Chapter 655: Chapter 83 The Main Body Assumes Full Responsibility Chapter 655: Chapter 83 The Main Body Assumes Full Responsibility Myriad Laws Mystic Profound Sect’s residence is still located within the belly of Shiping Mountain, a secret restricted area of the Mortal Life Path.
The temporary residence for the Mortal Life Path Sect is located at the original site of Tong Xuan Gate on Central Peak, which thousands of years ago used to govern the Mortal Life Path until someone annihilated the sect.
However, recently some Mortal Life Path Cultivators have suggested that this place might be rather unlucky.
It’s said that years ago the killing was so rampant here that blood flowed like rivers.
The Tong Xuan Gate cultivators, both from the Inner Sect and Outer Sect, as well as their disciples’ families, were all herded together and mercilessly slaughtered, with all the Daoist teachings and scriptures thoroughly plundered.
That’s why, even though the spirit veins and terrain nearby are top-notch, none of the external forces that joined the Mortal Life Path Path later established their residence in this vicinity.
As for the talk of what’s “auspicious or inauspicious,” Wei Dongliu simply didn’t care.
That’s about enough, I’m not trying to make the Mortal Life Path last through the ages or rule over the Mortal Realm…
I’m just a ruthless pawn.
Whatever Hell Path’s Elder Luo tells me to do, I do.
Once I get the pieces of the Heaven-Mending Stone, I wouldn’t mind if the Mortal Life Path explodes right on the spot the next second.
In line with his desire to avoid undue effort, Wei Dongliu still chose to temporarily settle at the ruins of Tong Xuan Gate, using it as the provisional residence for the Mortal Life Path.
On the way to Central Peak, he took advantage of Jiang the Witch’s inattention to sneak a peek at his Communication Jade Slip.
He saw that Hell Path’s Elder Luo had sent him an ardently worded letter of praise, saying that his recent unification of Mount Wutai was “decisive in killing” with “the poise of a sovereign ruler,” and told him to “keep up the good work” and “quickly become the Supreme Lord of the Demonic Path,” leaving Wei Dongliu doubly speechless.
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Forget it, as long as you’re happy.
Raising his head again, he saw that Jiang the Witch was still not paying attention and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Arriving at the Mortal Life Path residence, he saw that the ruins and dilapidated walls surrounding it had been completely refurbished and many of the buildings had also been fully transformed.
But there was still an air of desolation and solemnity lingering around the site, which never seemed to fade away.
Wei Dongliu carefully sensed it for a moment and immediately knew it was the aura of a Heavenly Tribulation.
Certainly, someone in the past must have refined some Demonic Treasure here, and it had to have been an atrocity of enormous magnitude, vile enough to have incurred such punishment from the heavens.
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The lingering aura of the Heavenly Retribution, though harmless, caused any life form to instinctively feel panic and fear-much like animals are afraid of fire.
Having arrived at the Sect’s main hall, Wei Dongliu saw that all the cultivators above the Golden Core Realm were gathered there, awaiting Sect Master Wei’s instructions.
Wei Dongliu roughly counted, and there were about a hundred Nascent Soul Elders.
They couldn’t compare with Kunlun, Shushan, and Penglai, as the Mortal Life Path was the weakest within the direct lineage of the Intercepting Cult, and they also experienced long-term division and internal strife, which depleted a great number of their vital forces…
The size it had now was because Wei Dongliu, during his process of unifying Mount Wutai, had coerced and enticed many external forces to join the Mortal Life Path.
Currently, in the Mortal Life Path, the number of high-rank cultivators from external sects was roughly equal to those from the Intercepting Cult’s heritage, which could be said to be evenly matched.
But just from the way they were standing, it was clear that the cultivators of Lingxiu Mountain, Cloud Snow Mountain, and Moonfall Mountain were all familiar with each other and stood together in silence, creating an imposing sense of law and discipline.
The external cultivators, on the other hand, were scattered, chattering quietly among themselves, showing they had no discipline or organization to speak of, which allowed Sect Master Wei free rein to manipulate and integrate them.
Wei Dongliu transformed into the image of the Abi Devil Lord and strode onto the stage, upon which the crowd below immediately fell silent.
The reason was simple: His red hair and heavy pupils were terrifying to behold, not to mention the Myriad Avatar Absolute Immortal Sword he carried on his back.
“As everyone here is aware,” Wei Dongliu spoke indifferently, “our Mortal Life Path Sect has recently undergone a significant transformation, necessitating nearly a complete reassessment of personnel and residences.”
“The foremost issue concerns the residences: Now that Mount Wutai has been fully united, the continued dispersed stations of our cultivators seem too lax and disorganized, detracting from the sect’s dignity.”
“Centralizing the residences is a matter of urgency.
As for the location, everyone is free to discuss-I will listen to your opinions first.”
The assembly exchanged looks, and silence reigned for a moment before a cultivator cautiously asked:
“Sect Master, are you aware that Tong Xuan Gate was annihilated right here in the past?”
“What of it?” Wei Dongliu retorted.
“This place still harbors the remnants of the Heavenly Tribulation’s aura, residing here may bode ill,” another Nascent Soul Elder spoke up.
Wei Dongliu’s gaze swept across the crowd, and indeed, he saw that it was a Nascent Soul Elder from an external power.
Living in a world of cultivation, where Art Calculation and such have been proven, it was countless among cultivators who superstitiously believed in various mystic arts, especially those from smaller sects.
Not to mention the Heavenly Tribulation, a terrifying concept to everyone.
There was a joke about a senior loose cultivator who was extremely averse to anyone mentioning the word “tribulation,” and even words that sounded similar were taboo.
When the younger generation chatted about “results,” they had to say “outcome” instead.
Eventually, when the senior cultivator faced his tribulation, he luckily survived, although the tribulation had severely damaged his Daoist foundation, forcing him to dwell in his cave and nurse his wounds.
When a friend heard he had gone to face the tribulation, he came to inquire about his state.
After the younger one described the Heavenly Tribulation in detail, the friend trembled with fear and kept asking, “And then?
What was the result?” To which the younger one, out of habit, replied, “The outcome doesn’t look good,” leading the friend, upon his return, to tell others that he had been killed by the Heavenly Tribulation…
Wei Dongliu, of course, scoffed at such jokes, and said coldly:
“If you fear even the residual aura of the Heavenly Tribulation, what will you do when facing the actual tribulation-die from fright on the spot?”
The Nascent Soul Elder, feeling shamed, tried to justify:
“The Heavenly Tribulation is a matter of fate, who can predict it?
How can one know what karmic retribution they might face in their next tribulation for disrespecting it?”
Wei Dongliu looked around the hall again, seeing many people unable to refrain from nodding in agreement.
To be honest, he certainly understood everyone’s desire to seek benefits and avoid harm, but to ignore an available residence here and, instead, insist on constructing a tower from scratch elsewhere-do I have so much time to waste with you all?
Indeed, managing a sect is a millennium-long enterprise, and choosing the location is a crucial step, but I merely wish to become the unfeeling master of the Six Paths, not to actually engage in constructing a sect, so why bother choosing a site?
I can’t be bothered anymore; this is the place!
He then released his Demon Lord’s aura and declared authoritatively:
“Heavenly Tribulation a matter of fate?
What a joke!
If there really is karmic retribution, then let the Heavenly Dao settle it all on this sovereign.
I shall bear it alone; it has nothing to do with the rest of you!”
His words were so imposing that the other cultivators didn’t know how to reply, and some even began to admire the Sect Master’s grand aspirations, dispelling their original fears.
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