nyslfriends Chapter 1944: Shocking Speculation!
Chapter 1944: Shocking Speculation!
At that very moment...
That familiar voice rang out again.
His tone carried a certain certainty:
"Stop arguing, look at the last line of the list."
The entire sequence of events is clearly marked!
With this remark,
What was originally just a few hundred cultivators watching under the light screen has now swelled to several thousand.
The entire square was packed with cultivators, and even the city walls were lined with people.
All eyes followed the sound...
Their gazes instantly focused on the line of small print at the bottom of the screen, intently reading its contents.
Note:
All the large spiritual veins of this association were obtained from the rebellious cultivation sects.
Of course,
This association has no intention of dominating the cultivation world; it only wishes for the eternal prosperity of the human race and the safety of our land.
Therefore, this association will lift all restrictions on the large spiritual veins it has acquired this time.
This will give all those who contribute to protecting humanity, eliminating rebellious cultivators, and making other efforts the opportunity to redeem it.
However, Heaven cherishes life, and the Chairman is unwilling to be ruthless. Therefore, the following decree is issued:
All those who rebel against cultivation can be pardoned from the death penalty as long as they voluntarily hand over the secrets of their sect.
But while the death penalty may be avoided, punishment is inevitable:
Among the remnants of the anti-reformation faction, Foundation Establishment cultivators are required to go to the front lines of the outer sea and fight for the greater good of the human race for ten years.
Golden Core cultivators fought for a hundred years;
Nascent Soul cultivators fought for three hundred years;
Half-Saint cultivators have been fighting for five hundred years.
The war can only end when the two tribes cease fighting.
If the campaign period is not yet over, the individual must be detained until the corresponding period is completed before being released.
If someone refuses to hand over the sect's secrets, none of their disciples will be pardoned; they will be killed without exception.
After the thousands of onlookers had read the last word...
The scene in the square became even more lively, with discussions, exclamations, and speculations all intertwined.
It was even noisier than before.
"Frontline? Inland Sea Frontline?"
Someone frowned, a hint of doubt in their voice.
"Could it be that the human race is about to go to war with the demon race?"
But why hasn't a single word come in?
Such a big thing couldn't have gone completely unnoticed.
"It must have been decided not long ago, and the news hasn't had time to spread yet."
Before long, all the cultivators in the Endless Sea will know about this.
Another monk guessed.
"That shouldn't be the case!"
Some people shook their heads, their tone tinged with confusion.
"Humans and demons have lived in peace for countless years, so how could a racial war suddenly break out?"
There must be some unknown reason behind this.
"Could this be related to the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan's unification of the True Dragon Sea?"
A voice of speculation arose.
"A few years ago there was news that:"
Has a supreme expert emerged from the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan, sweeping away all the major demon clans of the True Dragon Sea and unifying it?
"Probably!"
Immediately, someone echoed this, their tone carrying a certain certainty.
"Now, the teleportation array connecting to the Forbidden Sea has stopped working."
Neither humans nor demons can enter the Forbidden Sea, and the Purgatory Clan cannot descend to the mortal realm.
With the greatest threat to both races gone, it was impossible for them to live in peace any longer.
After all, cultivation resources in the cultivation world are limited; land, spiritual veins, elixirs, and magical treasures are all extremely precious.
For every point you gain, I lose one point.
Without the common enemy of the Purgatory Clan, the conflict between the two races will inevitably erupt sooner or later.
A racial war is only a matter of time.
"Furthermore, the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan has produced an unparalleled expert, greatly increasing their power."
They covet the seas of my human race.
That's not hard to understand.
"Hey……"
Someone sighed softly, their tone tinged with worry.
"Once the great war breaks out, the cultivation world, which has just begun to stabilize, will once again be thrown into turmoil."
Countless cultivators will die on the battlefield.
These days are going to be unsettling again.
"It seems that the president didn't issue the order to wipe them out because he was thinking of making use of them."
A cultivator sneered, his tone laced with mockery.
"Those remnants of the anti-reformist faction are a scourge to the world. Sending them to the front lines will both weaken their forces and..."
And can also contribute to the human race,
That's killing two birds with one stone; they've certainly made a clever calculation.
Isn't that obvious?
The cultivator next to him chimed in.
"The resources of those remnants of the anti-revisionist faction were originally plundered from us."
Now that this skill is being used on cultivators who are protecting the overall interests of humanity, it's only natural and there's nothing to say about it.
Just as these monks were worrying and discussing the situation that was about to unfold...
Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd not far away.
The hearty, triumphant laughter instantly drew everyone's attention.
"I see, I see!"
