The whole battle has gradually lost its suspense.

  Seeing his side at a disadvantage, the old man took action without hesitation - surrender!

  Whoosh! Everyone collectively surrendered. Gong Sun Chi's face was shocked, while the other cultivators were nonchalant as if they had seen it all before.

  What if I don't surrender? Escape? In the current Small Mountain Boundary, except for Golden Dan practitioners, lone practitioners below Golden Dan will definitely be targeted. Die fighting? That team would also be crippled, and being crippled means either being killed or annexed by others.

  Surrender and lose face, don't surrender and lose life.

  This old man has long been aware of the inside story, and this group of people are obviously not many in number, but their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Rather than being annexed by others, it's better to follow such a team and mix with them, and the days will be better too. In this era, in Xiaoshan boundary, isn't it just seeking a way out?

  This intense battle ended just like this.

  When Zuo Mo saw Gong Sun Chao return with a large group of captives, he was shocked. Indeed, as an extreme war maniac, this efficiency was really frightening! Before he could even feel happy, when he saw the thirty plus captives, his heart couldn't help but secretly lament.

  His own divine consciousness was about to suffer another great loss of blood...

  Bao De was the leader of this group, and when he heard that the other party's leader wanted to set up a ban in his body, he couldn't help but tremble. Compared to those who had no gate or sect, he came from a small gate sect, and his experiences were much richer than those of ordinary people.

  Isn't it only Golden Core cultivators who can set up restrictions? Are there Golden Core seniors here?

  He felt a little apprehensive in his heart, as a Golden Core cultivator in the Small Mountain Realm was absolutely an invincible existence. However, he immediately became somewhat puzzled - if a Golden Core cultivator wanted to recruit someone, they only needed to make a gesture, there was no need to fight; everyone would directly surrender.

  When Lemo appeared in front of him, he was stunned.

  The one who was restricted was actually a guy who had just broken through the first layer of heaven! He came back to his senses, and suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart. The restriction meant that his life was in the other person's hands, and if he didn't obey, he would either suffer a great loss in cultivation or even lose his soul completely.

  My life is in the hands of a guy who just broke through the first layer of Condensed Pulse Heaven?

  However, he knew his situation and had some misgivings in his heart. Was someone backing this guy? Otherwise, why would so many people with higher cultivation than Zuo Mo yield to him? He thought to himself, but didn't dare show any dissatisfaction on his face.

  No way, a defeated army is not worthy of bravery, and became someone else's captive, naturally did not dare to have any evil thoughts. Especially when he saw not far away, that quiet standing, with a few shallow smiles, Gong Sun Chi, suddenly all thoughts were gone.

  For Ban Zhe, it was a piece of cake. With just a few moves, the lives and properties of thirty people were in his hands.

  However, after being sealed with thirty restrictive spells in a row, he was severely injured and looked somewhat dispirited.

  "How many people died?" Zuo Mo asked.

  "All twelve are dead." Gong Sun's mood was somewhat unpleasant. Although they had won the victory, although their main force had not been damaged, such a result could not make him feel satisfied.

  Zuo Mo sighed and his mood also turned somewhat sour.

  "Gongsun Zhi said with a lack of confidence."

  For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. The chaotic world is like a copper furnace, everyone is in this copper furnace, and no one can escape. Zuo Mo decided to change the subject.

  "Have you found Linggu yet?"

  "No." Gong Sun Chi shook his head honestly.

  Zuo Mo was so angry he almost vomited blood. Originally, he had let these guys fight to feed themselves, and they could snatch some spiritual grains from others or something, reducing his burden. Who would have thought that after going out for a trip, they captured more than thirty people and came back, but in the end, not even half a point of spiritual grain was found? He lost a large amount of divine sense, and now he had to take care of the food for thirty more mouths.

  What a loss!

  "What did you gain from it?" Zuo Mo asked weakly, as if he had been struck by frost.

  "Things have been collected, but I don't quite understand, Master must choose for himself." Gong Sun Chi blinked his big, watery eyes, like peach blossoms, with an innocent face.

  In terms of quantity, Gong Sun's spoils this time were indeed numerous, piled up like a small mountain.

  Flying swords, magic treasures, jade tablets, materials and so on, dazzling people's eyes.

  Zuo Mo looked around, and couldn't help but feel some admiration. Most of the items were worthless, but there were also some fine pieces. After all, these were mostly collected by cultivators who had reached the Congenital stage, so there were some good things.

  Zuo Mo's eyes were extremely cunning and his hands moved extremely fast, with a few flips and tosses, a small mountain was quickly divided into several piles.

  "He pointed at a pile of flying swords and magic treasures, saying: 'This batch of things is not bad. You take it to distribute to them, equip well, and the combat power can be improved.'"

  Gongsun Cha was deeply impressed in his heart, and indeed, Shifu was a man who did great things. Following Shifu for so long, although his vision wasn't as sharp as Shifu's, he could still tell good from bad. The quality of this pile of flying swords and treasures was quite good, if they could be sold, they could exchange for a considerable amount of crystal stones, unexpectedly Shifu casually divided them out.

  This magnanimity, this spirit...

  "If you want a horse to run, you must give it grass to eat." Zuo Mo's words were full of profound meaning and Zen-like.

  Gongsun Cha's admiration for him had reached its peak. It seemed that he was still too tender, and his state of mind wasn't enough compared to his senior brother!

