Chapter 1251: Sacred Mountains’ Decision

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Chapter 1251: Sacred Mountains’ Decision

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The two rushed away with Chu Qingcheng in tow, yet not out of Ruby Cloud Sect, instead slipping near the Main Hall.

A patrol of disciples passed by and the two knocked them out without a sound.

What are you doing? Chu Qingcheng whispered.

Li Jingtian waved off her concern, Miss Chu, theyre fine. Make sure to stay quiet and follow me.

The two venerables led her to a hidden spot. Chu Qingcheng was baffled, but trusted them since they harmed no one.

They reached a hidden part of the wall of the building and looked in through the window, Steward Zhuo, youve drunk a dozen cups already? Can we start already?

[Master?]

Chu Qingcheng gave the two an odd look, seeing them grave.

She could only refocus on the scene inside the hall, where He Xiaofeng, her master and Zhuo Fan were.

Zhuo Fan placed his teacup down.

[This should be enough. Ive stalled for an hour now. Should I keep going?]

Enchanting Empress, your maiden tea is delightful. I cant get enough of it

Steward Zhuo, Lord Saint called you here to discuss, not chat over tea! The Enchanting Empresss face was dark, glaring at Zhuo Fan.

It all started as courtesy, showing him hospitality, but this guy kept fussing over the tea being too cold or too hot. Then he stuffed himself with snacks, only to ask for a potty break. He was wasting time, no doubt about it, not wanting to get to it.

[Were all civilized people here, men of status that know courtesy. So being polite was only natural. But this?]

Zhuo Fan had been milking their courtesy for an hour now.

The two didnt know what he was playing, but their patience was running thin, unable to keep their calm.

Bam!

Zhuo Fan slammed the teacup down, raging, Humph, Enchanting Empress, is this how you treat guests? Cant a guy enjoy a nice warm tea around here? Is this Ruby Cloud Sects hospitality?

Zhuo Fans eyes shone, The Sacred Domain is a world where the strong rule, but for them to form their faction, they need the skill set for it, to know how to draw people in and feel at ease as their power grows. With the Sacred Mountains merely observing from above, they dont know anything about how things work down below. With a few reckless commands, the Sacred Domains order will be broken, with the people crushed and suffering.

Enchanting Empress was touched, with He Xiaofeng sneering, No one will stir anything when we come down! We can even replace the Eight Emperors with pigs and therell still be no objection!

You guys only have pigs?

You dare disgrace the Sacred Mountains? He Xiaofeng roared.

The Enchanting Empress rushed to stop him, advising, Steward Zhuo, we have no say in the Sacred Mountains decision. Their disciples have incredible talent and might be qualified for our positions. Over time, they will gain their experience and become able lords.

Humph, able, you say? When they cant reach Sainthood with those top cultivation methods and mountains of resources thrown at them?

Zhuo Fan mocked, Even making them into the Eight Emperors, while time can give them experience, their mindset will never change. Did they rise from the bottom? Will they listen to others suggestions? A bunch of pompous pricks will sooner or later destroy everything. Using the Sacred Domains turmoil to raise their own people is so kind of the Sacred Mountains, humph.

Zhuo Fan mocked, He Xiaofeng sneered and the Enchanting Empress sighed.

Also, Zhuo Fan continued, Enchanting Empress, theyll send a few to replace the Eight Emperors, but next time there will be even more. At some point, all will be replaced. The only land ruled by bottom cultivators will turn over into the hands of those high and mighty from the Sacred Mountains. Then there will be no end to our torment, the same goes for you as well. Its only a matter of time before only the Sacred Mountains could produce Saints, taking all the highest positions.

He Xiaofeng mocked, And, isnt it now the same?

Of course not. The Eight Emperors have a share of resources left from the Sacred Domain, giving hope of creating some Saints. But once the Sacred Mountains take everything, this little hope will be crushed. What chance do cultivators born outside the Sacred Mountains ever have of reaching the top?

Blame it on their birth, for being born elsewhere.

He Xiaofeng had a sinister smirk, No matter how antagonistic the Eight Emperors are, they are to stay put. You can resume once the replacements are here. The other Emperors should get word of it soon. No one gets to disobey, not even the Demonic Emperor, let alone a nobody like you.

Zhuo Fans eyes shone with bloodthirst.

He came to see He Xiaofeng for another reason, but the Sacred Mountains decision infuriated him.

In both of his lives, he had clawed his way from the bottom, his pride making him never lower his head to anyone, not even the Sacred Mountains.

For he believed that one day he would surpass those fools. He didnt have anywhere near the resources they had, but he made up for it with effort.

This decision, however, would make the common people lose all hope. The resources would be under tight control and even reaching Sainthood would only be possible if the Sacred Mountains allowed it.

There would be no hope to become strong.

He didnt know what got the Sacred Mountains to go crazy and issue such a decision, but Zhuo Fan would be sure to never let them succeed.

[I need to speed up taking down the Eight Emperors]