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We can't just wait to die, can we?
As the acting leader of Quanxing, I absolutely cannot die like this.
Wait, got it.
A good idea popped into Gong Qing's mind.
Isn't Lu Xuan's Dao heart firm, and doesn't regard Quanxing as a human being at all?
Then I'll disgust you before I die and destroy your spirit.
As the leader of Quanxing, Gong Qing had a keen understanding of human nature and was aware of Lu Xuan's intention to exterminate Quanxing.
They simply believe they represent absolute justice and that they must be completely opposed to evil.
But in this world, is there such a clear distinction between good and evil...?
"Lu Xuan, do you really think you can represent the righteous path? Do you think Quanxing is really just Quanxing?"
Finally, Gong Qing roared to the sky with a mocking expression.
"Reputable sects need Quanxing to prove their righteousness, aristocratic families need Quanxing to do things and take the blame, and even companies need Quanxing to act as a buffer..."
"Quanxing is a cesspool. They throw everything into it. The filth of the supernatural world over thousands of years has settled here. Even the company doesn't dare to make any rash moves."
"You think you can sweep away the darkness with the sword in your hand? Even your ancestor, the Manifestation Master, couldn't do it."
"No matter how fast your sword is, it cannot sever the reputation of Quanxing. No matter how powerful the Yellow Millet Technique is, it cannot change the hearts of the people. As long as there is evil in people's hearts, Quanxing will not perish."
"If good and evil go unpunished, then Heaven and Earth must be biased."
"You can't kill all the Quanxing!"
Gong Qing's words, though seemingly aimed at discrediting Lu Xuan, failed to elicit any change in Lu Xuan's expression.
Before Gong Qing's shattered dream was completely crushed, his palms closed completely, and he heard Lu Xuan's voice seem to come from beyond the heavens.
"Really? I'll try."
Chapter 141: Hereby, I declare war on the entire Quanxing.
Why does this feel so ominous?
On a mountain peak far from Longhu Mountain, in a secluded cave, a gaunt man sat cross-legged.
He was a successor of Granny Liu, and after learning Granny Liu's methods, he became the intelligence hub and command center of Quanxing.
In this era of rapid technological advancement, there are still some things that mobile phones cannot do, and he has taken on the responsibility of ensuring this aspect.
To the lowest-ranking cannon fodder of Quanxing, Quanxing is an evil sect that indulges in desires without restraint, but to the real high-ranking members, Quanxing also has rules.
He inherited Granny Liu's legacy and also her nickname; everyone in the Quanxing sect who knew of his existence called him "Uncle Liu."
The last time Quanxing caused a great disturbance at Sanyi Sect, it forced the sect leader to die, and even turned the orthodox Xuanmen sect of Sanyi Sect into history.
Although those who know the truth understand the reasons involved, to the Quanxing demons, it was they who joined forces to destroy the Sanyi Sect, a legitimate sect of Xuanmen.
When the Quanxing sect caused a ruckus at Longhu Mountain, Gong Qing assigned Grandpa Liu to coordinate and direct the operation, which in turn inspired the rest of the Quanxing sect.
After all, a large part of the reason for the destruction of the Sanyi Sect was that Granny Liu contacted a large number of Quanxing members and literally killed Si Chong and Cheng Zhen of the Sanyi Sect.
If we let Grandpa Liu, the successor of Granny Liu, take action this time, wouldn't we be able to repeat the "annihilation of Longhu Mountain"?
Unfortunately, plans are often beautiful, but reality is often...
Have they all lost contact?
Grandpa Liu opened his eyes and glanced at the "things" in the cave.
The cave wasn't small, but it felt very crowded.
Countless wooden signs with different names were laid out throughout the cave. The signs were hanging on the cave ceiling, stone walls, ground, and even in the air, with a red dot under each sign.
Threads of "qi" extended from the red dots, closely connecting with Grandpa Liu's body.
The countless wooden signs are like countless densely packed red lines extending outwards.
This is the method passed down by Granny Liu, and these wooden plaques are also the "foundation" passed down by Granny Liu.
Strictly speaking, this method is a type of dream cultivation.
This method allows one to communicate with the Quanxing sect members who left the wooden plaques. A more advanced use is to gather all the Quanxing members who left the wooden plaques together for a large-scale "online meeting".
Before attacking Longhu Mountain, Grandpa Liu used this method to help Gong Qing contact the Quanxing sect and plan the attack.
The Dream Cultivation Technique is elusive and incredibly profound; theoretically, it should be absolutely impossible for it to be discovered...
"But is this a ghost?"
Grandpa Liu looked at the large number of wooden signs that had been plunged into darkness. From the moment the signal to attack Longhu Mountain was given, all the wooden signs left behind by the Quanxing sect members who participated were instantly plunged into darkness.
