C19 Puppet Technique
Zhang Family.
Zhang Ju and Zhang Qingyang had just heard the news of Zhao Yu's death.
Zhang Ju said with a solemn expression, "Zhao Xin actually killed Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu is also a piece of trash. A First Level Core Formation can't even kill a Fourth Level Core Formation trash. What should we do now, Qingyang?"
"Let's wait for my master to come back and discuss how to deal with Zhao Xin!" Zhang Qingyang sighed. Even Zhao Yu, who was only at the First Level Core Formation, was killed. How could he be a match for someone who was only at the Fifth Level of Bone Refining?
"When will your master return?" Zhang Ju asked. He was also afraid that Zhao Xin would come and kill them, and they wouldn't be able to stop him.
"Master will be back the day after tomorrow. At that time, it will be the day of Zhao Xin's death!"
Zhang Qingyang clenched his fists under his sleeve. A strong killing intent flashed across his eyes. The grudge of killing his brother had made him want to cut Zhao Xin into a thousand pieces.
At this moment, the main hall of Zhao Family was filled with people from the Zhao Family.
The servants of the Zhao Family, as well as some managers who didn't have the ability to manage the family's finances, were all present.
The ground was covered with bloody corpses, especially Zhao Yu's corpse, which shocked everyone.
"Cough cough, it's time for you all to express your stance. I'm not Zhao Yu, so I won't slaughter you all like him!" Zhao Xin coughed twice in the main hall, pulling everyone back from their shock.
"What do you want to say?" A young man stood out and asked.
"Do you want to submit or die?" Zhao Xin glared at him and said in a deep voice.
"You..." When the young man saw Zhao Xin's fierce look, his heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously took half a step back.
All the people from the Zhao Family had already appeared at the entrance of the hall, including a few old demons. However, when they came out and saw Zhao Xin killing Zhao Yu, they had already disappeared.
Everyone was silent for a few minutes. Suddenly, one of the stewards stepped forward and knelt on one knee beside Zhao Xin and shouted respectfully, "Greetings, Family Head!"
He only wanted to live. It didn't make much of a difference to them who thought of Family Head.
Almost everyone had chosen the wisest choice. Almost everyone outside the hall fell to their knees and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Family Head!"
Ding! Congratulations to the host for activating the faction system. The faction that the host conquered will bring benefits to the host. The host of the creature killed by the faction will receive 30% of the profits. Furthermore, their lives are already bound to the system. The main reason is that there are people who have betrayed the host. The host only needs to have one thought to kill them.)
Faction System: Zhuo Family; Zhao Family.
When Zhao Xin heard the system notification, he was shocked from his seat. Holy sh * t, the system is encouraging me to conquer the world! Hahaha, I, Zhao Xin, am coming to this world!
"Since you have chosen to submit, that's good. At least you have your lives back. Now I will start distributing the missions!"
Although Zhao Xin was laughing crazily in his heart, his face was still expressionless. Some of the people who were kneeling on the ground had yellow names on their heads. It seemed like they had yet to become red names due to the potential danger. Perhaps they were still hesitating, but since they had chosen to surrender... The System had already bound their lives to his consciousness. He only needed a thought to kill this group of people in an instant.
"Where is the owner of the Weapons Branch!?" Zhao Xin shouted.
Immediately, a white-haired old man in his 70s stood up and said, "I am here. What orders does Family Head have?"
"The weapon branch is now closed. Send all the refined iron in the inventory to my room. There is nothing left!"
"This..." The old man looked troubled.
Zhao Xin said, "Zhang Family and Feng Family should be here soon. Those who don't want to die, do as I say. If anyone tries to fool me, I will let them die in an ugly way. " As he finished speaking, he looked at everyone with a cold and familiar expression.
When the old man heard this, he responded by turning around and leaving the Zhao Family to start preparing the fine iron that Zhao Xin needed.
"Manager of the medicine store."
"Manager of the Demonic Beast Handling Branch."
As the orders were passed down one by one, he knew that it was already very good if he could honestly complete half of his orders.
After making arrangements for everyone, Zhao Xin got up and wanted to go back to his room to rest for a while. As soon as he got up, a guard rushed in. "Family Head, Xiao Qi, and the rest are back!"
Zhao Xin was shocked and hurriedly asked, "They are not dead?"
The guard nodded and said, "No."
Just as the guard was about to say something, a familiar voice sounded from outside the hall.
"Young Lord!"
"Elder Zhuo, Xiao Qi, you two!"
"Young master!" Xiao Qi saw Zhao Xin's tears and instantly took three steps forward. He took two steps forward and hugged Zhao Xin. He cried, "Young master, you have made Xiao Qi worried to death! Wuuuuu!"
Zhao Xin smiled and patted Xiao Qi's back. He said softly, "Isn't young master fine? Don't cry. It won't look good if you cry again." Looking at Xiao Qi's teary eyes, Zhao Xin couldn't help pinching Xiao Qi's nose. He said intimately.
This was his happiness, he would never allow anyone to take away this happiness from him!
Elder Zhuo chuckled when he saw this scene. "This old servant is relieved that Young Lord is fine. Miss Xiao Qi is too worried about Young Lord."
Xiao Qi turned his head and looked at everyone who was looking at her. Her face instantly turned red. Embarrassed, he let go of Zhao Xin and walked behind Zhao Xin with his head lowered. Everyone laughed out loud when they saw this.
After laughing with Xiao Qi and Ye Dalei for a while, Zhao Xin walked to Zhuo Wuji and said, "Elder Zhuo, really..."
"Young Lord, you don't have to blame yourself. It is the Zhuo Family's honor to go through fire and water for Young Lord. Now that Young Lord has killed those old thieves, I think he will be able to rest in peace!" Zhuo Wuji cupped his fists and took a step back respectfully.
Zhao Xin gave the knife to Zhuo Yanjun and arranged their accommodation. Zhao Xin returned to his simple hut in the backyard. The refined iron was piled up in the yard, forming a small black hill.
One day later.
Ding! Puppet skill Proficiency + 1
Zhao Xin looked at a piece of refined iron that had been refined into scrap metal and sighed. He turned around, picked up a herb, and began refining it.
'Ding... Pill skill Proficiency + 1'
He hadn't closed his eyes for an entire day and night, and had been constantly improving his puppet and alchemy skills. He had already used half of the more than 500,000 Spiritual Energy.
The next morning, early in the morning.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up his puppet technique. Currently, his puppet technique was at the second grade. Obtained 100,000 Spiritual Energy reward.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for leveling up the Pill Alchemy. Currently, the Pill Alchemy is second grade. [Reward: 100,000 Spiritual Energy]
Zhao Xin heard the system notification in his mind. He shook his head, grinned, and continued refining.
In the room, a pile of fine iron was placed into the fire pit beside Zhao Xin's Spiritual Energy and began to refine. The pieces of fine iron were refined into their respective shapes, and time passed bit by bit.
Two hours later, a pile of fine iron flew out of the fire and fell into the water basin, producing a puff of smoke. A sizzling sound was heard, and the appearance of the pile of fine iron was revealed. Zhao Xin grinned and laughed. He bit his thumb and squeezed out a wisp of blood essence, dripping it on a pile of refined fine iron.
Both of his hands kept forming seals, and one array seal after another was formed and thrown into the refined iron.
The originally silent iron on the ground suddenly moved. The pieces of iron started to piece together according to the guidance of Zhao Xin's formation seal. Ten minutes later, Zhao Xin let out a deep roar from his throat, "Bumblebee, come out for me!"
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