Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1745: 3: Human Nature and the Path_2

Chapter 1745: Chapter 3: Human Nature and the Path_2

“The vast Realm Sea is fraught with countless crises and barriers. The Little Cang World is but a barren land within it. If we wish to claim a territory in the Realm Sea, we have no choice but to unite in heart and mind… What do you all think?”

Zhao Feng looked around at the two people and the group of Divinity Transformation cultivators behind them. He, who usually kept his talents concealed, at this moment, showed his sharpness unrestrainedly.

His gaze, like a sword, swept over everyone.

Taoist Friend Xiong Zhaojing, who stood at the forefront and had just recently entered the Immortal Ascension realm, instinctively took a step back.

Liang Wuji also felt a shock in his heart.

“This Sect Master of the Wanxiang Sect was previously at the Nascent Soul stage, and I never really took a close look. Yet to my surprise, he is a top-notch Sword Cultivator, not inferior to our Sect’s Sword God, Chen Yixi!”

The Sword God, Chen Yixi, was at the late-stage of the Immortal Ascension realm, reputed as the Jin’s number one Sword Cultivator, only slightly less esteemed than the former Demon Sect Master, Shangguan Renci.

Although Zhao Feng’s present realm is far from that, his aura and sword intent already reveal their brilliance.

Upon reaching the late-stage Cultivation Ascension, who knows, he might become another Sword God.

While thinking these thoughts, Liang Wuji did not delay in speaking first, solemnly:

“Sect Master Zhao is absolutely right. As the saying goes, ‘If brothers are of one mind, they can cut through metal.’ Our Three Sects have been allies for tens of thousands of years; compared to brothers, we are even closer. It’s only natural to unite our efforts and achieve this unprecedented feat!”

Transferring an entire domain to another territory, if accomplished, would undeniably be a monumental achievement for the beings of the Little Cang World.

Xiong Zhaojing also understood and loudly declared:

“Indeed! Our strength is weak, and if we wish to win, we must unite our efforts. Sect Master Zhao, rest assured, if anyone harbors other intentions, I, Xiong Zhaojing, will be the first not to spare him!”

“What Taoist Friend Xiong said, is exactly what I wanted to say.”

Liang Wuji quickly added.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng couldn’t help but smile, and shouted:

“Good!”

“That’s precisely what I’ve been waiting to hear from the two of you!”

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

A huge scroll fell before everyone.

“This is…”

Xiong Zhaojing and Liang Wuji were both a bit perplexed.

Th𝐢𝘴 𝙘hαpτҽr 𝒾𝙨 p𝐨𝖘ṯ℮𝘥 b𝐲 𝙆ɩṯ℮η𝟬ѵ𝖾𝓁

Not only they, but the other cultivators within the Sect, also seemed equally bewildered.

Only Zhao Feng and Wang Ba remained calm.

Wang Ba didn’t want Zhao Feng to play the villain, so he took over and said:

“This is an oath. Unless the Little Cang World is settled and enjoys peace, before that, no one within this realm may ascend!”

“The reason being, each cultivator capable of ascension has consumed tremendous resources from the Little Cang World. If they ascend, it’s as if taking away our hard-earned resources, which is manageable for one person, but two, three… thus making this realm no longer a realm!”

“Of course, anyone who signs this oath, regardless of which Sect they’re from, will receive resources within the Little Cang World as needed, all for one purpose… to ensure that when the Little Cang World faces calamity, they must act with all their might!”

“Conversely, if someone is unwilling to sign, that’s also fine. If World Eaters appear later, as long as they hunt and kill World Eaters of the same rank to replenish their cultivation resources, that would also be acceptable.”

He glanced around.

In the eyes of the cultivators below, he saw hesitation, bewilderment, dissatisfaction… all sorts of emotions.

Even though only a few can actually ascend, no one believes they won’t be that one person.

But these external emotions could no longer sway Wang Ba’s heart. He slowly spoke, his voice calm, yet resonant throughout Chunyang Palace:

“I shall start this oath with myself.”

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall looked stunned!

Xiong Zhaojing and Liang Wuji were incredulous.

“No!”

“Deputy Sect Master!”

Several anxious voices came from the hall, notably Ling Weizi, Qu Shentong, and others.

Ling Weizi stepped forward, not caring about others’ thoughts, hastily saying:

“Deputy Sect Master, you can ascend now; why wade into these troubled waters?”

Once this was said, those in the hall who felt dissatisfied felt a jolt in their hearts.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba smiled warmly.

Without speaking, he raised his hand and etched his name on the large scroll.

On his name, a trace of his Soul imprint entered, flashing with a glimmer.

Seeing this, Ling Weizi’s body stiffened, a deep sorrow flashed in his eyes!

Throughout the grand hall, all cultivators gazed at that name on the scroll, falling into a dead silence.

The future of the Little Cang World is uncertain, its potential calamities unforeseen, like a leaking ship. Wang Ba could have chosen to leave but chose to stay.

He only needed to choose ascension, and for that choice, others would understand.

Because ascension is the greatest dream for nearly all cultivators in the Little Cang World.

So… what is he doing it for?

In their minds, many people in the hall silently pondered this question.

“Let me join you.”

Zhao Feng’s voice broke the silence in the hall.

He raised his hand like a sword, quickly inscribing on the scroll.

His Soul imprint also entered it.

Watching Wang Ba and Zhao Feng successively inscribe their names, Ling Weizi understood their determination.

Stomping his foot in frustration, he let out a helpless sigh, his green hair flying like vines, he inscribed his name on the scroll as well.

Seeing Wang Ba, Zhao Feng, and others inscribe their names, Liang Wuji hesitated, but then stepped forward to add his name and Soul to the scroll.