nyslfriends Chapter 1946 Joint Petition!
Chapter 1946 Joint Petition!
If this cannot be achieved...
None of us are among those exempted by the monks' association.
Once the association finds you, it's certain death!
With this remark,
The hall fell into a deathly silence instantly, and all the cultivators were dumbfounded!
The smiles on their faces froze instantly.
Instead, there was shock and disbelief.
"The sect's resources are all controlled by the elders. If the elders do not agree to contribute their resources..."
Then...then we still have no chance of survival?
A Foundation Establishment cultivator, pale-faced and trembling, spoke.
"good!
Elder Wu, is there no other way?
"The sect's foundation is our very core. If we give it all away, even if we receive a pardon, there will be no possibility of rebuilding the sect in the future!"
Another Golden Core steward frowned, his tone tinged with urgency and resentment.
For a time,
There was much discussion inside the main hall.
The cultivators all looked anxious, their voices filled with worry and resentment.
The previously relaxed atmosphere became tense again.
see,
Elder Wu sighed softly, his tone softening slightly, and slowly said:
"This is also the true purpose of summoning you all here today."
now!
We have only one path left to take—to submit a joint petition.
We implore the elders deep within the sect to offer up all the sect's resources, giving us, the lower-level cultivators, another chance to continue our path to immortality.
He paused, then continued:
"otherwise,
We simply cannot openly and legitimately appear in the world of cultivation.
Unable to find an opportunity for a breakthrough, they can only continue to hide and remain stagnant at their current level.
Even if we use the little resources we have, we can't last many years; sooner or later we'll run out of money.
Moreover, nowadays, all of the sect's businesses have been taken over by the Cultivator Association.
Without a source of income, it's impossible for us to continue.
"Moreover, if we stubbornly resist to the end and refuse to contribute our resources, we will completely lose our last chance if the Cultivator Association finds us."
You should know that the president of the Cultivator Association is a genuine Nascent Soul Realm expert, possessing great supernatural powers and being omnipotent.
Although we have cleaned up all the remaining traces,
But nobody knows...
Did that Nascent Soul cultivator possess any secret techniques to track us? Did he have the ability to find our hiding place?
Speaking of which,
Elder Wu's gaze swept over every cultivator in the hall, and he said firmly:
"Therefore, this elder proposes that we jointly submit a petition, earnestly requesting the sect elders to offer up their resources in exchange for our survival."
As long as we don't forget our sect and remember its kindness, several hundred years will pass, and the storm surrounding this matter will have completely passed.
Once the monks' association relaxes its oversight,
"We are not without a chance to rebuild our sect and restore it to its former glory!"
After speaking, he looked at everyone and asked in a deep voice:
"Gentlemen, what do you think?"
Are you willing to join me in writing this petition, to fight for yourselves and for the future of our sect, to secure a way out?
"Elder, your disciple agrees to submit a joint petition!"
As long as there is a chance to live, as long as there is an opportunity to rebuild the sect, this disciple will not hesitate to die a thousand deaths!
A Foundation Establishment cultivator was the first to stand up and said in a firm tone.
"Elder, this disciple is also willing!"
For the sake of the sect, even death and the annihilation of one's cultivation are worthwhile!
"This disciple is willing!"
For a time,
The cultivators in the main hall stood up one after another, their voices firm and their expressions resolute, not one of them backing down.
They all understood that this was their only way to survive.
This is also the only thing they can do for the sect—
Only by surviving can there be a possibility of rebuilding the sect.
Similar scenes were playing out one after another in hidden places throughout the vast world of cultivation.
Countless hidden remnants of the anti-reformist faction are struggling for their own survival.
They are also making choices about the future of their sect.
The announcement from the Cultivators' Association was like an invisible knife, tearing apart the unity within the remnants of the anti-cultivation faction.
Three days later, at the Immortal City by the Sea.
Linhai Immortal City is one of the medium-sized immortal cities directly ruled by the Cultivator Association.
The city walls are high and thick, and the spiritual energy is abundant.
The city was teeming with cultivators, yet everything was orderly.
Monks dressed in the robes of the Monks Association can be seen everywhere, patrolling and guarding the place, exuding an air of authority.
The Cultivator Association branch is located in the heart of the Immortal City, with magnificent and imposing architecture.
There were Foundation Establishment cultivators on duty at the entrance, their expressions serious, their eyes sharp, watching everyone coming and going warily.
now,
Outside the branch office of the association stood several young-looking boys.
