From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

#117 - Chapter 117 Mo Wentian

Jiang Zheng deliberately lagged behind Wu Yazi by a step, and the two of them stepped on the void, strolling towards the mountain peak.

This time, he had no intention of vying for the position of alliance leader.

His name wouldn't be right, his words wouldn't carry weight, so there was no need to rush.

What he wanted was to wait until everything was prepared, push his cultivation up in one fell swoop, seize the position of alliance leader, command the heroes, and sweep across Anbei!

When that time came, who in this Anzhou could stop him? Who would dare to stop him?

Not even if Xiao Qiuhe crawled out of that blood-fiend battlefield.

The conviction in his heart was unwavering, and anyone who stood in his way would have to pay with their life.

As for whether Wu Yazi could contend for this position, that was not his concern. Once he refined the Fourth-Rank Golden Elixir, it wouldn't matter who the alliance leader was.

To achieve great things, what did it matter to kill one more person?

When the two of them landed on the mountain peak, people from other sects also landed together, and everyone stood together, exchanging pleasantries.

Some people also sized up Jiang Zheng, his head of red hair was too conspicuous.

Jiang Zheng also silently scanned these people. Including all the major sects, a total of fourteen or fifteen people had come, all of them with Golden Core cultivation.

The one with the highest cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

"Fellow Daoists, today we gather here to jointly suppress and kill the evil demons, so it's best to elect an alliance leader."

That late-stage Golden Core cultivator took the lead in speaking, getting straight to the point.

"That's right."

"Yes, someone needs to be in charge."

"Then let's elect an alliance leader."

"..."

Everyone had no objection and agreed, knowing in their hearts that electing an alliance leader was inevitable.

Because this was not a joint effort to suppress one evil demon, but thousands upon thousands of evil demons, and someone had to take charge of the overall situation. Otherwise, at critical moments, everyone would have different opinions, how could they resist the enemy?

Jiang Zheng just nodded slightly, without saying anything.

"Then, in your opinion, who is suitable to take on the position of alliance leader?"

After the voice fell, everyone did not answer immediately, but silently calculated.

What standards should be used to select this alliance leader? In fact, everyone was calculating their own advantages, all wanting to seize the position of alliance leader.

"Since you fellow Daoists don't have any good ideas, then I'll offer a suggestion, everyone listen and see if it's okay?"

An old man with white hair and beard stood up, seeking everyone's opinion.

"Senior, please speak without hesitation."

"Fellow Daoists are all Golden Core cultivators, we are all qualified to be elected to this position of alliance leader, but the situation is urgent now, and we can't slowly consider it. We have already discussed before to select candidates from among the heads of the various sects. In my opinion, let's choose the one with the highest cultivation base."

After the old man finished speaking, everyone did not respond immediately, but secretly despised him in their hearts.

Because this old man was the one with the highest cultivation base, it was simply better to say than to sing.

Why not just say let you do it?

"Senior, that's not right. I think this position of alliance leader should be held by someone with strategy," a burly cultivator stood up, his voice hearty, and he bluntly rejected the other party's idea.

"That's right, having courage without strategy is difficult to achieve great things."

"I agree, since we are talking about strategy, I don't think we can only measure it by force."

"That's right," one person agreed, "I have been familiar with military strategy since I was a child, and I am confident that I can lead us to victory."

"You fart, you've been familiar with military strategy since you were a child? Then did you steal your Golden Core cultivation?!"

"What, can't you read in your spare time? Can't you have a hobby?"

"Laughing to death, don't you have any shame..."

"..."

"To be honest, I brought chess today, let's see strategy in chess."

"I also brought Go!"

"Five-in-a-row!!"

"Get out!!"

"(〒_〒)"

"..."

After a few sentences, everyone faintly tore off their disguise, arguing red-faced, becoming more and more outrageous.

Wu Yazi couldn't even interrupt, his mouth opened and closed, his hand raised and lowered, but he couldn't squeeze into the circle.

Jiang Zheng watched coldly, disdainful in his heart.

He didn't expect that dignified Golden Core cultivators would be like this, it was really laughable.

He wondered if the cultivators in the outside world were also like this. If that was the case, he wouldn't have such a high yearning for the outside world.

Just like that, everyone kept arguing, almost fighting.

At this moment, several auras came from a distance.

Everyone stopped arguing and looked over, only to see three golden figures flying in rapidly.

The leader had an aura of the Golden Core peak, while the remaining two were in the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

Everyone frowned, obviously not recognizing the newcomers.

"You juniors are really ignorant. The blood corpse army is crossing the plain, and you are still arguing here. Anzhou will be defeated in your hands sooner or later!"

As soon as the three of them landed, the white-browed cultivator at the head reprimanded.

The other two stood beside him, silent.

Jiang Zheng became interested. He didn't expect that Anzhou would still hide such old guys, but it made sense. After all, how could there be no Golden Core peak cultivators in such a large Anzhou?

Like Xiao Qiuhe, a half-step Nascent Soul cultivation, but he was not known to the world. He wondered how many people like this were still in this small place of Anzhou?

Everyone was reprimanded like this, and for a while, they couldn't say anything to refute.

"Senior, you are..."

One person took the lead in asking, but he didn't recognize this person.

In this small place, there were not many Golden Core cultivators in total. No matter where they were from, after so many years, everyone had more or less dealt with each other. Even if they were not familiar with each other, they had all heard of each other.

But none of the people present recognized these three people.

"Humph! I am Mo Wentian," the white-browed cultivator flicked his sleeves and said his name.

"Mo Wentian!! Senior, could it be..."

"..."

Jiang Zheng listened silently, it turned out that this person was Anzhou's number one person a thousand years ago.

The two Golden Core cultivators beside him were not living people at all, but puppets he had refined, but they were not ordinary puppets.

If Wu Yazi hadn't revealed it, it would have been difficult to see easily. Whether it was aura or appearance, they were no different from living people.

And this Mo Wentian was already at the peak of the Golden Core realm a thousand years ago, invincible in Anzhou, relying on these two puppets.

These two puppets also had a story. The one on the left was the last head of the sect where Mo Wentian was, whose body was refined into a puppet after his death.

On the right was Mo Wentian's biggest enemy when he rose to power, who was a figure of the same era as him. In the end, he couldn't defeat Mo Wentian and was killed and refined into a puppet.

Back then, when Mo Wentian had no rivals in Anzhou, he chose to leave Anzhou and go to a larger world to venture.

The outside world had blessed lands that seized the creation of heaven and earth, and more geniuses. He was determined to make a name for himself.

But decades later, for some reason, he finally returned. But Mo Wentian, who returned to Anzhou again, no longer had the edge he had before.

Even after the sect he belonged to was destroyed, he only left a sentence "When will revenge end?" and then disappeared from this land.

Some people said that he was hit hard in the outside world and his edge was smoothed out.

But what exactly happened, no one knew. Some people also asked him what the outside world was like?

He only said four words, "Hell on earth."

"Kong Qing, these puppets are so lifelike, is there any trick?"

Jiang Zheng kept looking at these two puppets, asking curiously.

"Jie Jie Jie... The souls are imprisoned inside, of course they are lifelike, but this kind of small trick is too useless. These two puppets can only activate the golden light of their lives at most, and they have to be fed with spirit stones."

Kong Qing changed the subject, "However, this immortal has a better method of refining puppets here, do you want it? I guarantee it's a hundred times stronger than his."

"What method?" Jiang Zheng's mind was greatly moved.

"Do you know what is a more advanced method than refining puppets?"

Kong Qing did not rush to say, but asked.

"What?"

"Eternal enslavement," Kong Qing smiled slyly.