Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 332 - 294: History Repeats Itself, Meng Yu Takes Command_2

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But no matter what, if Meng Yu dies, everyone is doomed.

He explained in detail to Meng Yu how to operate the specific process, whom to find, and even included who to call and how to clear customs the fastest when necessary.

He was not the first person to talk with Meng Yu; other Golden Core Masters had spoken with him before, and Meng Yu did not deliberately hide anything in their discussions.

Everyone was curious about what Meng Yu was planning to do.

In the most extreme case, Meng Yu could be having everyone work here while he secretly crossed over to the Blood God Sect and obtained the Blood Sea Great Formation, then after this operation was over, perform a double-cross.

By then, all the benefits from eliminating the Eternal Night Palace would be inherited by him, and those returning would become War Souls within the Blood Sea Great Formation, at his command. Such a tactic of swallowing everything from both ends would be enough to make him instantly powerful.

This was not mere speculation by others; they had discussed this possibility before they came. Such a method of the Demonic Path could let Meng Yu grow strong in the shortest time, and it was also the reason the Immortal Sect declined to procure the Blood Sea Great Formation for Meng Yu.

"Don’t worry, I am not that kind of deranged person. Also, do you think there’s enough time?"

Meng Yu, seemingly aware of the Golden Core Master’s doubts, said with a chuckle.

Yes, the operation here was to take place in a month’s time. Even if Meng Yu reached the border and crossed over to the Blood God Sect, procuring the Blood Sea Great Formation was not a simple task.

The Golden Core Masters and Nascent Souls over there were more crafty and cunning than the next, with backstabbing being second nature. Whatever Meng Yu did over there, it would take one or two years to successfully acquire it without any mishaps—and that’s not even considering the chance of failure.

And here he was, spending his days with everyone else. How could he possibly go to the Blood God Sect?

His question was merely for the sake of future operations or just to put pressure on the Immortal Sect.

Everyone felt sympathy for Meng Yu.

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After sending the Golden Core Master away, Master Lihua laughed at the side.

The lesson history teaches us is that humanity never actually learns from its lessons.

Doesn’t the current situation strongly resemble what happened back in the Martial Arts Miniature World?

Meng Yu, possessing a Unique Skill, had fallen into various whirlpools, yet amid shuffles and shifts, he maneuvered between the Immortal Sect and the Cultivation World, eventually carving out space for himself until today, just as back then!

At that time, Zhuge Caihua, the fool, gave a well-trained army to Meng Yu, then let him maintain order with them.

It was a thankless task, one prone to making enemies and errors!

But in hindsight, everyone’s comment was that Zhuge Caihua, the simpleton, was like Empress Dowager He giving the army to Dong Zhuo—Zhuge Caihua handed over an elite force to Meng Yu.

And now, the Immortal Sect dared to entrust six hundred Golden Core Masters to Meng Yu, allowing him to control the situation, and the most amusing part was that the vice-commander, Mirror Twelve, had vanished without a trace, leaving only Meng Yu to take command!

No one thought this was improper. The big shots of the Immortal Sect were all smiling gleefully, waiting to see Meng Yu fall deeper into their trap!

They even felt that Meng Yu, a minor player, couldn’t possibly cause any significant waves, and no matter how much he stirred, it all happened under the supervision of the Old Immortal Gate.

But now, six hundred Golden Core Masters... this massive force had finally landed in the hands of Meng Yu.

How wonderful.

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A day later.

It was still an ordinary day, the courtyard full of serenity; the two young girls had prepared delicious food, but unfortunately Meng Yu had to enter seclusion today.

"Be extra careful when you go, caution above all else."

Master Lihua helped Meng Yu arrange his clothes, still very worried, while Master Taohua went over the talking points again, instructing Meng Yu to remember them clearly.

For a hundred years forward, a hundred years back!

Meng Yu had previously used this ’Golden Finger’ to sweep through the Cultivation World, and now he was using it to sweep through the Immortal Sect.

Meng Yu’s ’Golden Finger’ was now Taohua and Lihua. The two Masters knew, and they were also taken aback by Meng Yu’s boundless ambition. Simply put, Meng Yu was not planning to play the Immortal Sect’s game anymore.

