Read Novel Full Chapter 2277 - 1607: Choices (2)
Chapter 2277 - 1607: Choices (2)
"Speaking of which, if I recall correctly, after completely resolving one’s karma, continuing to participate in the great calamity and slaying living beings can accumulate merit, right?" a disciple suddenly said.
"Indeed, are you planning to continue participating?"
"A bit tempted, after all, there aren’t many ways to gain merit."
The effects of merit are well-known to the world, so there’s no need to elaborate further.
Another disciple shook his head and sternly warned, "Don’t think that the strength of Yuanmu Gate’s disciples represents the strength of other cultivators in Ming State, you’ll suffer a great loss!"
"Understood, I will consider it carefully." However, judging by his expression, it was evident that he didn’t take these words to heart.
Regarding this, the person no longer continued to persuade.
Because when the time comes, reality will teach him a lesson, just hoping the lesson isn’t too severe.
And there aren’t few disciples with similar thoughts; it’s not all arrogance, some are just seeking adventure to gain more merit.
The casual chat among the disciples didn’t last long because Li Zhirui emerged from the Scripture Pavilion, which also meant that they were to return to Ascension Mountain.
"Sect Leader, a disciple discovered a teleportation array in the depths of the treasure house, possibly with remnants of Yuanmu Gate escaping." The elder quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said.
"Even in the treasure house?"
He didn’t seem too surprised, stating rather casually, "No need to pay much attention, there are only about ten disciples left, they can’t cause much trouble in a short time."
As for the future? Leave it to future generations to handle, besides, he might not even be in the Tao Spirit Realm by then.
’Even?’
The elder pondered for a moment and realized that the Sect Leader had also encountered a teleportation array.
"Let’s go."
Saying this, just as Li Zhirui was about to set off, he suddenly looked up at the sky, seeing the setting sun as blood, as if today’s battle had stained it with color.
"It’s quite beautiful."
He wouldn’t really think that the sunset was caused by what wasn’t even that intense of a battle, especially now that the Tao Spirit Realm was amidst a great calamity, battlegrounds everywhere, with creatures dying at every moment.
Numerous ready cloud boats swiftly ascended, like a streak of light flying toward Ascension Mountain to the west.
...
On the other side.
Several Yuanmu Gate cultivators who escaped through the teleportation array, as if being chased by something behind them, flew desperately into the distance.
Not until more than half of the mana in their bodies was exhausted and they felt they were far enough from Yuanmu Gate, did they dare to stop.
"Huff, huff, huff—"
The few individuals were panting heavily, faces pale, hair in disarray, looking rather disheveled, completely unrecognizable as former true disciples.
"We should be safe now, right?"
"We’ve almost fled outside Ming State, I don’t think anyone will continue hunting us."
After a brief conversation, the scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and the atmosphere became strange.
"What do you all plan to do in the future?"
After quite a while, someone finally broke the silence, asking, "Do you plan to find a remote place and reestablish Yuanmu Gate to ensure its legacy, or do you plan to leave the sect and become a rootless loose cultivator? Or perhaps you want to establish your own force?"
After these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even more bizarre, and no one answered for a long time.
But at this time, the silence also indicated a certain choice and answer.
"I plan to build a small family, I don’t want to get entangled in this karma anymore," a disciple spoke up.
"Sorry, I have the same idea, and I hope all the brothers can understand."
They knew how difficult it was to be a loose cultivator, and naturally didn’t want to fall into such a state. However, with their current cultivation, joining other sects was impossible.
As for rebuilding Yuanmu Gate? They never even considered it!
Because this meant taking on a huge karma and facing the threat from a sect with a mysterious immortal great ability.
So, ultimately, the only choice left for them was to build their own family.
"If you’ve made up your mind, hand over the sect’s jade token, as well as the spiritual objects and methods brought out from the sect!" the cultivator who first asked proposed several excessive demands.
"Why?!"
These words were met with discontent from everyone.
They were also disciples of Yuanmu Gate, why should they have to hand over the spiritual objects and methods they risked their lives to bring out?
"Could it be that Brother Zhu intends to rebuild Yuanmu Gate and stand against the Tongtian Sect?" a disciple asked mockingly.
"Yes!"
Zhu Qianwan calmly replied, "Seeing that we are all brothers, if you voluntarily hand over the items, I can let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not showing any kindness."
"Ha!"
But his response only earned a cold laugh, "Do you think you’re still the same chief true disciple, the elder brother to everyone?"
"Yuanmu Gate is destroyed! It’s gone! Why should we listen to you? Or do you think you can defeat us all by yourself?"
By the end, it was almost hysterical and a bit desperate.
The reason was simple, because the presence of Zhu Qianwan made them seem so unbearable, like people ignorant of propriety and honor.
"Sigh!"
Zhu Qianwan sighed, glanced at the other fellow disciples, and said, "Is that your answer as well?"
"Yes! I hope Brother Zhu can understand."
"After leaving the sect, we need the spiritual objects for our own cultivation, and establishing a family is not cheap either."
The other few people gave reasons, but in essence, the answer was the same.
"In that case, don’t blame me, your senior brother, for being ruthless."
With that, Zhu Qianwan decisively acted, quickly performing a very complex secret technique.
Thud—
The moment the secret technique succeeded, all the disciples suddenly knelt on the ground, struggling with all their might, but could not break free, as if a mountain was pressing down on them.
"What’s happening! What did you do to us!"
"Let us go!"
In an instant, all the disciples became extremely panicked because they found they couldn’t mobilize their mana or divine sense!
The secret technique he used was a special technique passed down to only one person in each generation, and the effect was simple: it could control cultivators who practiced the "Taiyi Qingdi Dao Scripture."
The reason why Yuanmu Gate created such a secret technique was simple, to prevent such situations from occurring!
As long as the chief true disciple could escape during a life-and-death crisis for Yuanmu Gate, and there were other disciples who were unwilling to rebuild the sect and didn’t want to hand over their spiritual objects and methods, the secret technique could be used.
In this way, a batch of resources and a group of high-cultivation disciples could be quickly obtained for use, rather than rebuilding the sect from scratch.
Of course, to prevent Zhu Qianwan from not fulfilling his promise, he must make a Dao oath to rebuild Yuanmu Gate no matter how dangerous it gets, or face a terrifying heavenly punishment.
"Brother Zhu, I realize my mistake. I am willing to hand over all the spiritual objects and methods on me, just spare my life."
"The Tongtian Sect is so powerful, we’re no match for them! There’s no need to seek death, is there?"
Seeing that resistance was futile, one by one, they intended to beg for mercy or sincerely persuade Zhu Qianwan.
Some even recounted past camaraderie, hoping that Zhu Qianwan would show leniency.
"Don’t worry, I won’t harm you."
Zhu Qianwan looked at them with indifference and said, "However, from now on, you will have to serve the sect again!"
He gave them the opportunity and choice, but if they couldn’t do it themselves, they had no one else to blame.
But just this one sentence sent chills throughout everyone’s body!