Chapter 2: Forceful Recruitment (Part 2)

Yao Zebusong said, “Go back… and make sure to explain things clearly. You should know that the Yuanke Alliance has more than just one professional at the Ninth-Level Altar. The consequences could be too much for your sect to bear.”
Although the Gumi Sect was also a super-large sect, it was still two ranks below the Yuanke Alliance, which was a true super-alliance filled with top experts. Yao Zebusong didn’t say much more and simply threw a jade talisman, saying casually, “Take a look for yourself. Since you’ve accepted our Yuanke Alliance’s invitation, heh, it’s time you learned more about us.”
Yu Zhong picked up the jade talisman, which contained information about the Yuanke Alliance’s structure and its experts. Since Yu Zhong held the position of guest patriarch, he was already aware of some of this, so Yao Zebusong didn’t hide anything, using it as a way to intimidate him.
After examining it carefully, Yu Zhong showed surprise. He never imagined the Yuanke Alliance to be so powerful. He was relieved he hadn’t resisted forcefully, as that would have brought great disaster to the Gumi Sect. With the Yuanke Alliance’s strength, they could easily sweep aside his own sect. With a bitter smile, he said, “I’m just unlucky…”
Yao Zebusong laughed heartily and said, “Brother Yu Zhong, don’t be upset. Aside from anything else, in our Yuanke Alliance, the rewards for patriarch-level professionals are excellent. If you want to advance to the Ninth-Level Altar, I can help you.” After giving a harsh treatment, he offered a reward—he certainly didn’t want to turn someone into an enemy.
Eagle Demon said, “When we first met Yu Zhong, he was just as domineering. If recruitment failed, he resorted to force. Now he’s getting what’s coming.”
Luo Zhan said, “If it weren’t for the Twelve Great Ones, we might have ended up as patriarchs in the Gumi Sect.”
Guo Shier sighed and said, “This world is really damn strange.”
Yao Zebusong glanced at the other professionals and said smilingly, “Do you guys want to join the Yuanke Alliance too?”
Yu Zhong’s expression changed, and he said, “Senior, I don’t care about others, but Yao Yao can’t join. If the Gumi Sect loses another patriarch, it really won’t be able to cope.”
Yao Zebusong nodded. “That’s good. You don’t have to join. Of course, if you want to, I won’t object.” He was in high spirits—recruiting a professional at the Eighth-Level Altar was a huge achievement. There weren’t many professionals in this world with the Sixth, Seventh, or Eighth-Level Altars, so recruiting even one was a great accomplishment. And this time, it was a professional at the Eighth-Level Altar. Even though the Yuanke Alliance was powerful, they wouldn’t underestimate such a skilled person.

Yu Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly regretting his actions. This time, he had tried to recruit only twice—once to Guo Shier, who defeated him completely, leaving him with no chance at all. The second attempt not only failed but also attracted a professional from the Ninth-Level Altar, forcing him to join the Yuanke Alliance. It was a complete failure.

Yao Yao also relaxed and said, “Thank you, senior. I won’t join the Yuanke Alliance.”

The other professionals grew nervous. They were completely dragged into this mess. The professionals of the Yuanke Alliance were madmen who dragged them into the conflict as soon as it started, refusing to listen to any explanations.

Yao Zebusong stared at them and said calmly, “You should join our Yuanke Alliance too. You’ll all get treatment equivalent to that of an Ancestor-level member.”

Among the professionals present, the lowest level was Fifth-Level Altar. Yao Zebusong was overjoyed. This was a dead end—these guys couldn’t even escape. The gains this time were beyond his expectations.

Guo Shier felt uneasy. He thought to himself that things weren’t good—he wasn’t sure if this guy would go crazy and try to recruit him. He clapped his hands and said, “Impressive! Truly impressive! Senior, you’re not going to try to recruit me, are you?”

In fact, Yao Zebusong feared Guo Shier greatly. He knew this guy had a master behind him who was even stronger than those at the Ninth-Level Altar, plus strange skills in controlling beasts, especially in group battles. If allowed to fight freely, his strength would be no less than his own. So, he didn’t want to provoke him at all.

Everyone looked at Guo Shier, confused. Even professionals at the Eighth-Level Altar had surrendered—how could he, a professional at the Seventh-Level Altar, dare to challenge Yao Zebusong?

Yao Zebusong said, “I’m not interested in you.” Hearing this, everyone felt a chill and became extremely curious.

Guo Shier smiled and said, “That’s good. I’m not interested in you either.”

Yao Zebusong said, “Alright, as for the others… I’m very interested. Is there anyone who objects?” With that, his spiritual pressure surged like a storm.

Guo Shier curled his lips and said, “Bullying.” His voice was soft, but everyone heard it clearly. Everyone shuddered, not expecting Yao Zebusong to be so domineering. These people were all high-ranking members of various sects and families, and none of them wanted to join some Yuanke Alliance.

A professional at the Sixth-Level Altar said with a wry smile, “Senior, in my family… there’s only me as the Ancestor. I can’t leave for now. Um…”

Yao Zebusong smiled slightly, then slammed his palm forward. A massive shadowy hand appeared and smashed down on that person.

Boom!

The man was slammed to the ground like a meteor, and the altar sank deep into the earth, with only a small part remaining above ground. He was in extreme distress; his defenses had been broken, and the altar was split open with several large cracks. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared blankly at Yao Zebusong, filled with inexplicable terror. He never expected Yao Zebusong to act without saying a word.

