One Wish to Own the World



Ken purchased everything other than the map, the Terror Talismans, and the Bloodlust Boost Pills, for a sum of 430,000 BP other than the 24,000 he had spent earlier for the manuals and the Escape Tokens.

As for the weapon, he purchased one for himself, a seventh-grade flexible sword. Just like his former two swords, he could freely manipulate it with Qi back to the solid mode by streaming his Qi into a specific rune.

He couldn't read the runes inscribed on the sword since they were seventh-rank runes but planned to learn how to do that eventually.

The room was ready to be opened for the masses to come inside and get slaughtered. First, there was a threefold fifth-rank Suppression Formation, which he could activate at any time and weaken his enemies.

Second, there was an Illusion Formation, which would make them see the scene from before Ken emptied the prizes, or in other words, they'd think all the prizes are still available. Furthermore, Ken set a few standing positions so that everyone inside them would seem wounded, and Ken instructed his two partners in crime to wait there.

Third, Ken covered everything with fifth-rank Concealing Formations, so even the best formation masters present outside won't be able to discover the formations. Ken integrated his Bloodlust Qi into the Concealing Formation to conceal the bloodlust emanating from the tokens, and his token now exuded pressure of half a million points.

"How much time until the doors get unlocked?"

"14 minutes."

Everyone waited in their positions. Tiara was sitting on the floor, reclining against one of the pillars surrounding the central platform with her back for support. Anyone entering the room would see her right arm amputated, and her clothes filled with blood stains.

Alaric was lying down with a pillow under his head, and he'd appear injured severely to the newcomers, with a hole in his stomach and his guts taking a glimpse outside.

As for Ken, he was standing, leaning against one of the pedestals. 

Taking half a million points from a wounded child sounded as easy as taking candy from a normal child, but nobody would underestimate him. However, he didn't believe anyone would resist the temptation of so many points.

14 minutes later, the doors were unlocked, but people still didn't enter. They tried entering earlier but the doors were locked, so they kept trying at intervals of a few minutes.

Soon, one of the double doors opened. It wasn't the western one where Ken came from, but the northern door.

"It opened, there are people inside that seem to be wounded, and the monster is gone! Let's see if the rewards are still there and we can get outside!"

One excited female voice reported to the people behind her and shortly, two dozen people streamed in. This group was smaller than the one behind the door Ken came from.

"This kid's token is emanating a sick amount of BP! Do you think it's the same kid that killed everyone from the Four Seasons Sect?"

"Shut up, if any of the core disciples were there, he'd never be able to act unbridled as he had."

The first speaker wore white clothes with an auburn embroidery of a pen and a scroll on his shoulder, the symbol of the Infinite Wisdom Sect, also known as the fifth strongest sect and the richest one.

The second wore white clothes with a symbol of a leaf, cloud, flower, and sun on his shoulder, marking him as a core disciple of the Four Seasons Sect.

'Seems like the other caught up with those who entered first.'

Ken thought to himself as he watched people wearing orange and auburn entering behind the core disciples. Orange was the Peaceful Demon Sect's color while the auburn belonged to the Infinite Wisdom Sect.

"Since it's most likely the same kid that killed my sect's members, he is the prey of the Four Seasons Sect. You guys can back off."

"Haha, aren't you trying to claim those BP for free by attacking an injured child under the pretense of revenge? Since the Four Seasons Sect is so incompetent that they couldn't kill him before, I think attacking him in his injured state would only shame them further. I will take the points."

An argument started before the people even got to the prizes; that's how tempting half a million BP seemed to everyone.

"Huh? Do you want to fight? Scholars should stay at the library and write, oh, Wise One."

'Scholar' was a polite way to mock the disciples of the Infinite Wisdom Sect about their low prowess, which turned the word into an offensive term long ago.

"Your sect is so reliant on us they would sacrifice you in a heartbeat if we demanded it to continue our collaboration, so why are you acting all proud?"

"Nobody can approach the kid until we settle who gets the points!"

The core disciples shouted, and everyone stopped in their tracks. Before they continued discussing, the western door opened, and 70 people peeked inside. Ken figured that more teams gathered there since he left them.

"Hey! The monster is gone, the kid and his friends are wounded and have around half a million BP, and there are also people from other sects!"

A male disciple announced to everyone waiting behind him before every group waiting behind that door stormed into the last room. They soon understood the stalemate and also watched each other warily.

"Should we check the prizes first? Maybe we can come up with a system to divide his points among us."

Everyone talked as if Ken's group's opinion didn't matter. The wounded were weak, and the weak couldn't have an opinion in the cultivation world.

"Sure, let's-."

The eastern door opened, followed by the southern door a few seconds later. 

'I came from the fullest area. The east had only a single team while the south had 29 cultivators.'

Ken thought to himself as he watched the 120 people packed together in the room. Luckily, it was spacious enough to accommodate them all.

"Are you guys sure you want to fight against me?"

Ken asked loud enough as he shakily left the support of the pedestal he was leaning on, acting his part as an injured disciple. He faked a stagger as if he had difficulties remaining standing without support.

"Haha, do you really think your frail attempt to stand up for yourself is going to scare anyone? The weak can't be rich, and you are."

The core disciple from the Four Seasons Sect laughed. Even if he couldn't get Ken's BP, it'd be enough for him to bring the kid's head back to the sect to gain more rewards than he could ever claim with 500,000 BP from an evil sect.

"What about the group from the Peaceful Demon Sect coming from the east?"

That group's combined BP was higher points than Ken's. It seemed that the reason they entered alone wasn't because that side of the labyrinth was empty, but because they were the sole survivors of the battles there.

·ƈθm "We will get to them next. Everyone from the Serene Lotus Sect, gather around me!"

"Everyone from the Peaceful Demon Sect, gather around me!"

"Everyone from the Divine Sword Sect, gather around me!"

"Everyone from the Four Seasons Sect, gather around me!"

"Everyone from the Infinite Wisdom Sect, gather around me!"