The Programmer Cultivator

Zhang Deming looked at him with a smile and said, "To be honest, I’m really not that satisfied with your level of cultivation.

But the Celestial Spirit Sect’s territory is indeed quite remote, and I can’t be bothered to keep sending people. I suppose not many of the younger generation are willing to go, either.

And on Zhang Wu’s side, things are just getting started, so he really needs someone who can present a strong front.

Since you seem to understand how things work, fine. I’ll do you a favor this once."

Zhang Deming paused here, then conjured a blank sheet of paper with a wave of his hand and continued speaking.

"First, let me introduce myself. I belong to the Yellow Department of the Blue Sky Alliance.

This place is the contract office for the Blue Sky Alliance’s Yellow Department. You can call me Elder Huang."

Qu Qingxian quickly said respectfully, "Greetings, Elder Huang!"

Zhang Deming nodded and continued, "The Blue Sky Alliance... you could consider it a major clandestine organization in the Hongmeng Realm.

Internally, the organization is divided into four departments: Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow.

Each department is further divided by a five-star ranking system, with One-Star being the lowest and Five-Star the highest.

Recently, a Three-Star member of our Yellow Department earned enough Merit to be dispatched to develop a new region.

The region he chose was the one where your Celestial Spirit Sect is located. Since it’s a new territory, he’s extremely short on manpower.

Couple that with the fact that it’s too remote, like I mentioned, and none of the other junior members are willing to get involved.

So, I gave that young man, Zhang Wu, an open slot, allowing him to directly recruit a Two-Star captain locally.

I figured he’d find a Duality Cultivator at the very least. I never imagined he’d give this opportunity to a junior like you, who’s only at the Tai Chi Three Lives stage.

I don’t know what game young Zhang Wu is playing, but since he chose you—and you’re passably acceptable—I won’t interfere."

Hearing this, Qu Qingxian paused, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Senior, you mean...?"

Zhang Deming said, "It means you’ve passed the Alliance’s screening. Sign it. Once you do, you’ll be a member of the Alliance.

What’s more, thanks to a special request, you’ll be promoted directly to a Two-Star captain."

Qu Qingxian took the sheet of paper. He looked at the handful of draconian terms, each one followed by the word "obliteration," and for a moment, he didn’t know what to do.

Zhang Deming’s brow furrowed slightly. "What? Didn’t that young man, Zhang Wu, contact you beforehand when he was vetting you?"

Qu Qingxian nodded. "To be honest, Senior, I’m utterly confused. I don’t even know who this Zhang Wu you’re talking about is."

Zhang Deming’s expression cleared. "Ah, so that’s it. It seems the boy opted for a covert screening.

Don’t worry about that. He’ll probably contact you later. For now, let me give you a brief explanation."

Zhang Deming looked at Qu Qingxian. Seeing the young man’s attentive posture, he began to speak.

"I’ve already given you the general idea.

The reason I brought you here was to have you sign this Blood Contract.

Of course, don’t think you’ve joined some evil organization. The Blue Sky Alliance is a very loosely structured, clandestine organization.

As the name implies, it’s an alliance, and member management is fairly lax.

After joining, as long as you don’t violate the few rules listed here, there are no other major prohibitions.

You won’t be restricted from joining other powers. In essence, you can think of it as gaining access to the Alliance’s network, a new platform.

Of course, you’ll also be expected to handle matters for the Alliance occasionally.

Normally, during the screening, you’d be given the choice of whether or not to join before I told you all this.

But since you haven’t met Zhang Wu, it means your screening was covert, and you were brought here directly by me.

So, you don’t really have a choice anymore.

Of course, if you’re really dissatisfied, I won’t force you. I’ll just erase this memory of yours and have that young man, Zhang Wu, find someone else. That’s fine too.

However, I’m not particularly skilled in such delicate manipulations of consciousness. I can’t guarantee there won’t be any... accidents."

Hearing this, Qu Qingxian’s expression changed. It was the first time he’d asked a question. "What kind of accidents are you referring to, Senior?"

Zhang Deming smiled. "Don’t worry, it won’t be fatal. You might just end up a mindless imbecile, that’s all."

’That’s all?’

’You must have some misunderstanding of the word ’imbecile.’ How is that any better than dying?’

’How much better could it be?’

"Are you signing or not? Stop dithering and give me a straight answer," Zhang Deming said, a hint of impatience in his voice as he watched Qu Qingxian remain silent.

Qu Qingxian snapped back to reality, gritted his teeth, and said, "I’ll sign!"

A smile returned to Zhang Deming’s face. "Smart move. Believe me, once you fully understand the Alliance, you’ll be grateful for how wise and fortunate your decision today was."

Qu Qingxian held the paper. "Elder Huang, how do I sign this?"

Zhang Deming replied, "It’s a Blood Soul Contract. In the outside world, you’d need to use a drop of blood. Here, you just need to press your handprint on it with your consciousness."

After a moment’s hesitation, Qu Qingxian took the paper and carefully pressed a handprint onto it.

The paper instantly burst into flames, burning into a cloud of glowing specks right in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming said, "Alright. I still have plenty to do, so I won’t waste any more time on idle chat.

That young man, Zhang Wu, will get in touch with you later.

So, go back and wait. The specific timing will be up to him."

Qu Qingxian bowed his head in a salute. "Very well, Elder Huang. I will await him at the Qu Family estate."

Zhang Deming nodded. With a wave of his hand, Qu Qingxian was tossed back into the passage, which writhed for a moment before disappearing.

The passage shrank into a speck of light, flew up into the sky, and vanished into the vast layers of Chaos.

The moment Qu Qingxian was thrown back and opened his eyes, he began to dry-heave in his quiet chamber.

A long time passed before the nausea subsided.