The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 502: Stabilizing the Rear, Wuxiang Valley
Richard's questioning frightened Kong Xiong, and the sword he had looted from the Taiyue Gate warehouse fell to the ground.

"Master, which fool offended you? Tell me! I will cook him right now."

Kong Xiong's answer made Richard secretly shake his head in his heart, thinking that his subordinate was not very intelligent.

"Idiot!" Richard said coldly, "Who can provoke me? Who dares to provoke me? I asked you to take over the territory of other sects, what did you do!

Chengshan City is about to be turned into a mess by our disciples!"

Only then did Kong Xiong realize that his master was talking about this issue.

He heaved a sigh of relief and said in a nonchalant tone, "Master, our disciple has been suppressed for such a long time, so let him make a fuss if he wants."

He patted his chest and promised: "I promise that this year's tax burden will definitely be collected!"

Kong Xiong's promise could not satisfy Richard. What he wanted was not taxes, but people's hearts and stability.

"You idiot! Don't I know how to exploit the people?" Richard shouted, "What I want is stability! Now, go out and gather all the disciples back.

Are you still letting them make trouble? Do you know how many people will die this year if they make trouble? Do you still want to recruit disciples in Chengshan City?"

After being scolded, although Kong Xiong did not understand Richard's thoughts, he hurriedly put down what he was holding and left the warehouse.

In the eyes of Kong Xiong and even the vast majority of wild beastman warriors, mortals are just weeds on the ground. Even if they are cut this year, they will still grow again next year.

There are many people in the wilderness who want to enter the city. Even if all the people in Chengshan City are dead, they can still get enough people from outside to fill the gap.

Human hearts? Can that be eaten as food, or can it make the sect stronger?

As long as I am willing, there are plenty of good guys in the wilderness who can join our sect.

Compared with the bandits, wild beasts, and various natural disasters in the wilderness, these taxes in the city are not something unbearable.

But Richard wanted more than just the survival of the Banshanmen. He wanted the Banshanmen to grow strong enough to serve as a banner. Only in this way would the Banshanmen be eligible to be supported by wizards.

Not long after Kong Xiong went out, a melodious bell sound echoed in Chengshan City.

The disciples of Banshanmen who heard the bell were confused, but they still returned to the Banshanmen headquarters.

An hour later, the disciples of Banshanmen gathered in a square at the headquarters.

Richard stood in the sky and said seriously, "I don't like nonsense, so I'll just say it straight. Regarding the recovery of other sects' territories, I am very dissatisfied with your behavior.

Extortion, robbery, rape and looting, do you look like disciples of the Mountain Gate? If you don't know, you might think bandits have entered the city!"

While speaking, Richard deliberately used soul witchcraft, and under his rebuke, the warriors on the ground lowered their heads one after another.

Although their morals are low, they are not without morals after all.

Under the influence of soul witchcraft, these tiny morals were magnified, and a sense of shame surged from their hearts.

"I won't say much else. From now on, all disciples of Banshanmen must strictly follow the new version of the sect rules. No one is allowed to be an exception!

If there is any more rape and robbery, I will cook whoever did it!"

After that, Richard handed a piece of paper to Kong Xiong beside him, and then waved his sleeves and left. Kong Xiong opened the paper and looked at the rules and regulations on it, his face couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Richard added many clauses in the new version of the house rules, prohibiting disturbing the public and not oppressing the people. Violations of these clauses would result in punishments such as amputation of hands, tattooing, and beheading.

"As a warrior, you can't bully those peasants... Master has been getting weirder and weirder since he went into seclusion."

……

The implementation of the new version of the sect rules went smoothly. After Richard personally beheaded several disciples, all the disciples of the Banshan Sect began to follow the sect rules.

Under the constraints of the new version of the sect rules, the riots in Chengshan City soon ended. Local tyrants from various regions also left their names here at the Banshan Gate, and they would look for these people to pay taxes and move to the Banshan Gate in the future.

The territories of the eleven major sects encompass most of Chengshan City. Together with the small sects that surrendered, Chengshan City has almost become a place where the people in charge have the final say.

This has never happened in the history of Chengshan City.

Kong Xiong spent a week compiling the treasures of the eleven major sects and their surrendered disciples into a book.

Among them, the magic essence alone, which the wild orcs call Yuan Jing, is as much as 50 million, not to mention various precious medicines, precious weapons, and the Holy Sect coins used for transactions.

If these are added together, the assets of these eleven major sects are almost 100 million magic essences.

This is a huge sum of money for a wizard academy.

"What a rich family background." Richard looked at the records on the roster and sighed slightly.

A sect in a city can plunder so many things. If it were a sect with a longer history, the cost of raiding its home would probably be equivalent to the cost of an expedition to another dimension.

From these lists, Richard picked out some materials that were useful to Qimen, and threw the rest into the warehouse.

