"You, you traitor... you'll die a miserable death!!"
Zhao Bing's remaining consciousness, as weak as a flickering candle in the wind, cursed with his last bit of strength.
"Traitor? Die a miserable death?"
Wang Tian laughed loudly, with a tone of complete indifference:
"Hahaha... how utterly ridiculous!"
"You high and mighty, supremely noble outsiders, from the very beginning treated us like slaves to be exploited and taken advantage of as you pleased."
"I signed that magic contract with you and after being promoted to Foundation Establishment, I worked hard like a dog for you for ten years, stationed at the marketplace, handling daily trivial tasks and disputes. And what did I get?"
"Because of the harsh magic contract, I couldn't even scrape together an extra Spirit Stone, and I was left with only two hours of cultivation each day."
"Yet you Foundation Establishment Cultivators within the Ying Mo Sect, even those of the lowest status and nearly depleted potential, don't need to do anything in the Sect, and the benefits you enjoy are far beyond my wildest dreams."
His tone became increasingly cold, until in the end, it was only severe:
"Without kindness, where is the betrayal?"
"I only sought a ladder to rise, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious, leaving me with a debt that I can never repay!"
"My greatest regret is not seeing your true nature back then, and still holding onto a fluke, signing that selling contract with you."
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled:
"Fortunately, it all finally ended."
"The Seven Sects Alliance has become a thing of the past."
Trapped within the array light curtain, Zhao Bing swallowed his last breath.
Wang Tian just quietly watched until his breath completely stopped, then turned and left.
He stepped outside, looked up at the blazing sun that was no different from any other day, and suddenly felt a sense of vastness like the sky and sea:
"With the fall of the Seven Sects Alliance, I am considered free, but I must also plan for the future."
In Wang Tian's mind, thoughts surged rapidly:
"During the Seven Sects' invasion war back then, though Da Mo's Three Sects and One Family suffered heavy losses and were nearly exterminated without the Golden Core Cultivators to hold the fort, there ultimately were still many who escaped and are hiding everywhere."
"That Elder Qingxu and Nether Abyss Ancestor certainly won't allow Mo Yuan, this treasure land, to fall into the hands of others."
"Currently, they have no one to use, but if they were to form a force later, these remaining Da Mo Native Sect members will surely be heavily utilized. Perhaps I can make early contact..."
Danfu Marketplace is situated in the south of Da Mo, and it's very prosperous by nature, welcoming hundreds of cultivators daily, making the information very well-connected.
As the chief manager of the marketplace, Wang Tian also held a lot of confidential information, and he had some understanding of the remnants of Da Mo's Three Sects and One Family, but out of caution, had never contacted them.
Similarly, it is precisely because he is the chief manager of the marketplace that he knows what an astonishing treasure trove this flourishing marketplace truly is, capable of creating endless wealth!
"With the fall of the Seven Sects Alliance this time, it is bound to set off intense turmoil and chaos within the entire Da Mo and even throughout the entire Southwest Land."
"But chaos is also a ladder upwards!"
Wang Tian's thoughts were complicated, and a fiery passion gradually arose in his heart:
"If I can plan early, I might be able to take advantage of this great chaos, gain sufficient benefits, and even truly take this marketplace into my own hands!
"My talent was not lacking in the first place, otherwise, I wouldn't have been chosen by the Seven Sects Alliance back then. If I have this support, perhaps in the future, I may even have a slim hope of becoming a Golden Core Cultivator?"
At this thought, he laughed several times and strode away.
......
The scene at Danfu Marketplace continued to unfold throughout Da Mo.
Zhang Yao and the Nether Abyss Ancestor's plan progressed even more smoothly than they had anticipated, with the remnants of the Seven Sects Alliance disintegrating at an astonishing speed.
The reason was actually quite simple—factional disputes and interest conflicts.
All members of the Seven Sects Alliance were outsiders. When they came to set roots in the Da Mo realm, they inevitably encroached on the interests of native cultivators.
Although through continuous development of Mo Yuan and using its output to open trade routes with the Central Plains Countries near the Southwest, it did bring about a lot of additional benefits.
But the Seven Sects Alliance would not let go of even a single portion of these benefits, all of which were internally digested.
After all, most members of the Seven Sects Alliance relocated from the Central Plains Countries, and the leading Chentian Sect even moved from the Donglang Prefecture of the Celestial Continent, to the remote and spiritually barren Southwest Land.
To make a comparison, it was like a luxurious palace being directly moved into a stinky latrine, a disparity incredibly difficult for ordinary people to endure.
From thriftiness to luxury is easy, from luxury to thriftiness is difficult.
Such relocation not only caused great loss to the members of the Seven Sects Alliance, but also created discontent within the seven forces, naturally relying on the revenues from Mo Yuan to compensate for such losses, even to further develop and strengthen themselves.
During the allocation of new and old interests, outsiders and natives gradually became two opposing factions like water and fire.
The long-standing interest conflict between the two factions further exacerbated their conflict and division, only that in the past, the Seven Sects Alliance was overly dominant, and these contradictions were suppressed without any outlet.
Now that the Seven Sects Alliance has fallen, past contradictions erupted all at once, causing their remaining foundations to collapse like a huge pillar crashing down.