While Ling Yao was happily accepting a disciple, at the Gu Yue Hall dojo, a group of high-ranking members of the ancient civilization gathered and looked at Gu Yue Hall, whose face was cold and gloomy in the main seat.
Furukawa clasped his hands and said:
"My lord, a total of three million cultivators from beyond the realm have come to the ancient domain during this period."
Apart from the female swordsman Huang Shang and the group from the Golden Lion Clan, everyone else has been captured.
However, they have no connection with Lin Muyao.
Should we just release it directly, or...?
Furukawa made a decapitation gesture.
The main hall of the dojo was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The gloomy atmosphere sent chills down everyone's spines. Gu Yuetang, after a long silence with one hand on his arm, finally spoke:
"Kill them all! But do it publicly!"
Um?
Everyone frowned and looked at Gu Yuetang in confusion.
He said ominously:
"Lin Muyao is in the Ancient Domain. She must have returned. My intuition is right."
There's only one reason she didn't show up: she wasn't strong enough.
We must force her out! Isn't Lin Muyao a kind-hearted person? Then let's use the lives of three million cultivators to force her to show herself!
Hiss~
Everyone gasped, a cold dread flashing in their eyes. Gu Yuetang was utterly ruthless.
To regard the lives of living beings as worthless after becoming an immortal is contrary to the way of immortality.
Immortals are not only synonymous with power, but also the supreme embodiment of gods. All living beings need the guidance of immortals, not slaughter.
At this moment, Furukawa said sinisterly:
"My lord, those three million cultivators probably won't be able to lure Lin Muyao out. After all, she has been holding back for so long, and those cultivators have nothing to do with her, so she won't make any rash moves."
I suggest that Lin Muyao's 708 registered disciples be publicly executed along with those three million cultivators!
Lin Muyao will definitely show up!
Gu Yuetang looked conflicted. "The 708 registered disciples are one of our trump cards against Lin Muyao. It's too early to expose them..."
These nominal disciples were intended to be revealed by Gu Yue Hall when Lin Muyao came seeking revenge, so as to force Lin Muyao to make concessions and disrupt her Dao heart.
Furukawa said coldly:
"The sooner we get rid of Lin Muyao, the better, otherwise we won't be a match for her when she becomes powerful."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuetang stopped hesitating and said, "Alright then..."
At this moment, an elderly man in the hall spoke up with great sorrow:
"My lord, enough have been killed! Stop killing!"
The old man was the oldest and most powerful being in the ancient civilization; he alone represented most of the ancient history of the ancient civilization.
He was also the only high-ranking member of the ancient civilization who did not participate in the Great Purge. Lin Muyao's disciple was able to survive thanks to him.
Because of his seniority, even Gu Yuetang dared not disrespect him.
However, Gu Yuetang had already lost his mind. He stared coldly at the old man and said in a deep voice:
"Senior Engineer Meng, it's worth it for many people to die to get rid of Lin Muyao."
How can you understand my thoughts, comprehend the scenery I see, or judge my decisions if you're not sitting in my seat?
What I want is for the ancient civilization to have only one voice, and that is the voice of the original owner!
Lin Muyao must die, that's my decision!
To achieve this goal, killing not only three million, but even three hundred billion lives would be worthwhile.
Those who heard this trembled involuntarily. At this moment, Gu Yuetang no longer possessed any immortal aura; he was a demon, a Shura who had emerged from hell.
Sigh~
The old man, Meng Gong, shook his head and sighed deeply, utterly powerless.
Immediately, Gu Yuetang stood up, looked around at everyone, and said sternly:
"The annual pilgrimage conference will be moved forward by three days, at which time those people will be publicly executed to lure them out!"
The annual pilgrimage is the grandest day of the ancient civilization, and all cultivators above the Tribulation Transcending stage must go to the ancient imperial city for pilgrimage.
On that day, Guyue Hall would receive the worship of all the monks, like a monarch meeting his subjects.
...
The next morning, Lingyun and his group received a notification from the innkeeper that the pilgrimage conference would begin in three days.
"What a load of bull! Who does he think he is!"
The Yellow Emperor said with a disdainful look:
"Even the Yellow Emperor never held any pilgrimage conferences, yet this guy really thinks he's the emperor of the cultivation world."
He doesn't deserve it! If Xiao Yao hadn't kept him alive to kill him herself, I would have devoured him long ago!
The others also looked disdainful.
At this moment, Ling Yun frowned slightly and said:
"What a clever trick to lure the snake out of its hole! The early opening of this pilgrimage conference is definitely a conspiracy to lure Ling Yao out!"
After a moment's thought, everyone understood instantly.
"Should we still go?" Golden Lion asked. "They've probably laid an ambush on all sides!"
Ling Yun laughed:
"Of course I'll go! It's the grandest festival of our ancient civilization, so I have to go."
"Let's remain unchanged amidst all changes! Let's see what tricks Gu Yue Tang is up to."
...
Three days later, Ling Yun and his group arrived at the ancient imperial city.
This city is the largest and most prosperous city in the ancient realm.
In the city center square, there is a huge high platform.
Soon, Gu Yuetang will appear on the high platform and be worshipped by everyone.
Various tributes from all over the country were displayed in the square.
Lingyun and his group ate while waiting for the so-called pilgrimage conference.
"The pilgrimage conference, which was supposed to start in six months, has begun so early! It's so sudden! I've been on the road these past few days!"
"Nonsense! Nonsense! Be careful, the Ghost Guards might make sure you don't leave alive!"
"Aren't we allowed to vent even a little?"
"..."
Most of the cultivators wore expressions of dissatisfaction, many of whom had forcibly emerged from seclusion.
Abao calmly walked up to a young cultivator in fine clothes, clearly from a prestigious family, and asked:
"Does this fellow Daoist know why the pilgrimage conference was held so suddenly?"
The young cultivator glanced at A Bao but ignored him.
Ah Bao smiled slightly and casually revealed his Fairy Mother Green Copper Thumb Ring.
The moment the young cultivator saw the ring, his pupils shrank to a tiny size, realizing that A Bao's identity was extraordinary.
"Hehe... Sorry, fellow Daoist, I was lost in thought just now!"
The young cultivator leaned close to Abao's ear and whispered:
"According to my ancestor, the reason for suddenly holding the pilgrimage was to kill people!"
"Hmm?" Abao feigned surprise and said, "Murder? How could our lord, with his compassion, possibly kill someone!"
The young cultivator said:
"Hehe... Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but my ancestor said that killing someone would lure out Sword Emperor Lin!"
"Thank you for informing me, Brother Dao!" A Bao returned to Ling Yun and the others and recounted the events.
"Murder to lure out Sword Emperor Lin?" Ling Yun pondered for a moment, then looked at Ling Yao:
Are all your nominal disciples still alive?
"This..." Ling Yao said uncertainly.
"They should have been killed long ago!"
Ling Yun said in a deep voice:
"Perhaps he's still alive, specifically to blackmail you."
At this moment, Ling Yao felt no hatred, only panic. Although those people were her nominal disciples, they were still her disciples.
If someone were to kill her right in front of her, Ling Yao would definitely intervene, even if it meant exposing herself.
She quickly composed herself and looked at Ling Yun, asking:
"Brother, what should we do?"
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