These things are useless now, but putting them in the warehouse can help establish your personal image.

The big reshuffle brought about by the purge of the eleven major sects soon passed, and under Richard's deliberate maintenance, Chengshan City did not experience any chaos. The people in the city also began to live a normal life.

If nothing unexpected happens, this year's tax burden should not be so severe that it will kill people.

In the past, the sects were very cruel in oppressing the people, and killing people was common. So as long as Richard ensured that no one died, the foundation of Chengshan City would be very stable.

Among a group of non-human things, anthropomorphism is also a kind of progress.

After completing the work in Chengshan City, Richard passed the news of the killing of the demon warrior to Wuxiang Valley.

In order to hide his strength, Richard returned to the manor, created many traces of battle, and brainwashed the mortal servants with mind magic to ensure that they would not speak nonsense. The second week after delivering the message, the message finally received a response.

Wuxiang Valley sent a team of people to escort the mask.

……

"Excuse me, sir, where is the mask?"

In the lobby of Banshanmen headquarters, the Wuxiang Valley disciples who came to escort the masks lined up in two rows, and the middle-aged mad orc in the lead asked Richard.

"Right here."

Richard poured out the box that had been prepared long ago from the Qiankun Gourd, and then glanced at the disciples of Wuxiang Valley without saying a word.

Wuxiang Valley is an old sect with a history of several epochs. The sect's signature martial arts is called Wuxiang Sacred Scripture, which is said to be formless and invisible, and can be compared to the martial arts of hundreds of schools.

But in recent years, there has been a lack of young disciples in Wuxiang Valley.

It is said that the martial arts of Wuxiang Valley attach great importance to the two ways of spirit and energy. Anyone who practices this martial arts needs to break through not the shackles of the body, but the calamity of emptiness of the heart.

Judging from the elite level of this team of disciples, either the rumors about Wuxiang Valley are false, or Wuxiang Valley attaches great importance to this mask.

The middle-aged man in charge took the box carefully, then poured out a pill from the gourd on his waist and swallowed it. After the medicine began to take effect, the middle-aged man moved his fingers slightly and pushed the box open a little.

The temptation of the mask was transmitted to the middle-aged man through the small gap. After sensing the temptation, the middle-aged man immediately closed the box.

After doing all this, he bowed solemnly to Richard.

“I never thought that in this small city of Chengshan, there would be a martial arts master like you. It is his fate that this evil demon met a master.

But I want to ask you a question, have you ever worn this mask?"

Richard frowned when he heard this: "Of course not. This mask is so evil that I can't even avoid it, so why would I wear it?"

Hearing Richard's words, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, as if he was shocked that Richard could resist the temptation of the mask.

The middle-aged man bowed again: "Master is amazing, I wonder what you want?"

Richard nodded slightly and gave the answer he had prepared long ago.

"I want to go into the library of Wuxiang Valley and take a look."

The middle-aged man was not surprised by Richard's answer. Since Richard could kill a magic warrior by himself, his strength must be extraordinary.

A warrior at this level will definitely seek to go further.

"Master, please wait for a day. After we have explored the residences of these evil demons, we will take you back to the sect."

……

In the manor where Mr. Wu lived, the disciples of Wuxiang Valley began to interrogate the servants who served Mr. Wu one by one.

Next to him, the middle-aged man in the lead looked at Mr. Wu’s house in silence.

"Second Uncle, what are you looking at?"

A crisp voice came from behind the middle-aged man. He turned around and saw a short female disciple from Wuxiang Valley looking at him curiously.

"Nothing, I was just wondering how the old leader of the Banshan Gate killed this evil demon."

"What's so good about this?" The disciple asked in confusion, "The martial arts of these small sects are not worth imitating."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Look at the surrounding environment. Although these houses are damaged, overall, the evil demon was suppressed by the old leader the whole time.

But do you know who the evil demon he killed was?"

"who is it?"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly and said, "It's Monkey C."

There are 120 people with masks in the Demon Cult, and their titles are a combination of the twelve zodiac animals and the heavenly stems. Among these 120 people, Bing Hou is one of the top 36 tough guys.

Even he didn't dare to say that he could kill Binghou.

Not to mention, the old leader was still fighting in Binghou’s lair.

Although the middle-aged man was not a Qimen person, he still knew some simple Qimen methods. The aura here had obviously changed, which showed that there had been a Qimen formation here.

With his unique formation, he completely suppressed the monkey. The old master's strength might be even more terrifying than the rumors.

"Uncle Master, we have finished questioning these people. They know nothing."

A disciple came up to the middle-aged man and reported with his head down.

"You know nothing?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He thought that if someone survived this time, he might be able to dig up something, but he didn't expect that there was still nothing.

"Then go back."

"What about these people?"

"What else can we do? They have been with the evil demon for such a long time, who knows if they have been infected by it. Kill them all, collect their ashes and bring them back to the sect for burial."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)