UGB Chapter 1888 Discussion, a Sudden Change!
Chapter 1888 Discussion, a Sudden Change!
"Forget it, there's no point in saying more."
Haven't such things happened a few times lately?
A weary-looking rogue cultivator slowly shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness.
"As far as I know, this purge storm launched by the monks' association is far more powerful than I imagined."
Even some sects with thousands of years of history and Nascent Soul elders were not spared; their gates were shattered overnight, and their lineage was severed.
There are even rumors that the Valley Master of 'Yellow Wind Valley', who was in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, was killed on the spot in front of the mountain gate because his disciples violated the prohibition!
The entire sect vanished into thin air...
His voice was lowered, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
Even such a behemoth collapsed and vanished into thin air!
Moreover, our Anhe Immortal City is a small immortal clan with shallow foundations and only one Golden Core Ancestor in charge.
Slaughtering an entire family is a matter of a snap of the fingers.
This time!
A cultivator dressed in a blue robe, resembling a scholar, chimed in:
That's true.
If the situation hadn't become so dire, the two black iron gates of the Anhe Immortal City's Conquest Bureau wouldn't have been spewing out waves of troops like the gaping maws of a ravenous beast these past few days.
He paused, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes:
"Those black-armored cultivators were filled with a murderous aura that was almost tangible. Runes flowed on their dark battle armor, cold and silent."
As they came and went, the air on the entire street seemed to freeze; no one dared to speak loudly.
No one even dared to look directly at them.
Each time they returned laden with spoils... no, they brought back prisoners or something else.
The dark red stain seeping from the cracks in the stone slabs at the entrance of the War Bureau hadn't been washed away even after several days.
"It's more than just seeing!"
A short, stout monk suddenly leaned closer, his nose twitching and the fat on his face trembling with excitement.
"I saw it too!"
And I also smelled an extremely pungent stench of blood, mixed with some kind of... burnt odor, which wafted over from several alleys away!
"Silence!"
The old rogue cultivator gave a low shout and glanced warily out the window.
Be careful what you say!
"Are matters of war something we can casually discuss?"
The whispers in the teahouse resumed, but were more subdued than before.
Just as this suffocating whisper filled the teahouse—
boom!!!
An indescribable, violent roar suddenly erupted from outside the teahouse, towards the center of the immortal city!
The sound was not a simple loud noise, but more like an ancient giant drum being struck by a god. The sound waves were solid and tangible, carrying a violent spiritual energy impact that swept across the entire city in an instant!
Many cultivators with weaker cultivation levels turned pale and their blood and qi surged.
"You old bastard Zuo Yin, how dare you do this!"
court death!!!"
Followed by.
A roar filled with boundless rage, like thunder from the heavens, erupted from the most magnificent and imposing palace of the city lord's mansion in the center of the immortal city, shrouded in a faint spiritual light!
The voice was powerful and resonant, containing the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator and carrying the boundless rage of its master, echoing throughout every corner of Anhe Immortal City.
The tremors caused countless roof tiles to rattle and creak.
The change came so suddenly that everyone in the teahouse was stunned for a moment, then erupted in an uproar, rushing to the windows and outside the door.
Above the city lord's mansion, the spiritual light was chaotic, and waves of energy surged.
And almost as soon as the angry shout had completely subsided...
A burst of arrogant, unrestrained, and mocking laughter resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"Hahahahaha!
Lord He, with your mere early Nascent Soul cultivation, you think you can keep me here?
That's utterly delusional and overestimating your abilities!
Before the words were finished—
call out!
A beam of light, as blazing as the sun's flames, suddenly shot into the sky from somewhere in the city lord's mansion!
The light that escaped was dark in color, yet it exuded a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down one's spine—
That was the spiritual pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator at that, without any attempt to conceal it!
Ignoring the air ban of the Immortal City, the streak of light tore through the sky at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye, shooting wildly towards the outside of the Immortal City.
"Nascent Soul True Lords! It's Nascent Soul True Lords battling it out!"
Oh my god!
Has someone made a move within the Immortal City?
They even ran away?
"That is...that is the Left Yin True Lord?"
That eccentric, unorthodox cultivator?
The crowd erupted in chaos, gasps of horror filling the air.
next moment.
With a loud boom, the dome of the main hall of the city lord's mansion flashed with spiritual light, and a figure surrounded by azure winds and with an aura as majestic as a mountain soared into the sky and stood steadily above the immortal city.
He was dressed in the purple robes of a city lord, his dignified face now slightly distorted with anger.
This is none other than He Daoqing, the city lord of Anhe Immortal City!
Countless cultivators looked up in awe, as did pedestrians in the streets and alleys.
