Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

The leader of the Yangxiang Race ordered.

"As you command!"

Two members of the Yangxiang Race dragged over four human Martial Artists.

They tore open the limbs of the human Martial Artists, letting a large amount of blood flow onto the Ning Beast, particularly around its wounds, mixing entirely with the blood, impossible to separate.

These four Martial Artists were bleeding dry, and the two from the Yangxiang Race casually applied some sticky herbal remedies to their wounds.

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The plan of the Yangxiang Race was very simple!

They maliciously captured a royal cub of the Ning Beast and imprisoned it in a domain conjured by a demonic artifact.

Inside this cave, all creatures were unable to activate their Qi rings.

Then, the Yangxiang Race disguised as humans to subject the Ning Beast cub to inhuman torture, intending to foster its hatred toward human Martial Artists.

Of course, the Ning Beast was not so easily deceived.

Thus, from the sixth area of the first battlefield, they captured several human Martial Artists and continually doused human blood on the Ning Beast.

This way, even the Ning Beast Demon Race's royalty would believe it was the doing of human Martial Artists.

When the plan succeeded, they would release the Ning Beast cub back into the wild.

The best outcome would be its immediate death upon returning home.

This would provoke the entire Ning Beast Demon Race into a furious rage!

At that critical moment, the allied forces would assault the Northern Continent battlefield.

But if the Ning Beast didn't die, it wouldn't matter.

Their trio had disguised as humans for so long, torturing the Ning Beast to the point where even its lazy nature would drive it to madness.

Of course, if the Ning Beast lived, the effect might be somewhat diminished.

The Demon Race was indeed too lazy.

Because the cub was alive, many powerful demon beasts would be too indolent to act.

For the cub to live, that was enough!

Actually, the Yangxiang Race had already poisoned the Ning Beast from within; in theory, it couldn't survive.

The tricky part was sustaining its last breath.

Let the Ning Beast return home alive, then die immediately.

The failure of that fool Fennel's plan had cost the allied forces, and the Four-armed Race was already dissatisfied.

After all, the last time they cooperated with Fennel to distract the human Grandmaster, the allied forces suffered heavy losses. That battle had abandoned tactics, becoming nearly all-out!

Yangxiang Race's failure would bring disgrace.

The Four-armed Race, in particular, was quite displeased.

This time, they could not permit failure once more.

The Four-armed Race was inclined to withdraw, and although the Palm Eye Race still wanted to fight, without the Four-armed Race, the Palm Eye Race and Yangxiang Race alone couldn't breach the Northern Continent's defenses.

Lately, the allied forces were preparing for their most significant assault.

If this attempt failed, the Four-armed Race would undoubtedly withdraw, leaving the Yangxiang Race with immeasurable losses.

This time, the Yangxiang Race's plan was to force the Ning Beast to join the war at that crucial moment.

As long as the Ning Beast waged an all-out war on humans, the Northern Continent battlefield would fall into their hands.

Once they tore a crack in the Divine Land, the allied forces' iron army would become unstoppable.

Now on Earth, the Divine Land country had become the backbone of the core five nations, and those five nations began exacting taxes from smaller countries, growing ever stronger.

Only by tearing open the Divine Land could they gradually conquer Earth.

If they succeeded in manipulating the Ning Beast, the three of them would become heroes of unprecedented honor.

Fennel's petty plan was nothing more than garbage!

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"Report to the leader, three have died, this group of human Martial Artists is pathetically weak!"

An irate member of the Yangxiang Race complained.

"The Wuwen Race that we lured here couldn't be too strong, at most Fifth-Grade. If they were Grandmasters, we couldn't capture them!

"Unfortunately, I am also just a Fifth-Grade. To mask my aura from the Ning Beast's senses, I cannot be too strong; here, it's like walking on thin ice, requiring utmost caution."

The leader of the Yangxiang Race sighed.

"How many are left alive?"

The leader asked again.

"Only two or three left, the Wuwen Race has been very cautious recently, making it hard to catch more!"

Another Yangxiang member replied.

"No, this amount of blood doesn't yet merge into the Ning Beast's marrow. We need to continue capturing more of the Wuwen Race!

