In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 196 If I'd known even cultivators could be laid off... (Please subscribe!)
There is a dark alleyway behind the back entrance of a large gym in Taihua City.

Two figures stood silently in the deep darkness of the alley, waiting quietly.

Yang Wentao hurriedly pushed open the back door, looked around, and when he saw the two people in the darkness, he was first startled, and then quickly stepped forward to greet them respectfully.

"Greetings, Leader and Vice Leader."

Yang Wentao kept his head down, feeling an inexplicable sense of tension.

"Looked up."

A cold voice came from the darkness.

"Yes."

Yang Wentao cautiously looked up and met the cold gaze of the figure in the darkness.

He understood why he was nervous.

Because the person in front of me is the legendary number one student in the top ten preparatory classes, a prodigy destined to join one of the top ten immortal sects in the future.

Even if such a super-achiever just stood there, he would exert an extremely strong sense of pressure on him, a mere junior college student.

Moreover, Yang Wentao knew what immense darkness lay hidden beneath the other party's seemingly kind nature.

The secret drug business alone has already taken over half of the dark fitness industry in Taihua City.

Despite his seemingly glamorous life and the respect he commands from countless fitness enthusiasts, he was nothing more than a small fish in the other party's hands.

And this cult leader's demonic empire extends far beyond the mere business of secret medicines.
It's likely that even the ten major immortal sects have been infiltrated by him.

How could Yang Wentao dare to be disrespectful?

"Give me a report on your recent contacts with other demonic cults."

Yang Wentao felt a chill run down his spine once again.

Although he had already learned some of the information over the phone, he was still incredibly shocked when he confirmed it in person.

Because the cult leader's next move will determine the fate of the underground demonic forces in Taihua City.

And Yang Wentao, a mere college graduate, will also be involved.

Suppressing the inexplicable fervor and excitement in his heart, Yang Wentao began to report in detail.

The direct competitor of the Yuan Sect's secret medicine business is an underground demonic sect called "Nine Dragons Hall".

Their flagship products include nine dragon-named pills, such as Kangfu Longdan (symbolizing recovery and healing), Qunbo Longdan (symbolizing endurance and longevity), and Xis Longdan (representing masculinity and vitality).

"Master, the Nine Dragons Hall is not an easy demonic sect to deal with."

"There are several loyal fans of Kowloon Hall in this gym behind me. Even when I tried to sell them our body-refining elixir, they refused to accept it."

"There are two reasons. First, the pills from Kowloon Hall are indeed very potent, not just fraudulent health products."

"Secondly, because taking too much of Kowloon Hall's medicine can have severe side effects, making people's minds unclear and naturally unwilling to accept new things."

After Yang Wentao finished his introduction, he carefully explained the reasons for the recent decline in the growth rate of the secret medicine's sales.

"The Nine Dragons Hall? It really is a cult, it should be destroyed."

The figure in the darkness spoke with an icy tone, radiating murderous intent:
"Where's Wang Chao? I remember he's been undercover in the Kowloon Hall for a while now. How's his infiltration going?"

Yang Wentao quickly replied:

"Wang Chao is now a minor leader in the Nine Dragons Gang, but because he has only been a member for a short time, he has not yet been able to access the core headquarters of the Nine Dragons Gang."

"Hmm, I remember Wang Chao's meeting with the Nine Dragons Hall headquarters is tonight?"

"Yes, they will meet in two hours. Here is the address."

Yang Wentao quickly handed over a piece of paper with coordinates written on it.

A small, white hand reached out from the darkness and took it.

Then a clear, cold female voice rang out:

"The Kowloon Hall will be destroyed tonight. After they disappear, you should know what to do."

Overjoyed, Yang Wentao quickly nodded and said:
"Master, Vice Master, rest assured!"

"Your subordinate will definitely ensure that our body-refining medicine and weight-loss medicine quickly seize the vacant market..."

"Body-refining medicine?"

A cold snort came from the darkness, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

Yang Wentao was initially startled, but then quickly realized what he had said and hurriedly changed his tune with a forced smile:
"I misspoke, sir. We sell health supplements, not medicine."

The temperature then began to rise.

"Go down, but remember, although I am your protector, if the health supplement business is exposed, it has nothing to do with me."

Yang Wentao opened his mouth, but dared not say anything more. He could only bow his head respectfully, turn around and go back through the back door.

After he left, the two people in the darkness slowly walked out of the alley.