  "Just consider it as salary. Others have to work hard, and if they don't get some benefits, it's not worth it." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, rubbing his chin: "Anyway, this batch of goods can't be exchanged for crystal stones, and leaving them here just takes up space."

  Gongsun Zhi heard the second half of the sentence, and all his Zen intentions vanished in an instant.

  This is what it means to be a senior brother...

  For some reason, he found himself feeling a slight sense of relief, his whole body relaxing.

  "Oh, right." Zuo Mo picked out a jade slip from the pile: "There's nothing particularly good in this batch of jade slips, except for this one. It contains some information related to war and generals. You can take it and refer to it."

  "What's the relationship between peace and war?" Gong Sun suddenly became interested, taking over the jade slip.

  "These materials might be of some use." Zuo Mo muttered to himself as he looked at the several piles of things in front of him: "The others can only be fed to Xiao Ta. The jade slips will be stored away, and opened for free? Hmm, it doesn't take up space anyway."

  Speaking of Yu Jian, he suddenly remembered something: "I have a fifth-grade escape technique here, I think I won't have time to practice it, let the people below practice it. Their strength is stronger by one point, and we will be safer by one point. As for how to allocate it, you go think of a way."

  "Good!" Gong Sun Chi was somewhat surprised that his senior brother could come up with a fifth-grade escape technique, but he nodded without hesitation, and his senior brother's words were deeply convincing to him.

  After dividing the spoils of war, Zuo Mo again instructed Gong Sun to pay attention to where there were any places with evil energy. Everyone knew that time was pressing, so they didn't waste words, and Gong Sun took a pile of magical artifacts and flying swords and left.

  Zuo Mo summoned Xiao Yu, pointing at a pile of flying sword talismans, and picked up a jade slip to examine it.

  This jade slip is the only thing he's interested in among these spoils of war. The content inside the jade slip isn't anything high-level, it talks about some shallow puppet refining techniques. Nowadays, Zuo Mo's attainments in symbol arrays aren't low, and he uses puppet symbol array studies quite a lot, so looking at this doesn't require much effort for him.

  He had never come into contact with puppets before, but now that he saw them, he found them quite novel. Many places have unique features. However, what surprised him the most was that puppets could solve the problem of human labor shortages.

  Low-level puppets, without spiritual intelligence, can only accept the simplest and most basic commands. Those high-level puppets are almost indistinguishable from real people, and after being refined by secret methods, they become impervious to swords and guns, swift as the wind, and absolutely excellent fighting companions.

  No wonder so many people like puppets, it turns out to be this way.

  Of course, qualified puppet minions are extremely difficult to refine. However, Zuo Mo did not have the intention of refining these puppets, his gaze fell on those easiest to refine lowest level puppets.

  These guys are of little use, but for some rough work, they should still be barely able to handle it.

  He suddenly had an idea, Xiaoyue Boundary was in a mess now, the number of people was drastically reduced, and those mines from before wouldn't grow legs, would they? Not to mention the spiritual veins were invaded, but what about these mines?

  He became more and more excited, his mind clearer than ever. Now it's all in chaos, no one is willing to spend manpower on mining. If these veins are not infected, they are ownerless things, if you go to dig them up, no one will care. As for the problem of manpower, it can be solved with puppets!

  He suppressed the excitement in his heart and carefully calculated it.

  The lowest level of puppet, the difficulty of refining is not great, and the consumed materials are all very low-level, which can be refined by oneself.

  Zuo Mo sank into deep thought, completely unaware of Xiao Ta greedily absorbing the flying sword on the side.

  When the last treasure flew into the small tower's body, the small tower suddenly became still and quiet.

  "Discussing merits and rewards?" Lei Peng thought he had misheard, sneering with a twisted mouth: "You must be dreaming, food swallowed into the belly, who would spit it out again? Besides, our current group has all been restricted, who dares to disobey? Who is stupid enough to throw things at us again?"

  "Absolutely reliable news, it's going to be announced this afternoon! As for the reward, I heard there's also a fifth-grade escape technique."

  "Haha! I'm dying of laughter!" Lei Peng pointed at Nian Lu, turned his face to Zong Ru and laughed loudly: "Listen! It's still a fifth-grade escape technique! What the hell is this nonsense! A fifth-grade escape technique isn't something you can just give away. I'm telling you, old man, you're not someone who doesn't understand the market value. One fifth-grade escape technique is enough for those Ming Xiao Sect bastards to let you off scot-free. Such a good thing, and they're giving it to you for free?"

  Zongru sat cross-legged, like an old monk entering meditation, his appearance was dignified and solemn, and he didn't hear anything. Chanxiu is extremely rare in the small mountain boundary, they cultivate their bodies and spiritual powers. Zongru's cultivation was not some profound Zen kung fu or mind method, nor had he developed any spiritual powers, but his physical cultivation was extremely solid.

  He is usually taciturn and calm in nature, but when he fights, he becomes a completely different person, extremely brave and fierce.

  The three of them had different personalities. Lei Peng was passionate and fiery, Fei was cunning and deceitful, while Nian Lv was optimistic and open-minded.

  Being said by Lei Peng, Yan Lü himself also had some doubts. The Five Elements Escape Technique was enough to become a small sect's ultimate technique. Such a good thing, who would give it out for free?

  Fortunately, time passed quickly and soon it was afternoon.

  Everyone, including the thirty who had just been captured and turned over, was gathered together.

  Everyone knows that Xiaoniang must have something important to announce.