had ever seen.

She was naive, stupid, loud, and meddlesome.

Individually, these traits might not have been so bad, sometimes they could even come off as cute or charming. For instance, if a man had a naive girlfriend, he might find her actions cute, even when she screws things up.

But having all these traits combined was the worst!

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