An elderly man in a Taoist robe stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"The old Taoist's earlier guess was indeed correct!"
The mysterious group of cultivators who attacked the headquarters of the Cultivator Association a while ago were by no means unknown individuals.
Those are the powerhouses from the top sects.
In other words, the remnants of the anti-revisionist faction!
"Not bad!"
Another elderly man with white hair nodded, his tone tinged with realization.
"No wonder I haven't seen a single cultivator from those top sects lately."
It turns out they were besieged by the association and became remnants of the anti-revisionist faction.
Either be killed,
They've either fled abroad!
"However, judging from the Cultivator Association's statement, it seems that quite a few remnants of the anti-cultivator faction are still on the run and have not yet been captured?"
Someone frowned, a hint of doubt in their voice.
"That's normal."
The elderly man in the Taoist robe spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of understanding.
“Those top sects, with their ancient heritage and profound foundation, how could they not understand the principle of ‘planning for defeat before calculating victory’?”
It is estimated that they were already prepared for failure before they decided to attack the association's headquarters.
Those direct disciples and core elders of the sects had naturally disappeared without a trace before the operation even began.
The sect's ancestral temple and its treasures were also transferred at that time.
What remained were nothing more than some insignificant pawns.
"I understand!" a voice exclaimed in sudden realization.
No wonder many options on the list were unviewable.
In particular, the catalog of supernatural powers doesn't even display any specific information.
It is clear,
The association is waiting for those remnants of the anti-reformist faction who have fled abroad to hand over the sect's resources that they have transferred.
"Then, we'll add those resources and supernatural abilities to the exchange list for cultivators to redeem!"
"That makes sense!" Everyone nodded in agreement.
"After all, the Monks' Association was only recently established."
Although they possess great strength and perhaps have sufficient cultivation resources, supernatural abilities and techniques are the foundation upon which a force is passed down through generations.
It's not something you can easily possess.
Therefore, the list of supernatural powers that the association has presented is probably just a facade.
The true supernatural powers still lie in the hands of those remnants of the rebellious cultivation faction.
"It makes sense."
Someone frowned, a hint of worry in their voice.
"If those remnants of the anti-cultivation faction refuse to hand over their sect's secrets, then wouldn't all the supernatural powers and techniques on the list be just empty words?"
Even if we accumulate enough battle merits, we still won't be able to exchange them for supernatural powers?
"Fellow Daoist, you're thinking too simply."
That's a gross underestimation of the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The old man in the Taoist robe shook his head, his tone carrying a certainty.
A meaningful smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Although many of these supernatural abilities are still in the hands of those remnants of the anti-cultivation faction, it won't be long before they fall into the hands of the association."
Hey!
After all, the human heart has always been difficult to fathom.
Even within the remnants of the anti-revisionist faction, there is no monolithic unity.
With just a little pressure and enticement from the association, there will always be those who can't resist handing over their sect's secrets and betraying their companions.
Upon hearing this...
The cultivators present, especially those who had spent many years in the cultivation world and were accustomed to the wickedness of human nature, naturally understood the underlying meaning of these words.
For a time,
Everyone nodded, a knowing glint in their eyes, and fell silent.
He simply stared at the exchange list on the light screen with a complicated expression.
at the same time,
Among the crowd watching beneath the suspended rankings...
There was a monk dressed in a black cloak who remained silent, standing out from the noisy crowd around him.
His gaze, through the black veil of his cloak, was fixed on the bottom line of the list: the clause pardoning the remnants of the rebellious revisionists.
I read it carefully, word by word.
A complex look of hesitation flashed in his eyes;
There was a struggle.
There is resentment.
There was also a slight, barely noticeable loosening.
Foundation Establishment cultivators have been fighting for ten years.
Golden Core cultivators fought for a hundred years.
Nascent Soul cultivators for three hundred years.
A half-saint cultivator lasts for five hundred years, until the two races cease hostilities.
If there isn't enough time, they will have to be detained for the corresponding period before they can regain their freedom.
The mysterious cultivator silently recited these words in his heart, his fingertips trembling slightly, his heart filled with struggle.
In other words, if they want to stop living this life of hiding and running away...
To obtain a pardon,
We must force the patriarch to hand over the sect's accumulated resources from its relocation.
They also had to go to the front lines at sea and fight for a hundred years.
One hundred years…
A bitter feeling welled up in the mysterious cultivator's heart.
"Over the course of a hundred years, the battlefield was fraught with danger, with a nine-out-of-ten chance of survival. Whether one could live or die was an unknown."