Repeatedly leveling the playing field had been excruciating for Meng Yu, done in pursuit of the greatest benefit. Now, it was time to reap the rewards.

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"I will take care of myself as best as I can. If anything unexpected happens to me, go find Mirror Twelve. Since he has achieved Divinity Transformation and has spent so many years with the Moon God, he surely has a way to deal with the Moon God’s contract. Even if it involves practicing the Demonic Path or anything else, as long as I survive, I will find a way to return and take you all back with me!"

Meng Yu looked deeply at the two beauties and then departed.

The next moment, Meng Yu appeared in the border city where the Immortal Sect and the Blood God Sect were in a standoff.

There was no one-month cooling period for Meng Yu to return from Sleepless City to the Immortal Sect, so he could keep reappearing there indefinitely!

Three years on the Old Immortal Sect’s side allowed him to spend three hundred years on this side of the Immortal Sect.

The city was very clean and bustling with activity.

A year ago, Meng Yu had asked Master Lihua to help with some procedures and obtain a false identity for him. He was now a business representative of a certain large company, coming here to prepare for a purchase from the Blood God Sect.

The Immortal Sect and the Blood God Sect were currently at peace, but most interactions between them were restricted to goods trading, with very strict limits on personal exchanges and tourism. Many employees from large companies would be held up when trying to leave the country, with many applications for exit either delayed for months or mysteriously denied.

Both the Immortal Sect and the Blood God Sect feared infiltration from the other, so they remained mutually guarded.

Meng Yu’s current identity was utterly ordinary: he held an identity certificate for commercial trade within Blood God Sect territory as a common Foundation Establishment businessman affiliated with a large company.

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Typically, such business activities were easily rejected.

For instance, while waiting at the government building, someone tried to advise Meng Yu.

"Buddy, this won’t work... Why don’t you find an external agent to see if they can help you? Your form and application are not filled out properly, and the goods you want to import are not essential. It’s definitely going to be sent back."

"Thank you."

Meng Yu said politely, then handed over the documents and left the government building. He rented a private room in a nearby tea house, made a certain phone call, and met with a certain official.

The official looked at him curiously, wondering what this businessman, who knew his private phone number, wanted to do.

Meng Yu passed him a letter.

It was from his college mentor, a Golden Core Master who had been very kind to him, helping him with his career and daily difficulties after graduation.

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He had written a letter stating that this gentleman had an excellent reputation and was trustworthy, and asked to facilitate his passage.

The letter wasn’t a forgery; apart from the stamp of martial arts sincerity, the details only insiders knew were correct. Moreover, his request wasn’t excessive—just regular passage through the border.

The official’s attitude immediately became warm, inviting the young man to dinner, proactively inquiring about the situation, and expressing that he would do his best to help.

He didn’t care to delve into the backstory, but he would help wholeheartedly.

Three days later, Meng Yu’s application got approved.

A simple problem, which countless people were desperately trying to overcome even at the expense of their lives in fights, was solved by a single letter.

All because the right person had been found.

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On the fourth day, Meng Yu boarded a train, leaving the Immortal Sect and heading towards the Blood God Sect.

It was another pleasant conversation, one where they inadvertently talked about knowing some important personality that established connections.

"Mr. Cao, your safety is my responsibility now," said the captain of the Angel Security Company, thumping his chest.

He liked this client who was generous and had connections—when Meng Yu went through customs, he didn’t have many Spirit Stones, nor a heap of personal belongings, but this didn’t mean he wasn’t wealthy.

Among the six hundred Golden Core holders, many had overseas accounts. Meng Yu borrowed one account, from which he could transfer a substantial amount of money and then hire the best protection.

The team captain from Angel Security Company happened to know a certain Golden Core Master. Meng Yu knew the captain’s disposition and mentioned an acquaintance; thus, their relationship improved. Along the way, they had many conveniences.

With lifespans of two to three hundred years, these six hundred Golden Core individuals had held many significant roles and knew many people. Sometimes, it wasn’t about fighting; smooth sailing could be achieved without battles.

Riding the Interstellar Train, Meng Yu continued onward, ever onward.