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Although it was very embarrassing to be hung up by a pariah, the congressman had no choice. For these opportunists, choice is the most important thing, and now they choose to stand with Dior.

After all, the fact that Dio, the evil god, could survive the attack of the King of Cultivation showed how extraordinary he was. What they had to do now was to maintain the balance first and then to reap the benefits.

So the congressman calmed down and called another miner.

"Hello~ I am from the Council of Nine..."

"Just tell me what you want to say! Lord Dio is right next to me." The miner said directly.

The congressman was slightly stunned, and then he came to his senses. It turned out that the miner just now really hung up on him on purpose! That guy really deserves to die! But now is not the time to care about these trivial matters, the congressman sorted out his emotions and said.

"Please tell Master Dio that the King of Cultivation is now the only one in power, which is not conducive to our further progress. So we sincerely hope to work closely with Master Dio. After all, only in this way can we resist the fierce offensive of the King of Cultivation."

After hearing the miner's retelling, Dio and the others began to weigh the situation quickly.

The Mad Fire King showed a look of delight. "Good, good, good! It seems those guys are not stupid after all! They know how to cooperate with us!"

The dean frowned slightly. "Those guys are not good people. Cooperating with them is like seeking the skin of a tiger."

The Mad Fire King was somewhat dissatisfied. "It's already this late, and you're still fussing over this! The only thing we have to do now is to survive! Don't you agree, Dio?"

Dio shook his head slightly after hearing this. "Why are you thinking about evil ways just when you've set foot on the right path? Whether it's the King of Cultivation or that damn Council of Nine, their essence is the same, they're all a bunch of blood-sucking termites. Cooperating with them is like soaking in a cesspool, sooner or later you'll get pickled! So even if the road is hard to walk now, I won't jump into the cesspool!"

Dio's attitude was quite firm, with no intention of compromising.

"You're crazy! You're starting to do stupid things again! You were lucky before, but now you still want to pin your hopes on luck?" The Mad Fire King was a little mad.

"Yes! Luck is important, but how to adapt to luck is even more important! They cooperate with us only to protect themselves and gain more benefits. Once we stand on their side, we will become their accomplices invisibly. This will reduce our hard-earned luck." Dio was very sober at this time.

But the Mad Fire King shook his head. "Dio, I misjudged you! I thought you were a great hero, but you turned out to be a fool. I can't continue to fool around with you. Although the Nine-Man Council was my enemy before, I now think they are right. I must cooperate with them!"

"Hey, calm down! Are we going to have an internal conflict just when we have stabilized the situation?" The dean at the side was quite troubled.

"Haha, people with different ideologies cannot work together. Goodbye!" The King of Madness and Fire left directly, quite decisively.

Before, he had no choice but to stand on Dio's side. But now he has a better choice. The power of the Nine Council, plus the power he has, is enough to fight against the King of Cultivation.

As the saying goes, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. The King of Madness is ready to put aside his hatred and cooperate with the Council of Nine.

The dean was stunned as he watched the Mad Fire King go away. "Dio! What should we do now? We are doomed!"

The miners below also became agitated when they saw the Mad Fire King leave. In their hearts, the Mad Fire King was an absolute authority. Now that he was gone, everyone lost their backbone for a while. They did not trust Dio, and many of them were ready to leave.

Dio watched all this calmly and then smiled.

"You can still laugh at this time! We have lost everything!" The dean was speechless.

Dio did not reply to the dean, but said to the miners below: "Without mastering the power that truly belongs to you, you will always be a lamb to be slaughtered. The Mad Fire King is completely corrupt. He puts his own interests above the interests of everyone else. Even if you follow him, you will not end up well."

The miners were horrified when they heard this. This was too bold. Everyone walked faster. They didn't want to have anything to do with this evil god.

"Everyone, after those practitioners are unable to gain benefits through the education industry, how do you think they will reap your wealth?" Dio said loudly.

Everyone stopped walking again after hearing this. What Dio said concerned their interests, and they had no choice but to listen.

After thinking for a while, they still had no idea. After all, they were enjoying free medical care and free housing, and apart from some expenses for food, clothing, and education, they did not have any additional burden.

"Lord Evil God, are they going to charge for medical care and housing?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"It's very likely. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. I will wait for you here. If you find life difficult, you can come to me and I may be able to provide some help." Dio stopped talking after he finished speaking.

When everyone saw this scene, their faces were inexplicably ugly. Dio's words made them feel a little scared, but they were still holding on to luck, they felt that those practitioners should not be so bad.

Everyone left in silence, leaving only Dio and the dean.

"Alas... everything is over! We are all alone again!" The dean looked worried.

"We should thank the King of Dreams. If he hadn't given up this important position, our situation would be very dangerous. If we hide here and don't go out, the King of Cultivation won't dare to mess around. Come in quickly!" Dio invited the dean.

