"Master, what should we do?" After Wang Han left, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai asked Uncle Jiu, and everyone else also looked at Uncle Jiu.
"..." Uncle Nine fell silent. He didn't know what to do either. Originally, cultivators should follow the way of heaven in order to conform to the cultivation of the Dao. But Wang Han's words had indeed persuaded him. Since someone had to sacrifice, why didn't he choose to sacrifice those who deserved to be sacrificed even more?
"..." Seeing Uncle Nine's silence, the others also fell silent. Just as Wang Han said, hadn't they all grown up on Chinese soil, eating Chinese rice, nurtured by the land and water of China? How could they want to see China plunged into chaos? But they were also well aware of how dangerous what Wang Han was doing was. To defy the will of Heaven was a certain death; going against the will of Heaven meant certain death. They only had one life, and since they knew it was certain, who wanted to die?
Since the calamity is already predetermined and will inevitably befall China, there's no way to change it, so why should they waste their efforts?
"Is there really no possibility what Wang Han said, even if it's just a change in the process?" After a moment of silence, the Four-Eyed Taoist asked, "If it's possible, what's wrong with sacrificing one's own life? Isn't the purpose of subduing demons and monsters to bring peace to China? Now that the calamity is about to come, it's just a matter of changing the method. What are we, as seven-foot-tall men, afraid of dying on the battlefield?"
"Senior brother!"
"master!"
Hearing Four Eyes' words, the others turned their gazes to Uncle Nine once more. Four Eyes' meaning was clear, and it had reminded them, igniting a fire within them. What if there really was such a possibility, even just a slight one? That slight possibility might change their decision.
“Stop them. The Calamity is an organization created by demons. No matter how strong they are or how good their intentions are, these evil demons will inevitably bring great disaster to the world in the end.” Uncle Nine said through gritted teeth, “I know that there are good and evil demons, but they are only a minority. The Calamity is too vast, and there are countless monsters in it. Most of them are still evil demons. Even if they succeed, these evil demons will definitely bring great disaster to China. Moreover, what Wang Han did will not only make the world suffer more during the Calamity, but will also make China owe a huge karmic debt and sow a huge seed of disaster. These karmic debts will have to be repaid in the future, and the seed of disaster will become a great calamity.”
Actually, Uncle Nine had one more thing he didn't say: Wang Han's research into the Dao and his understanding of cause and effect were definitely far greater than his own. Wang Han couldn't possibly be unaware of these things. If Wang Han knew, why did he still do what he did? However, he couldn't guess, and even if he could, he probably wouldn't understand. Therefore, he made the decision he could comprehend. Perhaps his traitorous junior brother, Qianhe, knew something.
“Since we’ve decided to continue trying to stop them, let’s make preparations as soon as possible. Wang Han said that war is coming soon. Although we don’t know how long it will be, we certainly don’t have much time left,” said Monk Yixin.
"Okay." Hearing this, the others nodded and left Wang Dalong's villa together.
"Qingqing, don't be sad." After leaving Wang Dalong's villa,
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"Boss, you've talked so much today, that's not like you at all!" After leaving, Wang Mang said curiously to Wang Han. In the past, Wang Han would never have said so much nonsense.
“It has been three or seven years now,” Wang Han said, without responding to Wang Mang’s words.
"1937! The year the Japanese devils entered the village! We've finally waited for this year!" Upon hearing this, Wang Mang couldn't help but sigh, no longer continuing his previous topic. Since he transmigrated to the Han Dynasty and back to now, nearly two thousand years have passed. Isn't this the year he has always wanted to change the most? For this year, he even didn't hesitate to become a zombie and stay in a coffin for almost two thousand years.
I had already prepared myself to be reduced to ashes for this year. Only by doing what I knew was impossible could I have a clear conscience.
"Boss, what are your plans? Is it just to eliminate the enemy?" After a moment of reflection, Wang Mang asked Wang Han. In the past, he had prepared himself for annihilation, but now, with Wang Han capable of confronting the Heavenly Dao, Wang Mang couldn't help but think more ahead.
"Of course, it's not just about eliminating the enemy, but also about eliminating those parasites and guiding China onto the right path, using our knowledge from later generations," Wang Han said with a smile.
"What do you plan to do with Uncle Jiu and the others?" Wang Mang asked.
“Let’s see what they choose!” Wang Han said. “Or, in the end, we can prove to them that we were right.”
"How are the preparations going?" Wang Han asked.
"Everything is ready. We're just waiting for the boss to be ready to confront the Heavenly Dao. With a single command, we can turn the Little Book into a living hell. With the Little Book's current strength, making the movie a reality is not difficult." Wang Mang said confidently upon hearing this.
"In that case, let's get started! Remember to keep the area under control; I don't want to use backup methods," Wang Han said, before disappearing into the darkness.
"The day we've been waiting for has finally come!" Wang Mang said excitedly as he watched Wang Han leave, then leaped into the air and flew directly towards the notebook.
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