He is also human, and every human agrees to a deal that benefits them — there's no human without greed in any world! Laizer used his brilliant mind and, in a few seconds, came up with a profitable deal that was 100% guaranteed to work.
"Breakthrough!"Laizer murmured.
"Huh? What are you saying!?"Nizaan speaks in an arrogant tone.
"I will help you in your breakthrough in just one week if you agree to be either a disciple or an elder of my sect for five years only!"Laizer showed his finger on Niaan's face. His expression was too serious for someone to joke.
"What????????"
Is he gone crazy? Nizaan stepped back as he screamed in shock.
After hearing Laizer's words, Nizaan couldn't control himself and tried to grab Laizer. But when he took a step toward him,
he saw Laizer's eyes — an endless sea, a mysterious depth he had never seen.
He couldn't help but want to believe Laizer's words.
He was fighting with his beliefs and senses, and his inner voice at the same time.
Something inside was forcing him to believe. For the first time in his life, he wanted to play dumb.
He still couldn't believe he was going to accept this brat offer, but in Laizer's eyes, there was something that he had never seen or experienced before in his life. There was absolute hope in Laizer's eyes, and he couldn't help but agree at the end.
Ding:1 second left.
"Okay! I accept your offer to become an elder of your sect for five years!"Nizaan accepts with a shaky voice.
Ding:Congratulations! On completing your first mission!
"You bastards — if you are going to accept, accept it quickly. You want to kill me with suspense?" Laizer shouted at Nizaan, grabbing his collar.
"Huh? You brat, I'm the one who made a fool of myself to accept your lie.
Why are you shouting at me?"
Nizaan also grabbed Laizer's collar and shouted back. They couldn't find words for the situation, but they looked like two five-year-old children fighting over a candy.
Ding:Master, do you want to collect rewards?
Ah! Yes, my rewards. "Do it!"Laizerr looks away
"Huh? What? Where are you looking? nizaan wonder
"You shut up!" Laizer totally ignores Nizaann. Sheeshh, here he goes again, talking nonsense to himself. Nizaan made the face of an angry child.
Ding:Congratulations on getting (Kind Master) — new skill.
Ding:Congratulations on getting a new skill (Master Command).
Ding:You got 10 points on completing the mission.
"Woooow? Two new skills! Hey system, what are their uses?" excited laizerasksk
Ding:With the Kind Master skill, you could buy powers from the system with system points and can grant that power to people who submit to you and are willing to serve you!
Ding:With the Master Command skill, you could take over the reasoning sense of people who submit to you and make them follow your command without reasoning, for a certain time!
"Super! These two skills are the best and will come in handy," Laizer thought.
"Hey, who are you talking to in the air?" Nizaan asked with a red face and angry expression.
"Shut up!"
"Aaaahhhhhhh I am dying! You bastard, don't you have manners?"Nizaanca didn't understand anything, and he was annoyed to death already and was screaming to understand the situation.
"Shut up!" he again ignored him completely.
Nizaan held back because he wanted to know who this mysterious person was and where his powers came from.
If it weren't for that, Nizaan would have attacked Laizerzer long ago.
He had already killed this guy 100 times in his imagination. He grit his teeth, clenched his fist, swallowed his pride, and he did everything to hold back and asked again with a serious and calm look:
"Master! Please tell me about yourself!"
"Huh??? Why are you now behaving like a cute puppy and spinning your tail? Awwee, how cute!" Laizer teased, rubbing his cheeks as if Nizaan were really a cute puppy.
"Huh? Why are you crying? Did I rub too hard?" Laizerasksk as holding his cheeks.
"Cry? Who? Me?" The frustration, confusion, and anger Nizaan had been holding back finally overflowed in the form of tears that slipped from his eyes.
"Now, now — you don't have to cry. I will tell you everything I know. You're curious about me and my powers, rightButut trust me — I am not lying. I will complete my promise. I will not disappoint you." After hearing Laizer's words, Nizaan felt some hope and breathed out in relief.
"Nizaan, come to the sect hall!" wibes changed suddenly as laizer spoke with a heavy voice, with sharp eyes looking into Nizaan's eyes.
He gulped and nodded.
After this, Nizaan came to the hall. Laizer was sitting on a majestic chair with beautiful carving and an ancient design — Nizaan was amazed by the chair's beauty.
Laizer:"Nizaan, from today on, you are the first elder of my Nameless Sect. From today on, you will only take orders from me. From today on, you will just listen to my words. From today on, you will kill if I say, you will save if I say, you will die if I say. You can't object to my orders; you can't disobey me in any way. And last and most important: you will not follow any rule of this world except those that I will create."
Laizer said this while sitting on the chair like the emperor of many empires. The expression on his face had totally changed — Nizaan could not recognize that he was the same Laizer who had been in the same room with him. Laizer's eyes were crystal clear and wide, filled with determination and fire; his expression was firm.
"Think wisely. If you can't agree to even one of those conditions,
You can't be in my sect or under my wings.
Soon, I will make enemies of this world; I will slay all who oppose me.
You will go through hell with me if you decide to stand beside me. In return, I promise you nothing, so choose wisely. I don't want half-losers beside me!"
Nizaan was listening to laizer words clearly and with full attention.