"Oh~" The dean also entered an important position in the illusion array.

She twisted her body, feeling a little awkward. "I remember this position seemed to represent... um, it's not appropriate for a woman like me to come in, right? Will this have any impact?"

"Probably not. This position requires someone with strong vitality. Your vitality is also very strong now, so it won't be affected. What we should discuss now is how to allow ordinary people to bypass the spiritual root restrictions set by the King of Cultivation and complete normal cultivation."

"This is indeed a difficult problem, and I'm a little worried about my followers. I don't know how they are doing now..." The dean looked a little uneasy.

At the same time, many men in this world found that their little birds had changed. They were a little bigger, but there were some strange blood-colored tattoos, which looked a little social. But fortunately, it did not affect the use, and everyone just stopped paying attention after being surprised for a while.

At the same time, after absorbing spiritual energy, some practitioners' perception became much sharper than before, and they suddenly discovered that there were some strange things lurking in their bodies.

"What is this? Some kind of diseased tissue?" A practitioner looked in horror at the strange tissue in his body.

The mass of tissue moved slightly. "How is it possible! You were able to find me! And what's with this abundant vitality?"

"You can speak! You are from the Blood Sect, right? When did you enter my body? Was it when I was a child and seeing a doctor?" The cultivator's face looked extremely ugly.

"You are right. Our general proposed a plan a long time ago. He believes that we cannot let our guard down, even in peacetime. So he asked us to select people with good qualifications for integration. In this way, if you develop well enough, our status will also rise."

The cultivator's face turned even uglier when he heard this. This feeling of being plotted against made him both shocked and angry.

But in fact, the general implemented this strategy not because he anticipated what would happen later, but because he felt that he should leave some forces to protect his adopted daughter. This was the only person he couldn't let go.

The Blood Cult is suppressed by the rules of the world and is completely unable to live independently, so they can only come up with this method to improve their own status.

"You parasitic beasts! Get out of my body right now! Otherwise I will not be polite!" The cultivator seemed a little crazy.

"Don't be ungrateful! Why do you think you survived the car accident a month ago? It was all because of my secret help! Otherwise, you would have died long ago! Haven't you noticed that your physique is different from that of ordinary people? Isn't the help I gave you enough? Why have you turned against me now?" the member of the Blood Cult said coldly.

The cultivator was also slightly stunned. What happened before was indeed a bit strange. But he still couldn't accept that the Blood Cult existed in his body.

"Humph! Now that your dean has become a traitor, your presence will only implicate me as well!"

"That's why I don't want to go out even more! It's good here! Don't think of using any method to get rid of me! I tell you the truth, if you dare to do that, I will kill you! I don't believe you can survive without your head!" said the member of the Blood Cult viciously.

The cultivator's face became even uglier. After weighing it for a long time, he decided to keep himself safe. He suppressed his anger and said, "What on earth do you want to do! This era no longer belongs to you!"

"Haha, stop talking nonsense! Either cooperate or die! Make your own choice!"

"You xx!"

"..."

After an unfriendly exchange of ideas, the cultivator finally compromised. He still had a bright future ahead of him, and he didn't want to ruin it all because of this damn parasite.

"You don't have to worry, there are many people with our members inside them. Maybe you can unite and do something."

"...Then do you know who else has been parasitized?" The cultivator calmed down completely and began to think about how to gain benefits from this incident.

"Of course I know. The members of the Blood Cult have a sense of connection when they are close to each other. As far as I know, there are these people..."

The cultivators listened to the list and became more and more shocked. "How is it possible! Those big shots were also..."

"So our power is beyond imagination! You must seize the opportunity!"

The cultivator's body trembled slightly, not because of anger, but because of excitement! He seemed to have found a way to heaven!

He slowly smiled. "I'm sorry, I was too superficial before! I think cooperation between us will be the right choice!"

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So at night, the practitioner held a banquet in his own name and invited some celebrities from all walks of life.

The banquet was nominally to discuss the future development path, but in reality it was an offline meeting of the Blood Cult. Because with the inhalation of spiritual energy, all the members of the Blood Cult were exposed. Their hosts had no choice but to cooperate with them.

When everyone gathered together, the atmosphere became inexplicable. Even some practitioners who had grudges against each other seemed quite quiet at this time. They raised their glasses silently and toasted their new identities.

"Blood Alliance, from now on our organization will be called Blood Alliance. In this big family, although we are not related by blood, we have a connection that is closer than blood. Now is a time of change, and it is the time of the times. We should put aside our past grudges and work together!"

"You're right! I didn't expect that you, one of the nine members of the Council, are also a member of the Blood Alliance! This is really a surprise to us!"