Chapter 511: The Yellow Turban Register
Chapter 511: The Yellow Turban Register
September 25, 2017
Jiuzhou, Julu, the gathering place for the Yellow Turban Sect.
Today was not the usual meeting day for the Yellow Turbans, but most of the members in Jiuzhou had gathered here nonetheless.
On one hand, they were notified of a gathering, and on the other, they had matters to discuss among themselves.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since the Yellow Turban Rebellion began, and it was also time for the six-month conversion period. At this moment, the Yellow Turban members gathered to discuss this matter.
No one was a fool; the situation of the Yellow Turbans was clear as day. Everyone knew that Zhang Jiao couldn't hold out much longer, and the end of the Yellow Turbans was near. They all started thinking about jumping off this sinking ship.
At this time, all they had to do was switch sides and become foreigners in the Han Dynasty's camp, easily exploiting the system bug and abandoning the Yellow Turban ship.
But there was one problem: no one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.
Everyone knew that in this situation, whoever dared to take the lead would suffer. Although the Yellow Turbans seemed to be at their end, killing a foreign lord was still an easy task.
So, the best solution at this point was for everyone to switch sides at the same time.
Compared to before, this approach was relatively fair, but of course, there were still many issues and complications. Therefore, after the Yellow Turban members arrived, they kept arguing over this one problem.
The gathering had only just passed the halfway mark when a few cautious individuals stood up and discreetly left the venue.
In their opinion, today's gathering was a bit too strange. No one knew who had organized it, and although the foreign territories of the Yellow Turbans in Jiuzhou varied in distance, they had all arrived almost simultaneously. This situation seemed to suggest that there was a hidden hand behind it all.
So, the more vigilant ones quietly prepared to slip away, but it was too late; they had already come.
After more than an hour, all the Yellow Turban members realized something was wrong. Before they could react, the doors opened again, and a man and a woman walked in.
It was none other than Zhang Daosheng and the Yellow Turban Holy Maiden. Upon seeing them, all the Yellow Turban members knew that something terrible was about to happen.
The last time their gathering was interrupted by Zhang Daosheng, they had changed the venue for subsequent meetings and taken extra precautions. However, they had forgotten that the Yellow Turban Sect was a loose organization, and who knew how many infiltrators had made their way in. Under such circumstances, could they possibly keep any secrets from Zhang Daosheng?
Zhang Daosheng had never directly targeted the Yellow Turbans, which had given them the false impression that he wouldn't act against them. That was why, upon receiving the message, they had all come to Julu.
"Daozi, Holy Maiden, why have the two of you come here together?" one of the Yellow Turbans asked.
Zhang Daosheng and the Holy Maiden exchanged a glance. Zhang Daosheng stepped forward, waved his hand, and a bright yellow silk cloth appeared before him.
"This time, I want all of you to sign this," Zhang Daosheng said.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then those with probing skills immediately used them on the bright yellow silk cloth.
The Yellow Turban Register
Item Type: Mystic/Contract Item
Item Description: A tool created by the founder of the Yellow Turban Sect, Zhang Jiao, to record the names of its members.
PS: Anyone who personally inscribes their name on this cloth will automatically become a member of the Taiping Jiao after the Yellow Turban Rebellion begins. After the Yellow Turbans are eradicated, those on the list will be wanted by the Han Dynasty.
There were one or two hundred Yellow Turban members present, including some unaffiliated individuals, but most were foreign lords of Jiuzhou, who were also considered the foundation of the Yellow Turban Sect. As long as they were bound to the Yellow Turban chariot, the Yellow Turbans had no worries about their rear.
This item was valuable to Zhang Daosheng and his group, but when the Yellow Turban members saw the bright yellow silk cloth, their expressions changed. This was essentially a contract, and signing it meant that they were tied to the Yellow Turbans for life.
In this desperate situation, who would dare to sign such a thing?
The Yellow Turban members looked at each other, and no one tried to persuade Zhang Daosheng. Everyone could see that while Zhang Daosheng was calculating how to absorb the Yellow Turbans' resources, he was also planning something else. By the time they realized this, it was too late to say anything.
Everyone had only one thought: escape!
No one wanted to be sacrificed for the Yellow Turbans, who were nearing their end. In an instant, all the Yellow Turban members in the tavern began to move.
Chapter end
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