Chapter 1596 - 1114: My Fate Lies in My Hands, Not in Heaven

Chapter 1596: Chapter 1114: My Fate Lies in My Hands, Not in Heaven

"The key is the sheer number." Jiang Yuan couldn’t suppress his grin, "Hundreds of thousands of Demon Cultivators, yet we’ve only dealt with a small fraction after all this time. If we don’t hurry, the flowers will wilt."

"Whoa! You’ve quietly pulled off another big stunt!"

"No wonder you’ve been so busy lately, what’s been going on? Did you take down another Evil Cultivator nest?"

"Currently, the Demon Cultivators who have passed through my hands have their lifespans absorbed—least a hundred years, most four to five hundred years. After absorbing all the lifespans from these hundreds of thousands of Demon Cultivators, how much will you gain?"

Hearing the clones shout excitedly, he could no longer contain his joy, "Once this netting operation is over, I’ll distribute ten thousand years of lifespan to each of you."

Wealth feels great, having life feels even greater!

After all, wealth doesn’t necessarily buy longevity. With a stack of Resurrection Talismans and several million years of lifespan gained, the next period involves meticulous sorting over the completely sealed wilderness—dreams of a billion years’ lifespan!

How is this any different from being an Immortal?

Oh, and some Immortals might not even have so much lifespan, hahahaha!

The production line handling affairs brimmed with joy; inside Qihan Mountain, the atmosphere was also cheerful. Especially with the Elders of the Ancient Ten Great Sects presiding, witnessing the two former Alliance Leaders executing alliance members, the Demon Race self-destructing—it’s something they can’t watch enough.

Who’s a good demon, who’s a bad demon, they don’t care. Either way, these are all culprits behind robbing the Human Race’s world.

Du Li and Lan Shanying joined Mr. Jiang, choosing to stand with the Human Race—smart move. Countering Demon Cultivators is simply satisfying!

This is just the beginning, only hundreds of thousands of Demon Cultivators. Outside, there are billions more. If they can be jointly slaughtered, driven out, that would be exhilarating!

Moreover, the Mist Dragon can’t stay idle. Seeing Du Li slowly taking in people with ample time, he started using the Mirror of Evil randomly to root out old grievances.

Looting during fires, indiscriminate killing, and even mass tortures—simply because they’re used to being high and mighty, acting like a local emperor. If any common Demon Cultivator hasn’t caught their eye, an order could send underlings to curry favor by any means.

Already trembling in anticipation of the judgment, Demon Cultivators now grew even more fearful.

Knowing which evil deeds one has committed is enough; exposing them publicly before death, they lose even the last shred of dignity.

Including the Immortal Leader, members formerly in technical departments like Array Masters, Builders, and Artifact Refiners, comparing themselves silently felt like saints.

Being judged along with these who exploit and frolic on top of others after collecting enough – how unfair, damn it!

Seeing the questioning gazes directed at him, Mist Dragon smiled smoothly, "No need to panic folks, I know most of you were just tools in the Demon Realm Alliance, following orders from above, busy with constructing and crafting Arrays and Magical Artifacts daily.

Apart from the mainstream rebelling against the Demon Realm Alliance, the worst might be secretly selling small trinkets for cash—your crimes don’t merit death.

So, go ahead, enjoy today’s spectacle. Once Du Li and Lan finish clearing the house, we’ll see how they decide to place everyone."

With that, he paused and patted the Mirror of Evil beside him, saying, "Speaking of which, you are all exemplary. Whether it’s researching arrays or creating Magical Artifacts, you’re all experts.

If you pass this Divine Artifact’s test, I have a great place to recommend for the good ones. That’s a paradise; if its master favors you, Ascension to Immortality won’t be hard."

After all, once I’ve wrapped up this lot, I’ll calmly meet my end and return as a Ghost God!

Who can luck out max level, grasping onto Mr. Jiang’s golden opportunity, and collectively ascend in the future?

The Immortal Leader and others subtly sighed in relief, mentally skipping the last part.

If such a good thing were real, wouldn’t you already be elbowing your way in? There’d be no time to set such a grand scheme, helping Du Li and others clean house.

One by one, the thoroughly corrupt Demon Cultivators were collected; Jiang Yuan and his clones absorbed lifespan successive; rummaging within the small space then tossing them into the instance when a batch was gathered.

After nearly three days’ effort, once wrapping up the last one, the folks on the production line were still somewhat unaccustomed.

"Finished? Anybody got a total count?"

"Count the ball of yarn! Who cares how many, whether it’s clear or not doesn’t even matter."

"Boss, what’s the lifespan balance? Share a number, won’t you?"

Seeing the clones all eyeing him, Jiang Yuan cleared his throat, grinned broadly, "Still alright, less than forty million years of lifespan."

To be precise, it’s thirty-nine million six hundred ten thousand seven months twelve days—just this already feels overwhelming, not to mention the mountainous spoils!

Each clone received a ten thousand year lifespan, then dispatched them away; Jiang Yuan cleared the spoils from the small space, using Space Technique, opening a passage to send everyone back to the small courtyard.

All tidied up, clicked to enter a new instance.

The Outer Realm Evil Demon "Creator God" used Elder Scholar’s body as a medium, transmitting Magic Power, which naturally had lower efficiency than direct transmission. Coupled with the vast number of people and the extensive area of world fragments, this continuous delivery lasted two days.

Afterward, the system immediately closed the channel, completely isolating the connection once more.

Bereft of Divine Power’s boost, the Elder Scholar, unable to retain any Magic Power, awoke completely from the ethereal bliss.