It's as if... it's as if the entire Quanxing sect that attacked Longhu Mountain no longer exists.
"My dream cultivation technique is so profound, how could it possibly fail?"
Voiceover: [Lu Xuan: Hehehe!]
So what to do now?
Grandpa Liu stared at the dark wooden sign in front of him. The originally red "starry sky" had suddenly dimmed by more than half, making him feel uneasy.
Even Gong Qing's wooden plaque went dark. Could it be that the Quanxing gang attacking Longhu Mountain was wiped out in an instant?
In this state of anxiety, Grandpa Liu endured anguish for an unknown amount of time.
Finally, a red light appeared in the darkness.
Grandpa Liu's eyes lit up, and he brought the wooden sign to his eyes.
Grandpa Liu was taken aback. Wasn't Lü Liang a newcomer to the Quanxing Sect? How come he was the only one there?
Since things have come to this point, we might as well ask around first.
Grandpa Liu raised his hand and tapped lightly, intending to send a message to Lü Liang to inquire about what had happened on Longhu Mountain.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the finger fell, an unimaginable force instantly emanated from Lü Liang's wooden plaque, instantly seizing his control over it.
Grandpa Liu sensed something was wrong and tried to sever his connection with Lü Liang's wooden plaque, but it was too late.
Lü Liang's wooden plaque shattered out of thin air.
An unimaginable spiritual force swept through, taking away Grandpa Liu's control over all the wooden signs.
Grandpa Liu tried to resist, but his weak spirit was instantly crushed, and his soul and spirit were completely shattered by that enormous force.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly to the ground.
An unimaginable spiritual force took over all the wooden plaques, causing them to fly through the air. The red lines formed by the condensed Qi twisted together, forming a rather familiar face.
Grandpa Liu had seen him on the forum for extraordinary people before; that was... Lu Xuan!
"How is this possible? How could he have broken through my technique in an instant?"
Grandpa Liu was utterly shocked. Could it be that Dao Xuan's mastery of dream cultivation techniques far surpassed his own?
Lu Xuan spoke softly.
"Only 331 people are still alive according to the wooden plaque? That's too few, it's not interesting..."
Grandpa Liu looked shocked and angry.
It should be noted that these wooden plaques have been passed down and replenished from generation to generation. Those who have left behind these plaques are all famous masters, including some of the still-living Quanxing elders.
Of the Quanxing members who attacked Longhu Mountain, only one or two hundred were qualified and actually left behind wooden plaques. These four hundred-plus Quanxing members were already the elite of the Quanxing.
But this was still too little for Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan had already found traces of Grandpa Liu in the memories of the eight-armed Arhat when he killed him on Longhu Mountain.
Originally, Lu Xuan planned to kill all the Quanxing members who had left the wooden plaque at Grandpa Liu's place after the Longhu Mountain incident.
Unfortunately... there are far too few!
Killing them all would indeed severely damage Quanxing, but it would only make them hide even deeper. It would be better to use them to help us send messages and keep all of Quanxing living in fear.
Grandpa Liu only saw wooden plaques light up in mid-air, and Lu Xuan's terrifying spiritual power connected with the owners of all the plaques.
Grandpa Liu wanted to resist, but his spirit, along with his soul and spirit, had been crushed. He was only experiencing a brief moment of lucidity before death and was powerless to resist.
The wooden plaques were connected, each representing a spiritual response.
"Uncle Liu, what can I do for you?"
"Little Liu, you still have something to ask me?"
"Could it be that the attack on Longhu Mountain was successful? Count me in."
"Old Liu, didn't I say I wouldn't make it in time?"
A series of voices rang out, only to discover that they were connected to a spirit they had never seen before.
Aren't you Grandpa Liu?
The owners of the wooden plaques tried to resist, but they were powerless against Lu Xuan's spiritual power.
Lu Xuan's terrifying spirit, aided by the wooden plaque, forcefully tore apart their mental resistance, transforming Lu Xuan's spirit into a face that stormed into their minds.
boom! boom! boom!
Countless wooden plaques inside the cave shattered under Lu Xuan's power, but Lu Xuan's voice had already resounded in the minds of the 331 Quanxing members who left behind the wooden plaques.
"I am Lu Xuan."
Lu Xuan's voice was filled with an unquestionable tone.
"Gong Qing is dead. I hereby declare war on the entire Quanxing Sect. When I descend Longhu Mountain, it will be the time to wipe out the Quanxing Sect and destroy the world."
"If when I descend the mountain, there are still people claiming to be Quanxing..."
"Then die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the wooden signs shattered completely, and Grandpa Liu breathed his last in endless fear.
On Longhu Mountain, Tian Jinzhong slowly woke up and opened his eyes. He saw Gong Qing's corpse at his feet and Lü Liang, who was still in shock, standing beside him.
Lu Xuan slowly withdrew his hand.