All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Chapter 772 402: Even if the Eastern Emperor is deceased, such insults from you cannot be tolerated!_1

The sky gradually darkened, nearing twilight.

Snow danced wildly across the heavens, falling heavier and heavier.

Mo Li's resolute words cut through the air like a knife, directly challenging the King of the North.

Cultivators from various sects looked on with disbelief painted on their faces. In this moment, Mo Li's declaration was no less impactful than the Sword Sect commanding ten thousand swords to annihilate a city, perhaps even more so!

That the South Emperor was in the Western Wasteland was an indisputable fact. As for what the South Emperor was up to, many present held high positions and had their suspicions about his actions.

Su Bei slightly lifted his head, the fallen snowflakes melting upon his cheeks. He took a deep breath, then discreetly patted the Sword Maiden beside him, who was staring wide-eyed at Mo Li, and whispered,

"Disciple, take your junior sister Zi Jun to the ferry at Xiashui Pass first. Your two senior sisters and I will meet you there shortly."

"..."

The Sword Maiden wasn't the naive girl from centuries ago. Raising her head to look at Su Bei's calm expression, she realized the gravity of the situation.

Although she didn't understand why her Master, along with Mo Li, had traveled such a long distance to come here, she could discern the urgency of the matter.

The Sword Maiden placed her Sword Box, which had been on her back, beside Su Bei, then took Li Zijun's small hand, and after exchanging glances, they quietly slipped away from the crowd.

Su Bei reached out for the Sword Scabbard, glimpsing the hurried departure of the two women, the corners of his mouth revealing a wry smile.

Snow continued to fall, covering Su Bei's white hair, while the wind whipped his silver sash about. His index finger traced the archaic patterns of the Sword Scabbard, feeling the long-absent thrumming of the longswords inside, and he murmured,

"Old friend, it has been a long time."

"..."

HUMMM—

Silence fell upon the courtyard. After a moment, Abbot Wu Wei, as if just learning of the matter, looked shocked and turned to regard Ling Xu and the expressionless King of the North,

"Amitabha, Daoist Ling Xu, Your Highness, is this really true?"

"Colluding with the West Wilderness Cultivators is a true act of demonic behavior!"

"Such a person would be condemned by all sects in the world."

Wu Wei's words were spoken lightly, but who among those present could afford to overlook the significance of the word 'demonic'? What is demonic?

Demonic represents slaughter, tyranny, stubbornness, cruelty, chaos, forgetfulness of virtue, harm to the heavens, damage to the people, and deviance from the righteous path.

Even hundreds of years ago, the blood catastrophe induced by the South Emperor fragmented the Eastern Country and nearly completely disrupted the cultivation system of all cultivators—undeniably demonic deeds. Yet, even so, the holy teachings established by the South Emperor never dared to call themselves demonic.

A thousand years ago, the West Wilderness Cultivators instigated the Cataclysm of Ten Thousand Clans, crossed West State's Penglai Mountain, and opened the gates to the Twenty-One Provinces, almost submerging the entire region and putting the people through agonizing suffering. This bloody and heavy part of history is regarded as a taboo by all in the Twenty-One Provinces.

First, eight hundred Sword Immortals from the Underworld Sword Sect entered Inverted Heaven. This was followed by a united front from the Buddhist and Daoist sects. The great sects of the world emerged one after another. Even the mighty Western Wasteland, at the height of its power, was grievously wounded and withdrew, taking nearly a thousand years to recover to its former glory.

The word "demonic" is far too significant.

Even today's Heavenly Cultivators, who hold nearly half of the world, wouldn't dare to wear that label.

If the title of demonic were confirmed, it would mean being enemies with all people in the world, but that's secondary. The true horror would be the cessation of the disciples' line of cultivation and the lack of fresh blood—that is the real taboo.

In such a case, even in this vast world, there would be no place left to stand—let alone for the King of the North, who needed the people's support to ascend to that position.

While everyone remained silent, the King of the North, who had yet to speak, turned to Ling Xu and asked,

"Elder Ling Xu, is what Miss Mo Li said true? Does Wuhua Palace really have ties with the West Wilderness Cultivators?"

"..."

