Chapter 1109: Chapter 506: The Righteous Path’s Predicament
"Are any other experts from Tianluo coming over?"
The six Tianluo Loose Immortals mostly looked a bit awkward.
Wang Jixuan recalled the rather impressive Yin Lin Hall Master.
Once upon a time, he used the Yin Lin Hall Master as a unit of measurement to distinguish the combat power of those immortals.
Wang Jixuan’s poor opinion of Tianluo largely stemmed from the Vice Alliance Hierarch and the Alliance Hierarch, who were Taiyin Golden Immortals that actually schemed against someone as insignificant as him, and with such underhanded means.
If that Vice Alliance Hierarch, the Taiyin Golden Immortal, had simply come forward, shared his philosophy of compromise, and then crushed Wang Jixuan with a wave of his hand, Wang Jixuan might still have respected him as a man.
But as it turned out...
Not even a real man.
Evidently, there are also individuals among the Taiyin Golden Immortals with underdeveloped brains.
Let’s not digress.
The six Tianluo Loose Immortals each pondered and then continued to speak.
Wang Jixuan understood the implication in their words: the Cultivation World is doomed, the only difference now is when it will meet its end. If everyone were to read the situation rightly and leave with the experts, it may avoid the devastation of this realm.
If everyone cannot bear to leave their homeland, then they are willing to help with all their strength, though they hold a pessimistic view of the ultimate outcome.
Most of the righteous path experts present remained silent.
After all, it still boils down to the word ’escape.’
The six Loose Immortals of Tianluo no longer spoke, quietly waiting for these cultivators’ response.
Wang Jixuan slightly sighed inwardly.
What these six Tianluo Loose Immortals said was indeed not wrong.
It was indeed the only choice to preserve a majority of this world’s inheritance.
Even though he could take some people away, the number was limited, and traversing through space-time might come at a cost, while his next stop, the Immortal Realm, was even more an unpredictable life or death scenario.
"Fellow Immortals," an elder Daoist stood up and asked, "how long until the next wave of attacks from the Dark Sect?"
"Factoring in the time it takes them to travel via the Immortal Spirit Road and gather their forces, as well as the time our forces engage them... there should be another half a month."
"May we be permitted to first return to our respective sects and discuss for two days, then gather at Wangxian Valley where each sect leader will decide the subsequent path?"
The elder Daoist sighed:
"This matter is of great importance, we must think carefully."
"Alright, but try not to spread the matters we’ve discussed to avoid causing panic among the cultivators."
Someone in the corner grumbled: "If we leave, aren’t all those loose cultivators and sect disciples doomed? Can’t we let them know beforehand?"
"Be quiet!"
The elder Daoist turned and reprimanded, and the middle-aged Daoist who spoke quickly lowered his head.
"Each sect may return for now."
"We will continue to wait outside the sky, you just need to ring the bell at Wangxian Valley three times for us to appear."
The six Tianluo Loose Immortals rose and took their leave.
They had stated all they needed to, and from their standpoint, they felt no guilt.
Experts of this realm bid farewell as the six Tianluo Loose Immortals turned into streams of light soaring into the sky.
After they left, the righteous path experts lingered, bitterly discussing countermeasures.
The old beggar lamented:
"We’ve been suppressing the Demon Cultivators for so many years, yet now we’re still going to fall into their hands."
"Dark Sect... Tianluo..."
"We’ve always upheld the righteous path, safeguarding the common people; what have we done wrong? Granted, every sect has had its share of evildoers, but overall, we are true to our hearts and Heaven."
"Enough, everyone return to your sects, and if those young disciples cannot make it, abolish their cultivation and let them return to the mortal world."
"No need to go back and discuss, Tianxiao Pavilion will fight them to the end!"
"Avoid acting rashly; you’ve seen the scene yourself, over a thousand experts with Unification Realm and above, and more scattered immortals. Next time they come, they will be even stronger."
Someone asked: "What about the puppets that destroyed the Dark Sect? Who controls these puppets? Tianluo says it’s a fugitive; can this fugitive help us?"
All the Daoists were silent for a moment.
Being part of this situation, it felt bewildering;
The images of those consecutive explosions are etched on their Dao Hearts, making them restless even now.
A female sect leader said softly: "If any of you can contact this third group of fellows from outside the sky, please do so; having more routes is always beneficial."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
They deliberated for another half an hour, and then each sect leader led their groups back.
Wangxian Valley posted notices all around.
Simply stating, there will be a great tribulation in Heaven and Earth; the previous was just the first wave of attack, and more evil and outer Heaven demons will come in succession.
Wangxian Valley will close its gates for two days to straighten up before reopening.
This was indirectly a call to disperse the guests.
What began as a disciple contest turned into such a grand battle; thus many cultivators left in a daze.
The news of a great tribulation in Heaven and Earth rapidly spread across this world.
Though as the majority of cultivators departed, no one noticed Wang Jixuan, masquerading as a Murong Family expert, was retained by the Wangxian Valley Sect Leader and invited to his cultivation cave.
...
Wang Jixuan scrutinized the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.
They were entirely different from how he remembered them.
Hands behind his back, he paced in his sect master’s study, not spreading his Spiritual Sense, nor worrying about encountering any trouble.
—Mainly because there was a hidden earpiece in his ear, and Mu Dan was already observing every move from all sides.
