"Is this even possible?"
Yang Shengwu's head was spinning, seemingly shocked by Jia Ren's suggestion.
Could a human have really come up with such a plan?
It was audacious to the extreme!
Wasn't he afraid of being found out?
A wave of inexplicable excitement surged within Yang Shengwu.
Secretly controlling a Blood Demon Sect stronghold... indeed, it was an exhilarating prospect.
The resources and benefits to be had were astonishing, and my strength would grow faster, granting me the power to seek revenge on the Five Elements Sect.
But what if I refuse?
The news of the death of the four Foundation Building Demon Cultivators would leak, and Jia Ren and I would be hunted by the Blood Demon Sect.
Jia Ren is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, protected by a master in the Golden Core Stage—his safety is assured.
But what about me?
How long could I survive being hunted by the Blood Demon Sect?
Facing a life of fleeing and evasion, would my cultivation level ever improve?
Without cultivation resources and Foundation Establishment Pills, I would never achieve Foundation Establishment.
As long as I help take control of the Blood Demon Sect, Jia Ren, who is always generous, will surely help me refine Foundation Establishment Pills.
The fear of being sought out by the Demon Cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect is the same in either case.
When comparing the two, it's like heaven and hell—the better choice is clear.
"Let's go with Brother Jia's plan!"
Jia Ren had limited knowledge of the Blood Demon Sect stronghold, and without assistance, managing it alone would be too strenuous.
With Yang Shengwu to share the burden, the situation would be much better.
"Provide me with all the details about this place."
Jia Ren obtained detailed information about the location from Yang Shengwu.
This was one of many Blood Demon Sect strongholds. In order to prevent annihilation by the combined forces of other powers, they were scattered over a wide area, with the nearest one thousands of miles away.
There were more than two hundred Demon Cultivators stationed here, with many at the Mid Stage of Qi Refinement and a considerable number at the Late Stage of Qi Refinement.
Their combat power was formidable. If they could be turned to our own use, they would indeed be a substantial asset.
"I'm afraid I can't control so many Demon Cultivators; many have been around longer than me, with higher cultivation levels..."
"The disappearance of the four Foundation Establishment Cultivators will surely lead to considerable turmoil."
Yang Shengwu's sudden rise in status would make it difficult for others to accept him.
Jia Ren shook his head and chuckled lightly, "Everyone in the world is drawn by profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for gain."
"Demon Cultivators prioritize their own interests; you're not the only one here yearning for Foundation Establishment Pills."
"Foundation Establishment Pills are the leverage that will make them obedient."
Jia Ren wasn't being altruistic, planning to refine a large number of Foundation Establishment Pills only to generously give them away to outsiders.
Instead, he would refine Foundation Establishment Pills and dangle them like a carrot on a stick—seemingly within reach, yet ultimately unattainable.
Numerous Demon Cultivators would strive and compete, all for a chance to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.
To establish the rules initially, he would still need to release a few Foundation Establishment Pills.
The Foundation Establishment Pills would fully motivate them, ensuring they worked tirelessly day in and day out...
As a qualified investor, Jia Ren had a crystal-clear understanding of how to manipulate capital.
Armed with schemes from his past life, he had countless ways to make the Demon Cultivators compete against each other.
"My avatar will be disguised as a Foundation Building Demon Cultivator to assist you with management; it shouldn't be a problem."
"You'll have to be cautious in the Blood Demon Sect; don't speak out of turn. If anything goes awry, I can't save you."
The success of the plan depended not only on Jia Ren's essential acting skills but also largely on Yang Shengwu.
Jia Ren only wanted to be a hands-off manager, not involved in every detail.
If Yang Shengwu remains as irrational as before, it would be better for me to make an early escape.
"To solidify your position, the key is to divide and charm."
"You need to win over a group of Demon Cultivators, provide them with resources, and build up your own faction to avoid fighting alone within the Blood Demon Sect."
"And suppress a group of troublemakers to enhance your 'organization's' distinctiveness and prestige."
With the backing of 'four' Foundation Building Demon Cultivators, your own power, and Foundation Establishment Pills dangled like a carrot, you won't have to fear unruly Demon Cultivators disobeying.
