World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

Chapter 190: Noble act of Plunder

Plunder?

Robbery! Pillage!

Upon seeing the first keyword, Du Ge's heart surged with wild joy.

How wonderful!

The wheel of fortune turns, and finally, I start with a simple and operable keyword, no longer needing to rack my brains on how to expand it.

Although in the videos of my predecessors, negative keywords generally don't make it to the end.

But that's because they didn't handle it well, not that I can't.

Zhuangzi said, "As long as the sage lives, the great thief will not cease."

Didn't you see that after pillage, there's something noble?

At this moment, Du Ge was even more grateful that he had two keywords. Pillage was fine, but if he only had the noble keyword, he would have had a headache thinking about how to expand it.

***

The Seven Stars Sect was a minor sect in the cultivation world.

It was said to have been glorious five hundred years ago, but Du Ge had no memory of that glory. In the memories of his third senior brother, the Seven Stars Sect only had seven brothers and a junior sister.

All seven brothers were orphans picked up by their master.

Their master was named Guan Kezheng, with a daughter named Guan Xuan. Their cultivation technique was called "Big Dipper Seven Stars Art," which, at advanced levels, could draw the starlight of the Big Dipper into the body and instantly become an immortal.

However, including their master, no one in the sect could draw the starlight into their body.

Not to mention seven stars, they couldn't even manage one.

The "Seven Stars Art" only served to strengthen the body and enhance agility. In a real fight, many martial arts experts could not be surpassed.

The master said that they couldn't draw the starlight into their body because the "Big Dipper Seven Stars Art" lacked the fundamental general outline and the corresponding body refinement techniques.

But where these two things were, no one knew. The great battle between good and evil three hundred years ago had left the sect missing too many things.

This time.

The reason the master passed away was that a sect called Tianlan Valley coveted the territory of the Seven Stars Mountain and wanted to establish a new sect there.

Tianlan Valley was a sect that had risen fifty years ago.

It was said that a wealthy merchant accidentally found an unnamed cultivation manual, thereafter abandoning business to cultivate, establishing Tianlan Valley, which expanded rapidly over the years with reportedly over a thousand disciples.

Cultivation required spiritual energy, and new sects didn't dare to contend with old ones, naturally targeting these declining sects.

The valley master of Tianlan Valley, coming from a merchant background, advocated peace.

There were two solutions offered: one was for the Seven Stars Sect to join Tianlan Valley as disciples; the other was to give them a sum of money to disband, allowing the Seven Stars Mountain's master and disciples to enter the world as wealthy individuals, free and unfettered...

But even in decline, Seven Stars Mountain was a registered sect with spiritual energy.

How could Guan Kezheng accept being annexed or selling the ancestral property for worldly wealth? Therefore, he took two disciples down the mountain to seek justice from the supervisory institution.

As a result.

They didn't find the people from the supervisory institution, but on the way, they were attacked by bandits. The fourth and sixth brothers died on the spot, and the master returned to the mountain with his last breath, passing the position of sect leader to the eldest brother before he also passed away.

Afterward.

The eldest brother, adhering to the master's last wishes, to protect the sect, forcibly drew the starlight into his body, resulting in deviating from his cultivation, leaving him half-dead. It seemed he wouldn't last many days.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

The second senior brother and the fifth junior brother ran away on the day the eldest brother deviated from his cultivation.

The third senior brother and the seventh junior brother held on for two days but couldn't bear it anymore. Today, they decided to run away, and then, Du Ge possessed the third senior brother...

***

After understanding the situation, Du Ge sighed silently. What a mess!

He hadn't even pillaged others yet!

Instead, they came to rob him first. The several disciples taken in by Guan Kezheng, except for the eldest, who was somewhat diligent, were all ungrateful. Possessing the third senior brother was not unjust at all...

A difficult start.

But after pondering for a moment, Du Ge decided to stay.

The Seven Stars Sect had an official record with the government, after all, a legitimate sect that could accept disciples and expand.

The eldest brother was half-dead, the junior sister only knew to seek help from the dead, and now he was the most senior in the sect. If he could get past the current difficulties, with his abilities, he could completely make the sect flourish.

Running to another sect and living under someone else's roof, how could he freely pillage?

As for the cultivation technique?

Isn't there pillage? With some effort, he could surely steal a good one...

The second keyword, noble?

Du Ge didn't consider it for the time being. Those who are in constant danger don't deserve to be noble.

