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At this moment, Chen Anlin was being pulled by a servant of the Zhang family to join the queue. He showed no signs of resistance, and Zhang Qing's expression remained as calm as a still pond. To him, these lowly loose cultivators were nothing more than expendable resources.
"Young Master Zhang, you wanted fifty loose cultivators, and it looks like we’re almost there," one of his subordinates interrupted Zhang Qing's thoughts.
Zhang Qing nodded and said, "Good, let’s set off now. We need to reach that place before dark."
Although he publicly announced that these loose cultivators were being sent to the Spirit Fields, the reality was far from it.
"Yes!" The servant went down and began urging everyone to hurry.
"Quickly, quickly! Young Master wants to reach the Spirit Fields before nightfall! Once we arrive, you’ll have plenty to eat and drink!" Thirty guards herded the group of loose cultivators like cattle.
Chen Anlin's expression darkened. Reaching the Spirit Fields before dark? How could they possibly work when night fell? There was definitely something wrong; these favored children of fortune were not to be underestimated. He needed to be cautious!
Furrowing his brow, Chen Anlin contemplated sneaking away along the way. However, many of the guards were keeping a close watch on them, leaving him with no opportunity to escape.
"I can’t see through Zhang Qing’s cultivation level; he must be at least at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refinement!" Chen Anlin silently speculated.
"Come on, come on! Spirit Stones are being distributed!" shouted one guard as he held up a pile of Spirit Stones. "Young Master said that as long as you all behave and listen, he won’t make things difficult for you."
Hearing about the Spirit Stones, a crowd of people eagerly rushed forward.
"Give me some! Give me some!"
"Thank you, Young Master Zhang!"
"Hahaha, Spirit Stones! What a great treasure!" Chen Anlin also received his share of Spirit Stones.
This intensified his desire to leave this place immediately.
Thus, a group of people arrived deep in the mountains. Some were puzzled and remarked, "There are no spirit fields here."
"I remember there being a pack of beasts around here," another said. "And I recall that a group of Black Fire Wolves lives here. Zhang Zi, we can't go any further; the Black Fire Wolves are not to be trifled with!" A scattered cultivator who had hunted in this area urged anxiously.
On the carriage, Zhang Qing glanced at the scattered cultivator who had just spoken, snorted coldly, and a flying sword emitting a blue light sliced through the cultivator's neck.
"You—" The scattered cultivator clutched his neck, staring incredulously at Zhang Qing.
He never expected that Zhang Qing would attack them directly.
"Since you’ve taken my things, then shut up!" Zhang Qing said coldly.
A notification appeared in his mind.
【Ding, kill successful, experience gained】
Zhang Qing frowned slightly, realizing that as his cultivation level increased, the experience gained from killing ordinary scattered cultivators was becoming less and less.
However, it wouldn’t matter for long; once they encountered the pack of Black Fire Wolves, these cannon fodder would become their food. Taking this opportunity, he could kill high-level Black Fire Wolves for more experience points.
A smile of excitement spread across Zhang Qing's face as he contemplated his plan.
Indeed, he had brought these people here to use them as bait to attract the Black Fire Wolves. Then he would take advantage of the situation to harvest the wolves and earn experience points.
As he had just killed someone in front of everyone, many scattered cultivators displayed expressions of terror.
Fear gripped several members of the group; they no longer dared to speak about leaving this place.
Some approached Zhang Qing to demonstrate their loyalty, promising to keep an eye on everyone for him.
"Rest assured, everyone. Once this is over, you can come work for my Zhang family. I, Zhang Qing, will not treat anyone unfairly," he said with a smile to all.
"Did everyone hear that? Let's work hard for Young Master Zhang! The benefits are tremendous!" A man named Xu Fei exclaimed, brandishing his sword with excitement, his face flushed.
He hoped to catch Young Master Zhang's attention so he could secure a position in the Zhang residence, which would mean he finally had a powerful backing.
Zhang Qing called out, "Alright, everyone has been walking for quite a while; it's time to take a break."
"Did you all hear that? Young Master Zhang has given us a break!" Xu Fei shouted.
"Let’s bring out the food! After walking for so long, you must be hungry. I've specially prepared some spirit rice for rice balls."
As Zhang Qing finished speaking, his guards brought over boxes of food. When they opened them, they revealed pale yellow rice balls inside.
These were made from spirit rice, a precious ingredient that ordinary cultivators would rarely indulge in. Even if they did eat it, it would only be half-spirit rice.
The dozens of scattered cultivators were so excited that their eyes nearly bulged out. They kept nodding and bowing to Zhang Qing, thanking him for the half-spirit rice.
"Hehe, as long as everyone works hard later, you'll have enough to eat," Zhang Qing said with a sinister smile!
Chen Anlin also took some spirit rice, but instead of eating it, he examined it closely.
At first glance, there seemed to be no problem. However, Bai Yu Xianzi used her soul power to probe the rice and said solemnly, "Chen Anlin, there's poison in this!"
"But how did I not notice?" Chen Anlin asked.
"This poison is harmless to you; it’s a type that makes your body emit a fragrant scent. This fragrance has a strong attraction for beasts. I suspect it's meant to lure certain beasts towards you. If you get eaten by them, the beasts will become poisoned and weakened."
Hearing this, Chen Anlin narrowed his eyes. He realized Zhang Qing's intentions.
This was a scheme to hunt beasts!
Strength comes from slaughter; he wanted to kill those beasts.
No wonder he was known as the child of fortune; such a malicious plan was truly ingenious.
At that moment, Chen Anlin naturally had no intention of eating the rice. He glanced around and saw Xu Fei and the other scattered cultivators eagerly devouring the spirit rice balls.
Xu Fei finished his rice ball in just a few bites and felt the spiritual energy emanating from the rice enhance his cultivation slightly.
Noticing Chen Anlin staring blankly at the spirit rice, Xu Fei snatched the rice ball from his hand and said, "Kid, if you don’t want to eat it, then let me have it."
Without waiting for Chen Anlin's response, he began to devour the rice ball greedily.
Chen Anlin felt a bit speechless. He had intended to hide it secretly, but unexpectedly, it was snatched away from him.
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