Chapter 83: Thirteen of the philosophers who stole treasures, and they were good at dancing with long sleeves
Ji Lingche smiled faintly, his tone drawn out, "You all are outstanding talents, each of you is extremely intelligent. I believe you can understand and hear clearly what I say."
Her tone was not serious, as if she was joking.
But when it falls into people's ears, it makes people shiver.
The sun poured down, shining fiercely on people and making them dizzy.
There was dead silence.
I don't know how long it took, but gradually people started talking, and at first it was just whispers.
Then suddenly someone shouted, "Seal the demon!"
His words drowned out the noise, echoing across the vast training ground, and the crowd fell silent in an instant.
People turned around and saw that it was a very young boy with puffy cheeks. His chest was heaving with excitement. It was obvious that he was really emotional when he said that.
When he saw everyone turning around to look at him, his face quickly turned red. Facing all kinds of scrutiny, he just blinked and did not avoid them.
The man beside him pulled him hard, made a "hush" sound, and shouted in a low voice: "Xuanming!"
The young man looked at the man beside him in confusion: "Master..."
He said, "Master, didn't you also say that your only wish in life was for world peace? You're usually so worried about this, but why don't you let me speak now?"
"Master, what are you afraid of?!"
His master was stunned for a moment and murmured, "What are you talking about..."
Everyone around looked over at the master and disciple.
The crowd began to discuss in whispers again, and then gradually there were quarrels. The voices became louder and louder, and the stagnant crowd seemed to gradually boil over.
A group of young people gathered together, becoming more and more excited as they talked, and suddenly they started shouting, "Seal the demon" and "It should have been done long ago." They were filled with righteous indignation and pushed the crowd forward.
These people gathered together, mostly teenagers. Their number was growing, constantly stirring up the atmosphere, and their emotions were becoming increasingly heated.
Some old guys hiding nearby already had their own ulterior motives. Seeing them going too far, they were very dissatisfied. Relying on their high positions and power, they all spoke out to stop them.
The young people from the smaller sects had always been disgusted with the expressions of those old sly men, and the conflict suddenly became acute, with some even drawing their swords and preparing to fight.
Most of the emerging sects support sealing the demons, and have long harbored resentment towards the conservative and retreating style of the aristocratic families.
What's more, most of the sect leaders are young elites who despise the heads of aristocratic families who are just sitting there doing nothing. Seeing that the dispute is getting more and more intense, they are pushing each other and are about to fight.
Suddenly, everyone's consciousness was shaken and they couldn't help but stop in their tracks.
Qu Wuji just said coldly: "Enough."
Everyone stopped talking suddenly, feeling a chill in their hearts. They raised their heads again and looked towards the stage.
But when his eyes fell on the stage, he was shocked to see that only Qu Wu Ji was left on the podium, and Ji Lingche was gone.
No one noticed when the evil cultivator left, and no one knew what he was doing.
Currently, there is only one person on the stage, his robe as white as snow, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and his murderous aura cannot be concealed.
Qu Wu Ji stood with his hands behind his back, frowning as he looked at the members of the Immortal Alliance below.
His tone was frosty as he slowly said, "The Immortal Alliance has always stood on the opposite side of demons."
"Collaborating with demons means becoming an enemy of the entire Immortal Alliance. Do you have any objections to this?"
When Qu Wu Ji is serious, he is intimidating without being angry, and his tone is frightening. Although he doesn't talk much and never talks nonsense, everything he says is set in stone.
He lowered his eyes, glanced at everyone, and said again: "The Immortal Alliance never forces anyone to do anything."
"If anyone disagrees with the Immortal Alliance's stance, they can withdraw on their own and no longer be under the control of the Immortal Alliance—"
"Master Qin, do you have anything to say about this?"
The head of the Qin family was very loud just now.
He had just angrily rebuked a young female sect leader who advocated a fight to the death with demons, spitting and calling the young sect leader a "suicidal fool"—
When his name was called, he was horrified and his calves cramped instantly. He almost fell to his knees on the spot. Fortunately, the disciple next to him was quick to support him.
Qu Wuji chuckled, nodded, and said in a gentle voice: "It seems that the Qin family master is very dissatisfied with the position of the Immortal Alliance. Letting you stay in the Immortal Alliance is really putting you in a difficult position."