Who else could it be but Su Yuan and Chen Nuoyi?

"Su Yuan, if something goes wrong with this health supplement business, can we really escape unscathed?"

"Chen Nuoyi asked. Su Yuan calmly replied:"
"So what if we're found out? Our secret medicine has no harmful substances and we don't force anyone to buy it. You can even say it's a nutritional pill we made ourselves."

"Even if Yang Wentao and his associates are really being targeted, they will at most be questioned and warned a few times and then it will be fine."

Chen Nuoyi was relieved.

Immediately afterwards, the two set off according to the Kowloon Hall's transaction address, arrived at the transaction site early, and hid.

The transaction took place on the rooftop of a shopping mall. As the transaction time approached, Wang Chao appeared on the rooftop.

Before long, another figure dressed in black, completely covered up, appeared.

The two didn't exchange more than a few words. With one hand, they handed over the money they had collected, and with the other, a new batch of Nine Dragons Pills.

In the shadows, Su Yuan's discerning eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

He sensed a strong demonic aura emanating from the man in black.

That was the aura produced by being immersed in demonic pills for a long time.

It seems this man in black not only sells medicine, but also takes it himself.

But for some reason, the demonic energy emanating from Wang Chao was much stronger than that of the man in black.

He must be an undercover agent... right?

The entire transaction was very quick, taking less than thirty seconds, but that was enough time.

Su Yuan drew out the Myriad Soul Banner, flicked it at the man in black, and hacked his phone.

He can know the person's location in real time through his mobile phone.

After he jumped off the mall and left, Su Yuan and Chen Nuoyi followed him at a distance using GPS tracking.

During this time, the person changed clothes and phone, but relying on his Demon-Revealing Eye, Su Yuan was still able to easily find the other person in the crowd.

After following them for a while, they arrived at a small printing factory located on the outskirts of the city.

This must be the headquarters of the Kowloon Hall.

However, from the outside, this printing factory doesn't appear to have a trace of demonic aura.

It's likely that some kind of detection technique, such as the "Demon-Revealing Eye," is used to isolate it.

Su Yuan remained calm and directly had the Myriad Soul Banner hack into the printing factory's security cameras, allowing him to see what was happening inside the factory.

The above-ground factory buildings house normally operating printing equipment, but the underground floor is a bustling alchemy den.

Such small workshops naturally do not have automated alchemy equipment; they are all made by a group of alchemists over the age of fifty-three using ancient methods.

The entire basement level was ablaze with flames, resembling a boiler room.

"Sigh, I was wondering how the Nine Dragons Hall developed. It turns out that all the laid-off alchemists ended up working in places like this."

As Su Yuan sent the surveillance footage to Chen Nuoyi's phone, he shook his head and sighed.

The girl looked at the surveillance footage and said:

"I've heard that many martial arts schools lay off employees once they turn 53 in order to keep the workforce young."

"These alchemists working in illegal workshops are probably all poor people who are burdened with debt and mortgages and have no choice but to work here."

"If we report this to the police now, won't they lose their jobs and go hungry?"

Unemployment is certain, but not being able to eat is not necessarily a problem, as prison food is plentiful.

Su Yuan really wanted to answer like that.

But that makes it somewhat like hell.

And to be honest, Su Yuan could empathize with these alchemists to some extent.

They are not puppets; behind them are individual families.

If it weren't for the dog system, Su Yuan himself would probably have been laid off when he was fifty-three years old.

Why should working people make things difficult for each other?

However, Su Yuan did not say these words aloud, but simply said:

"It's really a shame to throw all these people into prison."

"After all, they are all skilled workers with more than 20 years of experience. Once the Yuan Sect develops, there may be a place where they can be used."

"How about this, before we take action against the Nine Dragons Hall, I'll drive these innocent alchemists away first."

As he spoke, Su Yuan commanded the Myriad Soul Banner to short-circuit the printing plant's spiritual energy supply pipeline.

A burst of sparks flew, and the printing plant was plunged into darkness.

After the line workers inspected the equipment and found that it would take more than ten hours to restore power, the alchemists were dismissed and went home on the spot.

As soon as the alchemists finished their shift, Su Yuan activated the Myriad Soul Banner again. Through a coincidence of a "short circuit" in the spiritual energy channel, he caused the warehouse storing the Nine Dragon Pills to catch fire.

In this way, the head of the Kowloon Hall will inevitably arrive in person to check the situation.

(End of this chapter)