Abbot Wu Ji of Jinzu Court glanced at Wu Wei, took a step forward, Prayer Beads in hand, his eyes narrowing as he said,

"Abbot Wu Wei may have spoken too harshly. Wuhua Palace, with a heritage of ten thousand years, has always been known as a place of serenity and virtue—a consensus of the world."

"How could it be involved with West Wilderness Cultivators? It must be some misunderstanding on Miss Mo Li's part."

"..."

Mo Li glanced at Wu Ji and said with a casual smile, "Oh? Then I invite the Abbot to explain, what exactly is the misunderstanding here?"

"..."

Wu Ji remained silent, while Ling Xu snorted coldly and said plainly,

"The Eastern Country is now in great chaos, with three kings standing side by side. All because of the late Ji Nanjue, who caused havoc in court politics with a false identity, leading to a world where jackals parade in daylight, causing suffering to all living beings."

"The King of the North has been dedicated to the state, raising his royal banner, leading a righteous army to save the people from devastation, and restore a clear and bright world!!!"

"We at Wuhua Palace admire the King of the North's ambition and have offered the full support of our sect. How is it that when it comes from the mouth of your Sword Sect, it becomes an act of the demonic path!?"

"Fancy words and rhetoric, complete nonsense, attempting to force the crime of causing chaos in the world onto Wuhua Palace, even fabricating completely groundless charges."

"When has Wuhua Palace ever secretly conspired with those practitioners of Wilderness Cultivation!?"

"..."

Ling Xu's voice was undeniably loud. His words, spoken with conviction, were persuasive, and the various sect members present looked at each other, perplexed.

Wanyan Xing, who had been hiding in the crowd enjoying the commotion, looked at all that was unfolding with a face full of bemusement, turned to Wanyan Heng, and said with a curl of his lips,

"This old fellow sure can talk. He turns black into white, and lies with his eyes wide open, without the slightest change in expression..."

"..."

Wanyan Zuoquan snorted coldly, slapped him on the head, and commanded,

"Be quiet."

Wanyan Xing: "..."

After watching for a long time, Xiao Ruoching seemed to have finally come to terms with Mo Li's actions, biting her thin lips and inwardly spitting in contempt.

Mo Li's affairs couldn't possibly be left at that, but there were priorities to consider...

She glared fiercely at Mo Li, stepped forward, and when passing by her, she whispered,

"This is Jinzu Court. Do you have a death wish, acting this way?"

"At least in name, I am still your senior sister. Fall back."

Then, turning her head, she looked directly at Ling Xu, snorted coldly, and said,

"Hmph, Elder Ling Xu sure knows how to twist the truth. What a grand cause, raising the royal army, the great righteousness of the world."

"What a claim that Ji Nanjue caused chaos in the Eastern Country!!"

"..."

Abbot Wu Wei from Dunkong Pavilion watched the two women with an inscrutable gaze, then glanced at Su Bei lurking in the shadows, quietly stepped back, and sighed,

"Amitabha."

Most cultivators present had already figured out what was going on and started looking toward the direction of the King of the North.

Xiao Ruoching ignored the strange glances from everyone present, stood tall, and said,

"During the Cataclysm of Ten Thousand Clans a thousand years ago, the West Wilderness Cultivators wreaked havoc, poisoned millions of lives, and ravaged thousands of miles within the Twenty-One Provinces. Wherever they passed, they plundered everything, leaving nothing behind, regardless of family size or the wealth of gentry and commoners!!"

"And yet, during Ji Nanjue's reign, the Eastern Country stretched from Penglai Mountain in the west, to Luo City in the center, reaching the Northern Sea in the north."

"When the people of the South Country were still unaware of the existence of cultivators, the presence of cultivators in the Eastern Country was almost universally known. Their actions consistently benefited the populace. They worked to remove maladies and promote the state's prosperity, much like skilled doctors treating patients by practicing the methods of inspection, listening, inquiry, and palpation, then administering remedies according to symptoms."

"In six hundred years, the Eastern Country's people had food in abundance, lived in happiness and peace, without wars, an image of prosperity. How then, from your lips, Elder Ling Xu, does this become the root of chaos in the Eastern Country? Even if the Eastern Emperor has passed, such slander shall not be tolerated!!"

"..."