American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan didn't stay in Fengyue City for too long. Although the town was indeed bustling, with all sorts of news flying around and many strange and bizarre things, Qi Shan only passed through and had already collected the information he needed.

The people here, whether commoners or those with some basic cultivation, seemed to be accustomed to the matter of immortal cultivation sects accepting disciples.

Qi Shan didn't even have to specifically gather information; he just occasionally heard some soul dialogues, and after organizing them, he gained a complete understanding.

Although this small town wasn't even as large as a village in the Daqi Dynasty, in terms of information dissemination, it had already entered the internet age, while the Daqi Dynasty was still stuck in the basic stage of communication relying on shouting. What did this represent? This represented a gap.

Even if this world had cultivators and an immortal cultivation world, and even if it didn't, the level that ordinary people could reach was far from the ceiling. Even if Qi Shan became emperor this time, there would still be limits.

Fortunately, Qi Shan wasn't an ordinary emperor, which was why he appeared here.

He found the location for this recruitment in the southwest corner of the town. It wasn't what Qi Shan had imagined; there were no mountains or palaces, but only a pavilion. A somewhat stiff puppet stood there, with a teleportation point in front of it.

Anyone, as long as they paid 100 taels of gold, would automatically activate the teleportation array.

After seeing this condition, Qi Shan was speechless for a long time. What happened to cultivation sects not treating aptitude as resources?

Why were they emphasizing money before even entering the door?

Although he complained in his heart, gold was already like waste paper to Qi Shan. He could turn a handful of dirt into gold at will.

This puppet was made very crudely, and it was unknown what material it was made of. On the surface, it looked somewhat similar to humans, but its skin was hard and stiff, and there were even some obvious cracks on its face. It felt a bit like a puppet in a puppet show, but with some subtle differences. At the very least, it looked more human, and there were some energy reactions inside its body.

It should explode during battle.

Qi Shan only curiously looked at it for a while and quickly lost interest. Almost no one came to this small pavilion, probably because the 100 taels of gold limited it, raising the threshold. For ordinary people, few would be willing to spend so much money just to buy a teleportation qualification.

He handed over the gold, stepped into the teleportation array, and a white light flashed before his eyes.

Qi Shan appeared in another place.

Because of his special physique, even if he cultivated unique true energy, most of the energy he absorbed came from himself.

Qi Shan had never tried the conventional path of absorbing external spiritual energy, and he thought this setting was just an exaggeration. But now he clearly felt that spiritual energy truly existed.

The place he appeared was a huge square, surrounded by mountains. It seemed to be built by flattening an entire mountaintop, a shockingly grand feat.

There was a thin mist overhead, and there were quite a few people around, scattered with dozens of people. Moreover, people would occasionally suddenly appear, looking lost and then falling into inexplicable ecstasy, all with the same reaction.

It had to be said that the spiritual energy here was really special. Even if he stood still and didn't circulate any energy in his body, Qi Shan could feel refreshed, as if every pore on his body was opened.

After a simple check of his body's changes, the energy in his body was slowly increasing, as if the external energy was seeping in through the surface of his body.

It was just a pity that the amount was too small, not as effective as having a head-on fight with someone.

After standing for a while, the number of people in the square increased, and it was about to reach a hundred. A figure suddenly appeared overhead.

"Good, the fourth hundred-man team is complete. All of you little guys, follow me!"

That person floated in mid-air, with long sleeves fluttering, looking quite dashing.

However, because of the swirling smoke, it seemed to obscure most of their features, making their appearance indistinct.

Many people looked at him in surprise, some with astonishment in their eyes, and more with ecstasy.

Their expressions were too rich, exposing their inner thoughts.

Other people were much calmer, as if they were used to it.

These two reactions represented two types of people. The former must have never seen an immortal cultivation sect and came to try their luck, while the latter clearly knew what was here and what they might encounter.

Either someone close to them had told them, or they had seen it with their own eyes.

Qi Shan mixed in with the crowd, preparing to follow the flow and see what other procedures there were.

But the person overhead let out a surprised sound: "Strange, this time I even encountered someone entering with my token. That kid, look up at me!"

Qi Shan slightly raised his head and felt a slight tremor at his waist. The gourd token flew up out of nowhere and landed directly in that person's hand.

"It really is a token, and the highest-level crystal token. For a kid to enter with this token, it's a waste of natural resources."

From his tone, it was as if Qi Shan had ruined something good.

But he didn't explain, and directly pointed his finger. Qi Shan only felt a surge of energy enveloping him, and his entire person flew up into the air.

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Just like that, the task of welcoming new disciples was thrown aside?

The moment this question popped up in Qi Shan's mind, he heard the person in front of him say.

"Aren't you wondering why I abandoned them? Because they have already been eliminated. Someone will test them later, and if they pass, they might enter the outer sect and slowly grind their way up. If they don't pass, they will all become handyman disciples, and their life and death will be out of their control!"

While speaking, that person tilted their head slightly, and Qi Shan saw that this was a young lady disguised as a man, but her figure was a little too flat.

From the previous angle, it was impossible to tell that she was a woman.

"Since you've already taken the token to enter the mountain gate, you should know what kind of sect our Puppet Sect is.

There will always be disciples acting as puppets for others to practice with!"

The young lady only said one more sentence, without even explaining, but Qi Shan instantly felt some sympathy for those eliminated disciples.

The Puppet Sect was an immortal cultivation sect, whether it was righteous or evil was yet to be said, but not taking human lives seriously had already become the basic norm.

It was a pity for these disciples who came in on their own. They spent 100 taels of gold, but became materials for refining puppets. They would probably have to cry injustice even after death.