This was the Qi Refining junior who had emerged from the valley of the Hidden Thunder Mountains three days ago.
They were dressed in simple Taoist robes, their faces showing some tension and unease. They glanced at each other, and both saw anxiety in each other's eyes.
The most composed boy among them took a deep breath, gently patted his companion's shoulder, and whispered:
"take it easy!
The elders said that as long as we answer the association's questions truthfully, we will be safe.
finished,
He took the lead and walked towards the gate of the Cultivator's Association branch.
The other teenagers followed closely behind, exhaled softly, and stepped through the gate.
Inside the branch office, in a side hall, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Seated on the highest throne was a Golden Core cultivator dressed in a purple Daoist robe.
His face was stern, his eyes sharp, and he exuded a faint aura of a Golden Core cultivator. He was wearing the uniform of the Cultivator Association's Inspection Bureau.
He was clearly a high-ranking cultivator in the Censorate.
He looked coldly at the restless teenagers below, a barely perceptible sneer playing on his lips, and slowly began to speak.
His tone carried a hint of scrutiny:
"You say you are direct disciples of the [Melting Immortal Sect]?"
see,
The Qi Refining stage youths grew increasingly uneasy, their bodies tense, their expressions anxious, and their hands gripping the hem of their clothes tightly.
One of the boys stammered:
"Yes...yes, senpai!"
This is our identity token.
As they spoke, they quickly took out the identity tokens they had prepared beforehand from their pockets, held them with both hands, and respectfully handed them over.
The token was entirely black, with four ancient characters engraved on it: "Rongshen Immortal Sect".
They were also engraved with each other's names and cultivation levels.
It emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.
This is indeed a token belonging to a direct descendant of the Rongshen Immortal Sect; it is by no means a forgery.
The Golden Core cultivator, seated on his throne, waved his hand, and an invisible surge of spiritual energy swept out, drawing the tokens into his palm.
He glanced down at the token, his fingertips gently tracing the patterns on it, carefully examining its authenticity.
A moment later,
He confirmed the token was correct before slowly raising his head, his tone icy and carrying a hint of warning:
"Tell the director everything you know."
If there is even the slightest concealment, once verified, one will be treated as a traitor and executed without exception!
With this remark,
The teenagers, who had initially wanted to conceal some things and harbored a glimmer of hope, instantly lost all hope, trembled, and showed fear on their faces.
They all knew that the Cultivator Association dealt with rebellious cultivators in an extremely cruel manner.
Once someone is deemed to be concealing information, they will undoubtedly die.
They had absolutely no chance of resisting.
Then,
The Golden Core cultivator seated on the highest throne did not hesitate for a moment before asking directly, his tone leaving no room for argument:
Where did you hide before?
Where exactly is it located?
What is the import/export formula?
"Reporting to...reporting to senior, we were previously in a valley deep within the Hidden Thunder Mountains."
The valley was concealed by an illusionary array; the entrance and exit technique was…
The teenagers, one after another, no longer dared to conceal anything, and directly revealed their exact hiding place and the entrance and exit incantation of the illusion array.
He described the general layout of the valley in detail.
Clearly, they were afraid of overlooking any detail and bringing about their own demise.
After learning the exact location of these remnants of the [Merging Immortal Sect]...
The Golden Core cultivator seated on his throne, his face expressionless, continued to press on, his tone still icy:
How many people are in that valley?
What is their respective cultivation level?
How many Golden Core cultivators are there, and how many Foundation Establishment cultivators?
"Reporting to Senior, there are three outer sect elders with false infant forms in the valley."
Eight Golden Core Stewards
The remaining thirty people were all core Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of the sect.
And then there are us Qi Refining stage cultivators, making a total of forty-two people.”
The most composed young man suppressed his fear and answered respectfully.
"Did you come to [Linhai Immortal City] on your own, or were you escorted?"
Who are the people escorting you?
Where are they now?
The Golden Core cultivator continued to press for answers, his gaze fixed on the young men, unwilling to miss a single expression on their faces.
"Reporting to Senior, Elder Wu of our sect personally escorted us here for review after receiving the announcement from the Cultivator Association."
He escorted us to a place a hundred miles outside of [Linhai Immortal City], and then left directly.
We don't know where he went either.
The teenagers answered truthfully, their faces full of sincerity, without any concealment.
Time slipped by slowly as they exchanged questions and answers...
These Qi Refining stage youths spilled everything they knew, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.
Without holding anything back.
He even recounted in detail the discussions and joint proposals of the elders that he had overheard at the meeting in the main hall of the valley three days prior.
