'Now I just need a name for the assassination organization.'
'I think something simple like Shura Palace would be suitable.'
Song Yang quickly thought of everything, but now there was one important point missing: how could people contact Shura Palace?
After all, in this world of cultivation, there are no such things as computers and the internet.
"Damn, I've thought of everything so far and I only got stuck on this last part!" Song Yang cursed angrily.
"System, couldn't you just help me with this?"
[Ding! The System thought of a solution for the host].
[The System could create a Shura Palace token that would be indestructible and protected against any kind of celestial espionage, serving as a means of contact between the employer and the host].
"Really? You know I love you, right system?"
Song Yang was only joking; he hadn't expected the system to help him. However, right away, the system threw a bucket of cold water on him:
[Of course, this will have a symbolic cost to the host of just 1 reputation point for each token].
"Damn," muttered Song Yang, seeing that the system wanted to use the reputation points he had received earlier, but he gritted his teeth and said: "Treat it as an investment, system. Exchange it for 1000 tokens."
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host! You have successfully acquired 1000 Shura Palace tokens."]
Looking at the mountain of tokens in front of him, Song Yang picked one up and observed the black token, which seemed to be made of something similar to obsidian from his previous life. With the name "Shura Palace" in blood red written dominantly on the back, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
"Looks like it wasn't in vain to pay those reputation points."
After checking the tokens, he summoned all the shadow demons to the main palace.
Looking at this huge row of shadows, Song Yang, who was finally calm, couldn't help but wonder if he could open the attribute panel. After all, he hadn't had time to do that before.
And it worked. A series of virtual golden panels appeared in front of him:
[Name: Shi Hu]
[Status: Commander of the Shadow Demon Legion]
[Race: Shadow Demon]
[Cultivation: Half-step Saint King]
Looking at this data, Song Yang nodded slightly. Shi Hu was the most powerful of the Shadow Demon Legion, logically being the commander.
As for the others, he realized that there are 8 vice-commanders with 9-star Saint cultivation. Most of the others are only at 1-star Saint cultivation, but with their innate characteristics of their shadow race, it's not impossible to kill a Saint of the same level with a sneak attack.
It was also for this reason that Song Yang decided to create an assassination organization.
After reviewing the data of the majority, Song Yang explained that he had founded the Shura Palace and ordered the tokens to be given to the largest forces in the entire eastern region.
"Remember, I want you to deliver them stealthily."
"I want everyone to know that our Shura Palace can sneak in anywhere."
"And let them also know that, as long as the price is high enough, the Shura Palace can eliminate anyone, regardless of their strength or origin."
Song Yang knew that he would probably offend all the forces with this move. After all, who would like to have someone clearly say that they can kill you at any time, as long as they pay the price?
But he doesn't care. Apart from the 3,000 Saints he possesses, only his secret realm can isolate his breath from the outside world. And as long as a true immortal doesn't descend to the continent, no one can find him.
Seeing most of the shadows dispersing in various directions, Song Yang smiled slightly. He knew that from today onwards, the situation in the entire eastern region would change.
Until finally only he and Shi Hu were left in the main hall. He asked curiously:
"Shi Hu, can you shadow demons also cultivate to increase your strength?" Song Yang looked curiously at Shi Hu and asked.
"Back to the master, we shadow demons can cultivate." Shi Hu replied respectfully.
"Interesting," Song Yang thought for a moment, before he couldn't help but quickly ask: "How long do you think it takes to reach the level of Saint King?"
The Saint King was the pinnacle of power in the entire eastern region, being the decisive factor in determining whether a force was first class or not. In the absence of the Great Sage in the eastern region, the Saint King was literally the ancestral-level figure. With a Saint King leading the way, even the only two Holy Lands wouldn't dare to go to war easily.
After all, if you failed to kill, you would suffer endless revenge; even the Holy Land would have to bleed a little.
For example, the Zhenfang Dynasty is considered a first-class force in the entire eastern region because it has an Ancestor at Saint King level, capable of suppressing not only the entire dynasty, but also the four main sects, which at most have a half-step Saint King.
"Reporting to Master, that... if there isn't an opportunity, I'm afraid it will take almost a decade for the subordinate to advance to Saint King," replied Shi Hu, a little embarrassed.
Hearing this answer, Song Yang felt a slight disappointment in his heart. He needed a Saint King to feel comfortable, but if others heard what Shi Hu said, they would be stunned. How many half-step Saint Kings were stuck at this stage and just needed an opportunity?
Don't say 10 years, even if it was a thousand years, they would be willing to wait if it was possible!
"Forget it, I'm thinking too much. With the system, it shouldn't be difficult to make Shi Hu advance faster." Song Yang soon recovered his spirits, but as he looked at the zero points stamped on the system panel, he couldn't help but look in the direction where the shadows had disappeared, sighing as he thought: "How long will I have to wait to increase my reputation points?"