School flower's personal master

Chapter 12675

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Why would it be a waste of time to send them?"

Chen Agou shook his flip-flops: "Tianwu Hall's original intention was good, but if we really want to break the monopoly of aristocratic families on core resources, this superficial work is far from enough."

Everyone looked at each other.

Someone scratched their head and said, "Putting aside the issue of monopoly, joining the Heavenly Martial Hall allows us to learn the Dharma Aspect Secret Technique. For people like us, it's a rare opportunity, isn't it?"

The people around them echoed their agreement.

As grassroots cultivators, the most profound lesson they learned was that it's best to secure profits once they've made them.

No matter what good opportunities you encounter, if you can't seize them quickly, they will eventually be snatched away by someone else.

In the end, without exception, these good opportunities always flowed to those established families.

Eat whatever you can, without any hesitation—this is the survival philosophy they've developed from their humble beginnings.

"Will you really learn the Dharma Body Secret Technique for free?"

Chen Agou stood up and patted his butt: "There may be freebies in the world, but that certainly doesn't include the bones thrown out by big shots. If you eat the bones, you have to be prepared to be a dog."

These words sent chills down everyone's spines.

Someone asked timidly, "You mean, if we join the Heavenly Martial Hall, we'll lose control of our own lives?"

Chen Agou laughed and said, "I didn't say that. What if our Lord of Tianjun really is thinking of us commoners?"

"..."

The more he said that, the more uncertain everyone felt.

After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch, and they're quite familiar with this basic principle.

Seeing that Chen Agou was about to leave, the others quickly stopped him.

"Don't go yet! Let's get this straight, are we going to Tianwu Hall or not?"

Chen Agou paused, glanced at everyone, and asked, "Why did that person open the Heavenly Martial Hall to bestow favors upon us? Have you ever thought about it?"

After thinking for a moment, the crowd said, "Is he trying to win people over?"

Chen Agou corrected, "To be precise, he wants to win over the hearts of us ordinary folks and make us his pawns to compete with those powerful families!"

After he said that, everyone immediately understood.

"That's right! Without us ordinary folks, he would have to face the powerful families of Tianjun alone, and sooner or later he would be turned into a puppet by those families. With us, it's different!"

"We are the bargaining chips he uses to negotiate with the powerful families!"

The more they thought about it, the more they realized it made sense, and they suddenly felt they had grasped the truth.

Realizing what was happening, everyone asked Chen Agou, "So we're not going to Tianwu Hall? This is a rare opportunity; once it's gone, it'll be gone forever. Wouldn't that be a shame?"

Ultimately, even knowing there was something wrong with their bones, they couldn't bear to miss out on this opportunity.

As grassroots cultivators, they have no right to be picky.

Unless one is willing to lie down and wait to die.

Seeing the crowd gathering around, Chen Agou said meaningfully, "We common folk have cheap lives, so it's no big deal for us to be used as bargaining chips. But as bargaining chips, we should be treated like bargaining chips."

"The Tianwu Hall is recruiting one hundred people in the first batch. Let's unite and demand that fifty of them be guaranteed for us!"

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

While Tianwu Hall nominally doesn't consider family background, there are still entry requirements.

If the threshold is even slightly higher, many of them will be turned away.

After all, when it comes to overall quality, there is still a visible gap between them and those scions of aristocratic families who have received elite training since childhood.

If, as Chen Agou said, half of the spots are guaranteed for them, their chances will naturally be much greater!

However, everyone still had doubts: "Will he give it to us?"

"If you don't fight for it yourself, others naturally won't give it to you."

Chen Agou stretched and said, "But if we are united enough and work as one, we can show those big shots what we are capable of, and then we will naturally have a chance."

"Brother Chen is right! I support Brother Chen!"

Someone stepped forward and suggested, "Why don't we just let Brother Chen be our representative and go to negotiate with Tianwu Hall? We all support you!"

The others echoed this sentiment.

At least among this group of grassroots cultivators, the name Chen Agou still carries considerable weight.

Chen Agou raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when two disheveled rogue cultivators arrived quickly, their bodies covered in blood.

"Brother Chen! Something's happened in Fugui Township! Hong Lang and his gang are causing trouble again!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Fugui Township sounds like a place for the upper class, but in reality, it's the opposite; it's where the most miserable, lowly, and despicable people of Tianjun gather.

Only the lowest of the low, with no means of gain, are so neglected that even the Heavenly Palace is too lazy to intervene in their governance.

In theory, all citizens of Tianjun, regardless of their social status, are eligible to enter the racetrack hall.

The only exception is the wealthy and powerful.

It was a place of despair, abandoned by the Heavenly Palace and also by the God of the Track.

Yet this small place, less than one percent of the area of ​​Tianjun, is home to more than 40% of the population of Tianjun.

Without resources and without order, one can only imagine what kind of life the people inside lived.

Everyone dreams of escaping from there.

Many of the grassroots cultivators in Tianjun came from wealthy and noble families, and very few of them are willing to return to those families.

Chen Agou is one of the very few exceptions.

With his formidable strength as a five-zhang-tall Dharma Master, even if he couldn't unify Fugui Township and establish order, he could at least suppress many vicious and ruthless characters, giving the already vulnerable lowest class a chance to eke out a living.

For Fugui Township, Chen Agou was the only light.

"Hong Lang has just broken through to the six-zhang Dharma form and said he's going to go on a killing spree and reduce the population of Fugui Township to half!"

"That guy's crazy!"

"Several hundred people have already died, Brother Chen, you need to get there quickly!"

Chen Agou was already used to this kind of thing, and turned to the group of grassroots cultivators, saying:

"When you go to Tianwu Hall, do exactly as I just said. Remember, this is your only chance to turn things around, so you must work together."

"If we get picked off one by one, we'll all be dogs for the rest of our lives."

After saying that, he got up and returned to Fugui Township.

After discussing for a while, the remaining group reached a consensus and headed to Tianwu Hall together.

When a group of grassroots cultivators openly made their demands, the scene at Tianwu Hall instantly erupted in chaos, and the powerful figures from various aristocratic families laughed in anger on the spot.

"You bunch of beggars, and you've even ordered food?"

Regardless of the circumstances, from the perspective of the Tianjun aristocratic family, they felt they had been taken advantage of by contributing their family's Dharma Image Secret Technique this time.

Even with other forms of compensation, comparison is always the thief of joy.

Grassroots cultivators don't need to contribute anything to be on equal footing with the scions of powerful families, and can simply reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

Anyone would feel resentful in that situation.

However, due to Lin Yi's immense influence, everyone could only keep their opinions to themselves, not daring to step forward and become the first to speak out. (End of Chapter)