32 Assimilation
(Are you planning to force Xie Mo into submission?)
No.
(Then why are you infecting him with the second virus.)
To torture his mind.
The more I attempt to infect him, the higher the percentage of success. That also means the stronger the mental attack or the weaker his resilience.
(Instead of throwing him away, he is much better as a subordinate)
Haha... You make it sound as if I care about the sect.
Besides, Xie Mo is a ticking time bomb. The stronger he gets, the more danger I am in.
With his soul resilience, he is bound to break free from "puppetry" very soon.
And...
It was very satisfying seeing his tears and mucus glare from the ceremony.
But the sect is indeed hopelessly weak. From the basics of footwork, they are doing everything wrong.
I am sitting on the throne chair behind a long table with several elders seated.
"Why are you planning to send them to death?" An elder in charge of training exclaims, Jun Gaoming. He has a muscular physique at the stage of peak foundation establishment.
"We need money!" Says the elder in charge of Wealth, Zhong Han.
"Bastard! You sold all the martial arts and you are not happy with that?" Says Gaoming.
I sigh.
!
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"My apologies." They say.
Zhong Han advised sending the disciples out to hunt beasts or accomplish missions for money. However, the appearance of the blood sect raised concerns about their safety. After all, the sect only has a few disciples.
"I agree with Gaoming," I say. I take out a pouch that I took from Xie Mo and place 50 papers on the table, each is equivalent to around 10 gold coins.
!!
"This was the money Xie Mo hid for himself. I assume each of you is aware of Xie Mo's movement after his change. He went to many different sects and families, returning with various feats." I say.
"That selfish brat! It was foolish of me to even think he could change the sect's situation! That is one more rule he had broken, I advise we execute him!" Says Zhong Han.
"No, he has many connections that owe him. Do you think we can handle the consequences?" I ask.
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Not yet.
I haven't seen him in total despair. Besides, his fate value isn't zero and I can't kill him due to the backlash.
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Xie Mo has failed to cure the young master of the Profound Poison Sect.
-2000 fate values
+200,000 points
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Xie Mo has failed to fulfil the contract between him and the Phoenix of protecting the twins in the woods. The twins have been found by a beast and were killed.
-4000 fate value
+400,000 points
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Moreover, I can reduce his fate value by simply imprisonment.
(What you've done is changing the destiny of many beings in the Murim, for the worse or better, I am not surprised that the system is rewarding a large number of points.)
Nothing is fixed in stone.
A young man with black messy hair is sitting at the opposite end of the table, Gan Bolin. He isn't a disciple of the sect but is here to help as an envoy of the Gan family. They have a relationship with the ancestor of this sect and Bolin is the person who gathered data about me.
"Now that I think about it, the sect has an ancestor in seclusion?" I ask.
Li Ye nods. "The ancestor is trying to break through the Golden Soul realm. It has been a thousand years since then but we should not interrupt his seclusion. If something happened to him, the earth and heavens will tremble to send a warning."
So that is the reason for the sect's safety, the ancestor.
"For now, Xie Mo's money can last us a few months. Gaoming, scrap the cultivation technique everyone is using and use this instead." I gave them the technique I stole from the Xi Family. It, together with the palm martial arts is the only thing I didn't sell.
Gaoming's eyes lit up. "T-This... Amazing!"
"We need to improve their strength, the entire sect is hopeless if we don't. Force them to practise 500 swings every morning and cultivate every night. Those who failed to do so will not have meals provided." I say. They have to start from the establishment of basics.
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"But without meals-"
"Do you think the sect disciples have the motivation to train? We are simply creating one."
"If they decide to leave?"
"Let them. They will only be a burden to the sect. Oh yeah, these five will be joining us as core disciples directly under me, will anyone object?" I ask. The five disciples from the Profound Poison sect appear behind me.
"We wouldn't dare!"
And the meeting ends. The elders disperse but I hold Bolin back.
"Do you mind looking into the connections Xie Mo made?" I ask.
"I... Don't mind."
Bolin glances back at me before he jumps out of the window.
I gesture to one of the disciples to follow me and the rest disappear into the dark.
She is the woman who told Xie Mo to shut up previously at the ceremony, named Yin Yueling and an elegant teenager with toned skin and emerald eyes.
We enter a room meant for cultivation in the building. There is a mat laid out in the middle of the circular room with a few arrays to facilitate a constant supply of Qi.
Yueling sits on the mat and I sit behind, placing both of my hands on her back.
Although my virus is similar to "auto cultivation", I wasn't slacking. I tried to think of innovative ways of utilizing the virus.
There is one obvious thing: The virus is linked to the system and the system to me.
Now I only need to test out my hypothesis.
I inject Qi into Yueling and circulate them around her body.
There is a clump of virus concentrated in her lungs, the Qi dissipated and spread them. This allows the virus to be evenly distributed throughout her body.
My attempt ensues until even her meridians and dantian have traces of my virus.
Now then...
Similar to using glue, I attach the virus to the muscles, veins, cells, everything possible with Qi.
!!
"Urgh!!"
Yueling grits her teeth as she tries to endure it.
No... It's not enough. I need to assimilate the virus further.
After 2 hours, her body emits a subtle smoke and she collapsed.
Huff Huff...
I wiped the sweat off my forehead.
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Congratulations! The host has assimilated enough virus in an infected to affect the individual. It is now impossible for the virus to be erased(with the exception that the infected reached a cultivation base that the virus cannot resist).
Menu unlocked:
[A.Infected]
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!!!!
I-It worked! Haha...
I collapse back onto the ground as I try to catch my breath.
With the panel still floating above, I click on "A.Infected"
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Current Infected Assimilation:
-Yin Yueling(view)
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Yin Yueling
Core Formation stage 8
Techniques:
-Shadow Steps
-Dagger Poison Arts(Offensive)
-Poison Refinement(Defensive)
-Poison Integration(Cultivation)
[Add Techniques]
Would the host like to know more?
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For every cultivation that the infected do, the host will receive a small portion(0.1%) of it.
When the infected achieves certain milestones or becomes stronger, the host will receive corresponding evolution points.
Identical to the normal system, the host can use evolution points to upgrade the techniques learnt by the infected to be enlightened instantly.
The host can furthermore input techniques at the cost of evolution points for the infected to learn them instantly.
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Yes! This is what I need!
But I have to discover another much more efficient method of assimilation.
For now, I can confirm that my system is very versatile.
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I yawn when I carry Yueling on my back out of the room.
!
Blocking the hallway is Li Xing in her martial robe.
"Yes?" I ask.
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Li Xing gulps before she bows. "P-Patriarch... Please teach me martial arts!" She says.
What?
I smile.
"A month ago, you were ridiculing me," I say. "Yet you are asking for my teachings now?"
Li Xing trembles, her eyes are fixated on the floor as she narrows her brows.
She goes into a low kowtow and slams her head against the floor.
?!
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for being blind! I... I will do anything. Please, I want to become stronger." Says Li Xing.
"Anything?"
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"Y-Yes." Li Xing forces herself to say that.
I sigh.