"How do you know so much?"
Yang Shengwu looked at Jia Ren with an odd expression. We are both Loose Cultivators, yet why is there such a difference in our thinking?
Before implementing the plan, Jia Ren wanted to check if there was anything of use among the belongings of the four deceased Foundation Building Demon Cultivators.
In total, he obtained four Hundred Directions Storage Bags. They didn't contain many low-grade materials; instead, they held only the most valuable items.
Combined, the storage bags contained five hundred sixty-two Medium-grade Spirit Stones and 48,766 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
The lowest quality Magic Artifacts were High-Grade. In total, there were thirty-two High-Grade Magic Artifacts and eleven Top-Grade Magical Instruments.
There were quite a few Talismans and Elixirs, mostly of average quality.
The Elixirs weren't the commonly seen ones; he only recognized the Fasting Pills, Resurrection Pills, and Purifying Spirit Pills, while the other pills were unknown Demonic Elixirs used by Demon Cultivators.
Beyond that, there was a dazzling array of various Demonic Blood and Demonic Beast Materials, along with a significant number of Spiritual Medicines over a hundred years old.
Jia Ren's eyes lit up with pleasant surprise when they landed on the Spiritual Medicines used for refining Foundation Establishment Pills.
There was a considerable amount—it must have been pillaged from a branch of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Sects, unlike Loose Cultivators, didn't fight alone and thus seized ample resources.
The problem was that one couldn't monopolize these resources. If the leader ate meat, the subordinates had to at least get some soup.
Lower-value Magic Artifacts, Talismans, and Elixirs were gradually given out as rewards, so eventually, he had no low-grade items left.
Only the Spirit Stones and Spiritual Medicines were suitable for his own use, as most of the Magic Artifacts and Elixirs had distinct Demon Sect characteristics, making them unsuitable for him.
These could be used to reward subordinates and win their loyalty.
He casually tossed Yang Shengwu a few Magic Artifacts and Demonic Elixirs suitable for Demon Cultivators, letting him handle them.
Jia Ren's appearance and aura shifted. Within moments, he had transformed into one of the Foundation Building Demon Cultivators who had just died at his hands.
The two of them hurried towards the Blood Demon Sect's stronghold, one following the other.
"Greetings, Elder Ying!"
Outside the stronghold, the occasional figures of night patrol Demon Cultivators could be seen. Upon seeing Jia Ren, they all bowed in salute.
Jia Ren nodded faintly, then stopped and turned to the guards. Imitating the tone of the Demon Cultivator he was impersonating, he said, "Go and gather everyone. I have important matters to announce."
"Elder Ying, I'll take care of it right away."
The Demon Cultivator hurried off.
The Blood Demon Sect's stronghold was brightly lit.
Demon Cultivators who were cultivating or in seclusion all emerged and gathered within the stronghold.
Some looked uneasy, while others appeared exhilarated, buzzing with anticipation.
Is something big happening?
Could it be...
Are we going to attack another small sect again?
Many belligerent members were rubbing their hands together, eager to fight, pillage, and wreak havoc.
The Blood Demon Sect was not skilled in farming or cultivating medicinal herbs. They knew nothing about the Four Arts of Cultivation.
They couldn't be self-sufficient in resources and had to acquire them externally.
The best method was pillaging—an immensely profitable venture.
Attacking other sects was certainly perilous, but it was the fastest way to obtain resources.
Cultivators willing to join the Demon Cultivators were seldom the type to prefer a stable life.
"All 243 Demon Cultivators from the stronghold have been gathered."
Jia Ren's gaze turned cold as he swiftly scanned their faces.
"The number of new Foundation Establishment cultivators is critical to the Blood Demon Sect's prosperity. To ensure you all have Foundation Establishment Pills, the other three Elders personally traveled thousands of miles to procure them. Do not disappoint the sect!"
His words concisely explained the absence of the other three Foundation Establishment Cultivators. The term "Foundation Establishment Pill" itself seemed to possess a strange allure, making them subconsciously overlook the departure of the three Elders.
"Really? Are we going to get Foundation Establishment Pills too?!"
