"Have you alerted Gwan to start sending his men to poison the sects?" I asked
"Yes sir he should start within two days" Cao replied
"Another positive about recruiting this… what is their name?" I asked
"They are the Palms of Medicine sect" He replied
"A good thing about recruiting this palms of medicine sect is they won't have anyone to cure the poison in their system" I said grinning
"Thats true" Cao said as we continued running
We ran for a bit before coming before a cracked marble like wall
"This is it master" Cao said
I knocked on the door and awaited an answer
"…"
Nothing
I decided to just jump over the wall
Inside were many malnourished men
Each looked like they were awaiting their deaths
"The fuck?" I asked
"Oi you have guests you bastards get up!" I yelled
Some slowly got up to greet me
"If you're here for our sect master please follow me" a slightly old man said
Gesturing for Cao to follow me we went into a building that looked like it was barley being kept up
But we were not going to the main hall
We went into what seemed to be the clinic
Inside was one man
"Our sect leader is almost gone…so if it's not anything of importance please leave" The older man said
"How did this happen?" I asked
"Starving… The orthodox sect send out supplies based on performance, and we…" He trailed off
I understood though
"I am guessing he starved himself even more to feed you guy's" I said
"Yes… if we knew we never would have let him do this…" the old man was shaking tear streaming down his face
"And you can't get food by yourself?" Cao asked
"No each time we sent someone out they never came back…"
"If your leader accepts a deal I can…fix your hunger problems"I said
"Really?" The old man asked with some hope
"It will do even more then just that" I grinned
"Please leave with Cao, my disciple" I said
Bowing the old man left
Walking down to the very old man's bedside I spoke
"Do you wish to survive?" I asked
"If you have food do not give it to me, give it to my people" The old man grumbled
"No I don't have food, what I have is a deal of sorts" I said
"Your whole sect can survive, survive without hunger, without strife, without being killed like cattle" I said
Turning to me the old man looked at me
"What is the deal?" He asked
"Move to my sect, We shall train some of your people there. I want them to be on the battlefield in case my people are injured. They will be well versed in movement arts so they can escape any situation." I said laying out my plan
"And what do we get?" He asked
"Through a certain process I can make your people stronger, along with making them be able to eat certain foods not usually inedible to humans…" I said
"If- If I accept you can guarantee my people won't starve?" He asked
"Yes, I shall go have my disciple prepare the food then we will start" I said
"Thank you kind sir" the old man said smiling and crying