Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2292

Chapter 2292: We’ll Definitely Compensate the Sacred Demonic Cult

“Yes, we’ll definitely compensate the Sacred Demonic Cult.”

“Hurry up, then. If you are late with your payment, we will send collectors to each of your doors.” Ye Hua waved, and the people from the Sacred Demonic Cult moved aside to make a pathway out.

These people dragged the bodies of their sect disciples and ran away as if the fire was snapping on their heels.

“Hong Ye, look at these renowned righteous sects.” Ye Hua looked contemptuous.

“Those of the renowned righteous sects are also human, after all,” Ning Shu said. “Not everyone can be a hero.”

“Many thanks, Female Benefactor.” Hui Ji performed a Buddhist mudra to Ning Shu, “Benefactor has saved this novice monk several times, but this novice monk has nothing to return the favor with.”

“You can repay me with your body,” Ning Shu casually said. If one had nothing to repay with, then they should just repay with their body.

Ning Shu’s words made the faces of the monks behind Hui Ji distort. They wanted to scold Ning Shu, but they also realized that their fate was still in the Sacred Demonic Cult’s hands right now.

Hui Ji’s face remained unchanged. “The benefactor is joking. This novice monk is leaving.”

Hui Ji walked in the front and left with a group of monks.

Ning Shu wasn’t sure if she was hallucinating, but she felt that the little monk was walking accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chanting.

With that, this matter was considered done, and everyone went to deal with the aftermath.

It was difficult for these sects to thrive once more. Zhao Bo had slaughtered all of their elders.

The Zhao Clan Stronghold was destroyed by the alliance of these sects overnight, and its disciples were scattered. Zhao Clan Stronghold didn’t even have anyone to lead them anymore.

The alliance of the sects had also directly set fire to the Zhao Clan Stronghold

Ning Shu smacked her lips. Burning buildings was her demonic method, yet these people dared to use it.

Ning Shu had no idea about what happened to that arrogant Zhao Linger, so she sent someone out to inquire about it. However, all she got was that Zhao Linger was taken away by a Zhao Clan Stronghold disciple, and her current whereabouts were unknown.

Without the protection of her father, Zhao Linger’s life would probably not be easy.

Her father killed many people from many different sects before his death, and now they were looking for revenge.

Those strolling through the Jianghu, taketh a stab, giveth a stab.

However, the martial world was currently less noisy. Everyone was acting cautiously.

It was an unprecedented calm.

The restless atmosphere dissipated, and people’s moods even relaxed.

Ye Hua began to seriously cultivate the Unsurpa.s.sable Martial Arts, so he would call Ning Shu over to ask questions when he was free. Then, the topic would always turn to the concept of worlds outside this world, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Shu just told him that there must be a world they didn’t know about. It could perhaps be paradise or something else entirely.

Ye Hua waved his hand to have Ning Shu go away. Ning Shu curled her lips in disdain and left.

Nowadays, when Ning Shu had nothing to do, she’d take a group of her subordinates and wander around. She’d even collect compensation fees on the way.

She would also take a few days to play in each sect. Ning Shu felt very happy seeing how these people were so aggrieved but couldn’t say anything and even had to entertain her.

Ning Shu wandered around and saw all kinds of strange and indescribable sceneries.

At some point, Ning Shu arrived at Illusory Temple. After Illusory Temple pa.s.sed the previous turmoil, the incense offerings were no longer as prosperous as before.

They only had a few pilgrims. Hui Ji brought a group of monks to greet Ning Shu at the gate.

The bell on her waist made a crisp sound as Ning Shu walked over.

“Ami—”

“Where’s the money?” Ning Shu asked.

“The money is already prepared, please rest for a while,” Hui Ji said.

Ning Shu nodded and followed Hui Ji to enter the Illusory Temple. As soon as she entered the temple, she smelled the scent of rosin.