The shop assistants?
Even the cultivators meditating in their caves involuntarily stopped what they were doing and looked at the two dazzling figures in the air with awe.
Discussions erupted like a tidal wave, filled with shock and speculation.
street corner.
The two Foundation Establishment cultivators shrank back, one of them whispering to his companion:
"Isn't that the city lord?"
What... what earth-shattering event has occurred?
"A Nascent Soul True Monarch actually attacked the city lord in the heart of the immortal city, and managed to escape with a single blow?"
His companion, a seemingly clever young man, subconsciously swallowed and whispered:
Isn't it obvious?
Judging from the direction and speed of the fleeing light, it was clear that Zuo Yin Zhenjun had immediately fled after his attack.
The city lord gave chase, but it seems... he couldn't stop him?
The Foundation Establishment cultivator who had spoken earlier frowned and shook his head repeatedly:
"impossible!
There's definitely something wrong!
The Cultivator Association is now at the height of its power, with strict laws and regulations, especially for the city lords of various immortal cities, where it provides them with great protection and authorization.
How could a Nascent Soul cultivator be so blind as to commit such a heinous act in the Immortal City, in full view of everyone?
Even if he's in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, isn't he afraid of enraging the Cultivator Association and issuing a nationwide manhunt?
Upon hearing this, the young man's companion gave him a look that said, "You just don't understand," and lowered his voice to say:
"Brother Dao, you are unaware of this."
While the Cultivator Association holds immense power over the entire cultivation world and its laws are universally enforced, it cannot monitor and handle every single detail at every moment.
At its core are those absolute inviolable "divine prohibitions," which are punishable by death with no chance of survival.
But actions like today's, which seem to provoke the city lord and violate the Immortal City's security regulations,
As long as they are not captured or killed on the spot when the incident occurs.
Once it escapes and leaves the territory of the immortal city where the incident occurred…
He glanced left and right, his voice even lower:
"...After some time, unless things escalate to a great extent, or the aggrieved party has the ability to exert sustained influence?"
Otherwise, it would be difficult for the higher-ups of the Cultivator Association to spend huge resources for a long time to pursue a Nascent Soul cultivator who was determined to hide, all for a single incident.
After all, the world of cultivation is too vast.
Furthermore, many personal grudges and disputes among cultivators, as long as they do not involve prohibitions, are often handled by the association only in the local area where the incident occurred.
Other immortal cities usually do not overstep their bounds unless they receive an order to assist in the investigation.
This gives many people room to manipulate things.
More importantly,
A complex look flashed in the young man's eyes.
"The monks' association has explicit regulations:"
Within the Immortal City, laws are strictly enforced; outside the Immortal City, there are no taboos.
These twelve words are written into the "General Regulations for Cultivators"!
In other words, outside the immortal city, it's a world of survival of the fittest, murder and robbery, and private settlements of grudges...
The cruel law of the jungle that we are familiar with still exists.
The only difference is that what used to be an unspoken rule has now become an overt rule, tacitly approved and even, to some extent, legalized by the association!
Upon hearing this, a deep sense of confusion and bewilderment flashed in the Foundation Establishment cultivator's eyes, and he subconsciously asked:
"These... these rules don't seem to directly benefit the Monks' Guild's rule."
Instead, it seems to be encouraging conflict and creating instability.
The lawlessness outside the Immortal City will surely breed chaos and shake the foundation of the association.
If those major sects and immortal clans wantonly slaughter rogue cultivators and small forces outside the city, will the association not care?
What exactly were the association's senior figures thinking?
"Haha!" The young man's companion chuckled and shook his head.
"Brother Dao, the minds and realms of those senior True Monarchs and Venerables at the Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation stages allow them to oversee the entire situation."
How could we, mere Foundation Establishment cultivators, presume to fathom its depths?
He changed the subject, and said in a slightly smug voice:
"However, although my cultivation is shallow, I enjoy reading miscellaneous books and studying current affairs, and I do have some rudimentary insights..."
"Oh?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator's spirits lifted slightly, and he cupped his hands in greeting.
"I would like to hear your insightful opinion, fellow Daoist."
The young cultivator straightened his chest, then cautiously glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to their hushed conversation in the corner.
Then, in an almost inaudible whisper, he said:
"Then I will share my personal opinion. If there is anything inappropriate, it is purely speculation. Fellow Daoist, just listen and don't spread it."
He paused briefly, organizing his thoughts:
"In my humble opinion, the rules set by the Cultivator Association, which seem to have loopholes and do not conform to the general 'unified' ironclad law..."
Its intention is to create 'living water' for all generations, not 'stagnant pools'.