Even the smallest details were not overlooked.
After the teenagers had told them everything they knew...
The Golden Core cultivator seated on his throne slowly glanced at the several Qi Refining stage youths below, a knowing look flashing in his eyes.
Then he slowly opened his mouth and said in a calm tone:
"Someone come here!"
next moment,
The two Foundation Establishment cultivators who were guarding outside the main hall quickly walked into the hall.
They were dressed in the uniforms of the Linhai Immortal City Association's Supervisory Department, their expressions solemn, and they bowed and clasped their hands in greeting:
"Your subordinate is here!"
“Take them away for a thorough examination and carefully verify every word they say.”
If there are no problems, register them, arrange for them to live in the city, and secretly supervise them; no carelessness is allowed.
The Golden Core cultivator gave the order in a calm tone.
"Yes, Your Majesty! I obey!"
The two Foundation Establishment cultivators responded in unison.
He then turned around, gestured for the teenagers to proceed, and said in a serious tone:
"Come with us!"
The teenagers dared not resist in the slightest, and quickly nodded, following closely behind the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, carefully leaving the hall to undergo investigation.
Fifteen minutes later...
An extremely powerful aura suddenly descended upon the sky above the Linhai Immortal City Cultivator Association branch.
The aura was powerful and majestic, carrying the unique pressure of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, instantly enveloping the entire association branch.
It even spread to most of the Immortal City.
The cultivators in the city felt this oppressive aura and stopped in their tracks, looking up at the sky with expressions of awe.
A Nascent Soul True Monarch is a top expert in the cultivation world, capable of moving mountains and filling seas with a wave of their hand, possessing boundless power.
at the same time,
The high-ranking members of the Linhai Xiancheng Association branch, who had been waiting outside the branch's main gate, quickly went to greet them.
They all looked respectful, bowed, and clasped their hands in greeting:
"We pay our respects to Your Excellency!"
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
The voices were unified and filled with awe.
No one dared to raise their head, for fear of angering this suddenly arriving Nascent Soul True Monarch.
The old man standing in mid-air wore a golden Taoist robe. His face was aged but he was vigorous, and his body was filled with a terrifying Nascent Soul aura.
His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the crowd below.
Finally, his gaze fell upon the Golden Core cultivator dressed in the robes of the Director of the Surveillance Department, his tone icy and imposing:
"Was that the place you reported where the remnants of the Rong Shen Immortal Sect were hiding?"
Upon hearing this,
The Director of the Surveillance Department of Linhai Immortal City immediately stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in a respectful manner, his tone extremely deferential:
"Reporting to senior, it is indeed your subordinate."
"I have just interrogated several Qi Refining stage disciples of the Immortal Fusion Sect and learned of their hiding place. I immediately reported this to you, senior, and humbly request your decision."
"Then come with me and take me to the Hidden Thunder Mountains to capture those remnants of the rebellious cultivators!"
The Nascent Soul True Monarch spoke calmly, without uttering a single unnecessary word.
"Yes, Your Majesty! I obey!"
The Director of the Inspection Department quickly responded, feeling both nervous and excited.
Being able to follow a Nascent Soul True Monarch on a mission is both an honor and a fortuitous opportunity.
If one can achieve merit, perhaps gain the appreciation of seniors and break through to the Golden Core stage, or even the Nascent Soul stage, in the future...
It's not impossible.
The voice just fell,
With a wave of his hand, the Nascent Soul True Monarch unleashed a dazzling radiance that enveloped the Director of the Surveillance Department.
Then, with a flash of light, the Nascent Soul True Monarch standing in mid-air and the Director of the Surveillance Department, enveloped in rosy light, instantly disappeared into the sky.
Only a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy remained, which gradually dissipated.
Only a tiny black dot appeared faintly at the edge of the sky, then vanished completely in an instant.
It was as if it had never existed.
Two hours later, at the Hidden Thunder Mountains.
A terrifying Nascent Soul level pressure suddenly enveloped the entire Hidden Thunder Mountain Range.
The overwhelming pressure instilled extreme fear in all living beings in the mountains.
For a time,
Countless birds were startled and flew away, chirping and chattering, towards the edge of the mountains.
Countless beasts fled in panic, scattering in all directions, wishing they could sprout wings and escape this area that filled them with despair.
Even the low-level demonic beasts in the mountains were so frightened that they cowered in their caves, trembling with fear.
They dared not make a sound.
...(End of this chapter)