I Became A Cannon Fodder In A Female Protagonist Cultivation Novel Chapter 227 - 227 This Is Preposterous

Chapter 227 - 227 This Is Preposterous

227 This Is Preposterous

In the Black Ancient Temple, the “Bodhisattva with a physical body” was in the Incarnation stage, which meant Bodhisattva in the human world!

There was a saying about sanctifying the body.

As for the Golden Arhat, he was in the Nascent Soul stage.

A major monk referred to the Core Formation stage cultivators. Monk could be understood as the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and it could also be used as a respectful term. There was no need to explain the corresponding realm of the novice monks.

Two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, 10 Core Formation stage cultivators, 300 Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and 1,000 Qi Condensation stage cultivators. The encirclement formation was quite grand.

After all, the Fang Sect had fewer than 300 people.

The monks weren’t the only ones who were going. Their slaves and guards were also there.

Among them, slaves were divided into male slaves and female slaves. Male slaves worked hard and acted as mounts for monks when necessary so that monks could travel without a speck of dust. As for the female slaves… There was no need to mention this.

Other than that, the guards were only n.o.ble in the name because they were all disciples of n.o.ble families. When they went out, they would also bring many slaves with them.

As a result, there were more than 100,000 people on the team.

However, after they took a few years to arrive at the Mount Hundred Boats, the number of slaves was less than ten percent of the original number. Moreover, the remaining slaves all had some cultivation.

Those without cultivation or those with low cultivation had already died on the way.

It wasn’t because they had encountered any danger on the way. It was because when they were bored, these monks and guards had their slaves fight on the stage, and in the end, the ones who survived were the winners.

It was why they had lost so many people.

However, the monks and n.o.bles didn’t care how many slaves died. Even if all the slaves they brought out were killed, none of the monks and n.o.bles would frown.

In the Black Ancient Temple, the lives of slaves were the least valuable.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to kill a slave on a whim and make them into decorations or other tools.

“Golden Arhats, the human-heart spirits, said that the immortal gate is right ahead, but they told us to be careful because the sect has set up a formation.” At this moment, someone went to report to the two Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Black Ancient Temple.

“It’s just an array formation of an immortal sect. We monks have the protection of the Buddhist light, so why should we be afraid? However, for the sake of the 1,000 novices, let the slaves scout the way first.”

The Golden Arhat Mu Anjie said.

Tan Yinsi, who was standing at the side, only nodded his head when he heard it. He had no intention of opposing.

It was because they were originally under the same master. Mu Anjie was the eldest senior brother, and he, Tan Yinsi, was ranked third, Mu Anjie’s third junior brother.

The monk couldn’t help but ask, “Send all those slaves?”

Mu Anjie nodded and said, “Send them all out!”

The monk immediately went to do as instructed.

However, after the monk left, Tan Yinsi couldn’t help but ask, “Eldest Senior Brother, there are still seven to eight thousand slaves. Isn’t it too much to let all of them go? The human-heart spirit said that there were only two hundred people in that immortal sect.”

Mu Anjie laughed and said, “More is better.”

Tan Yinsi didn’t understand.

Mu Anjie then said, “Third Junior Brother, there is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator guarding that sect. Even Meng Arhat was captured. Do you think that the Nascent Soul stage cultivator’s strength is ordinary?”

“Senior Brother, you want that Nascent Soul stage cultivator to kill enough slaves and activate the Buddhist curse?”

Mu Anjie nodded and said, “That’s right.” The Buddhist curse was a unique great divine power of punishment. It was said that it was created by Buddha. Anyone who killed too many people would die without a doubt after hearing the curse!

Tan Yinsi couldn’t help but say regretfully, “In that case, I should have brought more slaves.” Using a bunch of slaves to exchange for the death of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was the most worthwhile.

Mu Anjie didn’t say anything, but he also thought so. He couldn’t help but feel a little resentful toward the monks and aristocratic disciples who had accompanied him.

Originally, he thought that 100,000 slaves would be enough. However, the monks and n.o.bles were so capable of causing trouble. They killed 100,000 slaves, leaving only 7,000.

However, when Mu Anjie thought about the fact that his magic treasure had more than ten thousand souls, his dissatisfaction was gone all at once.

The more souls he had, the stronger his magic treasure would be!

When Mu Anjie was at the Black Ancient Temple, many golden arhats were paying attention to him, so he couldn’t act recklessly. After all, once he made a move, the others would make a move as well. At that time, who would help them farm?

It was impossible for their n.o.ble monks to farm.

n.o.bles were only ranked below them, so they naturally couldn’t farm.

Therefore, the Black Ancient Temple had long made a rule that forbade them from killing too many slaves casually.

Although he could kill them casually if he had a reason, he could only kill hundreds or thousands of slaves at once. It wasn’t even enough for Mu Anjie’s magic treasure.

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The region was called Mount Hundred Boats because there was originally a large lake here. However, after Buddha became angry, the lake disappeared. After that, with the vicissitudes of time, the mountain plain before him was formed.

At this moment, some slaves had entered the mountain plains, but there were still some who had yet to enter. However, it wasn’t that they didn’t want to, but some monks and guards stopped them.

“We can give you one last chance. If you serve us well, we will speak to the two arhats and tell them not to let you go.”

The monks and guards had cold expressions. One of them spoke on their behalf.

Among the slaves, there were both men and women, and most of them were women. All of them were good-looking.

Among them, a female slave had an extremely outstanding temperament.

“Let’s go!” The female slave with an extraordinary temperament turned around and left without thinking.

The female slave seemed to have quite a bit of prestige. Once she moved, the others followed her.

When the monks and guards saw the scene, their expressions didn’t change at all. It was only after these good-looking slaves left that one of them said regretfully, “What a pity!”

“Indeed, I wanted to find some time to enjoy these female slaves that we recently obtained. Unexpectedly, the two arhats wanted them to scout the way.”

“It’s also these lowly female slaves. Their sect has long been gone, and even their master has been refined by Bodhisattva. How can they expect their master to save them? Now, they don’t even have the chance to serve us to alleviate their sins in this lifetime of cultivation.”

The monks all agreed, and as soon as they heard it, they all nodded in agreement.

It was because of the saying that the slaves could atone for their sins after serving the monks and n.o.bles was something that the Bodhisattvas of the Black Ancient Temple had personally admitted.