Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro looked at that cultivator. He was one of those who kept their stance neutral till now. He said at once:

"This offer is for anyone who wants to join my village."

"What about those who don't want to?"

"That would be a crazy act, in my humble opinion. You can't even guarantee your safety out there, will you risk bringing weaker cultivators with you? They will be a burden to you. I advise you not to do so."

Ibro's words carried some logic in them. Everyone entered the new debate using divine senses. Ibro didn't put any hopes on them. He came here with plans to recruit only the dean and his academy. 

Those strangers were just a bonus for him. after an hour of hot discussions, the dean looked with apologizing eyes towards Ibro while saying:

"I'm sorry, Ibro boy. Most of us here don't want to follow your faction. They just wanted what they should pay for you to allow them to use your cloud."

Ibro wasn't depressed at all, but excited. From the words of the dean, he understood that he got the approval of some old fogies here. That would be great.

"It's simple. Anyone who wants to use my cloud has to build a market like the one here."

"Is that this simple?"

"Yes, it's just this simple."

The dean talked for a bit with other cultivators before asking Ibro again:

"If, and I'm saying just if, any cultivator from the sects and academies here wanted to join your faction, will you allow them to do so? And is this offer only exclusive to us here or it's for all the cultivators all over the world?"

Ibro found the first question quite interesting. There was no harm for him if he accepted other sects and academies disciples. The old fogies here were a headache for him. It was easier for him to absorb their weaker cultivators.

"I don't mind accepting any disciple from any academy or sect on condition that his sect or academy must have built the market. 

I also will repeat my words… anyone who joins my faction cannot leave it no matter what. I hope you all get what I mean."

He tried to be fair for them. He didn't do that for their sake, but his sake. The presence of a villager with hatred and dark emotions in his village wasn't wise at all. This time the discussion didn't last longer than 10 minutes.

"Can you provide these market layouts now, my kid?"

Ibro knew that the negotiations had ended. He said in high spirit:

"Unfortunately, I wasn't expecting all of them to be present here. Anyway, I will move back to my village up there. When I reach there, I will send you the layouts through the market interface."

The dean looked around him towards everyone. All were smiling. They had finally seen light at the end of their dark tunnels. 

Ibro noticed that these cultivators planned to stick around here, so he said directly to the dean in a loud voice:

"I need to talk with you here alone. You can invite those who will join my faction and those who will let their disciples join too."

Ibro's words were heard from everyone in this market. They didn't feel offended except for some. The dean hurried to say trying to avoid any conflicts:

"I hope my fellow Daoists go and rest in my academy. When my disciple sends me the market layouts, I will tell you at once."

The ones who didn't agree on Ibro's terms looked silently towards the dean. They knew that they were at his turf, after all, so they moved out one by one after greeting Ibro and the dean. 

In minutes, the whole market who was crowded to the prim had returned to its calm. Ibro looked towards those 20 cultivators with great excitement.

"May I ask who will join my faction?"

The dean led them in replying on him by saying:

"8 persons will join your faction, my kid, including my academy. The rest will trust you with their disciples."

Ibro wasn't a fool. Any academy or sect that had the right to send their disciples to a higher realm would be viral. He understood the true value of his goods, but he didn't ask for anything in return. 

After all, this situation was a win-win situation. It would be best if many sects and academies used this way in the future to deal with him.

"That's good. Now, let's go-to real business. First of all, you will come with me first to the higher world."

The dean looked strangely to him as he asked:

"Why will you move there? Although we wanted to do so eagerly, we have a lot of things here we need to arrange before we settle in that world."

"Don't worry grandmaster; it will be a short visit."

The dean exchanged looks with those 19 cultivators before they all nodded in agreement. A short visit wouldn't be that harmful after all. They also would experience that world first hand. 

Ibro decided to do this on a whim. He wanted to make them see the mightiness of technology and how unique was his village. He also wanted them to see how vast his military strength was. 

At once, Ibro moved with the dean and the rest of the cultivators heading back to the cloud. This time, he gave them access to pass through it. 

Once they reached the other side, they felt the high concentration of spiritual energy there. Before they could enjoy this marvelous feeling, Ibro said:

"Now, I want you to follow me on a tour in my faction. After that, you all will return to your world and start your preparations."

Ibro then led the group outside the lord manor. Once they made it out from the manor, they noticed the strange buildings stretched to the distance. 

Ibro's appearance caught the attention of all villagers who knelt down in respect to him while he was moving around the village. 

Ibro was looking for Rinobak. He found him, as usual, busy with new villagers. They were still in their skeletons forms. 

That appearance of skeletons mixed with normal villagers was a strange scene to all of the visitors. Ibro then headed directly towards Rinobak, who led everyone else to kneel while greeting his king.

"Have those villagers gained their cultivation ways yet?"

"No, my lord. I was about to lead them there myself."

"Good. Let's then all go together."

Although the dean and those with him didn't understand the goal of all of this, they moved with Ibro towards a big building. 

Ibro and the visitors stood outside the building to watch the miracle happening in front of their eyes. 

They weren't as weak as Ibro, as they used their divine sense to follow these miraculous changes that occurred to those skeletons. 

Once all the villagers finished, the dean looked towards Ibro in disbelief as he asked the question that was inside everyone's mind:

"Tell me, Ibro kid, what is exactly this sort of sorcery? All I heard about death sorcerers is their ability to turn living into skeletons and summon the dead. I never heard about them turning the dead into living!"

"That's a unique feature of my village. Now, let's go to see another wonderful thing."