"how do I say this?"
“Fellow Daoist, please consider,” the young man said, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
"If the cultivation world is truly managed in an ironclad manner, the immortal city will be safe, and the area outside the immortal city will be orderly, with all private struggles and fights strictly prohibited."
What will the result be?
The allocation of resources, techniques, and opportunities will be completely solidified!
All spiritual veins, mineral deposits, secret realms, and ancient cultivation traditions will be snapped up by the major sects and immortal clans that arrive first.
And it was protected by strict laws.
Even if a cultivator from a small, independent sect has excellent aptitude, how can they break through without resources or a lineage?
The path to immortality is one of constant struggle, a battle against fate and destiny.
Without the opportunity to fight, where can resources be obtained?
Is it all due to the meager compensation for tasks provided by the association?
Wouldn't the cultivation world gradually become a stagnant pool, with social classes completely solidified and no longer experiencing any waves?
This is not a sustainable solution, and it goes against the very principle of Heaven, which leaves a glimmer of hope for survival.
He licked his slightly dry lips and continued:
"More importantly, that Nascent Soul Venerable is probably far-sighted, intending to prevent the Cultivator Association, an unprecedentedly large organization, from degenerating into a 'weapon' used by a few top sects and immortal races to oppress and exploit hundreds of millions of low-level cultivators and mortal beings in the future!"
Outside the Immortal City, there are 'no taboos,' seemingly cruel, but in reality, it's a 'colosseum' defined by rules, where all cultivators—
Especially for rogue cultivators with no connections, they left behind a bloody path that could theoretically allow them to 'defy fate'!
Outside the Immortal City, strength, luck, and cunning are the only true keys to success.
If you are strong enough, ruthless enough, and smart enough, you might be able to seize an opportunity and rise to the top!
“Otherwise,” the young man sighed.
"Without inheritance, without resources, and without a powerful backer, how far can you go by relying solely on the meager spiritual energy you breathe every day, even if you have a Heavenly Spiritual Root?"
The four essential elements for spiritual practice are 'wealth, companions, Dharma, and place'. Where do 'wealth' (resources) and 'Dharma' (lineage) come from?
If we don't fight, don't seize, and don't seek things in danger, do we expect them to fall from the sky?
The seemingly flawed laws of the Cultivator Association tacitly endorsed the legitimacy of this 'competition,' confining it outside the 'safe zone' outside the Immortal City.
This maintained the stability of the core base.
It also unleashed the inherently cruel vitality of the cultivation world.
“Of course,” he said, changing his tone.
"The association is by no means offering only one path."
For those cultivators who are naturally averse to conflict, or who lack the strength and only seek stability, a relatively gentle path of cultivation has also been provided.
Upon hearing this, the Foundation Establishment cultivator's eyes lit up, and he blurted out:
"You mean, within each immortal city, there's a strict prohibition against fighting, with violators severely punished?"
Even a "safe zone" regulation with no exceptions for killing?
"Not bad!"
The young man nodded emphatically, a look of agreement on his face.
"The various immortal cities under the rule of the Cultivator Association are now the safest they have been in tens of thousands of years."
As long as you don't violate those core prohibitions, don't actively provoke trouble within the Immortal City, and stay obediently in the city,
Then your safety can be basically guaranteed.
You can slowly earn spirit stones by completing tasks, exchange them for resources in the market, and rent a cave to cultivate quietly without having to worry about being killed and robbed at any time.
This is so much better than the situation in the Immortal City during the era of the three major alliances, when undercurrents were surging and dangers were lurking everywhere!
This is the way out for those seeking stability.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator nodded repeatedly, finding the argument reasonable, but then doubts arose:
"Then... according to what you said, as long as one doesn't violate those core prohibitions, within the Immortal City, is it possible to instantly kill an opponent and escape if one's methods are sufficiently advanced?"
Or if one is confident of escaping the city before the city's defenders and formations react, then... then one is actually safe?
Just like... just like what this Zuo Yin Zhenjun did today?
"That is indeed the case in theory."
The young man's smile faded slightly, and he said seriously,
"However, this needs to be based on a premise—"
If you possess overwhelming strength, or unfathomable escape techniques, like this True Lord, you could escape before the Immortal City's grand formation is activated, the City Lord arrives in person, and countless city defense cultivators surround and capture you...
They achieved their goal and successfully escaped.
otherwise……"
He pointed to the sky outside the window, where the dark, elusive light was about to touch the array's spiritual light at the edge of the immortal city.
City Lord He Daoqing's figure also transformed into a streak of blue light and chased after him.
Two streaks of light, one after the other, streaked across the sky above Anhe Immortal City!
...(End of this chapter)