The whole place was silent. To Qin Baichuan, these words were no less than a death sentence.
His head buzzed and he really wanted to slap himself twice on the spot.
He thought to himself, how could I have been so foolish just now? How dare I say such words in front of the Lord?
I thought no one would care if I took advantage of the situation, but Qu Wuji killed a chicken to scare the monkeys, and he just got so unlucky. This time, I'm afraid...
Qin Baichuan knew Qu Wuji's methods very well.
This person looks aloof and indifferent to worldly affairs, but in fact he is very resourceful and knows how to deal with people.
The leader of the Immortal Alliance did not last long before he overhauled the entire alliance, making all the old patriarchs who used to be arrogant and domineering become submissive and dare not even breathe, gradually becoming the scraps of the Immortal Alliance.
Qin Baichuan's chest kept rising and falling, his whole body trembling. He bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Master, Master, I definitely did not mean that!"
Qu Wuji smiled softly and said, "Oh? Really?"
"In other words, Patriarch Qin, you fully agree with the Immortal Alliance's stance on sealing the demons, and you have no objection to it?"
Qin Baichuan gritted his teeth, but could only say: "...I have no objection!"
"very good."
Qu Wuji looked calm and emotionless.
He said slowly, "Then, Patriarch Qin, take your followers with you to the Abyss of Eternal Ashes and eliminate the remaining demons for our Immortal Alliance."
Qin Baichuan blinked, digesting this sentence. It went in his ears and went over in his mind several times before he understood what it meant.
He looked up, the sweat on his forehead flowing into his eyes, burning, he couldn't see anything clearly, the whole world began to spin upside down -
Finally, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The disciples beside him were also terrified and had no time to help him, leaving their master to fall to the ground with a bang.
Not long after, someone suddenly said, "Oh no! Patriarch Qin severed his own meridians!!!"
It turned out that Qin Baichuan knew very well that Qu Wuji would keep his word and there was no room for maneuver.
Qu Wu Ji's words would not only cause him to die in the abyss, but would also uproot his entire family.
In order to protect his family and to maintain his dignity, he actually severed his own meridians.
When everyone saw this, they all gasped and there was an uproar. After a long time, the voices gradually became low and there was complete silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Qu Wuji said in a calm tone, "Let's talk about the deeds, not the heart."
"No matter what you all intend in your hearts, you must contribute to the cause of the demons, regardless of life or death."
"Do you understand what I said?"
How can everyone not know this truth?
Previously, the Immortal Alliance rarely talked about the matter of demons in public. Everyone was pretending to be dead and trying to cover up the truth.
But after the Spring Competition, the Ping'an Temple Incident, the Demon-Suppressing Tower collapsed, the seal was broken, and the demons attacked again and again. This matter could no longer be covered up.
Everyone can understand that this is a critical moment concerning life and death.
In fact, there is never a shortage of people in the Immortal Alliance who are willing to sacrifice for the people.
What a cultivator does is to defend the way of heaven, protect the people first, and then achieve enlightenment and become an immortal.
The path to immortality is lonely and difficult, and only those with great ambitions can achieve it.
How can all the cultivators in the world be those who are afraid of death and love life?
Therefore, even Ji Lingche was not completely disappointed with the Immortal Alliance.
There are still people who believe that when the way of heaven collapses, the Immortal Alliance will not fall apart.
Even if we cannot be completely united, it does not mean we cannot unite.
The crowd was silent for a moment. No one knew what they were thinking. Perhaps they were considering how to deal with the demons, or calculating their own interests. Some people looked around secretly, wondering in their hearts: What on earth is that evil cultivator doing?
Qu Wu Ji stood on the high platform, no longer speaking, with his eyes lowered, as if waiting for something.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sun began to slowly set in the west, and the sunlight cast long shadows on people.
The monks couldn't help but get anxious after standing there for too long. They looked up and saw Qu Wuji standing there motionless.
They couldn't figure out what the Lord Chief meant, and no one dared to move. They just whispered to each other in groups of three or four.
As the sky gradually darkened, the monks' conversations became louder and louder. With Qin Baichuan's lesson in mind, they spoke very cautiously, avoiding topics related to demons and monsters, and just exchanged casual greetings.