"Second Lang, tonight you guard the cage, while Third Lang and I go capture more Wuwen Race.

"This time, I'm going all in!"

The leader seemed to grit his teeth.

He took out a small, golden pearl from his body, thumb-sized, extremely dazzling!

"The Witch Light Pearl!

"Leader, this is the essential treasure for you to breakthrough to Grandmaster! If anything unexpected happens, the losses will be significant!"

Second Lang exclaimed!

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Witch Light Pearl!

It's an essential treasure for a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist to break through to Grandmaster, regarded as a treasure even among the eight clans of the Wet Realm.

The awakening of human Martial Artists also originated from the Wet Realm, with similar cultivation methods.

However, humans lacked racial innate talents, so they could only pave a new path tactically.

Even humans would need the Witch Light Pearl!

"Small favors and rewards are no longer enough to lure the Wuwen Race!

"I refuse to believe that when they see the Witch Light Pearl, those greedy Wuwen Race would remain calm!"

The leader smiled sinisterly.

"A single Witch Light Pearl might not be enough to attract the Wuwen Race.

"The Witch Light Pearls form at the surface; generally, there should be two or three in proximity.

"This time, I've prepared three Witch Light Pearls. I want to see if the human Martial Artists will fall for it!"

The leader was all in!

"The leader's plans are impeccable; I am in awe, in awe!"

Second Lang expressed his admiration with genuine reverence!

The Witch Light Pearls typically don't appear alone; within a few hundred meters in the mud below, several more might be buried.

The leader set up a chain of schemes.

Using a single Witch Light Pearl as bait, they would lure the Wuwen Race Martial Artists away from the fifth war zone, making captures safer.

Human experts dreaded the Ning Beast, so normally, they couldn't probe into the sixth area.

Greed knows no bounds.

For the sake of two Witch Light Pearls, those human Martial Artists with low Qi Blood would surely step into the depths of the sixth area.

"Despicable Yangxiang Race, you'll surely meet with retribution!"

At this moment, a feeble voice cursed from within a cage deep inside.

"Hahaha, are you scared now?

"In the face of the Yangxiang Race's great wisdom, you lowly Wuwen Race will meet nothing but destruction!

"Just wait, soon I'll capture more Martial Artists.

"Just wait for the Ning Beast Demon Race's wrath to descend, and for our allied forces' iron army to arrive.

"The Wet Ghost Tower of the Northern Divine Continent is destined to be wiped out this time.

The leader laughed dismissively.

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The Third War Zone.

Herbs here are already quite valuable, so they're worth collecting.

"Ah Bao, in the team, you must be more diligent, as you're the most useless one.

"A Martial Artist squad values merit-based gains and clear accounting. Since you've profited from everyone, you can only help by carrying packs, picking herbs, and thus don't deserve any resources. After all, if aliens come, you'll become a burden.

"I won't even know whether to abandon you then!

"Ah Bao, do you feel dissatisfied?"

Du Jing's Book idly mocked Su Yue again.

He knew it was tiresome but couldn't resist.

Deep down, he disliked the person; he wasn't usually like this.

"Merit-based gain, clear accounting!

"I understand; there's nothing to feel dissatisfied about, clear accounting is fair!"

Su Yue sighed deeply.

Endure!

Endure hardship, bend and stretch, be patient to ensure peace!

Su Yue continually reinforced this in his mind.

This guy was incredibly infuriating.

He had to carry the backpack, collect herbs, and if the Spirit Medicine sold for profit, he wouldn't share in the spoils.

Forget it.

Life demands a broader view.

He had, after all, benefitted from this little team.

Xu Baiyan kept advising Su Yue to be patient; a first visit to the Wet Realm was meant to see the world and get used to the environment.

Time would come; the value of some herbs was trivial.

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After who knows how long, the group finally arrived at the fifth area.

Xu Baiyan and others instantly became cautious.

Due to certain special reasons, the powerful in the army found it inconvenient to come here; the sixth area was a dangerous zone, and the fifth area wasn't very safe either.

"Ah Bao, bring me my bag; I'm about to start training!"

Du Jing's Book scouted for a resting spot!

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