Upon hearing Pu Yao's words, Zuo Mo's spirit lifted and he glanced at the female cultivator with a pretence of nonchalance before quietly entering his mind.
"What's going on?" Zuo Mo asked abruptly, but when he saw Pu Yao, he was taken aback. Pu Yao wasn't sitting on the tombstone as usual, but instead sat in front of it.
Aren't these two guys incompatible?
Doubt flashed through Mo's mind, but his attention was quickly drawn in by Pu Yao's words.
"I know what you're worried about." The thin lips of the Pú Yāo curled up into a strange and eerie smile.
Zuo Mo's mind wandered slightly, and a strange question popped into his head: why were all the people around him so weird? Even Gong Sun Cho, that little brat, was now showing abnormal tendencies. And then there was the suddenly appearing Huan Yi, whose aura was even more eerie.
Pao seemed confident and determined: "The crystal is wasted on these cultivator slaves, what a pity."
Zuo Mo impatiently rolled his eyes: "If you have a solution, say it quickly, don't waste words."
"Hmm." Pu Yao didn't think it was a big deal either. His blood-red pupils narrowed slightly: "Why don't you consider letting them cultivate demonic magic?"
"Refine demon?" Zuo Mo was momentarily stunned.
"That's right, demon cultivation." The Pú Yāo smiled without changing his expression: "The spiritual energy of the Xiǎo Shān realm has been depleted, but it doesn't have any impact on demon cultivation. This group of cultivators are only at the beginner stage of refining their Qi, and their skills are shallow. Changing to demon cultivation is not difficult. Moreover, demon cultivation does not require spiritual energy, so you don't need to consume crystal stones."
Zuo Mo was intrigued by this proposal and curiously asked: "How does one cultivate this magic?"
"There is magic power." The Peony Demon said matter-of-factly.
Zuo Mo didn't say a word, suddenly flying into a rage, jumping up from the ground and pointing at Pu Yao's nose, scolding loudly: "Hey, you have magical abilities! What did you tell me before? You said you didn't have magical abilities, telling me to go practice the 'Heavenly Wave Fist Technique'! Now you come out and say you do have magical abilities, it turns out you were deceiving me!"
The papyrus is silent.
The matter of cultivating demons was quickly settled. Pu Yao took out a set of magic called "Ku Wei".
"The precursor to 'Kǔ Wèi' was a demonic art called 'Kǔ Yuān', initially created by a Heart Monkey who was born with a weak body and poor innate talent, unable to cultivate the 'Heart' demonic art of his tribe. After much difficulty, he created 'Kǔ Yuān' and eventually became a Demon General. Later, this demonic art fell into the hands of a king, who modified it slightly and bestowed it upon his Imperial Guard, at which point it was renamed 'Kǔ Wèi'."
The pao demon proudly introduced himself with a swagger.
"This magic technique is most suitable for those with unremarkable innate talents. Hmm, this group of cultivators is also quite suitable. Heh heh, in any demon realm, this magic technique would be considered high-grade goods and could sell for a good price. It's truly a bargain for these cultivators."
When I finished reading "Kui Wei", I was scared. This demonic cultivation is not for those with a strong and steadfast temperament, it's simply impossible to practice, let alone reach a high level of attainment. The demonic cultivation uses numerous hardships as its medium, requiring a stubborn and unyielding heart. The person who created this demonic cultivation in the first place must have been a pervert!
He had thought that he might be able to cultivate it, but after reading it, Zuo Mo decided to give up. This thing wasn't something that ordinary people could cultivate.
Pu Yao clearly understood Zuo Mo's concerns.
"Ordinary people are not suitable for cultivation, but these slaves, having suffered a lot of hardships and tribulations, are actually very suitable for this demonic technique. Anyway, you just want to prevent them from consuming the crystal stones now."
Zuo Mo thought it was right too, anyway he didn't expect this group of cultivators could do anything.
Xiu Nu was reorganized into a new camp, named Wei Camp. Zuo Qing counted them and there were one thousand people. He passed down the first chapter of "Ku Wei" and chose several cultivators to supervise before throwing himself back into the work of building the city.
After a few days, Gongsun Zan returned with 800 prisoners. Zu Mao also breathed a sigh of relief, and the two exchanged a few words before each attending to their own tasks. Zu Mao wanted to build a city, while Gongsun Zan had to reorganize the prisoners, reorganize the troops, summarize his experiences, and so on.
The prototype of Jinwu City made everyone, including those captives, feel excited and expectant.
Continuous construction, the Jinwu City's watchtowers are as many as thirty-six, densely packed, like sharp swords pointing directly at the sky. Looking far away at these watchtowers that rise above the city walls, people's hearts are filled with a sense of security.
The thirty-six symbol war watchtowers have been completed, also meaning that the camp's repairers can begin to move in.
Wei Chengbin followed Master Ji Wei into the Golden Crow City, his face filled with excitement. As soon as he entered the city, a warm feeling enveloped him, just like basking in the sun, and the people around him were amazed.
"What is this symbol array? It's too mysterious!"
"It's comfortable, too comfortable! I'd rather die than go back to that cave!"
"It was worth it, even if I die now!"
……
Listening to the gossip around him, Wei Chengbin suddenly felt a sour nose and almost shed tears. He quickly lowered his head to cover up his expression. When he raised his head again, he saw a glimmer of tears in the corner of Master Jiwei's eyes.
