Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Chapter 45 Mysterious Clouds Without Rain, Concealing Secrets_2

Meng Yu spoke calmly, and with polite certainty.His voice wasn't even lowered, so those outside the tent could hear.

"..."

Zhuge Caihua looked at Meng Yu, wanting to say something, but found herself unable to speak.

Indeed, not long ago, an analysis of Meng Yu's combat strength had yielded a terrifying fact: this man already possessed the power surpassing that of Foundation Establishment!

"True Lord, I am now imprisoned in the Immortal Sect, sentenced to a thousand years.

I have made a mistake and created a rift with the Immortal Sect. In this way, am I not your most suitable disciple?

If you do not forsake me, I wish to acknowledge you as my adopted father.

Adopted father, I am your son!"

Meng Yu's voice was filled with calmness, and he spoke these words with sincere intention.

Even though he knew they were in virtual reality, there was also the possibility that Mirror Twelve was really under the control of True Lord of Bai Yang. So, why shouldn't he demonstrate his willingness to ally himself with him?

Having a Nascent Soul True Lord as a father was quite good and he could be treated just like Old Liefire treated him!

Although there was a possibility that people from the Immortal Sect were watching from the outside, Meng Yu felt that he had performed well enough. Performing any better, like suggesting everyone, including Little Swallow and the others, join in a draw to decide things, would not only fail to make him look good, it might even come off as insincere.

"You did nothing wrong, but it was too pragmatic."

All the sighs and thoughts, at this moment for Zhuge Caihua, turned into helplessness.

Indeed, considering Meng Yu's support for her on the first day, including his stance on drawing lots, was already very commendable.

"So, could I trouble you to patrol around these next ten days at night, suppressing everything with your sword?"

...

Zhuge Caihua looked at Meng Yu with great anticipation. This was a thankless task, an action likely to offend others.

"Why?"

"No reason in particular, True Lord has given us fifteen days, and no matter what, we have to find a way to maintain order. The Immortal Sect hasn't abandoned us, perhaps the rescue is already on its way, but if we start killing each other now, by the time the rescue arrives, and everyone is dead, how will we face our friends? Meng Yu, please."

She deactivated the Shielding Formation and used the Whispering Secret Technique to say the following words, though she knew that the hope was slim.

"Why?"

This "why" was very clear in Meng Yu's mind: where was his benefit.

With Meng Yu's combat power today, whatever happened, he could protect himself. So, where was his benefit in maintaining order in the camp?

"I swear upon my integrity that if you help maintain order in the camp for twelve days, I will give my spot for amnesty to you. And if we escape the predicament, I will use all my strength to help you get out as soon as possible. Although I cannot make promises for others, rest assured, your crimes, whatever they are, will definitely be pardoned, and everyone will thank you."

The girl earnestly said, while Meng Yu furrowed his brows.

Meng Yu suddenly understood what she meant.

"Then, what are you after?"

Meng Yu looked at the girl with yellow hair in front of him. Zhuge Caihua must have concealed a lot of her beauty due to cultivating the Wood Element Cultivation Technique, but her vibrant spirit was still evident, like a blooming white plum blossom.

"I'm not after anything, I just feel like I should do something."

She said with a wry smile, then looked at Meng Yu with hope.

"You are a good person, let's work together."

She stated confidently.

"Alright, I'll help you maintain order today, and you remember your promise.

I need enough weapons, Protective Armor, and Alchemical Elixirs. You help me pick out some helpers, not those yes-men good students, nor the troublemakers. I want those who usually seem honest, but have a bit of a stubborn streak. Can you find them? You can tell them that I have a spot for amnesty. If the vote doesn't go through, they should stick with me, and I'll cover for them. I need you to vouch for me, so they believe me."

"Yes."

Zhuge Caihua said with a smile, her intelligence shining through. She had memorized everyone's identities, personal preferences, and so on, and she could make it happen!

Thirty-something people wasn't too hard.

There were still fourteen days left, and they certainly couldn't kill each other now. What if the Immortal Sect's rescue forces arrived?

She was very satisfied with Meng Yu.

...

Immortal Sect, outside the Martial Arts Miniature World.

Rows of captions popped up across various live broadcasting channels, on the screen.

"Meng Yu, don't trust that woman!"

"Zhuge Caiyun is despicable and shameless, she's scheming against you!" Discover more content at empire

"Brother really has muscles over brains, fooled by a woman again."

"This is the time to take advantage, sleep with her, sleep with her!"

"Brother Yu, you're such a fool!"

Having been live-streamed up to this point, Meng Yu had gathered quite a fanbase, especially among the lower and middle classes who admired his bloodthirsty killing and respected his exceptional martial skills, finding resonance in him.

However, everyone could see by now that Meng Yu had been deceived by a pretty woman.

Well, Zhuge Caihua wasn't particularly beautiful, but seeing how Meng Yu, the first in martial prowess, had been sweet-talked into running around by her, everyone was annoyed.

Mirror Twelve was conducting a live broadcast, and this time, unbeknownst to the participants, the live stream covered most of the area, including Zhuge Caihua's conversations with the top 100 students, preparations by Zhao Yuxuan and others, and the blissful oblivion of Meng Yu and his group, believing they could allocate the slots.

The students were clear but naive, while those in society clearly understood what was going to happen next, especially with various livestreams providing commentary and analysis, making it clear what Zhuge Caihua's ultimate goal was, why the top hundred were quiet, and how Meng Yu was being manipulated like a puppet, et cetera.

Some were plotting with great foresight, planning ten moves ahead.

Some were calmly waiting, sitting back and watching for the final result.

Some were running around doing the dirty work, taking on the toughest and most tiresome tasks, like patrolling and suppressing today.

But the kids couldn't see the outside world or know any of this information; they just kept on with their efforts.

Like Meng Yu, who after a good talk with Zhuge Caihua and understanding her real intentions and plans, let out a wry smile and took on the patrolling task.

With twelve thousand people, if spread out, they could be everywhere, but if they formed small groups, then smaller and larger camps could emerge.

Now, there were no more loners; everyone was looking for ways to stick together, with close ones living together.

In principle, tonight should have been very chaotic, and the chaos did start at dusk.

Then, Meng Yu made his appearance.

Meng Yu, leading a team of over thirty people, conducted

(Just a reminder, Meng Yu is not a bootlicker; he's a man with bloody hands, and sometimes, outsiders call him a mad dog.)