1191: C1191 Law Three

C1191 Law Three

Seeing that Ann Min didn't listen to his advice, Su Ye could only let out a long sigh and lean back against the bed.

Ann Min looked at Su Ye with a puzzled expression and left the room.

After walking out of the room, Steward Huang came up to him and gestured at the room with his mouth.

"Young master, Su Ye, he..."

Ann Min's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He shook his head silently and then walked out with big steps.

When there was no one else around, Ann Min said coldly, "Trash... What a waste!"

"I originally thought that Su Ye was an expert, but I didn't expect his mental state to be so fragile. It seems that he must have been frightened by the fog on Spirit Mountain! That's why I thought there was a ghost on Spirit Mountain!"

"As the fifth ranked expert on the World's Fortune Ranking, he's actually such a waste of my time!"

After saying that, Ann Min swung his fist and smashed a rock into pieces. Surprisingly, his cultivation base was also at the Earth Stage.

"I can't count on Su Ye anymore. Now, it all depends on Mozi Xingyun's Elder! Hmph..."

Ann Min waved his sleeve and left with an unhappy expression on his face.

Today, he did not go up the mountain. Instead, he began to gather martial artists to plant Spiritual Field once more.

Ann Min sat at the foot of the mountain confidently. Steward Huang and the others were lined up behind him. There were many golden seeds in their pockets.

After a day and night of reconstruction, the warriors who came and went also saw the appearance of the An Residence.

These martial artists did not have any other skills. If they wanted to enter the Mortal World Creation City, they needed to plant Spiritual Field. They also needed Spiritual Rice to eat, so when they saw Ann Min appear, they all surrounded him.

Ann Min saw that the martial artist that planted the ___ had arrived and immediately revealed a proud expression.

When the martial artists were almost all gathered, Steward Huang coughed. He said loudly, "Everyone, the Yang Family is courting death. All of them have been hanged on the city wall of Mortal World Creation City. I think everyone already knows about this!"

When the warriors heard this, they started discussing in low voices.

"Of course I know. Not only do I know, I have also gone to take a look. That man from the Yang Family has died a miserable death!"

"That's right. Using a steel rope to pierce through their four limbs and cause them to bleed to death. What a cruel thing this is!"

"What a pitiful Yang Family. It's gone just like that!"

Steward Huang pressed his hands in the air, causing the discussions of the martial artists to become quieter.

"Although the Yang Family is finished, the matter of planting the Spiritual Rice cannot be abandoned. Our Ann family's young master, Ann Min, has received orders from the Mortal World Creation City's City Lord to take over the Yang Family's task! Anyone who wants to plant the Spiritual Rice can sign up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the anxious warriors who had been waiting for a long time came over one after another and raised their hands.

"I'll sign up!"

"I want to sign up too!"

"Count me in!"

Looking at the angry crowd of martial artists, the corners of Ann Min's mouth revealed a hint of mockery.

He slowly stood up and said, "Registration is okay, but I have to make three rules in advance. Those who are able to stay, come and register. Those who are not allowed to stay, get lost!"

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water being poured on a flame. All the warriors' expressions changed.

Although Ann Min's words were not pleasant to the ears, these martial artists had no other choice but to quietly listen.

Ann Min proudly looked at the many martial artists who were speechless, and the corners of his mouth revealed a disdainful smile.

"Just a bunch of lowly peasants! Humph!"

The thoughts in his heart caused his expression to become even more arrogant.

"The third clause is very simple. The first requirement is that from today onwards, the cultivation warriors of the Ann family must sign an eight year contract. Only when the contract expires can they be given a token to enter the Mortal World Creation City!"

"In these eight years, there are requirements for the planting of Spiritual Rice every year. If you can't finish it in a year, then get the hell out of here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it immediately stirred up three waves. All the warriors shouted.

"What? Eight years of service? This time is too long, it's impossible!"

"That's right. Although the Yang Family was shameless in the past, they weren't shameless to this extent!"

"Furthermore, they have to complete missions every year. If there is a natural or man-made disaster, then these eight years of service will be in vain!"

"No, this is too overbearing!"

Facing the accusations of many martial artists, the corners of Ann Min's mouth curled up. He turned to Steward Huang and said, "Looks like these lowly peasants do not seem to understand what I mean!"

Steward Huang revealed a hideous smile and waved his hand. "Those who speak, break one of your legs! Remember, don't hurt your hands. After all, you need to keep your hands to grow Spiritual Field!"

The Ann family's warriors pounced forward like tigers and tigers. They swung their staffs and randomly hit their faces. All the warriors were hit until they held their heads and cried out in pain.

The rest of the warriors' expressions also changed, and they shut their mouths, not saying a word.

Ann Min looked at the warriors who were rolling on the ground with their legs crossed. He spat hard on them.

"Criminals, if you don't fight, you won't listen!"

He said coldly, "You guys better remember this. The Yang Family is the Yang Family, and the Ann family is the Ann family. Don't use the Yang Family's trick to tell me, because all of the Yang Family are dead. Do you understand? Now, it's me who is in charge! If you don't want to do it, just scram for me and it will be done! In any case, there are plenty of people. This young master doesn't lack people at all!"

His domineering words and arrogant manner caused all the martial artists to lower their heads and remain silent. Their eyes were filled with intense anger.

Ann Min said faintly, "I believe that no one will object to the first request!"

He used a ferocious gaze to sweep across all the martial artists. Everyone who was stared at by him trembled all over. Their faces were filled with fear as they tightly shut their mouths.

"Very obedient. Remember, what this young master wants is an obedient dog!"

After Ann Min used a thunderous method to forcefully suppress the plant martial artist, he raised his second finger.

"The second condition is that the person who signed the contract must report the progress of the Spiritual Field every day. Don't think that you are cheating. You are such lowly peasants. From the very bones of your bones, you will reveal the word 'lowly'. If I don't keep an eye on you, you will only know how to slack off! "

This second request was similarly overbearing. All of the planting martial artists looked at each other in dismay. However, with Ann Min's ferocious might in front of them, no one dared to make a sound anymore.

"I am a very democratic person. If anyone has any objections, you can bring it up now! Of course, if you say it, I might not listen, but you will lose your lives!"

Ann Min's lips revealed a trace of a sinister smile.

Steward Huang and the Ann family warriors were also filled with killing intent.

"There is a third request!"

Ann Min waved his hand and Steward Huang took out a big bag and threw it to the ground.

There were countless shackles and handcuffs inside.2

"The third requirement is that you two have to be shackled in order to prevent you peasants from running away after you have planted half of it. We will see how you can run!"

After saying that, Ann Min sat down proudly.

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