Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Qi Yi could accomplish Zhao Bo’s ambition. As the protagonist, he definitely had the spiritual roots to cultivate ‘Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts.’

If Qi Yi indeed cultivated the rare art, even though what he learned was a relatively crude cultivation technique, Qi Yi would still enter another level entirely different from ordinary people in the martial world.

Qi Yi could unite the martial world. He could then fight against the imperial court and become the emperor. Then, he’d become an immortal, before ascending to the heavens. He’d continue to spill blood but on a different plane of existence by then.

Woah. This story was actually an inspirational male protagonist drama. The original host was but a stepping stone for him.

Ning Shu once again counted her lucky stars for having murdered Qi Yi.

A protagonist like Qi Yi would still fortuitously get another cheat if they didn’t get the Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts.

For example, Qi Yi might consume some heavenly treasure that would allow him to increase his inner strength as if he’d passed 60 years of training in a blink of an eye, yadda yadda.

“Hurry up and take these people to attack the Sacred Demonic Cult. If we take too much time to rally, the demonic sect will notice our actions. Time is a crucial asset in warfare,” Zhao Bo said.

Ning Shu said, “Nephew understands.”

It seemed that Zhao Bo had also grown tired of these freeloading, troublemaking people.

Ning Shu strolled back relaxedly to her room with her hands behind her back.

Mei Wu waited for Ning Shu with his sword in his hand. He glanced at Ning Shu without saying a word.

Ning Shu didn’t bother paying attention to him. She just sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.

Mei Wu, meanwhile, guarded the door. He held his sword motionlessly, as still as a pillar.

The next day, Zhao Bo gathered everyone in the square. The divide between the sects was clear for all to see.

Ning Shu stood with the disciples of the Zhao Clan Stronghold. She looked at Zhao Bo, who was standing on the high platform.

“Leader!”

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted. Zhao Bo clasped his own hands and began to speak. “The sword of those evildoers from the demonic sect do not discriminate. They slaughter the innocent and plunder the wealth of ordinary people. As followers of the righteous path, how can we stand and watch as these demonic sect evildoers murder and seek riches? We must cleanse the world of them and restore order to our world!”

“Eradicate the demonic sect and exact justice for the heavens!”

“Eradicate the demonic sect and exact justice for the heavens!”

The crowd was in unison as they yelled.

Ning Shu also raised her arm and yelled, but she inwardly scoffed. Who would do such a charitable thing?

These righteous sect members said they wanted to exact justice for the heavens. However, truthfully and bluntly speaking, they still desired the riches of the demonic sect.

The whole world worked for profit.

After they completed their mission, they’d surely divide the loot.

All people were inherently the same.

A monk stepped forward after the morale-boosting speech finished. He first recited Amitabha, then said, “Benefactor Zhao, the Illusory Temple does not wish to participate in this operation.”

“Master Hui Kong, you are also a member of the righteous renown sects, and your Illusory Temple is a leader among the righteous sects. I hope Illusory Temple can contribute a little to our efforts to eradicate the demonic way.”

Zhao Bo’s face was a bit twisted as he said that. Right after his mobilization speech, this monk appeared to spit on his face.

Zhao Bo thus naturally wanted to suffocate these bald vegetarian donkeys, who chanted the names of Buddha day in and day out.

The blue veins on Zhao Bo’s forehead pulsed. “Since Master Hui Kong doesn’t want to contribute to the common good, why did you come?

“Has Master never heard of the fact that eliminating evil is also for the common good? Doing so may prevent more people from being attacked by the demonic sect.”

“Amitabha. Benefactor, you must put down the butcher knife. Repent and be absolved of your crimes! Benefactor Zhao, please do not be angry. Since Illusory Temple is a Buddhist sect and Buddhism helps all living beings find peace, mass killing is unbearable for us. Hence this poor monk will depart now.” Hui Kong took the monks from the Illusory Temple to leave.