Chapter Nine Lend a Hand

  "Not for sale!"

  The voice is slightly childish, but firm and justifiably confident.

  In an instant, gaze after gaze fell on the center, that seemingly innocent young man.

  The rich young master's mouth curled up in a smile, his face full of schadenfreude. The poor young man's expression turned strange and unbelievable. All along, the extorted disciple had to either silently resist or directly hand over the contribution points.

  Refuse, and refuse with dignity!

  Very few!

  That new junior brother is indeed naive, thinking that having a method of control can change things? However, it's not bad to say, this junior brother has quite a big temper.

  He slightly twitched the corner of his eye, he was familiar with this 6th ranked treasure's nature. Once it swallowed something, don't even think about it spitting it out, let alone a storage ring, wanting to contribute was also impossible.

  You can't just refuse to give it and then act all righteous and arrogant, clearly provoking He Wu.

  There was some bitterness in Fang Yu's heart.

  "Isn't that enough?" He Wu's face turned gloomy, he had already given him enough face, but this person was still being arrogant. His gaze shifted to Fang Yu, with an extremely strange implication. In his opinion, how could this new mud-legged kid be so bold? It must have been Fang Yu who instructed him.

  "Fang Yu, is this what you mean?"

  When he heard this, Fang Yu felt as if the sky had fallen, his heart was wronged and he wanted to cry. Although he wasn't a coward, compared to his junior brother, he couldn't keep up with the horse's pace, but since things had already happened, he could only tough it out.

  His expression remained indifferent, as if he had accepted this matter.

  The girl in purple clothes was getting more and more dissatisfied, this was not a rebellion of 6 Chen, but she had been delayed here for too long, she felt very hot, as for the outcome of things, she thought there would be no change.

  Most of the common people are like this, foolish and ignorant, they must go through suffering to know that there is a distinction between the noble and the humble, which has been predetermined by heaven.

  "Whatever, I'm too lazy to say more. The rules for newcomers won't change!" He Wu said coldly, knowing that Fang Yu was no match for him, but he had more people on his side, while Fang Yu only had two, one of whom was useless.

  Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's expression turned cold and indifferent, but his heart was racing with anxiety.

  By the side, 6th Chen had a plan in his heart early on. He swept his eyes over the disciples gathered in the square and took a step forward: "What's with this newcomer rule? It's clear you're bullying people. We came from the countryside, what can we do? Even our contributions rely on luck."

  "You were born with a good background and have made many contributions, why are you robbing us?"

  "Are we not human?"

  The voice was extremely loud, and with a thirteen-year-old child's face, it gave people an extremely pitiful feeling.

  His words were like pearls, not speaking for himself, but dragging us in, which made many poor disciples around him resonate with their hearts, among whom many who had been extorted before stared at He Wu and others with red eyes, apparently, they had long been dissatisfied.

  "My parents used to say, one drop of sweat, one drop of gain, but the sweat flows out, and the gain is snatched away by you people. It was like this in the countryside before, and now it's like this at Xianmen too. Is there still justice in your eyes? Must poor people sell their lives?"

  His face was filled with excitement.

  Many disciples around him focused their eyes, especially when talking about the countryside, they seemed to see the bitter faces of their parents, paying taxes, delivering village grains... Now that we have arrived at the Immortal Gate, I thought we would live a good life, but unexpectedly this atmosphere still exists.

  He Wu's face turned iron-green. The 6th Chen said that poor people would have to sell their lives, and he thought it was normal. What made him angry was that this mud-legged man dared to shout at himself.

  I'm fed up!

  "The poor are inferior to dogs, this is common sense. It seems that today you won't be spared, you lowly subject will rebel against heaven!" He Wu said word by word.

  Liu Chen sneered and took out a medicinal herb with his left hand, saying loudly: "Gathering Spirit Grass, I have it, but I won't give it to you. Even if I were to throw it into the river, I still wouldn't give it to you."

  After he finished speaking, he looked back and shouted: "You big guy, come here, this Ling Grass is for you, five years old, worth 50 contribution points."

  His words are like a quarrel over pride, just like a child who has been provoked, you want something from me, and I deliberately won't give it to you.

  Not far away, a sturdy young man was stunned. He had a robust build and looked older than ordinary people, but in fact, he was also from a farming family and was only sixteen years old.

  "Zhang Dageng, he's calling you, 50 points of contribution, I'm so envious of you!" Someone next to him gave him a push.

  Zhang Dageng came back to his senses, and with a fearful face: "This thing is like a hot potato, I don't dare to want it." He looks rough but is actually timid.

  But after speaking, he regretted it a bit, 50 contribution points, which is almost half a year's income.