Yao Zebusong simply gave him a slap and didn’t strike again. With his strength, he wouldn’t have needed a second blow to kill him. That strike clearly wasn’t meant to kill, but it still terrified the other professionals.

Guo Shier knew this was Yao Zebusong establishing his authority. He didn’t want to draw trouble either, especially since Li Ran wasn’t around—he couldn’t afford to suffer losses now.

Yao Zebusong asked coldly, “What did you say just now?”

The man was sweating profusely. He was fully aware that if he said the wrong thing again, he would die. He hurriedly said, “I… I… I join the Yuanke Alliance!”

Yao Zebusong smiled and said, “Good. See… how nice? Everyone’s happy, right?” The others could only nod and force smiles.

Guo Shier thought to himself, “That’s cruel. This guy is too evil!”

Yao Zebusong clapped his hands and said, “What about the others? I’m usually easy to talk to, very tolerant, and good to my subordinates. Hehe, of course… I’m only good to my own subordinates.” He sneered. Not to mention that he was a professional from a ninth-tier altar, even the professionals around him were stronger than those present, making his words clearly threatening.

Guo Shier didn’t want to get into trouble, so he merely grumbled in silence. Ying Mo and Luo Zhan also kept their mouths shut. All three shared the same thought: they would leave as soon as Yao Zebusong was done.

Under pressure, the other professionals had no choice but to reluctantly agree to join. However, one person remained silent—the one was Wu Jing. He had come here to pursue Yao Yao, never expecting such consequences. Now he regretted it deeply. What could he do? If Yao Yao joined, he wouldn’t mind joining too, but with Yu Zhong’s help, Yao Yao had escaped this ordeal.

The other professionals all received an identity badge, but Wu Jing didn’t. Yao Zebusong’s attention immediately turned to him. He asked, “Aren’t you joining?”

Wu Jing stammered, not knowing what to say. The immense pressure almost suffocated him. His incoherent words made it impossible for anyone to understand him.

Yao Zebusong snapped, “You’re not joining!”

I was terrified. He really couldn’t hold on any longer and said with a bitter smile, “Alright, I’ll join.” He slumped on the altar like a deflated balloon, hating the Yuanke Alliance in his heart.
Yao Zebusong laughed heartily, filled with pride. He never expected that on his first visit to the Golden Flame Well, he would recruit nearly ten professional experts. He waved his hand and said, “Give each ancestor a gift!” Immediately, his subordinates threw out piles of talisman bags, with each person who joined the Yuanke Alliance receiving one.
Yu Zhong got a particularly large talisman bag, one specially given by Yao Zebusong. He said, “This gift is prepared especially for you. Haha, don’t worry—working for me will definitely not be a loss for you.”
Guo Shier twirled his lips. He knew Yao Zebusong had obtained a large amount of materials from Bone Mountain, so giving away a little gift was nothing much.
Yu Zhong casually picked up the talisman bag and took a quick look before freezing in shock. He wasn’t unfamiliar with ordinary professionals in the market—he was a high-level professional himself, yet he was still stunned. The materials inside were all from high-grade mutated talisman beasts, including some from level 16 or 17 mutated talisman beasts.
Several of the materials in the bag were things Yu Zhong had searched for ages without success. He suppressed his shock. At this moment, he realized just how powerful the Yuanke Alliance was. Even as an ancestor at the highest level of the Ancient Secret Sect, it would be extremely difficult for him to obtain these materials.
“Thank you, senior.”
The professionals who had just joined the Yuanke Alliance stepped forward one by one to express their gratitude. Their thanks were sincere—they had received rare and precious materials, which were crucial for professionals. Without suitable high-quality materials, it was impossible to advance in rank.
Guo Shier couldn’t help but sigh. This world was similar to his past life—mother is always the best.
Yu Zhong whispered a few words to Yao Yao, saying, “Go back to the sect first and tell the ancestor about me.”
Yao Yao said with a bitter smile, “I know, but… if I go back like this, the ancestor will be furious. How… how should I explain?”
Yu Zhong shook his head. He took out a jade talisman, quickly inscribed some runes on it, and handed it to Yao Yao. “I’ll return in fifty years. Maybe it won’t take that long. After being tempered by the Golden Flame Well this time, I might be able to advance soon.” In truth, he wasn’t sure he could advance. To reach the eighth-tier altar, one needed not only materials but also a powerful soul.

Yao Zebusong said, “Yuzhong, I have no objection to you reporting to your sect. But think carefully about the consequences of offending our Yuanke Alliance… they are extremely serious. It’s not something your Gumi Sect can handle.” He gave a warning and then stopped, as he had immense confidence in the strength of the Yuanke Alliance.
Yuzhong nodded and smiled bitterly, saying, “I understand.”
Guo Shier said with a laugh, “Now that the excitement is over, let’s go!” He stepped forward and added, “If you have nothing else to do, seniors, we’ll leave now.”
In fact, Yao Zebusong wanted to recruit Guo Shier the most. This guy was extremely strong and skilled at controlling beasts. If he could recruit him, his status in the Yuanke Alliance would surpass Ruowangtian’s. Unfortunately, Guo Shier had a powerful background, so Yao Zebusong didn’t dare force him. He said with a smile, “Alright, if you have time, feel free to visit our Yuanke Alliance.”
The professionals who had just been recruited were all moved to tears. Why was Yao Zebusong so polite to Guo Shier? Comparing people really made one angry.
Just as Guo Shier, along with Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan, took off, he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and said, “Senior, there’s one more thing.”
Yao Zebusong asked curiously, “What is it?”