UGB Chapter 1951 Different Choices, Part 2!
Chapter 1951 Different Choices, Part 2!
The next moment!
The Supreme Elder of the Taizun Holy Sect, sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, had a hint of mockery in his eyes.
A cold smile curved at the corner of his lips.
Then he gave a cold laugh and asked indifferently:
"So what do you mean?"
Upon hearing this!
The Nascent Soul Demon Lords inside the light screen, as if they had planned this all along, exchanged glances.
The leading Nascent Soul Demon Lord bowed again, reporting respectfully and urgently:
"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, we apologize for disturbing your secluded cultivation."
Firstly, it is to give you a detailed report on the latest attitude of the Cult of Monks towards us, so that you are aware of the current situation;
Secondly, with the spread of the Cultivator Association's announcement, there are signs of unrest among the disciples of our headquarters.
Many disciples were filled with fear.
They even considered surrendering to the monks' association.
"Although we can barely suppress and stabilize the situation now, this is by no means a long-term solution."
Over time...
When morale is low, the organization will inevitably collapse completely.
At that time, without the Cultivator Association taking any action, we will be defeated without a fight.
Therefore, we are reporting to you today in order to ask for your decision and guidance on how to respond and preserve the flame of our Tai Zun Holy Sect.
After all,
All the demon lords raised their heads, their eyes filled with eager hope, staring intently at the Supreme Elder sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed inside the light screen.
But just as they were filled with anticipation...
next moment,
The Supreme Elder's voice, still indifferent and utterly calm, echoed from within the light screen.
It was as if everything had been foreseen:
"I am aware of this matter."
After saying that,
The light screen floating in front of the demon lords flickered briefly before going out completely.
The fluctuations in the air also dissipated.
It was as if it had never existed.
see,
The demon lords were all stunned; the hopeful expressions on their faces instantly froze.
Then,
Their brows furrowed, and their expressions grew increasingly anxious and puzzled.
"What does the Supreme Elder mean by this?"
Are you really going to dismiss us with just a simple "I understand"?
A young demon lord couldn't help but speak, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction and confusion.
"yes!
Fellow disciples, what exactly does the Supreme Elder mean by this?
He neither gave instructions nor expressed his opinion.
So what should we do next?
Upon hearing this,
Another demon lord, dressed in black robes and with a sinister face, turned cold and spoke in a deep voice:
Isn't it obvious?
Obviously,
The Supreme Elder is telling us to handle this ourselves; he doesn't want to get involved.
"Handle? How should we handle it?"
A chubby demon lord frowned and retorted urgently,
"Does this mean we should kill all the disciples whose minds are wavering?"
This will only further decimate our already dwindling number of disciples!
"Why not!"
The sinister demon lord's eyes hardened, and he spoke in an icy tone.
"Now that the foundation of the sect is in turmoil, only ruthlessness can preserve the sect's flame!"
Those who waver in their resolve and are afraid of death will only bring trouble if left alive.
It would be better to eliminate them as soon as possible to set an example and stabilize public sentiment!
Moreover, we can take this opportunity to accumulate a batch of 'resources'.
Isn't this a win-win situation?
Upon hearing this...
Another demon lord with a refined appearance quickly spoke up to stop him, his tone firm:
"No!"
"The other unimportant disciples can be dealt with as they are."
But the disciples we've brought out this time are all exceptionally talented.
Each of them has the hope of advancing to the Golden Core realm.
Some of them are even exceptionally talented, and it is not impossible for them to advance to the Nascent Soul Realm in the future.
Moreover, many of them are our descendants, the future of our Supreme Holy Sect.
"Could it be that we can deal with them all at once?"
This statement came out.
This immediately drew the agreement of the other demon lords.
"good!
Senior Brother Li is right. These younger generations are the future hope of the sect.
This is the foundation for the revival of our Supreme Holy Teachings; it must not be treated as worthless waste!
"Senior Brother Wang, you are all alone, with no ties to anyone, and you have no affection for these younger generations."
But many of us have blood ties to carry out our plans, making it impossible for us to do so!
"Senior Brother Wang, please calm down. This matter is of great importance, concerning the survival of the sect. We need to discuss it further."
Never act impulsively!
"···"
In a short time.
The demon lords inside the stone chamber split into two factions:
One faction advocates ruthlessly eliminating those who waver!
