Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 139: Secure the Interior Before Expelling the External; Great Xia’s Thunder Operation—All Resisters Shall Be Executed Without Exception
Three days later.
Martial Arts Association Headquarters.
Several big shots are conversing, their tones hinting at anger.
"It’s clear now! They’re all problematic! Hmph! This group of parasites! I wish I could kill them again."
"The online chaos is intense! Perfect time for a cleanup!"
"Ugh! People’s hearts are easily swayed! Why are there so many demons and spirits causing trouble!"
"Alright! Don’t think about it! If they dare stretch their hands and show their heads, then wipe them all out!"
"It happens that we have quite a few strongholds already identified but haven’t yet acted on; it’s perfect timing to clean them up."
"..."
Soon, orders were issued, and teams of martial artists set out to carry out the actions.
In every city, it’s the same.
Meanwhile.
In many different secret locations, numerous cultists, still oblivious, are working diligently, pointing fingers at the nation online, madly stirring the pot.
At various small strongholds, numerous small leaders are frenziedly rallying others.
"Keep going, send more information, achieve greater effects, and give the Envoy a surprise when they contact us."
"Persevere, strive, let more people understand the truth and join the family of the Divine Sect."
"That’s right! Only when the Exotic Beasts arrive can we live a good life and escape from the exploitation of those Martial Arts Association animals."
"For freedom, charge forward!"
"The higher-ups have not contacted us, they are giving us a test, and as long as we endure it, everyone will become bloodline martial artists, mastering their own power."
"As soon as we obtain bloodline power from the Exotic Beasts, it’s one grade a week, two grades in half a month, and within a year, become a Third Grade strongman."
"..."
Honestly, it’s more like they’re engaging in some new kind of pyramid scheme that aligns with the worldview.
These small leaders are low-level evil martial artists, and those working below are mostly brainwashed ordinary people.
They joined to gain power, become martial artists, obey orders day in and day out, doing whatever they’re told.
Although Lin Ping’an, under a pseudonym, released the magical Yellow Level technique "Painful Demon Body," which allows all ordinary people to cultivate and gain their own power.
But the continuous pain as it increases, without a certain level of perseverance, without a certain level of determination, also will not gain power.
Apparently, these brainwashed people want power to rise above others but don’t want to suffer and endure harsh pain.
They just want to succeed effortlessly, become strong without hard work.
For their own benefit, they willingly work for the evil cult, harming and deceiving other innocents, becoming one who betrays the interests of the race.
Like mindless fools, they believe that by injecting exotic beast bloodlines, they can obtain everything they want.
Yet they fail to see an obvious truth.
Every gift from destiny has a hidden price tag quietly set.
Everything has a cost.
The price of gaining power through the "Painful Demon Body" is the painful and arduous cultivation process.
And the price of gaining power by injecting exotic beast bloodlines is being eroded, losing sanity, and becoming humanoid monsters crazed and knowing only slaughter.
The former price is openly displayed, which they find too painful.
The latter price is quietly hidden, and they flock to it, thinking they’ve made the most correct choice.
Even faced with friendly advice, these people would only think others are jealous, others don’t understand, and don’t know the real deal.
Actually, it’s another form of gambling, just that the normal kind involves money, while they gamble with their lives!
There’s an old saying that gamblers meet untimely ends!
Now, it is the time for fulfillment.
In the room, rows of old computers line up.
Dozens of ordinary people, eyes bloodshot, frantically pounding keyboards with cramped hands, continuously spamming comments, leading negative influences.
In the room next door, an evil martial artist has just finished their impassioned speech, now watching the monitors while sipping tea to soothe their throat.
Displaying a contemptuous grin, speaking disdainfully.
"A bunch of trash idiots, dreaming of joining the Divine Sect? You’re dreaming! You only deserve to be stored as blood food, sacrificing all for our cause."
Not far away, another evil martial artist shows a similar expression, their words much the same.
"Exactly! These useless fools want to gain bloodline power, how absurd."
"Our Divine Sect is not open to just anyone."
As they spoke, a squad of law enforcement martial artists silently appeared downstairs, surrounding the area completely.
Moments later.
"Boom~"
A loud bang, the outside door instantly kicked open.
Then, the law enforcement martial artists swarmed in, the ones with the highest cultivation locked onto certain individuals, heading straight to the next room.
In the next instant.
Another loud noise.
Subsequently, less than three seconds later, two screams came from within.
"Ah! No..."
"Mercy! Ugh..."
At least Second Grades of cultivation suppression combined with rapid and decisive actions.
Those two evil martial artists didn’t even have the chance to use their trump cards of bloodline transformation and fight back, killed on the spot.
These law enforcement martial artists have dealt with evil martial artists before, naturally knowing how to maximize results.
Likewise, they didn’t have any intention of capturing alive, every move deadly, killing quickly settled it.
Anyway, Great Xia’s prohibition clearly states.
Betrayers of the human race, kill!
On the other side, the subsequent martial artists also controlled those ordinary people on the spot.
Among them, some brainwashed guys arrogantly shouted.
"Who are you? Get out!"
"Disrupting the Divine Sect’s business, you can’t bear it!"
"Simply outdated relics of a past era, daring to oppose us bloodline martial artists of the new era! Courting death!"
"Stop! Let go! I’m a normal person, are you trying to violate Great Xia’s prohibition? Just wait, you’ll definitely be sued."
"..."
Regarding this, the law enforcement martial artists had no intention of indulging, they fiercely delivered slaps.
Crushing those fools who dared to spout nonsense at this time, heads turned sideways, faces mashed, teeth scattered everywhere.
Although Great Xia’s prohibition includes the clause that martial artists should not actively humiliate ordinary people.
But clearly, this category of ordinary people does not include these cult-affiliated fools.
Even though these people are merely posting online, they are considered members of the cult.
After all, during an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.
For these accomplices, Great Xia also has zero tolerance.
Moreover, all the cultists above Seventh Grade were wiped out by an unknown great power, this is an unprecedented opportunity. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Once the cult organization within the human race domain is eradicated, at least in the short term, there will be no further issues.
Along with the release of several techniques lately, unquestionably, the human race will bloom and rapidly strengthen.
For this, the Martial Arts Association upper echelon has issued the strictest orders.
All to be handled rigorously, those who resist or disobey, kill without mercy.
At the same moment, others seeing the miserable state of those few, immediately became much clearer, horrified into pleading.
"Don’t be violent! I was tricked!"
"I was tricked too, I’m innocent!"
"Yes, yes! Me too! Thank you, martial artist lords for rescuing us!"
"..."
However, faced with this farce, the law enforcement martial artists coldly shouted.
"Shut up, all of you!"
"Right or wrong, how much involvement, how the verdict goes, the Martial Arts Association will certainly investigate thoroughly."
