Gongsun Zan found Zuo Ma and told him everything he had learned in detail.

  The more he listened, the uglier Luo Mo's face became.

  "This Mingxiu sect is really vicious! They're using the entire Xiaoshan border to feed their own sect!" Zuo Mo was furious in his heart, but he quickly calmed down: "Our actions must be swift! The later it gets, the harder the days will be. Once they stabilize this outer hall and have countless henchmen under them, it'll be even more difficult for us to break out."

  "Hmm!" Gong Sun Chi nodded heavily, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. The way the Ming Xiao Sect was doing things was equivalent to treating the cultivators in Xiaoshan as spiritual beasts and raising them like livestock. In time, they would be no different from those cultivation slaves.

  "I have an idea," said Zuo Mo after some thought.

  "What's going on?" Gong Sun Chi hastily asked.

  "They sell Lingguo, we sell Heilianpuduan!"

  Gongsun Cha was somewhat surprised: "Selling the Black Refining Iron to them, isn't that a waste? At that time, the price of crystal stones in Xiaoshan Boundary will definitely skyrocket."

  "Sell!" Zuo Mo harshly said: "It's not just selling, we must make a big sale! As long as the Black Cauldron Sect is sold out, the noose around everyone's neck will loosen. If Ming Jiao can't complete their layout, it would be a waste of all our previous efforts. Ming Jiao knows we're ruining their business, they'll definitely come after us with knives drawn. Heh heh, we'll use this to lure them in! A strong dragon doesn't oppress the local snake, this is our territory, and it's not up to them to do as they please!"

  Gongsun Zhi's eyes lit up instantly.

  The two of them deliberated in the room for a long time, and from time to time, they could hear the sound of sinister laughter coming over.

  Lei Peng Xie Shan was somewhat surprised to find that the boss's mood today seemed quite good, with a dark cloud swept away from his face. Generally speaking, when the young lady is in a good mood, everyone else has a better day too.

  But before they could even get excited, they heard Xiaoniang announce that from today on, cultivation would be doubled!

  A time of mourning, wailing fills the fields!

  Fortunately, cultivators who have experienced cruel battles are not averse to arduous cultivation.

  Actually, what everyone envies the most is that sword array. Every cultivator who comes out of it is in a state of closed cultivation. So far, several people have already gained enlightenment on their sword intent through the sword array. Such a heaven-defying good thing naturally makes people jealous. Unfortunately, there are many monks but little porridge, and the sword array can only allow one person to cultivate at a time. Gong Sun Chi is also greatly troubled by this, and can only use it as part of the reward for military merit.

  Seeing the bustling camp, Gong Sun felt a sense of nostalgia. If only he had more time, he would have been able to bring out a truly elite force.

  Unfortunately, what they lacked most was time.

  Later, after rushing out of Xiaoshan's boundary, I will find Master Brother again and re-practice a truly powerful team.

  Having tasted the thrill of being a war general, letting him do other things would be as dull as chewing wax.

  But what's coming next is really something to look forward to!

  Many things were handed over to Gong Sun, and Zuo Mo's own affairs were so numerous that they made his head spin. The most crucial part of this plan was the black processing cauldrons, and a large quantity of them at that.

  It's not particularly difficult to refine the black lotus, but this quantity is just too massive. During this period of time, he had spent all his spare time outside of cultivation refining the black lotus for the camp's repairers. Now, the amount needed was many times more than that, and he didn't have any helpers; all the refinement work required him to complete it alone.

  This is obviously unrealistic!

  He decided to pick some cultivators with a foundation in alchemy from the camp to help him. However, what surprised him was that out of 450 cultivators, there were actually as many as 50 who had a foundation in alchemy. It wasn't until he asked Zuo Mo that he understood - these cultivators mostly didn't have any sect or school, and after forming their golden core, their lives naturally became better, but before forming their golden core, they weren't much different from other low-level cultivators.

  Almost everyone has a unique skill, from spiritual cultivation to equipment refinement, and they are all available. Zuo Mo and Gong Sun were both stunned.

  However, although they had a foundation and most of them spent more time practicing than Zuo Mo, due to the lack of systematic instruction, they only did some very basic work. After condensing their qi, they basically didn't do anything else.

  However, there were two cultivators who were exceptions. One was called Ji Wei and the other was called Sun Bao. Before the sudden change in Xiaoshan Boundary, both of them had been making a living by refining equipment. The attainments of the two in refining equipment were much deeper than Zuo Mo's. Finding these two people was like finding treasure for Zuo Mo.

  He even took out the Golden Crow Fire and had the two of them absorb it.

  The two of them were like being hit by a crystal dropped from the sky, so happy that they almost fainted. Golden Crow Fire! This is indeed Golden Crow Fire! The two of them had racked their brains and spent countless efforts, but still hadn't obtained the kind of fire that satisfied them.

  So when Zuo Mo casually handed each of them a delicate box and told them that it contained a strand of Golden Crow Fire, they almost shook with fear and threw the boxes away.

  Besides happiness, it also made the two people deeply feel the boss's attention.

  Just kidding!

  This is Golden Crow Fire!

  Four Treasures of the Study!

  All those who refine their instruments and elixirs are eager to obtain this fire!

  However, before the two of them could secretly feel pleased with themselves, Zuo Mo took out ten more cultivators who were at the highest level of refining equipment and gave each one a delicate box!

  Ji Wei and Sun Bao were both stunned on the spot, their facial expressions as if they had seen a ghost!

  It wasn't just them, the ten selected ones who had been gazing at the two with envy and admiration, were now holding their delicate boxes with a dull expression, their minds completely blank.

