Urban Cultivation with a Demonic System-Chapter 257 - 216: Or Perhaps... Everyone Is a Civil Engineering Genius!

"Submit to authority?"

Hearing Su Yuan's words, the students of the preparatory class all froze in unison.

However, Su Yuan just left them hanging and said with a smile:

"Most members of the Black Labor Sect are pitiful cultivators from impoverished backgrounds, so wiping them out completely isn't appropriate."

"Therefore, we should recruit and systematically train them, guiding them to obtain relevant professional qualifications."

"As for the specific method of recruitment, I'll keep it a secret for now."

"All you need to do is diligently practice 'Dragon Base Divine Power' and 'Thousand Sinews Staff Technique' for three days, and then join me on a mission."

Upon hearing this, Long Wentao and the others, though puzzled, could only nod in agreement.

After all, they intended to rigorously practice these two martial arts anyway, and Su Yuan's direction didn't conflict with their schedule.

As the students gradually dispersed, Su Yuan suddenly asked:

"By the way, anyone interested in trying my supervised tutoring method?"

"It's very affordable, and in three days these two martial arts are guaranteed to reach Minor Success."

The preparatory class students: "..."

They silently quickened their pace, practically dashing out of the classroom.

Even Xiao Kong, who was slightly tempted, was forcibly dragged away by Xiao Meng.

Who could blame Su Yuan for using a supervised work model for the black workers when the alchemy and artifact refining assembly lines started operating?

As investors, after witnessing the black workers' work conditions firsthand, the students developed a psychological shadow concerning the so-called supervised therapy.

Now, to make them work as black laborers?

Who would want to do that!

Su Yuan was a bit disappointed by the students' lack of trust.

But he quickly mustered up his spirit again, diligently refining his Dragon Base Divine Power and Thousand Sinews Staff Technique.

Time flew by.

After Master Sun's last class, a test was conducted on the two martial arts.

The results were gratifying, with nearly everyone in the preparatory class reaching the entry-level.

As for Chen Nuoyi, Xiong Wei, Wu Ziying, and other body refinement prodigies, they at least brought one martial art to Great Success.

As for Su Yuan, naturally, he reached Great Success in both martial arts, just a step away from Perfection.

Besides whatever academic credits were earned from the exam, as soon as it was over, Su Yuan led the investors, making a grand departure in a certain direction.

Meanwhile.

At a construction site in the southern part of Taihua City.

The Black Labor Sect workers were enjoying a rare break, leaning on bricks and stones, leisurely drinking beer.

This group of workers wasn't large, just over a hundred in number, all with dark skin, and their muscles glistening a bronze hue under the sunlight.

Clearly, they were the elite among workers!

At the center of these 107 workers was a man in his thirties, wearing a red safety helmet.

Though well-built and muscular, there was a certain scholarly air in his demeanor.

He seemed like an intellectual, yet years of construction site labor had weathered him.

Moreover, his cultivation had reached the astounding Foundation Establishment Peak!

However, this Foundation Establishment powerhouse, clearly the foreman, looked distressed.

The beer in his hand had gone warm, yet remained unfinished.

Anyone could see that this man had something on his mind.

The darkest-skinned, bushy-bearded man among the workers, unable to hold back, slammed down his beer:

"Brother Song! Why do you sigh day after day, what's happened?"

"Isn't our work good enough, or is the developer not releasing funds?"

"If that damn developer dares withhold our wages, I'll lead the brothers over, press a trowel to his neck, and force him to pay!"

Foreman Song glared at the bearded man:

"Why must every problem be solved with violence? Use some brain power!"

"If I ever leave, with your attitude, it wouldn't take three days before you land in jail."

"And it's not about project funds I'm worried about. For Taihua City's real estate developers, which wouldn't give some face to me, Song Mountain?"

Upon hearing this, a noticeably steadier worker spoke lowly:

"Then why the sighs, Brother Song?"

Song Mountain sighed:

"Are you aware of the recent massive changes within Taihua City's underground forces?"

"The groups like Nine Dragon Hall, Righteous Witch's Small Magical Treasure, premium meat wholesale, Pet TV, and Loan Aid, previously dividing black industries with us, have successively fallen."

"The force that destroyed these five illegal Demon Sects, matching us in fame, is a newly emerging Demon Sect, named Primordial Sect."

"Not only has Primordial Sect annexed the industries of the five Demon Sects, but they innovated, legalizing various operations."

"Today, they have become the King of the Underworld in Taihua City."

The steady worker's eyes sharpened:

"Does Brother Song think the Primordial Sect might target us to unify Taihua City's underground?"

Song Mountain slightly nodded.

Unable to sit still, the bearded man shouted:

"What kind of bullcrap Primordial Sect dares plot against our Labor Sect?"

"When the three Ninth Lender Elders from Loan Aid came to force us to take loans, I didn't fear them. What counts as a new Demon Sect?"

"If they dare come, I'll ensure they won't leave!"

However, before the bearded man's words ended, a teasing voice echoed from afar:

"Uncle, you've got some ambition, wanting us to not return!"

Hearing this voice, Song Mountain was startled. He quickly stood to look in the direction the voice came from.

The workers didn't dare hesitate, swiftly rising, and on guard.

They saw a group cloaked in a whirlwind of black gales and dark clouds, arriving on flying swords.

The leader rode a scarlet sword light, exuding a sinister demonic aura.