623 Greed

Zong Wuming's tone was full of temptation, as if he were painting a vision of a peaceful world and lasting fame for the Tong brothers.

The nameless legacy of the Salvation Society shows no concern whatsoever about whether they are saviors or not.

But it's still good at fooling people, or some people voluntarily join in because the name sounds nice.

After all, the name itself is full of justice and holiness, making people want to devote themselves to it and contribute their strength to the world.

Upon hearing these words, a flicker of emotion crossed Master Tong's eyes. His expression shifted, and it was unclear what he was thinking. A graceful figure flashed by, remaining silent, as if he were hesitating for a moment, weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing this, Zong Wuming was secretly pleased, but he did not show it. Instead, he continued to maintain his gentle smile, his two bull horns on his head swayed, his cheeks bulged, and his limbs were uncoordinated, making him look extremely strange at this moment!

Zong Wuming continued softly, "Back then, the Holy Emperor was indeed unparalleled in the world, dominating his era, and no one could rival him."

Although we have fought against him, we know that his cultivation is unfathomable and we can hardly hope to catch up with him.

However, the Holy Emperor's heart was not with the world; he yearned for the path to immortality and sought a state of eternity. This is why he disappeared without a trace, leaving the world filled with speculation.

Looking at the silent man, Zong Wuming paused slightly, but there was no impatience in his eyes. He continued, "Our Salvation Society is different from the Holy Emperor."

We care about all living beings and take it as our responsibility to benefit all people. We will eliminate those who cultivate qi and blood, and there will be no crazy martial artists who cultivate. In this way, peace can be born in the world. What do you think, Brother Tong?

If Brother Tong is willing to join us and work for the well-being of all people, then together, with the help of like-minded individuals, we can create a peaceful and prosperous future.

After hearing Zong Wuming's words, a complex light flashed in Tong's eyes. He thought to himself, "The Salvation Society is indeed eloquent, able to talk the dead back to life. No wonder some shameless people have joined."

Hearing such lofty ideals for the people, and such noble responsibilities and missions, is truly captivating!

A sense of solemnity settled over him, but there was no trace of mockery. He thought to himself, 'But even the Holy Emperor couldn't do it, so how could you possibly do it?'

First, harvest the vigorous and aggressive martial arts thugs who are cultivating their qi and blood, and then what!

Then there are those who cultivate immortality and achieve longevity, or those who are martial artists with qi and blood.

Like harvesting chives, harvest regularly!

He sighed softly, "Master Zong's words truly resonated with me. Such a noble and righteous deed—Master Zong is truly thoughtful."

His tone shifted, and he asked softly, probing, "Does the Sect Leader know where the Holy Emperor has gone?"

They also knew a little about the Salvation Society. The Salvation Society's understanding of the Forbidden Land was more detailed than theirs, after all, the leaders of the Salvation Society had come out of the Forbidden Land alive.

Upon hearing this, Zong Wuming paused slightly, showing no anger whatsoever. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, as if intentionally revealing something, and he said with great certainty,

If I'm not mistaken, the Holy Emperor should leave this place and head to the forbidden area 100,000 li away.

That place, according to legend, holds the method to break through to the level of a half-saint, a sacred land coveted by all cultivators. It is said that the Sage of Literature achieved his breakthrough there, reaching an unprecedented realm!

He paused slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of depth and longing, and continued, "Brother Tong, rest assured, if you join us, although our Salvation Society takes the well-being of all people as its responsibility, we will not refuse to pursue the ultimate in cultivation."

If given the opportunity, perhaps you and I could also venture into that forbidden area to explore and seek a higher realm of martial arts.

Let me subtly reveal a clue: the Salvation Society has some secrets hidden in forbidden areas. If Sect Leader Tong is also someone who aspires to cultivation, he will naturally be interested. But there's no rush. Just leave a seed and wait quietly!

Zong Wuming thought to himself, "In order to lure the Holy Emperor away, I did not hesitate to reveal many secrets to him."

Several of his subordinates also sacrificed themselves for this plan, but all of this was for the sake of the overall situation; they were just expendable resources.

There is never a shortage of people in the Salvation Society who are nearing their end; the fewer people there are, the more resources are available.

Moreover, the Holy Emperor is arrogant and talented. Having learned so much information, especially about the possibility of breaking through to the level of a half-saint, even knowing that danger lurks ahead, he is confident that he can cope.

After years without a breakthrough, the Holy Emperor must be getting impatient!

Although the Holy Emperor chose to leave without knowing the specific reasons, it's good that he left, as long as it achieves the effect I want, that he is drawn away by these temptations and leaves this place for that unknown forbidden land.

The journey there is fraught with danger, and even if one enters safely, whether one can return is uncertain. Over the years, there have been many people who are confident in their extraordinary talent, but quite a few have died in the forbidden area!

This is the first time in all these years that I've been able to come back!

He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, his eyes seemingly quite satisfied with the current situation. As long as it was confirmed that the Holy Emperor had truly left, the Salvation Society would be in control!

I couldn't help but think, 'As soon as the Holy Emperor leaves, this world will be ours. I will lead the Salvation Society to continue to seek the well-being of all people, realize our great ideals, and cultivate the leeks of the world to harvest.'

By then, what realm will I be able to reach? To become a saint, immortal for all eternity!

I can't wait!

And those subordinates, in the end, were just tools I used to purify demonic power.

By using them, I can remove the impurities from the demonic power, allowing me to control this power more safely.

It's a pity that these people are so naive as to think I would genuinely protect them; how laughable.

His eyes were unusually calm, but his heart was filled with mockery and sarcasm!

In his eyes, his subordinates were merely pawns, stepping stones to achieve his goals.

Once their usefulness is exhausted, they will be discarded without hesitation. After all, in this dog-eat-dog world, only the strong survive, and the weak are only fit to be eliminated.

The life and death of his subordinates were nothing but fleeting clouds to Zong Wuming; only immortality and eternal indestructibility were his eternal pursuits.

As for Sect Leader Tong, he is of excellent quality. If Sect Leader Tong is willing to join, he will not only add a powerful general to the Salvation Society, but also provide great assistance to his cultivation path.

Whether he joined or not, he had already seen through the physical body of Master Tong. One against one city was extremely dangerous, so he couldn't help but keep a watchful look in his eyes.

Zong Wuming also knew that if he wanted to get Master Tong to work for him, he would need to use some clever inducement and persuasion.

However, there's no rush. As long as Sect Leader Tong has aspirations, whether it's the pursuit of cultivation, a sense of responsibility for all living beings, or something else, we can wait.