Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Chapter 543 - 510 Kinds of Mind 4

Cosimo sighed again, "Now that Brother Yue has reached the pinnacle of power, it should be a time for celebration; yet, the divine master hastens us, leaving no choice but to come as unwanted guests. Please, Brother Yue, tell us the truth."

Whether it’s him or Qingyi, their visit is driven by the will of the divine master behind them.

This fact, whether spoken or not, Yue Dewen understood well. For even he has received multiple divine decrees regarding the forbidden matters.

Upon hearing this, he sat cross-legged and remained silent for a moment.

But silence doesn’t mean nothing is happening.

Cosimo and Qingyi remained still, while shadows in the distance began revealing new figures.

The Western Sect’s master appeared with a cold smile, stepping forward swiftly. Having been excluded, his True Buddha Temple now had ten experts reduced to two, greatly weakening its influence. He had previously been reprimanded one-on-one by Yue Dewen, forced to yield many profitable positions.

Upon hearing trouble in the Great Dao Teaching, he hurried over, gloating over their misfortune.

"Behold, this is the mercy of my Buddha, the cycle of heaven! This is karma! You, Yue Dewen, have plotted against many in the world, leaving countless families broken and bodies incomplete. My Western Sect at most seeks only beautiful women; compared to the ruthless heavenly way of your Great Dao Teaching, it is far less."

"We only want women, yet you demand the entire family! You take all the benefits and let outsiders bear the infamy. Tsk, tsk.... Remarkable, truly remarkable!" The master’s face appeared weak and pale, yet his words showed no mercy.

From the darkness emerged a towering figure four meters tall, clad in heavy armor, breathing like a bull, walking slowly forward.

"Sect Leader Yue, the divine master’s decree requires me to investigate the forbidden matters."

"Chain of Fate Moguduya, you’re here too?" Yue Dewen was slightly taken aback.

Conflicts with Zhenyi and Western Sect made their visit natural.

Cosimo, being a temporary ally, came due to the divine decree, equally expected.

But Celestial Lock Teaching... should be purely neutral.

"It’s more than that; the influence of this forbidden matter is greater than you imagine."

From another shadow emerged a man with golden hair, emerald eyes like pure jade, clothed in a black robe with a black cross on his chest, walking slowly forward.

"Sheng Tianyi..... Just resurrected from death, yet rushed over during your weak period. Aren’t you afraid of dying again, extending the resurrection period?" Yue Dewen looked at him.

"Driven by divine decree, Sect Leader Yue, you might want to reconsider yourself. Numerous divine masters are focused on this matter."

Yue Dewen looked around.

Daoist Qingyi of Zhenyi Sect.

The Western Sect master.

Alliance member Cosimo.

Chain of Fate Moguduya of Celestial Lock Teaching.

Saint Tianyi of Black Ten Sect.

Excluding the Moon God and Moon Queen, nearly all Spirit Generals of this alliance have come.

"What is this? An attempt to force the throne?" Yue Dewen said calmly, rising slowly to dust off his robe.

"Brother Yue, this is beyond what you and I can decide; it’s best to plan ahead." Cosimo advised.

"Isn’t this forcing the throne?" Yue Dewen chuckled.

He surveyed the room, seeing worry, amusement, indifference, and disdain in everyone’s eyes.

"What if I refuse?" he suddenly asked.

No one answered. The atmosphere in the chamber seemed to change suddenly, becoming colder.

Transparent, intangible energies began to rise from everyone present, naturally coalescing into special, unseen divine master marks.

Vast energies filled the entire chamber in almost an instant.

The air trembled, currents surged, and the intangible energies’ impact on reality even began to subtly twist and blur light around.

"Brother Yue, it’s best not to act impulsively." Cosimo frowned. "It’s just a disciple; given your status, finding another across the world isn’t a big deal."

"If Brother Yue is unwilling to handle it himself, I can do it for you. How about apprehending the forbidden matter?" He stated seriously.

"With the Spirit Seal missing, the throne’s legitimacy in question, and major affairs incomplete, Sect Leader Yue should avoid acting on emotion." Daoist Qingyi also spoke.

The others remained silent, only watching Yue Dewen, awaiting his response.

His single answer would determine whether the Spirit Kingdom would hold its throne steady.

If a mistake were made at such a critical juncture...

Time slowly passed....

Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour, two hours....

Time was not precious to the Spirit Generals, but such long waiting began to breed impatience.

Just as the Western Sect master was about to speak again,

"Alright!" Yue Dewen finally opened his mouth.

"Fine... I’ll personally deal with the forbidden matter." He answered in a heavy tone, word by word. "Once I capture them, I’ll kill or execute as per the divine decree."

"Well done! Truly deserving of the title ’Heavenly First,’ a spirit indeed unmatched! Not less than the Imperial Tutor back in the days!" The master said sarcastically.

"But lately, Old Yue has been feeling unwell, a bit tired." Yue Dewen’s face showed a smile again. "Might need to delay a bit before going. Fortunately, my disciple has assured that there won’t be any spread of forbidden actions."

The group fell into silence once more.

Everyone present could discern this as merely a delaying tactic; ’delay a bit’? Who knows when that ’bit’ might be?

A month? A year? Ten years?

"Since Sect Leader Yue is unwell, I’d be glad to go in your stead." Chain of Fate Moguduya said coldly.

"This is an internal matter of our Great Dao Teaching, no need to trouble Brother Mo." Yue Dewen said gently.