  At the sixth glance, he deliberately found a tall one, who knew that this was so afraid of death. There was no way, he could only look to the other side and said: "That thin bamboo pole, you come over, I'll give you the Ling Grass!"

  "Don't call me a thin bamboo pole, I hate it when others say I'm skinny!"

  A tall and thin young man walked out, this young man was very calm and not afraid at all. When he arrived beside the 6th elder, he took over the Spirit Gathering Grass and said: "Taking your Spirit Gathering Grass is not because I'm greedy for wealth, but because what you just said touched my heart. Yes, we are poor people, but being poor doesn't mean we're not human?"

  "Today's matter, brother will support you!" The thin and tall boy patted his chest, his body that seemed to be blown away by the wind swayed back and forth.

  He nodded with gratitude, he was most afraid of no one coming out, as long as there was one it would be fine.

  Two months ago, he was thinking that in terms of cultivation, he was too slow to death, and in terms of background, he couldn't compare with He Wu. What did he have? The potential of the small black fish, of course, and also a large amount of Ling Grass.

  The thing about Lingcao is that I don't lack it myself, but others do, and that's enough.

  As the saying goes, money can make a ghost grind, he vaguely remembers that in the past when farming was busy, landlords and wealthy people would hire short-term workers, and they themselves would also hire short-term workers, doing a day's work for a day's pay.

  Can't beat He Wu? Then bring out all the poor disciples and see who has more people.

  The abacus in his heart was calculated very well, and with the previous words, these poor children were already stirred up with boiling blood, now they just need a spark, a fire that can make them burn.

  "I risked my life to venture into the deep mountains and obtained ten stalks of Aggregating Spirit Grass. Today, I'm taking them all out and giving them away for free to our poor children." 6 Chen adds another layer of fire, making people feel like they're witnessing a fish leaping out of a broken net.

  "I still have Ling Grass! Brother over there, come here!"

  By his side, a somewhat elderly young man hesitated for a moment, and finally could not resist the temptation, also walked to 6 Chen's side.

  "That big guy, you dare to come out again? I still have it! There are only ten stalks of Aggregating Grass, and if we miss this village, there won't be any more!"

  When he heard the young man shouting, Zhang Dageng was still hesitant. However, seeing that there were four people in front of him, he patted his chest: "Brother has never been afraid of death, being afraid of death is not a swordsman."

  He walked away with a swagger, thinking to himself that fifty points of contribution were worth fighting for, and besides, there were already four people, and He Wu wouldn't bother him.

  Continuing to use the Ling Grass as a reward at 6:00 AM eventually attracted ten people.

  These ten people dared to come out, one from the gathering spirit grass, and two, dissatisfied with He Wu and others.

  "Are we peasants not human?"

  At 6 o'clock, the guest becomes the host, and from Fang's words, each of the disciples in the door suffers hardship and speaks out, as if seeking justice for them.

  One word, one sentence, those oppressed disciples became more and more excited. In the past, they were resentful in their hearts, but no one took the lead to stand out because they were afraid of being held accountable after He Wu's affairs. But this time, there were twelve people who dared to confront He Wu head-on.

  Even if He Wu and others settle accounts after the event, can so many people be found?

  It's now or never!

  Splash!

  With this idea in mind, one by one the disciples joined the 6 Zhen camp. These disciples did not come for the Ling Grass, but for a breath of air and for the future!

  "He Wu, I've seen you're dissatisfied for a long time!"

  "What kind of new rules are these? I risked life and death to get the Water Orchid in the first place, you dare to snatch it away from me, are you still human?"

  "If it weren't for having to pay contribution points every month, I would have already cultivated to the third layer of Qi!"

  Like a huge pile of dry firewood, the suppressed disciple finally burst out, and his momentum became more and more fierce!

  In front of everyone, Fang Yu's expression was cold and indifferent, he seemed like a poor man who had experienced the world, unmoved by anything, but at this moment his heart was already surging with shockwaves.

  These disciples are like dry firewood, suppressed for many years, but today they finally burst into flames, and the one who ignited them - Little Shidi, you're freaking awesome!

  He had seen fugitive refugees before, a group of honest villagers, as a result of hunger, with the village chief, dared to rob official grain, it was clear that this thing alone would not dare to do, the key is in that village chief!

  But the current task seems simple, but it's extremely difficult to do. The first person is undoubtedly the most dangerous, and Shidi took over, but also pulled himself up, and used a total of ten聚灵草 (Spirit Gathering Grass), 500 contribution points to pull out ten people, what kind of courage does this require?

  When one person stands out, then a hundred people follow!

  Little brother, you're not only as bold as a cow, but also as cunning as a fox!