Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 446 - 349 Teaching and Educating, Unwelcome Guests Visit

In the courtyard, the willows swayed gently, and Spirit Flowers bloomed like brocade.

Meng Yu sat in front of the flower pond, explaining to everyone the cultivation secrets of the Blood River Divine Sword, Blood Shadow Divine Skill, and even the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber.

These three cultivation techniques were not the most superior in the beginning. Their true power lay in the ability to unite intention, spirit, and technique into one, intertwining them so that when the power of qi and blood was utilized, it produced incredibly magical effects.

Simply put, some could use the Shaolin Arhat Fist, Wudang Eternal Fist, or any other to defeat all opponents across the world—not because the techniques were powerful, but because the individual was powerful.

Every cultivation technique, when created, had an ultimate aim, a way, and the ambition to be unbeatable across the world.

Now, Meng Yu was explaining the essence of these three techniques from the Blood God Sect, and he was even making subtle adjustments based on everyone's different physical conditions.

Do not underestimate the authentic Arhat Fist, Wudang Eternal Fist, and so on. A Great Grandmaster's explanation, profound in its simplicity, was enough for everyone to benefit from for a lifetime.

Was Meng Yu a Great Grandmaster?

Who could say he wasn't, when he had successfully cultivated the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber?

"You are all outstanding individuals."

After explaining once, Meng Yu solemnly added this line.

Meng Yu always remembered when he first came to this new world, the pale and young face he had seen in the mirror.

If someone had reached out to him at that time... he might just have needed one warm word to not have taken his own life!

Instead, he could have been reborn into a family, big or small, with siblings and parents aplenty.

Damn it!

"Your current lives are not because you aren't trying hard."

Those capable of Cultivation were all beautiful, and these women, if placed on Azure Star, would each be superstars adored by thousands, many of whom normally fear accidents or even disguise their appearance.

But now, they had become the defeated in life, the failures in reality, and the repeated setbacks gave them a strong sense of inferiority.

However, in reality, those able to cultivate were individuals with exceptional talent. How many people could memorize middle and high school textbooks? These people had not only memorized volumes of thick books but also mastered numerous kinds of knowledge, applying them in countless life and death battles.

It was just insufficient Spirit Roots, the lack of a good mentor, just bad luck...

But these maids and guards, placed in the Blood God Sect, were truly True Seeds! Their Divine Souls had been polished crystal clear!

"The cultivation techniques I impart to you don't require much in terms of aptitude or Spirit Roots. This is a cultivation method where greatness comes later. Keep cultivating, and among so many of you, sooner or later there will be several who become Golden Core Masters. If you don't understand something, come and ask me..."

Meng Yu wanted to say more when suddenly he felt a teardrop fall into his palm. A maid behind him suddenly reached out and hugged his shoulders.

That Loose Cultivator suddenly began to cry out loud.

She had practiced Qi Cultivation and martial arts, endured all kinds of hardships and injuries for a sliver of chance, and when her limbs were cut off in battle, she was grateful for just learning one Sword Technique. She had bluntly told Meng Yu when he saved her, "I sell this life to you."

But now... she was crying so sorrowfully.

To win hearts, some catered specifically to those around them, others treated everyone equally; ordinary food was a treat in itself.

Her tears dripped steadily onto the top of Meng Yu's head, a very strange sensation.

Although her chest was large and enveloped the back of Meng Yu's head, and even though it felt nice to be held by something so firm and yet pliant...

She was crying.

Meng Yu remembered more about her.

She was a very average disciple of a small sect, practiced ordinary cultivation techniques and swordsmanship, and following her master's advice, "suffer more now and remain ordinary for greater rewards later," tolled away for forty-two years. Then, someone took her savings and equipment and crippled her limbs.

Many more around her were crying.

"Stop crying, it's not good."

Meng Yu said, and they immediately stopped, not because their crying was fake, but because it was a command from Meng Yu!

Meng Yu dared say, if he gave the order, they would absolutely obey!

These people were all wounded.

When life's fierce storms and battles cut them down, erased all their pride, and left them crawling in the mud awaiting redemption, losing family, who wouldn't have mental issues that needed support?

They even thought of themselves as trash.

But now, through certain means and what they witnessed in reality, they naturally came to see Meng Yu as the most trustworthy, dependable, and obedient figure.

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This damned world!

"Continue to diligently cultivate these techniques."

He sighed, "Those who succeed in cultivation will be rewarded."

...

Today, another group arrived at the Sleepless City.

The mark of the Myriad Gold Pavilion was on the Flying Boat. Three Golden Core Masters descended from the sky, led by Master Huo as an envoy from the Myriad Gold Pavilion, coming to negotiate with Meng Yu.

Master Huo's face did not look good.

In this dangerous world, to manage cross-border and cross-sect trading, represented a top-tier force, which was why the Myriad Gold Pavilion had such audacity in Western Wastes, even fortuitously being involved in the downfall of the Moon-Watching Sect.