One side advocated protecting the younger generation and taking a long-term view, while the two sides held their own opinions and argued endlessly.
The once solemn and orderly stone chamber has become chaotic, with only the malevolent aura and anxiety permeating the air growing stronger.
While these demon lords of the Supreme Holy Sect were arguing endlessly and unable to make a decision...
the other side.
Inside the bamboo building, the Supreme Elder of the Grand Cult, who was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, was about to put away the token in his hand when...
suddenly!
The dark token, neither gold nor wood, once again emanated a faint, soft white light, and its tremors became increasingly pronounced.
It seemed even more urgent than last time.
this moment,
The old man's brows furrowed even more deeply.
The worry in his eyes grew stronger, and the chill emanating from his body intensified.
He remained silent for a moment, then flicked his finger, injecting a wisp of magical power into the token once more.
Then, a clear light screen unfolded before him once again.
Inside the light screen, there was still the Tai Zun Holy Sect cultivator dressed in a deep purple robe with wide sleeves and gold trim, the hem of which was embroidered with a ghost head swallowing clouds.
This time, however, there were fewer people, and their expressions were even more fearful and anxious.
The leading Nascent Soul Demon Lord was delighted to see the Supreme Elder in the light screen before him.
He then quickly bowed and, his voice trembling slightly, urgently reported:
"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, the Cultivator Association has once again announced to the world that it has changed its initial strategy against us."
In addition, they intensified their efforts to recover the stolen goods, uniting with major human sects to search for our hidden strongholds.
Now, the disciples under our command are restless.
Many disciples had already secretly fled.
Some disciples even surrendered to the Cultivator Association, making the situation extremely critical.
"We humbly request the Supreme Elder's guidance on how we should respond!"
Then,
The other demon lords of the Supreme Saint Sect also spoke up, adding to the current predicament.
His tone was full of despair and pleading.
They clearly wanted to seek help from the Supreme Elder, hoping he could show them a way out.
Or perhaps they are waiting for the Supreme Elder's final decree of surrender.
otherwise.
Even if they undergo review by the monastic order, they are not eligible for a pardon.
next moment.
The old man, sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, responded calmly, his face expressionless:
"understood!"
His tone was completely flat.
He seemed indifferent to all of this.
The words had barely left his mouth...
The old man, who was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, cut off the light barrier again.
The white light on the token also dimmed.
As time slowly passed...
The token floating in front of the old man kept lighting up, and the light screen unfolded again and again.
However, the old man coldly cut off the connection time and time again.
This was repeated dozens of times.
Each time, the cultivators inside the light screen appeared terrified and pleaded desperately, reporting the crises at various strongholds and the unusual movements of their disciples.
The old man only ever offered a curt "I know."
No instructions were given.
They also showed no intention of offering any help.
After dozens of contacts...
The token finally fell completely silent; it stopped glowing and vibrating.
It seemed to have transformed back into that ordinary, ancient, dark-colored token.
The quiet room was restored to its original tranquility.
Only the old man's faint breathing remained.
And the pure and spiritual energy emitted by the Qingxin Wudao bamboo.
After a while...
In the quiet room, a hoarse, low murmur could be heard.
There was a hint of anger in that voice.
A hint of resentment
There was also a hint of resoluteness.
This was the old man's voice:
"Humph!
"The Cultivator Association, and those lackeys, want the eternal legacy of my Supreme Holy Sect? Dream on!"
"As long as I live, the lineage of the Supreme Holy Sect will never be broken!"
As long as I still possess these resources,
As long as I am alive
"What difficulty would there be in continuing the lineage of the Supreme Master in the future!"
"In a few hundred years, when this turmoil in the cultivation world has completely subsided and the Cultivator Association's attention has shifted..."
When the time comes, I will find another auspicious place to re-establish my sect and revive the glory of the Tai Zun Holy Sect. It will be a piece of cake.
If we were to hand over our sect's resources to the Cultivator Association now, if we were to bow down to them...
Then my Supreme Holy Sect will become like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, with no hope of ever rising above it!
"My destiny is in my own hands and I will never entrust it to anyone else."
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be allowed!
The Cultivator Association wants to force me to my death and sever the lineage of the Supreme Holy Sect—it's utterly delusional!