Moreover, they also want the patriarch to hand over the sect's foundation, which is the basis for the sect's eternal inheritance. How could the patriarch possibly agree to that?
But if we don't hand over our secrets, none of us will be pardoned.
Sooner or later, they'll be hunted down by the association and die without a proper burial.
For a time,
Countless thoughts surged in his mind, a mix of struggle and hesitation that made it difficult for him to make a decision.
He thought of his sect.
I thought of my companions who had fled with me.
Thinking of the suffering I had endured these past few days,
My heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Then,
The mysterious cultivator glanced deeply at the floating light screen, a resolute glint in his eyes.
Without further hesitation, he turned and transformed into a black shadow, silently blending into the crowd.
quickly!
The figure disappeared at the end of the street, speeding towards the outskirts of the city.
Clearly, they wanted to inform their companions about this and discuss countermeasures.
Similar scenes did not only occur in Zhenhai City.
At almost the same time, a huge light screen rose up in each of the immortal cities in the Endless Sea.
The same exchange list and amnesty regulations were displayed.
And then, as the Cultivator's Association issued a proclamation that spread throughout the land...
Like a boulder thrown into a bottomless abyss, it instantly caused a tremendous upheaval throughout the entire cultivation world!
of course!
On the surface, it did not cause any change.
Ninety-nine percent of the human cultivators, from the day the announcement was released, had their eyes fixed on the coveted treasures on the list—
Especially those miraculous pills and elixirs that can help cultivators break through cultivation bottlenecks and defy fate.
Such as Breakthrough Pill, Qi Gathering Powder, and Marrow Cleansing Liquid,
Each of these items is enough to drive low-level cultivators mad.
It's something that will excite mid- to high-level cultivators.
They disregarded the proposed measures for dealing with the remaining members of the anti-revisionist faction outlined in the announcement.
For them...
The most important thing is to be able to exchange for treasures and improve one's cultivation level by using the association's rules.
As for those remnants hiding in the shadows?
It's just a speck of dust that has nothing to do with me; it won't cause any trouble.
But beneath the calm surface of the lake, turbulent currents and unpredictable events were already brewing.
Those remnants of top sects, labeled "rebellious cultivators" by the Cultivator Association, are currently hiding in various corners of the cultivation world...
Like a frightened bird, they are analyzing each rule one by one!
after all.
They have no right to stand aside.
Every measure announced was a matter of life and death for them.
It concerns whether the last embers of the sect can be kept alive.
Deep inland...
To the southeast, hundreds of millions of miles away from the vast, endless sea,
The mountains stretch endlessly, and ancient trees reach for the sky.
Although the spiritual energy here is not as abundant as that of famous mountains and rivers, it is more secluded and rarely visited by cultivators.
Deep within a remote mountain range, a streak of light pierced the sky.
It moved with lightning speed, carrying a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, yet it deliberately concealed most of it.
Clearly, they were afraid of attracting attention.
quickly,
The stream of light slowly came to a stop, revealing the figure of a young cultivator dressed in a blue Taoist robe.
The young man had a handsome face, but his brows betrayed a hint of wariness and urgency.
His aura was condensed.
He has already reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.
He hovered in mid-air, his gaze piercing, fixed intently on an inconspicuous mountain wall below—
The mountain wall was no different from the surrounding rocks.
Mottled and rough, covered with moss.
Not even a trace of spiritual energy was leaked.
If one did not know beforehand, even a Golden Core cultivator passing by would not give it a second glance.
Then,
With a thought, the young cultivator felt a slight surge of spiritual energy around him, and his figure transformed into a streak of light once again, plunging down towards the mountain wall without hesitation.
A bizarre scene unfolded:
The anticipated scene of the mountain wall shattering and cultivators being injured in the impact did not occur.
The young man's figure seemed to merge into the parched earth like a drop of water, silently disappearing into the mountainside.
It didn't cause a ripple.
Not a sound was made.
It was as if he was meant to "pierce" the rock in this way.
It was as if that mountain wall had always been just an illusion.
Obviously,
This seemingly ordinary mountain wall is not real rock, but rather the result of an extremely ingenious illusion array.
This illusion array is of extremely high level, and the person who set it up is also extremely skilled.
It not only perfectly simulates the texture and feel of rocks,
Furthermore, it completely concealed all fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Even a Golden Core cultivator, scanning back and forth with their divine sense, could not detect the slightest abnormality.
They would simply treat it as an ordinary cliff face and turn away.
Such an exquisite illusion array...
It is by no means something that an ordinary cultivator could set up.
This is enough to show that the forces hidden here are by no means ordinary.
...(End of this chapter)