  The remaining cultivators were also stunned collectively. The room's temperature rose sharply.

  "Go for it!" Zuo Mo waved his hand with great fanfare, basking in the attention of the crowd. He felt an inexplicable sense of comfort and satisfaction, as if he had just eaten a Ginseng fruit.

  No way, brother is just too awesome!

  Originally dissatisfied with the transfer, this group of cultivators were now like they had been injected with chicken blood, and began to work frantically. Their working enthusiasm made Zuo Mo's heart skip a beat, hoping that no one would lose their life in the process...

  The array of symbols on the black lotus platform was transmitted by Zuo Mo to Ji Wei and Sun Bo. When Zuo Mo finished transmitting, the two were like two stones, motionless.

  From then on, the two were truly convinced and obedient.

  Zuo Mo was focused on his work and only noticed the person standing at the door when he looked up during a break. He raised an eyebrow, revealing a look of surprise, and stopped what he was doing.

  "Are you awake?" Zuo Mo asked, and the other person was actually standing there, no one knew how long they had been standing.

  The woman remained wooden, as if she hadn't heard him speak.

  Won't be beaten silly, will I? Zuo Mo muttered to himself.

  "What's your name?" he asked tentatively.

  The woman didn't react at all.

  "Was he really beaten silly?" Zuo Mo rubbed his chin in thought, and decided to try again: "Are you hungry?"

  The woman remained completely unresponsive.

  Looking at the woman's long, pockmarked face, Zuo Mo suddenly felt some sympathy for her, and he thought of his own zombie-like face from before.

  When she was unconscious, Zuo Mo had already examined her. There were no disguises on her face. The dense, fine papules on her face were the result of some kind of toxin in her body, plus countless new and old internal injuries. That she could still be alive was a miracle to Zuo Mo.

  The last attempt ended in failure, Zuo Mo felt a bit of a headache and could only give up: "Do as you like."

  He didn't think the other party could understand, but for now, he really had a lot of work to do. Although the refining of the Black Lotus Gang was basically handed over to his subordinates, he still had other things to attend to.

  Any complete plan is made up of many conditions.

  He decided to mind his own business and turned around to leave, only to hear footsteps behind him. The female cultivator was following him silently.

  Zuo Mo suddenly felt his temples start to ache.

  "Hey, follow me and you won't get any crystal shards!"

  "I'm busy and can't play with you, go play by yourself."

  "We really don't have crystal stones!"

  "I'm warning you, if you don't back off, I won't be polite to you!"

  Zuo Mo pretended to be calm, but his eyes darted towards the female cultivator's movement, and his pupils suddenly dilated. The opponent also raised her right hand, and the light on her fingertips flashed, causing the surrounding air to become sticky!

  My goodness!

  Zuo Mo's soul flew out and his spirit scattered. He hastily dispersed the spiritual energy on his hands, hurriedly saying: "Say it properly... say it properly..."

  The female cultivator still didn't say a word, but followed Zuo Mo, her fingers shining with light, and put down her arm. The air around them immediately returned to normal!

  "What a formidable little girl!" Pu Yao's exclamation echoed in Zuo Mo's mind, but what he heard was clearly tinged with a hint of schadenfreude.

  Zuo Mo was at a loss, this female cultivator was impossible to communicate with. As for using force, thinking of the terrifying light just now, Zuo Mo's heart felt a chill, his last bit of luck psychology was also dispersed.

  "If you want to follow, then just follow!" Left Mo's muttering was full of the flavor of a bachelor.

  "Hahaha!" Pu Yao's explosive laughter, and the female cultivator's silence, made Zuo Mo suddenly feel that life was darker than ever.

  The cultivators around, without exception, looked at the female cultivator behind Zuo Mo with a mixture of shock and fear. The powerful strength she had just displayed made everyone's hearts skip a beat. Zuo Mo sensitively noticed that in these people's eyes, besides the shock and fear, there was also a hint of uncontainable disgust.

  Zuo Mo suddenly felt somewhat unwell in his heart.

  However, he also knew that this was human nature. When he first saw the female cultivator, he was also scared by the dense scabies on her face.

  He casually picked out a piece of black ore from the materials, summoned the Golden Crow Fire, and threw the ore into it. The scorching Golden Crow Fire immediately melted the ore, turning it into a pool of molten iron. Zuo Mo's heart moved slightly, as if an invisible force was stirring the iron water, causing it to change shape bit by bit.

  The nun stared at Jin Wu Huo and Tie Shui.

  After a while, Zuo Mo's hand had an extra mask.

  A black mask, very plain, no floral decorations, the most eerie thing is that the proportions are a bit off, and the left and right sides of the face are asymmetrical. Suddenly, Mo Dun felt a little embarrassed: "Uh, first time making a mask, clumsy! Hmm, let me start again..."

  He was about to remake one when a strong force came from his hand and the mask flew into the female cultivator's hand.

  The nun put on a veil.

  "Hmm, let's start again then." Zuo Mo rubbed his hands together, looking a bit embarrassed.

  His left and right face are indeed asymmetrical... Heaven! He actually made such a childish mistake! Seeing the strange gaze of his subordinates around him, he wished to find a seam in the ground to crawl into.

  What a loss of face!

  The woman remained silent, without any intention of removing her mask.

  Zuo Mo saw the situation and wisely gave up on refining another one. He tried to do his own work, but found that the female cultivator didn't disturb him at all, just standing there like a wooden puppet.

  Slowly, Mo Ye also started getting used to it.

  There was just one question that had been swirling in his mind all along.

  What is going on here?