The village chief Zhao Fugui was panicked. The reason why he didn't let Zhao Wujiang stand up was because he knew the intention of the Blood God Sect Protector after he waved his hand.

Whoever stands up first, indicating that he is in good health and has strong endurance, will be selected first.

Zhao Fugui knew that the child he had picked up was extremely strong. Although his body looked thin, he was actually very strong.

He didn't want Zhao Wujiang to stand up first and be selected.

But now he could only let out a long sigh in his heart. This ninth son, Zhao Wuhuang, was a fool after all and could not understand the eyes of his old father.

But he still stood up bravely, bowed to the Protector of the Blood God Sect, and explained:

"Master Protector, this little son of mine is not smart and is a fool. I am afraid that if he goes to the Blood God Sect, he will neglect the adults. I will choose again..."

Before Zhao Fugui could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by the Protector of the Ruthless Blood God Sect.

The Protector of the Blood God Sect waved his hand and said coldly:

"As long as they are physically strong, just these twenty-five people."

The ten people originally mentioned turned into twenty, and then turned into twenty-five.

This is a population added privately by the guardians of the Blood God Sect. They want to exceed the task and perform well in front of the sect master, so as to obtain rewards from the sect.

Zhao Fugui opened his mouth, his eyes trembled, and finally he bowed and clasped his fists with a grimace.

All around were the panicked cries of the selected villagers, fearful of facing the unknown future.

There were also sighs from many people and slight sounds of joy after the disaster.

Several of the heirs of the Zhao Fugui family looked at Zhao Wujiang with concern. Although they had only known each other for a year, the ninth brother they all liked very much was selected by the Blood God Sect, and his future was bleak.

Zhao Dalang wanted to replace Zhao Wujiang. He wanted to speak, but Zhao Wujiang held his arm down.

Zhao Wujiang's handsome face was still full of stupidity, and his eyes were also clear and stupid. He scratched his head and smiled innocently at these familiar and unfamiliar brothers.

Zhao Dalang looked sad, and Zhao Tingting's eyes were full of mist.

The Protector of the Blood God Sect ignored the cries of the villagers in Zhaojia Village and said coldly:

"Sit on the spiritual beast quickly, don't delay."

The remaining people immediately went to drag the selected villagers, and Zhao Wujiang was also dragged onto the spiritual beast Eagle.

This spiritual beast eagle is extremely large. An eagle is as big as a villager's house in Zhaojia Village, and can fully seat six or seven people.

Many of the villagers who were dragged onto the eagle looked frightened, pale and trembling all over.

There are also people who are at a loss and cannot accept it for a while.

Only Zhao Wujiang is still cheerful, like a fool, happy to accept his fate, and seems to be unaware of the bleak future in the eyes of the villagers.

The eagle flapped its wings and began to fly towards the Blood God Sect.

Zhao Wujiang sat on the eagle, turned around and waved goodbye to the village chief Zhao Fugui and several brothers and sisters who looked sad and struggling, with the smile still on his face.

The Protector of the Blood God Sect was named Wang Youfu. He glanced at Zhao Wujiang and withdrew his gaze.

This good-looking man who smiles all the time is really a fool. Others are afraid of him, but he still laughs. He is really fearless.

Wang Youfu sneered in his heart and began to close his eyes to rest. The sect's spiritual beast, the eagle, would lead them back to the sect accurately.

He felt a little happy and proud in his heart.

In the past year, the sect leader has increasingly needed living creatures to practice spiritual techniques. This time, he only needs to find ten people from a village. And if he, Wang Fu, is able to bring twenty-five people back during this trip, he will definitely be rewarded by the sect leader.

Maybe the sect master would be happy and promote him to the Great Protector, or give him a Foundation Establishment Pill so that he can improve his cultivation to a higher level during the Foundation Establishment Period and condense the Golden Pill as soon as possible.

When the time comes, he, who has become a strong man in the golden elixir, will be the elder of the sect. He will no longer have to look at the faces of the other elders and eat scraps every time.

Become an elder and get better cultivation resources. With better cultivation resources, Wang Youfu may not be able to reach the realm of Yuanying and dominate the world.
Chapter completed!