305: Chapter 305 Language Induction

He thought to himself: Have my subordinate directly take the Spirit Stones from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect's treasury.

This would alert most people, and when the fighting broke out, he could make his escape.

He just didn't know what kind of Restriction this was.

If the person before him died, would he be buried with them?

How could Gu Changan not know his intentions?

If things escalated, he wouldn't be able to leave.

Then, the plan to provoke a conflict between the two Sects would likely become impossible to realize.

Not to mention the subsequent plan to steal the main ingredients for the nascent soul forming pill!

The female Golden Core Stage Cultivator on the bed watched, dumbfounded.

In just one short day, two Golden Core Stage Cultivators had fallen into the trap one after another!

First was Situ Xing, the Son of the Head of the Situ Family of the Myriad Ghosts Sect.

Then it was Situ Xing's uncle!

What did this person controlling her want to do?

Or rather, what did the Shadow Dust Pavilion behind him want?

Had she been sucked into the whirlpool of great powers?

The female Golden Core Stage Cultivator silently wrapped her quilt tighter, lying on the bed, not daring to move an inch.

She was terrified of attracting Gu Changan's attention.

Previously, she thought the Shadow Dust Pavilion was nothing special; once it fell, she might be able to escape control.

But now, seeing the Situ Family of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect suffer one defeat after another...

Even her own confidence was shaken!

Gu Changan exclaimed in surprise, "Ten million Spirit Stones?"

"How do I know if what you're saying is true?"

"Besides, how many factions can produce ten million Spirit Stones?"

"Do you want to tell me which Family or Sect you belong to?"

Gu Changan's words directly stunned Situ Xing's uncle.

Only then did he turn around to look at his nephew, Situ Xing, beside him.

He suddenly realized that the man hadn't identified his Family or status at all.

He had been controlled for no apparent reason.

Most likely, the Cultivator before him only wanted a million Spirit Stones!

So he had called him over, hoping to break the deadlock.

But he hadn't expected to fall into the trap himself!

What was most infuriating was that he had actually blurted out "ten million Spirit Stones"?

Situ Xing's uncle really wanted to give himself a slap!

Wouldn't this make things even more complicated?

Could he still escape?

For a moment, his throat felt tight, and he didn't know what to say!

Any further excuses would be far-fetched!

Gu Changan clearly noticed the other's embarrassment.

He turned and walked up to Situ Xing. "Why don't you tell me?"

"What exactly is the situation with your Family?"

"That you can actually produce ten million Spirit Stones?"

"Did I ask for too few with my previous million Spirit Stones?"

"Have you been laughing at me for a long time?"

Situ Xing hurriedly shook his head in denial. "No!"

"I didn't know my uncle was this wealthy either!"

"Life is usually quite hard!"

Situ Xing began to feign poverty, and Situ Xing's uncle played along to cover for him.

"The ten million Spirit Stones I mentioned aren't from our Family at all!"

"They're embezzled from other Sects!"

"I'm just an accountant with access to the treasury!"

Gu Changan nodded, seemingly accepting their lie.

The two of them then exchanged a glance and lowered their heads at the same time.

Gu Changan then smiled faintly. "I wouldn't dare let you go back to get it!"

"Nor would I dare let you send word!"

"How about this—you, again, find another relative and have them come over!"

"Bring as many Spirit Stones as they can!"

"And I'll release you afterward, how about that?"

Situ Xing shook his head like a rattle; no matter how foolish he was, he couldn't believe Gu Changan's words anymore.

Gu Changan had already tricked him once!

Situ Xing's uncle had the same expression.

Gu Changan coaxed them persuasively, "Think about it. Both of you are controlled by me and cannot escape!"

"So, to avoid exposure, I'll have to kill both of you."

"This way, no one will know you're dead!"

"Even if someone investigates later, I'll most likely have long since fled!"

"But once you're dead, you're really dead!"

"I can take the Spirit Stones you have and continue living a carefree life elsewhere!"

"But what about your relatives? Your uncles? Your brothers?"

"Without you to compete for the Family assets, they will each get a larger portion by taking your share!"

"Their lives will be even more comfortable in the future!"

"Perhaps with your share of resources, they could Breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage or even the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Gu Changan's words were like a poisonous thorn stabbing into their hearts.

After all, in this day and age, it's better for a Fellow Daoist to die than oneself!

Even biological brothers keep clear accounts!

Let alone an only son and a brother?

Both were thinking: if I die, who will inherit the Family assets?

Situ Xing thought that his father would likely have another child, or several more!

Situ Xing's uncle thought that if he died, his own lineage would be gone!

He would be swallowed up by Situ Kong or his other brother.

Both lowered their heads, their eyes flickering incessantly.

It seemed Gu Changan's verbal offensive had taken effect.

So he pushed a bit harder: "If you call another person over, and if they are alert enough..."

"...it means both of you will be saved!"

"If he brings others with him, then I'll most likely flee!"

"Now it just depends on who has better luck!"

"You bet that you can be saved, and I'll bet that the Spirit Stones he brings will be mine!"

The two of them looked up at Gu Changan simultaneously.

Gu Changan's words were like a ray of sunlight piercing through the haze in their hearts.

It enlightened them instantly.

Indeed!

What if it succeeded?

As for failure, it was no longer within their scope of consideration!

Gu Changan pulled Situ Xing's uncle aside and made him crouch in a corner.

This kind of middle-aged man was the hardest to break; even if broken, he might not be able to let go of his Face.

Situ Xing was easier to control.

He also returned the Storage Pouch to him; if the next person to arrive noticed anything unusual, this deception would be all for naught!

Gu Changan walked up to him. "Your uncle is already inside!"

"He won't be able to see what happens here!"

"Take your Token and start communicating!"

"Let's see who else can come to save you!"

Situ Xing picked up the Token with an air of resignation, appearing to be under Gu Changan's control.

But he himself also wanted someone to rescue him!

After all, being controlled by someone was a fate worse than death.

He didn't want to experience that splitting headache again.

Situ Xing picked up his identity token: "Uncle!"

The same script was playing out again!

The female Golden Core Stage Cultivator on the bed watched the absurd events unfold as if watching a play.

She scratched her messy hair and saw Gu Changan turn his gaze toward her.

She quickly buried her head back under the covers.

Gu Changan stood quietly to the side, in a position clearly meant for a servant.

As it turned out, the same thing happened again, though this uncle of his was more alert.

Standing at the doorway, he used his Divine Sense to scan the interior environment thoroughly.

The female Cultivator on the bed buried her head and trembled.

The other brother in the innermost room leaned indifferently against a pillar.