Now that Quan Ji has revealed her importance, everyone naturally has to give her some face and listen to her.
Moreover, given that President Baihe has made the final decision to make Quan Ji the next president of the Preacher Association, Quan Ji is definitely not someone to be trifled with.
They could choose to leave the association, but... they couldn't bear to part with the resources the Missionaries Association had given them.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Quan Ji's icy voice resonated throughout the entire conference room through energy.
"First, I can tell you very clearly that my news is enough to change the entire trajectory of the field of missionary studies. After I make the news public, no one will be allowed to question my successor as president of the Missionaries Association."
"Secondly, after I become the successor, I will take control of all the rights that I should have, and no one in the Preaching Association shall offend me again."
"Third, after I become the successor, those who have a negative influence on my Holy Glory Empire, if they do not want to be targeted by me, can withdraw from the Missionaries Association as soon as possible."
Quan Ji's three points, if you say they're excessive, are a bit excessive, but if you say they're not excessive, they're also reasonable.
However, the third point was something that no one could understand.
Someone asked, "Regarding the third point, what constitutes a negative factor...?"
Quan Ji replied, "For example, now that the Qingquan Empire has issued a challenge to my Shengyao Empire, some of you who have served the Qingquan Empire for a long time can withdraw in advance."
Upon hearing this, some people's expressions changed drastically.
"Isn't your demand going too far? We're just trying to make our own profits, why are you trying to drive us to our doom! Can't you be reasonable?"
Quan Ji scoffed, "I am the ruler of the Holy Glory Empire. Isn't that enough to make sense?"
Everyone was speechless.
Quan Ji's actions have always been unpredictable and treacherous, her strength far exceeds her cultivation level, and her methods are ruthless—she is not at all like someone her age!
Some people gave a cold snort.
What they wanted to know more at this moment was exactly what this news was that was enough to change the entire trajectory of missionary studies.
Quan Ji said, "If there are no problems, I will use the Text of Truth to let you all understand the mystery of my method."
Everyone: "No problem."
As soon as she finished speaking, the golden dragon calligraphy scroll in Quan Ji's hand floated into the air. She used energy to control the scroll, writing out one strange character after another, stroke by stroke.
At this moment, everyone realized what President Baihe had just said: every character has a strong sense of authority and aggression.
Quan Ji began absorbing energy to replenish herself.
The text of truth was quickly written down, and its golden radiance, like a divine oracle bestowing blessings upon humanity under a parasol, bathed people in a sacred and irresistible warmth, disarming them of all defenses.
One message after another unfolded and exploded in their minds. They began to operate in accordance with the Truth Text written by Quan Ji, and could clearly feel a powerful force of truth beginning to thrive.
They were stunned—the words had come alive?!
Then, Princess Quan put down her pen.
Her high-tied, backless black hair appeared exceptionally mysterious and beautiful under the golden light, her beauty unparalleled.
She said, "When words are full of life, they are no longer limited to inheritance, but have infinite possibilities."
As soon as he finished speaking, people around him began to successfully condense texts of truth in other colors.
Suddenly, the conference room was filled with vibrant colors and brimming with energy, like a wild beast awakening from its slumber, both alive and deadly.
Amazement and wonder flashed in everyone's eyes; the scene was truly breathtaking.
How could the Text of Truth possess such powerful vitality?
No two people’s texts of truth are exactly the same; some are not even purely one color. In the conference room, they are incredibly stunning.
Princess Quan said:
"Your Dao heart determines the color of your Truth Text, and each color gives the Truth Text different characteristics."
"The truth written by the preacher can never be merely a tool for creating techniques; a language represents more of a civilization."
"My method is to give the texts of truth a unique life, allowing them to have more functions according to different characteristics. How... could this message change the future path of preachers?"
Quan Ji's tone was devoid of emotion, cold and arrogant, like a flower blooming alone on a snow-capped mountain, inspiring awe.
Everyone stared at Quan Ji in disbelief, feeling that the girl in front of them was both terrifying and mysterious.
They looked at the text of truth they had condensed and felt a strange sensation.
"I never imagined that the Text of Truth could be condensed in such a way... This makes everyone's Text of Truth unique, it's truly astonishing..."
"I can clearly feel the activity of my Truth Texts flourishing, which is infinitely stronger than before... It's incredible."
Just as everyone was sighing in disbelief, an old voice cried out.
"Waaaaah..."
Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was President Baihe.
They were all dumbfounded.
President Hakutsuru...cried?!
When everyone saw him raise his head, a smile appeared on his old face, tears welling up in his eyes, conveying an indescribable emotion.
White Crane: "I never expected this... I never expected this!"
"The legendary true text of truth was ultimately discovered by a seventeen-year-old girl!"
Upon hearing this news, everyone was stunned.
The legendary text of true truth?!
What legend?
What then is meant by "the true truth"?
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