After seeing many faces of Laizer, Nizaan's vision was now clear: this person sitting before him was not a normal man.
He couldn't sense any shred of power in him, but he felt like he could be killed anytime if that man wished.
He was alive only because that man decided so.
Nizaan was not a loser or coward — he was a rising star of the Zitar Continent.
The only thing he sensed was danger and endless killing intent if he chose to walk with Laizer.
Yet the martial artist and warrior spirit present in Nizaan from birth would not let him use only reason; it told him to join and walk with Laizer, even though it was the most dangerous and foolish path for someone to pick. He listened to his desires as a martial artist and replied with a yes.
Nizaan lifted his sword and drove it into the ground before Laizer, releasing his full killing intent and aura. The atmosphere changed again, the hall wall started to crumble, and dust started lifting all over.
Nizaan:"I, Nizaan, the true martial artist, swear on my Dao heart that I will walk with you!"
Nizaan's body was bursting with a blue aura like an endless sea, and his killing intent filled the entire hall of the Nameless Sect. His eyes glowed with furious red light, and the bright chuckle on his face was the complete definition of a true martial artist.
"But I still haven't agreed to serve you as my master. You must prove you are truly worthy of my complete loyalty — worthy to hold me as your strongest sword, to pierce through anything and slay anyone who stands before you!"
He pointed his sword at Laizer; his voice was loud and clear enough to echo through the sect walls.
Laizer stood and walked toward Nizaan.
"You have one month to decide: follow me completely, or leave. I will complete my promise — I will help you break through in a week, whether you decide to follow me or not." After saying this, Laizer walked away.
Kekekek! Finally, there's some fun in life. Let's see what this man does. I hope he will not disappoint me! Endless excitement glittered on Nizaan's face.
Nizaan walked around the sect, exploring. He couldn't find a single soul other than himself and Laizer.
Where the hell did this sect come from overnight?
This is not a hidden or mysterious place. People pass through this jungle often — why didn't anyone see it? If it is truly a sect, where are its disciples? Nizaan was wondering about the sect.
Laizer came up and put his hand on Nizaan's shoulder. Nizaan screamed, grabbing Laizer's collar.
"Ahhhh! Hell! What do you want now? You scared me to hell!"
"No! No! No! I called you at least four or five times, but you didn't respond even once. You were in deep thought, so I tried to wake you up." Laizer answered calmly, strangely, and unseriously.
"Ha! Okay, okay—so? What do you want now?" Nizaan calmed down and asked as the scratching was heard.
"Tell me all about the sects near this area, how they operate, how the power system works in this world, how authority works here."
Nizaan was shocked.
"Are you an alien? You're living on the Zitar Continent and you don't even know about your surroundings?" Nizaan leans toward Laizerrr and asks with doubt.
"No, no." Laizer waved his hand. "I was just a bit… busy in training… so…"
"Ha! Okay. Don't tell me if you don't want to—or at least learn a little how to lie." Nizaan had already given u on getting any clear answer from Laizerrrr.
"Well, on this continent, there are a lot of sects — more than the mountains.
Every sect is under some high powerhouse or another powerful sect. Every sect has to either submit to someone or make others submit to them.
Most people choose option one because it's easy — they can abuse the higher-ups' names and do whatever they want to weak people and weak sects!
Every sect is responsible for its area. They protect that area from beasts and criminals — though those bastards are more like real beasts and criminals."
Nizaan's teeth ground and his fist clenched as he spoke of them in anger.
"And for the security they provide, they collect tax."
Laizer's eyes widened.
"Wait, wait — you say tax? So they collect this tax from common people and villagers!?"
"Exactly — they collect this tax from those helpless people who can't even eat one full meal a day." As he spoke of this injustice, his eyes turned completely red, and his face filled with burning anger; his fists bled from over-tightening.
Suddenly, Laizer remembered Ziya and her father.
"I hope they are doing well—or at least alive." He sighs with his sad face.
"So you say every sect has the right to select an area and take responsibility to protect it?" Laizer asked with a calm voice.
"Yes—if the people of that area accept it."
"But for this, the sect must have higher-ups' permission and obey rules." Nizaan points out the fact.
Hearing this, Laizer went mad. His eyes turned beastly, his face thick with nerves, and his body started trembling with anger.
:Huh? What's gotten into him? Why is he suddenly this angry? For what? Nizaan thought.
"Nizaan, how many villages and sects are in these mountain valleys?" Laizer asked with a blank face.
"Ah! This mountain valley? At least twenty villages, and I think there are just three sects ruling over these twenty villages," he replied.
"Okay! Other details save for another time. Go to every village in this valley and tell them to submit to the Nameless Sect.
I will ensure their safety. I will give them food, shelter, clothes, and medical treatment. I will protect them from every danger, human or beast. I will take responsibility for every person who is willing to submit to me and become one of my people," Laizer ordered clearly.
Nizaan went silent, bowed his head, and began shaking with anger. His fist was bleeding from over-tightening.
"Sect master — are you really serious about what you say?"
"Huh? Yes, of course. Do I look like I'm joking?" Laizer replied in an unserious tone.
— Bam.
Nizaan clenched his fist, gathered Qi, and threw a punch at Laizer's face with full power. Laizer didn't move an inch, but everything behind Laizer erupted into chaos.