For these people, the Golden Crow City in front of them is their last dream!
A series of intricate pattern-filled symbol towers appeared in their divine field, once again astonishing them. The hearts of the crowd settled down instantly, and the massive symbol tower group in front of them seemed to be proclaiming its power, bringing them a great sense of security.
"Alright, let's hurry up!" Master Jiwei's loud voice woke up the group: "We need to build our own place first! Otherwise, who wants to go back to the cave tonight?"
Of course no one was willing, and everyone hurriedly started building houses.
Those who practice the Earth Element Method are often skilled at building houses, and those who practice the Alchemy Department are not necessarily orthodox, with many people having a good grasp of the Earth Element Method.
"Come on, everyone! Let's try to finish before nightfall and have a lively evening!" Master Ji Wei exclaimed passionately, waving his arms.
Because Zuo Mo had already planned out the various living areas beforehand, the camp was naturally a top priority. But for Gong Sun Cho, he first had to reorganize the numerous cultivators under his command. He didn't interfere with the matters of the guard camp, his senior brother's handling of those things, he didn't understand. The many cultivators under him were already enough to give him a headache.
The six-party formation was not intended to be broken, and the coordination between these repairers was quite tacit. If new people were added, the combat effectiveness would inevitably decline further.
However, Gong Sun was no longer the rookie who knew nothing at first, and he handled the new work with ease.
The six divisions are the main force, and they all belong to the Zhuque camp. The Zhuque camp was established first, not the Xuanwu camp, which shows that this Golden Crow City has won everyone's heartfelt liking. Ma Fangxie Shan and other cultivators who have realized the "intention" were divided into a group called Tianfeng Qu. As for the unexpected place, it is Zongru leading the Dunwei Qu. The main task of the Dunwei Qu is to protect Gong Sunchi's safety and convey Gong Sunchi's orders.
The remaining nearly two thousand captives were divided into east and west camps. In Gong Sun Zhi's mind, the east camp and west camp were equivalent to reserve teams, which would provide excellent repairers for Zhu Que Camp.
The Zhuque Camp in Gong Sun's mind has a full capacity of 12 units, with 1,464 people. Adding the logistics and auxiliary personnel, it should have a full capacity of 1,500 people. Now there are only six units, which is just half completed.
But he also knew that for those who possessed the Golden Crow City, the need for the Zhuque Corps, which excelled at sudden attacks, was not high. The most urgent task at present was to train the cultivators of the East and West Camps to use the Symbol War Tower.
The work of the whole army is proceeding in an orderly manner.
As for Weiying, let Shixiong go ahead and worry about it. Gong Sun Zan, who had completed his preparations, also quickly entered Jinwu City.
Night falls, Jinwu City is bustling, the lanterns along the street illuminate the small city with a dazzling light. From afar, it looks like a floating city in mid-air!
Today is a holiday for everyone in the city!
Many people couldn't help but burst into tears of joy, they finally have a place to settle down, they finally have a shelter from the storm, they finally have a place where they can sleep peacefully!
A small boundary in the chaos, Jinwu City, one and only!
Gongsun Cha silently watched his subordinates revel, those guys who were normally fearless and unafraid of death, now crying like children with their heads in their hands. He felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart. He knew more things, he knew that this city was only for the preparation of the great war against Ming Xiao's ancestor.
This city, from its inception, was destined for greatness.
He pursed his lips and quietly left the reveling camp, searching for his senior brother everywhere. He found his senior brother in a symbol war tower, and was somewhat surprised that while everyone else was having fun, his senior brother was alone in the symbol war tower.
Noticing Gong Sun's arrival, Zuo Mo raised his head: "I'm trying to see if I can use the Symbolic War Pagoda to nurture the Lei Yin walnut."
Gongsun Zhi took a deep breath: "Has Big Brother found any clues?"
"Hmm, it seems feasible, but let's try it out." Zuo Mo noticed Gong Sun's unhappiness: "What's wrong? Did you encounter something unpleasant, Younger Brother?"
He was well aware of the two junior brothers. Cheng Shi Di was a simple-minded fool who only knew how to cultivate, while Gong Sun Shi Di may have appeared ruthless and cunning on the surface, but in reality, his thoughts were no different from those of Cheng Shi Di, both being quite naive and inexperienced in worldly matters.
"Just seeing them so happy, in the end it's all for nothing. This city will ultimately be destroyed." Gong Sun said dejectedly.
Zuo Mo stood silently, walking to the railing and gazing out into the distance. After a moment, he smiled and said, "I didn't think that someone as ruthless as you, Shidi, would also be sentimental." He paused slightly, turned his face, and spoke seriously, "The Small Mountain Realm is a prison, and within this prison, how can there be a paradise? We are seeking survival because we understand that if we don't escape the prison, we will die. It's like being boiled alive in warm water, slowly being cooked to death."
"Some of them understand, some don't, and some do but are unwilling to think about it. Why? They feel that being able to live one more day is a good thing." Zuo Mo said in a low voice: "But I don't think so. I would rather exchange these miserable days for an opportunity, for a chance to escape."
"Jin Wucheng was never a paradise to begin with! We succeeded, even if we didn't have this city, they would still find their own paradise!" Zuo Mo said resolutely.
Gongsun Cha raised his head, and his handsome face was swept clean of gloom. His eyes, which were usually shrouded in a murderous aura that made it impossible for people to see through them, were now clear and free of any impurities.
The two of them exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