At this moment, all conversations suddenly stopped. Everyone looked up in disbelief, and suddenly saw a black dot in the sky rapidly enlarging -
It was not until a few breaths later that the black dot was about to touch the ground and enlarged to a human shape. The monks standing on the training ground realized that it was not a black dot at all, but a person falling from a high altitude and hitting the ground!
The monks felt that something was wrong and dispersed tacitly, quickly leaving a large open space and letting the man fall heavily to the ground, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices. If it weren't for his high cultivation level, he would have been killed by the fall.
Everyone was horrified and looked at the man intently, and they couldn't help but be stunned.
The man was wearing a green robe with heavy makeup on his face. Even though his internal organs were dislocated after the fall, he still had a smile on his face, and he pulled the corners of his mouth to act as if nothing had happened, which was a bit funny.
Someone murmured, "...Liu, Patriarch Liu?"
Liuyetao is a person with excellent interpersonal relationships. He is good at socializing and has great skills in dealing with others. He is the best at winning people's hearts and always gives people benefits in just the right way.
Although his position in the Immortal Alliance is not high, he has a lot of connections. Many people have received his favors, and there are also many people who confide in him and regard him as a close friend.
Seeing Liu Yetao fall so badly, those people actually threw away their worries and rushed forward to support him, saying anxiously, "Hey, Brother Liu, are you okay?"
Someone's genuine concern couldn't be faked: "Brother Liu, are you hurt? How did you fall from such a high place? Where's the Medical Immortal?! Come quickly——"
“…”
Most of the people in the Immortal Alliance are cunning and few are sincere, but this Liuye Tao seems to be very popular, has many friends, and is cared for by many people.
Liu Yetao sat on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, waved her hand and smiled bitterly. She was about to say something, but before she could utter a word, she suddenly stopped.
The pupils of those surrounding him suddenly shrank and dispersed -
Suddenly, a person appeared behind him.
The man leaned over, gently placed his hand on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Oh, Xiao Taozi, so you really are so popular?"
Ji Lingche's smile was brilliant, but it made people feel cold all over. She said softly, "Little Taozi, you are so naughty."
"It's hidden so deep, it's really hard for me to find it——"
"Let me guess, where did you hide the treasures from the Demon Suppression Tower?"
When she said this, the people around her were stunned at first, and then became agitated.
After a long while, someone suddenly spoke quietly for Liu Yetao. He knew Ji Lingche's temper very well, but he still risked his life to support Liu Yetao, constantly saying that there must be a misunderstanding here.
Ji Lingche was not annoyed, and the smile on her face became more and more intense. She said, "You are so popular, you really have great abilities."
Liu Yetao smiled bitterly and said, "My Lord God, you will always make fun of me.
"——How could I have taken the things that guarded the tower?"
"What good will it do me if the Demon Suppression Tower is destroyed?"
He changed the subject and smiled wryly, saying, "However, Lord God is furious about the theft of the Treasure of Suppression, but he hasn't been able to find the thief. He wants to vent his anger on someone, and I understand."
"If killing me can make you feel better, then my death will be a worthy one."
Liuyetao's expression is sincere, her words are earnest, and she looks pitiful.
This added fuel to the fire, and some of the onlookers actually came forward to plead with Ji Lingche, asking her to calm down and stop killing innocent people.
Ji Lingche ignored those people and just looked at Liu Yetao with interest, chuckling softly: "No wonder, you are really good at talking——"
Suddenly, a female voice was heard: "Sorry, please move aside!"
"Master, please let me pass!"
I saw a young girl pushing and shoving her way through the crowd. The girl was dressed in green, but she didn't look like an immortal at all. She was timid and had no cultivation.
Her temperament was not outstanding, and there were some spots on her face, as if she had been weathered by the wind and frost and it was difficult to recover. She looked plain, like a farm girl from the countryside.
The girl pushed through the dense wall of people in front of her, seemed to have run for a long time, came over panting, and looked straight at Liuye Tao.
Ji Lingche only felt that Liuyetao seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then he heard the girl pointing at him and saying, "I know!"
"I know where the thing he stole is hidden!"
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