"Brother Yue, what’s the point of this?" Cosimo sighed. He saw Yue Dewen’s intentions and foresaw the potential consequences.

"You may leave now." Yue Dewen smiled, closed his eyes, and stood with hands behind his back.

Daoist Qingyi sneered coldly, "Seems like Brother Yue is adamant about this. Don’t blame me then..."

"I said, stand down!!!"

With a thunderous gesture, Yue Dewen raised his hand and flicked his sleeve. A terrifying pressure, like a cloud wave, exploded outward with him at the center, spreading in all directions.

Buzz!! The "Ling" character in his palm suddenly shone with a silver light, dazzling brilliantly.

The entire underground palace resonated with a humming vibration.

The invisible cloud waves, centered on Yue Dewen, transformed into circular ripples, like tides, or like thunder, violently clashing with the aura emanated by everyone around.

Crack!

In an instant, everyone’s aura field shattered like glass.

The massive cloud waves immediately enveloped everyone within them.

The divine will of a top-tier Spirit General, combined with Yue Dewen’s invincible grandmaster will, and supported by the immense momentum accumulated by reaching the position of National Master.

The terrifying pressure formed by these three fusions instantaneously placed a heavy burden on the minds and wills of those present.

This was a clash of minds, a suppression of the will field.

With just one move, they all simultaneously felt a barrier isolating them from their connection with the God Lord.

As Spirit Generals, they even felt a slight difficulty in breathing.

Daoist Qingyi gave a cold snort and was the first to withdraw.

Yuan Shi squinted his small eyes, filled with dissipating killing intent. But helplessly, he too could only angrily retreat.

The others remained silent for a moment, feeling the increasingly intense suppression, and eventually faded silently into the shadows, disappearing.

In just a moment, only Yue Dewen was left on the scene.

He raised his hand, spreading his palm, in which the silver brilliance of the "Ling" character slowly dimmed.

At the same time, the surrounding invisible pressure also gradually retreated and dissipated.

"Yue Shi.... Are you really going to confront Qiankun....?" Ding Rui slowly stepped out from within the Celestial Treasure Palace, eyes filled with concern.

"What taboo...." Yue Dewen laughed lightly. "The gods and Buddhas hanging in the air, it’s not that serious, just a budding sign. Besides, I’ve already thought it through. Qiankun is just in a temporary confusion. Once he understands and comes to the sect to worship the gods, then the taboo becomes one of us, and it doesn’t mean anything anymore?"

"You mean...?" Ding Rui seemed to understand.

"Since he is unwilling now, let’s just let him live the life he wants...." The smile on Yue Dewen’s face slowly faded.

"Go on.... go on.... Sooner or later, they will understand... they will all understand."

Ding Rui fell silent.

He understood what Yue Dewen meant.

Perhaps he still harbored a sliver of hope, just like Zhang Qingzhi now, but Yue Dewen chose the same method of disposition.

That is— to wait.

Just like before, no matter how useless or disappointing Zhang Qingzhi was, he was ultimately a Daoist, so Yue Dewen always supported him, verbally claimed to give up, but in reality, kept him by his side.

And now, Qiankun Daoist, was no different...

But what Ding Rui worried was, by acting this way... would the God Lord really not mind?

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A month later.

Wushan Prefecture.

The court dispatched generals to various provinces to suppress uprisings. Large brigades of spiritual troops were gathered from all around to sweep surrounding rebellious forces.

The situation in Wushan also began to improve. Due to the great harm of the rebels, both the Righteous Alliance and the Spirit Court tacitly agreed on a ceasefire, cooperating in the sweeping task.

Zhang Rongfang waited silently at the Human Immortal Temple, training disciples daily, organizing immortality cultivation texts, and refining various materials on the Human Immortal Dao.

Days passed leisurely and comfortably.

In a month, he did not hear of the Great Dao Teaching’s public bounty, nor did he receive Yue Dewen’s letter of forgiveness.

Only Mingyuan brought back a single sentence: Take care of yourself.

Then, no sect came to trouble him, and the Human Immortal Temple seemed to have been forgotten by everyone, except for the Reverse Time Society still nearby, Zhang Rongfang almost felt like the so-called taboo incident never happened.

He realized that in the short term, the turmoil in the Great Capital might have led to many sects having no time to bother with this side.

But not having anyone concern him for a month, it must be someone suppressing those sects’ pursuits.

And now, the only one capable and likely to do this, is one person.

Yue Shi.

With the world stabilized, no external enemies, the sects’ gods and Buddhas not seeking him.

Zhang Rongfang decided not to create bloodlines anymore and strictly ordered his subordinate bloodline not to create bloodlines outside at will. Reducing the impact.

Then, he suddenly found himself with nothing to do...

Practicing martial skills was for self-preservation and living the life he wanted, and now there were no enemies.

The Righteous Alliance, because of the bloodline issue, had a good relationship with him. His master was the number one under heaven, and the other sects remained silent, with all spies withdrawn from Wushan.

The new emperor of the Spirit Court was also supported by his master, with the court being stable.

His sister and brother-in-law were also fine, and the child in his sister’s belly was finally due.

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang left aside miscellaneous tasks and headed to Mu Chi Mansion to take care of his sister.

At the same time, he was surprised to find that after the formation of the second blood lotus, his own height began to reduce and refine. Shrinking from two and a half meters down to two point three meters.

Likewise, as his stature shrank, the density of his muscles and bones improved to varying degrees.

This seemed to be heading towards another developmental path.