799 Deep Affection and Gratitude
The dance instructor nodded slightly, changed her posture, and gently swayed her bare feet, leaning back quietly.
Elder Dongming seemed to recall the near-death experience he had gone through to break through, his eyes reddening slightly as he sighed softly. After all, he was just a commoner with outstanding talent, and he was fortunate that the Xuanji Sect was willing to take him as a disciple, saving him from starvation and attacks by demonic beasts and ghosts. What more could he ask for?
But deep down, a sense of dissatisfaction and resentment seemed to want to be vented.
Senior Sister Wu raised her head slightly and saw that Junior Brother Dongming looked uncomfortable and his expression was constantly changing. She knew that something was wrong, but her inner demons were beginning to rise!
In a moment of crisis, without hesitation, quickly bend down and awaken them!
Everything in the universe is subject to conservation, including natural treasures. The more extraordinary the elixir, the more extraordinary its origin.
The Xuanji School has undergone such dramatic and rapid changes that many people have not been able to adapt.
Before the State of Qi, as long as the King of Qi was alive, everything was still orderly, and all factions, large and small, were restrained. The King of Qi's prestige was soaring, and even though he was suddenly assassinated, there were still many large and small forces and people who missed him.
The Xuanji Sect and the Supreme Palace have split the Qi Kingdom in two, forcing many forces to submit. However, with obstacles looming, their power has gradually diminished, and undercurrents are surging. Within the Qi Kingdom, many have their own agendas.
The spiritual energy is scarce, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual land is only slightly more than usual. As a result, many disagreements have arisen within the vast Xuanji Sect!
The Emperor Wu's rule was only one aspect of his power; the Emperor Wu was the elder, and the King Wu was the backbone of execution!
If everyone below Emperor Wu opposes it, Dongming will also be difficult to govern.
Fortunately, Dongming is different from the previous sect leader. He comes from the lineage of the Supreme Ancestor, so his resource allocation is naturally more biased.
Now that Dongmingxin is no longer here, some positions, benefits, mines, and city taxes have naturally been relinquished or allocated, especially in the distribution of resources such as contribution points.
It's somewhat unfair, yet also somewhat fair. The treatment of genius disciples has been improved, while the status of ordinary disciples is even more competitive, like a hot current stirring up cold water!
Now, even the Martial Emperor and Martial King, whose lifespans have been greatly reduced, are eager to refine the Cloud Brocade Immortal Pill!
However, the main material left them all somewhat shocked.
Corpse pill, Martial Emperor's corpse pill, Demon pill, Martial Emperor's demon pill! Or perhaps it's a replacement with dragon energy, but this dragon energy is no ordinary dragon energy!
However, no matter how difficult it was, it could not stop the Xuanji Sect's desire, especially for the group of Martial Emperors whose lifespans had been greatly reduced. Sacrifices and alchemy were options they had no choice in before, but now they did not want to choose them!
Meanwhile, the Supreme Elder of the Xuanji Sect remained out of the secluded cultivation area, and even opened all the restrictions around the area, consuming a large amount of spirit stones. The entire secluded cultivation area was as if isolated from the outside world, and the flow of spiritual energy within it became extremely slow.
If spirit stones are continuously used to maintain it, it seems that the concentration can be increased even further.
Dongming and the Martial Emperor Elders came to kneel and beg the Supreme Elder to come out of seclusion, but the tightly closed seclusion place left many Martial Emperors dumbfounded. Silence, silence, a terrifying silence, and a trace of fear and dissatisfaction that they dared not reveal in their hearts.
Silence is the best course of action for the time being!
The support from Dongming reached its peak instantly, while others with deep foundations waited patiently, or perhaps awakened some beings.
Of course, there were also those who were not convinced. Among the former sect leader's family, they were heartbroken. Two of the Martial Emperor elders were even more murderous, constantly muttering to themselves, "Why didn't Dongming go back then? If Dongming had gone, we would have built a huge tomb for him in the mountains by now."
Millions of soldiers, beauties, luxurious mansions, and mythical beasts—whatever you desire, I can grant you the journey to the underworld with me!
Some even suspected that Dongming had deliberately colluded with him, or that someone from the Xuanji Sect had deliberately colluded with him; otherwise, how could a dignified Martial Emperor have died and disappeared?
Moreover, with the Supreme Elder still alive, these people all hoped that the Supreme Elder would come out to take charge of the overall situation. As a mere Dongming, who came from humble beginnings, he was only favored by the fortunes of the sect. How could they allow him to monopolize the resources of the Xuanji Sect?
Everything seemed to have gone wrong, and what made them even more upset was that the Emperor's lifespan was unjustly deducted, as if they had been slashed by an invisible knife.
The two, who originally didn't concern themselves with many trivial matters during their cultivation, were overjoyed. When it came to their own lifespan, they were like madmen. They immediately put the death of their sect leader second in their minds. Now that the Cloud Brocade Immortal Pill was about to be refined, although it was extremely difficult, as long as they were alive, there was no difficulty.
Where do corpse pills come from? Where do demon pills come from? Where does the golden dragon energy come from? Only turmoil can attract more lurking old monsters, and only more bait can attract diving big fish.
The three members of the Heavenly Evil Cult left quickly without lingering, departing decisively and without hesitation.
However, his eyes held a mixture of apprehension and longing as he gazed toward the royal city, along with a hint of anticipation and a sense of waiting.
Jiang Huangyuan, the Martial King of the Xuanji Sect, suffered a rapid decline in his vital energy. He originally had a few more years of peak condition left, and if he had taken good care of himself, he could have maintained it for several more years.
When everything comes so suddenly and unexpectedly, the weakness is unimaginable, like a sick tiger, seemingly only able to gasp for breath and needing to be fed.
I was just a member of a collateral branch of the family, and I didn't understand the cruelty of aristocratic families. I thought that if I treated them with such kindness, they should treat me with the same kindness in return. But in the end, they were discarded after they were no longer useful, and I was ignored when I was old and frail.
He fought his whole life for his family, so why did he end up like this?
Looking back suddenly, I realized that I was not married, had no offspring, and my relatives and descendants were all of very poor talent, with very few of them being able to cultivate!
Jiang Huangyuan was unwilling to accept his fate. He seemed to be panting heavily as he walked, and his eyes kept looking into the distance, as if that was where he would finally find his home.
I couldn't help but tighten my clothes around me, thinking to myself, 'So it turns out I took someone else's place. No wonder some people dislike me so much.'
It's all my fault for not recognizing their value. During King Wu's reign, I was entitled to enjoy these things. Now that my military strength is not commensurate with my position, I should voluntarily relinquish them.
But I'm truly unwilling to accept this!
He carefully concealed the evil god statue on his body, buried it in a deep pit, marked it, gently patted the dust off his clothes, and silently congratulated himself, 'I resign; being sent out to a distant post is what they want, but this is the only way I can do.'
Inside the Jiang family compound, Jiang Huangyuan remained calm. The guards bowed to welcome him, but their expressions lacked their usual respect. A sickly tiger might inspire fear, but it didn't seem that terrifying.
Thinking of this and seeing this, Jiang Huangyuan felt increasingly calm and peaceful, like the surface of a lake before a storm, a still and undisturbed surface.
Inside the hall, the carved railings and beautiful scenery, along with the calligraphy and paintings of literati, bear the inscription "Inherited Tradition, Selfless Dedication!"
There are also sayings like, "Family matters are the most important!" and "For the sake of the family, I will dedicate myself to the cause until my dying breath!"
'The world is vast, but family is paramount!'
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