"Elder Ying, how many will there be? Why not capture this Alchemist and bring him to our stronghold?"
"You fool! The one refining Foundation Establishment Pills must be an Alchemy Master. Cultivating an Alchemy Master requires the resources of a Great Sect. It's not so easy to abduct one."
"Silence, all of you fools!" Jia Ren's voice thundered, carrying some characteristics of the Sound Seizing Demon Mosquito.
The demonic sound pierced their ears, freezing the Demon Cultivators' fervor. They stood with blank stares, their faces deathly pale.
"It's not easy to commission someone to refine Foundation Establishment Pills. The Alchemist is a False Core Cultivator. The three Elders expended a great deal of Spiritual Medicine just to establish a good rapport."
"You are to collect large quantities of aged, rare Spiritual Medicine. The more you gather, the more Foundation Establishment Pills can be refined."
"For the next month, you must do your utmost to collect Spiritual Medicine. Whoever submits the most valuable and largest quantity of rare Spiritual Medicine will receive priority for the Foundation Establishment Pills."
"Those who don't receive one this time need not worry. Spiritual Medicine can be exchanged for special Blood Demon Sect contribution points. More Foundation Establishment Pills will be delivered later, and priority for those will be based on your accumulated contribution points."
Jia Ren finally revealed his true intentions.
You will all desperately scramble, collecting as much Spiritual Medicine for me as possible. The more, the better.
The Demon Cultivator who managed to claim first place wouldn't dare to stop, as others would still be desperately trying to catch up. If you slacked off even for a moment, you'd be surpassed in minutes.
Under this frenzied internal competition, there was no fear they wouldn't strive with all their might.
Slack off?
Then they could give up all hope of obtaining a Foundation Establishment Pill in this lifetime.
The more Spiritual Medicine the Demon Cultivators collect, the richer I become.
And just like that, I'll have over two hundred unpaid laborers.
Without offering some tangible benefits and a glimmer of hope, relying solely on exploitation would make the Demon Cultivators easily give up and stop working.
Besides long-term incentives, their short-term needs also had to be met.
"Those not pursuing Foundation Establishment Pills can exchange their Blood Demon Sect special contribution points for Magic Artifacts, Spirit Stones, Elixirs, and Talismans."
Jia Ren had hoarded a large amount of Monster Beast Meat, Demon Beast Blood, unused Talismans, Elixirs, and Magic Artifacts. Now, they finally had a use.
What he considered junk was, for these weaker Demon Cultivators, an extremely precious cultivation resource.
"Will there really be Foundation Establishment Pills in a month?"
Many Demon Cultivators' eyes turned red, burning with excitement and fervor.
Demon Cultivators face even greater difficulty in achieving Foundation Establishment; this is the price for their rapid, often unorthodox, advancement.
Without the aid of Foundation Establishment Pills, their success rate is abysmally low.
When Demon Cultivators pillaged other sects, they also hoped to seize Foundation Establishment Pills.
However, Foundation Establishment Pills are rarities. Such treasures are typically consumed immediately upon acquisition and wouldn't be left lying around for Demon Cultivators to plunder.
The Main Blood Demon Sect did have methods to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills. Every ten years, they would distribute one or two to each major stronghold.
Each time this occurred, the Demon Cultivators would fight fiercely amongst themselves for them.
Now that an additional channel to obtain them had appeared, how could they not compete?
Compared to their previous life-and-death struggles, gathering Spiritual Medicine seemed almost trivial.
"Yang Shengwu is hereby appointed as supervisor, responsible for tallying Spiritual Medicine and recording sect contributions."
"Anyone who dares to kill fellow sect disciples while scrambling for Spiritual Medicine will be executed without mercy!"
As he finished, Jia Ren used his demonic voice to issue a final, stern warning.
Every Demon Cultivator is potential free labor working for me; I don't want to lose a single one.
Demon Cultivators are not known for being disciplined; some will certainly resort to underhanded methods.
Such Demon Cultivators are like rat droppings in soup; if not eliminated, they will undoubtedly ruin my plans.
If they do it covertly, that's fine. But if I discover any, I won't hesitate to make an example out of them to warn the others.
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