***

In a short while, the seventh junior brother had run out of sight. Du Ge thought for a moment, picked up his bundle, and headed straight for the Seven Stars Hall.

Outside the Seven Stars Hall.

He happened to bump into the junior sister coming out of the hall with a box in her arms. Her eyes were red from crying, and she was still sobbing as she walked out. Seeing Du Ge outside, she paused, a trace of sadness in her eyes: "Third senior brother, are you leaving too?"

"Uh-huh, the seventh junior brother is waiting for me at the mountain gate. I'm here to pay respects to the master," Du Ge said.

"Can you not go?" The junior sister trembled violently, looking at Du Ge with a hint of pleading in her tone, tears involuntarily flowing down, "If you all leave, and the eldest brother can't be saved, I'll be the only one left in the sect."

"What are you holding in your hand?" Du Ge fell silent for a moment, then looked at the box in her hand.

"Yellow Dragon Pill," the junior sister said sadly, "It's for enhancing my cultivation, left by my father. I plan to use it to save the eldest brother. If he can't be saved, I'll follow him in death."

"The eldest brother is suffering from cultivation deviation, which has damaged his meridians. He needs healing pills," Du Ge said helplessly, looking at the junior sister, "Using the Yellow Dragon Pill to boost his power now is like wishing him a quicker death, isn't it?"

"I..." The junior sister knew the pill was not suitable, opened her mouth, tears streaming down, sobbing, "What else can I do? There are no other pills in the sect, and with the eldest brother in that state, I can only try this desperate remedy. If he survives, it's his luck..."

Du Ge was speechless. It was a good thing he didn't possess the eldest brother; otherwise, with these two random keywords, he wouldn't be able to move, and he would surely be doomed by this junior sister.

Du Ge stepped forward, snatched the box containing the Yellow Dragon Pill from her hand: "If the eldest brother is going to die, it's a waste for you to keep it. Better give it to me to enhance my power..."

After stealing the Yellow Dragon Pill, Du Ge's attributes slightly increased.

It must be said, pillage is indeed a good keyword. Just snatch it, no need to consider whether the other party agrees or not.

Watching the Yellow Dragon Pill being snatched away, the junior sister wanted to speak but stopped, finally sighing: "Third senior brother, it's better for you to have it. Go on, I know the Seven Stars Sect has nothing left, staying here is just waiting for death. Just remember to offer incense for us during the holidays."

Du Ge looked at the junior sister with tearful eyes, fell silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the back hall: "Let's go!"

"What for?" The junior sister didn't understand, reflexively following Du Ge, "Aren't you going to offer incense to my father?"

"Let's go see the eldest brother for the last time," Du Ge said as he walked, "If he dies, you won't see him again."

As the words fell.

The junior sister's tears fell again.

The two of them, one after the other, came to the eldest brother's room. Before entering, they smelled a strong scent of medicine and blood.

Du Ge pushed the door and entered.

The eldest brother on the sickbed, hearing the noise, struggled to open his eyes. Seeing Du Ge with his bundle, a flash of anger crossed his eyes. He tried to struggle to sit up but couldn't move, tried to scold him but could only gasp.

"Eldest brother, don't be agitated, the third senior brother is here to see you," the junior sister hurried over, reaching out to help him smooth his breath.

During the conversation.

Du Ge also arrived at the bedside, looking down at the eldest brother.

The eldest brother glared back at him.

Suddenly, Du Ge reached out and took the token representing the sect leader from his bosom, and calmly said in the astonished eyes of both: "Eldest brother, junior sister, I'm taking over as the leader of the Seven Stars Sect."

The eldest brother was suddenly stunned.

The junior sister's face lit up with joy: "Third senior brother, you're not leaving?"

Du Ge ignored her and looked at the eldest brother: "Eldest brother, remember, I snatched the position of sect leader, you didn't give it to me. From now on, I call the shots in the Seven Stars Sect. If you can survive, try to snatch it back if you have the ability, if not, just bear it."

The eldest brother was taken aback, relieved, the previously angry eyes suddenly softened a lot.

The junior sister, watching Du Ge snatch the sect leader's token, began to wipe her tears again, but her whole person relaxed a lot, her spirit and demeanor completely changed.

After seizing the sect leader's token, Du Ge's attributes surged forward a great deal. Taking on such a mess on his shoulders should count as a noble act of pillage...