Thinking of this,
A resolute glint flashed in the deep eyes of this Supreme Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect.
There was no hesitation, no lingering attachment in his expression, only an unwavering focus on his own safety.
And an obsession with the sect's legacy.
Without further hesitation, he reached out and gently beckoned to the token floating in front of the bamboo bed.
The dark token instantly transformed into a stream of light and landed in his palm.
The old man exerted a slight force with his five fingers, and a surge of powerful magic quietly flowed through his palm into the token.
"Snap—"
A faint cracking sound rang out.
The incredibly hard token, neither metal nor wood, slowly shattered in his palm, and clusters of fine metallic powder slipped from his fingers.
It then dissipated into the air.
It was as if they had never existed.
Then,
The old man then took out dozens of crystal-clear jade talismans from his storage ring.
There are also several sect tokens similar to the one from before—
These were all tokens he used to communicate with his disciples who were hidden throughout the cultivation world.
Each jade talisman and each token corresponds to a stronghold and a group of disciples.
Without the slightest hesitation, the old man waved his hands repeatedly, sending out strands of pure magical power!
boom!
Boom! !
With a muffled thud, all the jade talismans and tokens shattered, turning into countless specks of light that vanished completely.
Obviously,
He intends to completely abandon those disciples lurking throughout the cultivation world, severing all ties with them and having no further involvement.
The old man knew perfectly well that with the release of the cultivators' association's announcement and the intensification of the crackdown...
Those disciples hiding in various places are restless and in disarray; it's only a matter of time before they are discovered by the Cultivator Association.
Once any of the outposts are discovered...
If any disciple surrenders, and this energy is used as a guide, it is highly likely that his whereabouts can be found.
Then his future life, and even the final inheritance of the Tai Zun Holy Sect, will be beyond his control.
therefore!
To protect oneself
To preserve the eternal legacy of the Tai Zun Holy Sect...
The only way is to sever all ties, completely cut off contact with those disciples, and have no further involvement whatsoever.
Only in this way can we prevent the powerful members of the Cultivator Association from finding even the slightest clue.
Only then can they continue to remain hidden here, peacefully cultivating themselves.
And wait for the opportunity to make a comeback.
Furthermore, with the demon army now stirring and already encroaching on the borders of the cultivation world, the main focus of the Cultivator Association will inevitably shift to fighting against the demon army sooner or later.
We will never allow ourselves to be entangled with these remnants of the anti-revolutionary faction for long.
If only he could weather this most difficult period, until the Monks' Guild was too preoccupied to attend to them...
That will be the day he is reborn and revitalizes the Tai Zun Holy Sect.
In the blink of an eye...
Many thoughts flashed through the old man's mind.
There was indifference towards his disciples.
There was a consideration for their own safety.
Furthermore, there is an unwavering determination to revive the sect in the future.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and fell silent once more.
His aura was restrained, blending seamlessly with the bamboo building.
It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
At the same time...
In every corner of the cultivation world, those former semi-saint level experts from top sects who, like the Supreme Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect, had gone into hiding, also received messages from their disciples.
They also learned of the monastic association's latest strategy.
Faced with this crisis that concerns the survival of the sect and their own lives...
These semi-saints made drastically different decisions.
Some of the semi-saints, fully aware of their own inadequacy and knowing that the remnants of their sects could hardly contend with the Cultivator Association, sought to protect themselves...
In order to give his disciples a way to survive, he chose to compromise, agreeing to accept the investigation of the Cultivator Association, handing over the sect's inheritance in exchange for a chance to live.
Some half-saints, harboring a glimmer of hope, chose to wait and see, remaining inactive for the time being, wanting to observe how the situation developed and the resolve of the Cultivator Association before making a decision.
There are also half-saint level experts, like the Supreme Elder of the Supreme Holy Sect, who are proud and have deep obsessions.
Clearly, these powerful individuals were unwilling to hand over their fate and the inheritance of their sects to others.
therefore.
They chose to sever all external connections and go into complete hiding.
Waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback.
quickly!
Those Nascent Soul cultivators from former top sects who had agreed to undergo the review by the Cultivator Association emerged from their hidden strongholds, carrying orders from their respective Grand Elders, and headed towards the location designated by the Cultivator Association—
They rushed to Zhenhai Immortal City day and night.
...(End of this chapter)