Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

The Ascension List was a new entity, something even beyond everyone's imagination.

In the mundane flow of days, life was slow, even stagnant, and all kinds of tragedies simply couldn't reach the ears of the important figures, including the daily operations of the Myriad Gold Pavilion, which were carried out methodically.

To have prospects for five generations, to leave benefits for three, meant that after many years of accumulation, even if the descendants were good for nothing, someone would still speak well of the family.

In an era without the internet, it was normal for information to lag behind; in such times, Meng Yu, with artificial intelligence, big data, and targeted pushes, suddenly caused extremely severe consequences.

Even if the Myriad Gold Pavilion had taken precautions in advance, it was the same.

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Warm fingers, like a venomous snake, moved slowly towards her. True Monarch Yu Xia could have easily avoided them, but she stood there, cold and motionless, like a frog being stared at by a snake.

In Jianghu, some people lose their will to fight and let enemies humiliate them; now, she too had lost the will to resist.

She even wished that Meng Yu would fiercely slap her face!

Over these many days, she had killed Meng Yu hundreds of times in her mind, but she knew she had lost.

She brought this upon herself, as people said.

The Myriad Gold Pavilion was a family consortium, a business alliance of about a dozen large and small powers, and the family behind True Monarch Yu Xia was the second-largest force within it.

Her family had always had a good relationship with the Mi family, but now, overlooking the whole situation, the three major families of the Myriad Gold Pavilion felt a chilling bone-cold.

The ship is sinking; should we sink with it?

A group of people coming together to do business meant using a minority to suppress the majority for their own greatest benefit, not because their fighting strength was enough to subdue the majority. If that were the case, they would have gone with slavery, not bothering with business.

The Myriad Gold Pavilion was the same; dozens of families united to do business in the Nine Provinces, their cohesive power was their ability to make money, even if there were losses, everyone could grit their teeth and bear it.

But when the money stopped flowing, and the brand was seen as an evil cult, then fundamentally, the Myriad Gold Pavilion was damned.

For thousands of years, these families of the Myriad Gold Pavilion had accumulated enough wealth, and those great Sects loved to prey on such fat sheep, and the local powers did the same. Now, the most absurd thing was that the Myriad Gold Pavilion's army of cultivators was marching towards the northwest!

This was the most fatal point!

On the first day Meng Yu slapped faces, the Myriad Gold Pavilion issued a war declaration, and the mighty army of cultivators, drawing from the elite forces of each region, openly displayed Nascent Soul Cultivators and Divinity Transformation experts, and launched an offensive from the headquarters.

Many watched this event, and True Monarch Yu Xia was proud of the scale involved, but now it all seemed like a dreadful blunder.

With more than half of the Myriad Gold Pavilion's forces gathered, all its mobile forces were marshaled, its defensive capabilities vastly drained, and after the army's departure, they found that regardless of victory or defeat, the alliance no longer existed.

What to do?

The best option, of course, was to rebel, kill the leader, and then raise a flag to draw a clear line from the previous Myriad Gold Pavilion.

"We were forced before; we're now redressing the chaos. Furthermore, we can swallow up the wealth of the Myriad Gold Pavilion and escape a lot of debts." Such a temptation, she could resist, but could her family?

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"Why not delay the attack a bit?"

True Monarch Shui Yue asked Meng Yu as she followed him.

She found it strange; the Myriad Gold Pavilion's army had only set out a few days ago, many were still en route, etc. If Meng Yu waited another month to act, until the Myriad Gold Pavilion's army had traveled halfway, then strike in the Ascension List, the effect would be astounding.

With the glorious army ahead and behind, banknotes queuing for conversion, stockpiles of goods unable to sell, daily losses amid rampant rumors, wouldn't that scene be too beautiful?

"Ah, of course, it's because I couldn't bear to see you get hurt."

Meng Yu said with a smile, hugging his Nascent Soul girlfriend's waist, implying that she had performed so well these days that dear me didn't want to get into fights and killings.

"You're lying again, but, I like it."

True Monarch Shui Yue could not figure out Meng Yu's reasons, but she didn't care to think about it, and said with a smiling face, her eyes full of tenderness.

Although from the beginning, she had treated this matter as a pledge of allegiance, offering her chastity in thanks to him.

But with Meng Yu, she experienced unprecedented joy.

Not just physically, but in seeing how a young person could turn the world upside down and take down even the behemoths she had to look up to.

Victory from a thousand miles away.

The crisis facing the Myriad Gold Pavilion was now perceptible to only a few and could even be concealed from outsiders, after all, they controlled their sales figures and cash flow; even a run on the bank could be dealt with by various means. But what about their grand army?

Pavilion Master Mi's utmost propaganda, rallying and commanding the army, with plans to arrive in the northwest within the next three months to half a year to kill the Blood God Sect, then, what if the demoralized army turned back, or worse, what if there was an uprising in the rear?

True Monarch Yu Xia and the others, surely faced extremely difficult choices.