244: Chapter 244 Do you want 100 million spirit stones?

Ye Mo unleashed Thunderous Might, instantly restraining these people.

Given the depth of Ye Mo's spiritual power, these few people had absolutely no power to resist.

Ye Mo reached out and grabbed, and the captain surnamed Qian was tightly gripped by the throat by Ye Mo.

"I will ask you one more time, are these corpses yours?"

Cold killing intent radiated from Ye Mo's eyes.

Qian Haoyan's face was full of panic; he felt that if he admitted it, he might suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering the next moment.

"No," Qian Haoyan shook his head with difficulty.

"Since it's not, then why did you come here?" Ye Mo increased the force in his hand, and lightning covered Qian Haoyan's entire body, crackling loudly.

Qian Haoyan felt his body was about to be torn apart. The fear in his eyes deepened, and he immediately said, "It wasn't me who wanted to come; Di Yue made me come! Senior Brother Ye, I have no malice toward you!"

"No malice? I am an Inner Sect Disciple of the Thunder God Sect. You have committed an offense against your superior. Do you know the consequences according to the Sect rules? If you have forgotten, I can remind you: abolition of cultivation and expulsion from the Sect!"

He hadn't even fought back yet, and these people really thought he was easy to bully.

"Senior Brother Ye, it has nothing to do with me! It was Di Yue, she made me come, it really doesn't have anything to do with me."

Qian Haoyan was completely panicked; if he were expelled from the Sect, he would undoubtedly die.

Over the years, relying on the Sect, he had bullied countless people. If he were expelled, he didn't know how many people would come to take his life.

"Go explain it to the Law Enforcement Hall." Ye Mo could not kill him personally; Sect Disciples were forbidden from killing each other, and everything would be decided by the Law Enforcement Hall.

"No, I beg you, Senior Brother Ye, I beg you to let me go this one time." Qian Haoyan pleaded repeatedly.

The people Di Yue brought were also extremely terrified at this moment.

They had not expected Ye Mo to be so strong; they had absolutely no power to resist.

They had agreed to come with Di Yue because they indeed thought Ye Mo was easy to bully, thinking that perhaps they could even get a few corpses later.

"Ye Mo, we were just suspicious of where you got the corpses. What crime have we committed? Don't think that just because you are an Inner Sect Disciple, you can abuse your power."

Di Yue had been frightened at first, but she quickly calmed down.

Ye Mo ignored her.

All he needed to do now was to call the Disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall over.

But just as Ye Mo was preparing to leave, Uncle Qi and Captain Tang Jing walked over.

Uncle Qi was holding Ye Mo's soul lamp and his Divine Sense token.

"Ye Mo, let it be. It's just a misunderstanding. Since everyone is from the same Sect and are teammates, there's no need to make things so awkward."

Captain Tang Jing furrowed his brows slightly.

In fact, what he was most curious about was Ye Mo's strength, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

"They certainly didn't treat me as a fellow Sect member or a comrade-in-arms."

Ye Mo said coldly, then took the soul lamp and token, and with a flash of his figure, he left Blood Drink.

Ye Mo then headed straight for the Tianshui City Law Enforcement Hall.

Ye Mo was an Inner Sect Disciple, so the Law Enforcement Hall took this matter very seriously and immediately took Di Yue and the others back to the Law Enforcement Hall for questioning.

As for the result, it would have to wait until the investigation was clear before a decision could be made.

Ye Mo did not have time to wait; he needed to find a few people to form a monster hunting team as soon as possible.

Finding a few people was actually simple; Tianshui City had a place specifically for Loose Cultivators and Gangs to recruit team members.

It was called the Immortal Recruitment Pavilion, located in the East City.

Ye Mo casually found someone on the street to ask, and soon arrived at the Immortal Recruitment Pavilion.

The Immortal Recruitment Pavilion covered a large area and had three floors in total.

Ye Mo walked into the first floor; the first-floor hall was packed with people.

Most of these people were at the Golden Core cultivation level.

Only a small portion were Nascent Soul Cultivators.

There were dozens of windows in the hall, and each window had a long queue.

Ye Mo randomly found a spot.

About half an hour later, from the conversations of these people, Ye Mo had a rough understanding of the Loose Cultivator monster hunting teams.

These Golden Core Cultivators were just trying their luck, seeing if they could join a powerful monster hunting team.

Golden Core Cultivators going out to sea were almost at the bottom of the hierarchy; only by relying on a powerful team could they possibly survive.

Let alone Golden Core Cultivators, even some weak monster hunting teams would try to find ways to attach themselves to powerful monster hunting teams, handing over Spirit Stones or demonic Cultivator corpses to them.

Thereby gaining protection.

"It seems that wanting to form my own monster hunting team is not simple."

Ye Mo muttered.

Based on Ye Mo's superficial cultivation level, it was highly probable that no one would be willing to follow him.

An hour later, three men left the Immortal Recruitment Pavilion. Ye Mo pondered for a moment and followed behind them.

These three were one Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator and two Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators.

A quarter of an hour later, these three arrived at a three-courtyard compound.

The front courtyard hall.

"Yang Cai, how did it go?" Sitting on the main seat in the hall was an old man, also an Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"It's the same as before; they told us to wait for news. Elder Jiang, the Gang Leader and the Protectors have all died in battle. We should just disband the Gang; the Shanhai Gang has no hope left."

Yang Cai's face was filled with endless desolation.

The Shanhai Gang originally had a Soul Transformation Cultivator guarding it, but a few days ago, the Gang Leader took several Protectors out to sea, and they all died in battle.

Now, the entire Shanhai Gang was left with only him and the old man on the main seat, two Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Such a Gang no longer had any need to exist.

These days, more than half of the Disciples in the Gang had already left the Shanhai Gang.

"Forget it, forget it. Once you have found a monster hunting team, let the Shanhai Gang disband."

The old man sighed, seeming to age another dozen years in an instant. Then, he slowly stood up and waved his hand, "Everyone, find your own way out."

This old man had been a Disciple of the Gang since the Shanhai Gang was founded. He knew that the Shanhai Gang would disband one day, but he just hadn't expected that he would be the one to propose it.

Just as the old man was about to leave the hall, a guard walked in and said someone wanted to see him.

"Who?" the old man asked.

"He didn't say, but he said he could solve the Shanhai Gang's problems," the guard said.

The Shanhai Gang's main problem now was resources.

The Shanhai Gang was also known as the Shanhai Monster Hunting Team.

Now that the Gang Leader was dead, they had no ability to go out to sea.

To attach themselves to a powerful monster hunting team, they needed to pay a large amount of Spirit Stones every year, which they simply could not afford. Moreover, until now, no monster hunting team had accepted them.

"What is his cultivation level?"

"Nascent Soul Perfection."

The old man fell into deep thought. A Nascent Soul Cultivator was unlikely to solve their problems, but now he had no choice but to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

So he told the guard to bring the person in.

The person who came was none other than Ye Mo.

"Fellow Daoist, I do not know how you intend to help us solve the problems within our Gang?"

The old man looked at Ye Mo and couldn't see anything extraordinary about him.

Ye Mo was not wearing the Thunder God Sect's dharma robe either.

"I can give you Spirit Stones to let you recruit Disciples or attach yourselves to a monster hunting team," Ye Mo said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know how many Spirit Stones it takes for a Gang to run stably? And how many Spirit Stones need to be handed over to attach to a powerful monster hunting team?"

"I don't know. How about one hundred million Spirit Stones? I mean one hundred million per year."