Chapter 452: Chapter 451: He’s going to drain us completely!
"A person’s life should be lived like this."
"When he looks back on his past, he won’t regret the wasted years, nor be ashamed of his lack of accomplishments; thus, when he is on his deathbed, he can say, ’I have dedicated my entire life and all my energy to the most magnificent undertaking in the world—the struggle to protect all mankind’s survival.’
"As men of our generation, we should return wrapped in horsehide..."
"The greatest chivalry lies in serving the nation and its people..."
"Some people are alive, yet they are already dead; some people have died, yet they are still alive..."
"I have a dream, I dream that one day in the future, Blue Star will no longer suffer from the invasions of mysterious races of the heavens; I dream we will no longer rely on the Polar Star Battlefield; I dream everyone has books to read, everyone practices cultivation techniques..."
...............
Xu Lingjun really isn’t good at giving speeches.
But he knows how to copy.
Weren’t there enough words like these in his past life, similar to all kinds of pyramid schemes?
Blue Star ascended, and the invasion of mysterious races of the heavens caused a breakdown in civilization.
Then followed an ongoing crisis... No one had ever heard language addressing such a spiritual level.
When Xu Lingjun roared these words passionately.
The "Infinite Divine Demon Body Refining Technique" within resonated with the Spiritual Qi outside, directly inducing a fevered look in the eyes of the Cuowu Sect disciples, their gazes burning red, feeling a rage in their hearts with nowhere to vent.
They felt that driven by this anger, they could achieve anything, doing many things they normally couldn’t accomplish.
But more than that, it led to an exhilarating clarity.
Indeed... Years of painstaking cultivation?
What is it all for?
No matter what we do, there must be a goal.
Putting all the meaning of life into cultivating the Martial Tao, for what? Is it just for the sake of getting stronger, just to compete with fellow peers for a place?
But the measures of length are understandable, and depth can also be grasped once delved into.
Is this all they need, something so superficial?
Now... everyone understands.
To die for the common people, to find a meaningful death, although the person dies, the spirit remains eternal!
At this moment, Sun Bumie could only smile wryly.
Beside him, Grand Elder Sun Bu’Er said quietly, "Sect Leader, do you see this... should we stop it?"
It wasn’t that he wanted to renege and go back on his word given to Xu Lingjun before.
It was just that if things went on like this, the Cuowu Sect indeed felt like it would be reduced to an empty shell... a Sect Leader, a dozen elders, and seven or eight disciples?
What a dilapidated sect this would be.
Sun Bumie shook his head and said, "Without enough strength, they are not allowed to leave. Shishu doesn’t intend to send these disciples to their deaths. Thus, martial artists below the Transforming Truth realm are not allowed to enter the Polar Star Battlefield. Shishu will understand."
"But in this way, the overall strength of our Cuowu Sect..."
"What, are you afraid someone will bully us?"
Sun Bumie glanced at Sun Bu’Er, saying, "The Cuowu Sect has almost emptied the entire sect to support the Polar Star Battlefield, leaving only some old, weak, women, and children. If anyone dares bully us, public opinion will be enough to completely crush them."
He said, "Although we are a sect, we have not drifted apart from the secular world. Therefore, we must still abide by the rules of the secular world, and others must also abide by them."
Sun Bu’Er was surprised and said, "Sect Leader, you don’t seem too worried?"
"Why worry... Shishu is our Cuowu Sect’s Supreme Elder. These disciples following him amounts to following one of our own, and they can make a name for themselves, build their character and strength, with a hundred benefits and no harm, aside from the risk of death... Yet, having embarked on the Martial Tao, if they are afraid of death, wouldn’t that fall short of the essence?"
Sun Bumie laughed lightly.
Indeed, he was not worried, in fact, he was a little delighted.
The Wind Fist Style, more than a dozen years ago, was just a small school, not even a sect.
But in fact, no one noticed...
Today’s Wind Fist Style, though seemingly weak, is because its main force is concentrated on the Polar Star Battlefield. If the Baoyan Army Legion returns.
It’s not a big issue to defeat any of the Five Sects.
In just over a decade, the overall strength of the Wind Fist Style has increased by more than a hundredfold...
Why?
It’s just because they don’t hoard their skills.
Now, the Supreme Level Martial Skill is in Xu Lingjun’s hands, Xu Lingjun may be young, but the course is set; if he decides to teach the Martial Skill to others, what can they do to stop him?
When a Martial Skill is in the hands of an outsider, it cannot be considered a secret anymore.
But they can take the initiative to cooperate... turning the passive into the proactive...
By then, just require practicing Cuowu Sect Martial Skill to make one an honorary disciple of the Cuowu Sect.
A few years later...
When soldiers from the Polar Star Battlefield return, the Cuowu Sect might leap to the pinnacle of the Five Sects, perhaps even surpassing them.
The Polar Star Battlefield is a meat grinder capable of destroying any genius.
But it is also a significant opportunity; as long as they don’t die, they will accomplish something... depending on how they view it.
Thinking this, watching Xu Lingjun stride over with vigor.
Sun Bumie smiled and said, "Congratulations Shishu, it seems many are willing to follow you this time."
Xu Lingjun smiled and said, "Just don’t blame me for almost emptying the Cuowu Sect."
"As long as you leave behind martial artists below the Transforming Truth realm... their strength is too weak, going would change nothing, but only result in wasted lives."
Sun Bumie said earnestly, "Shishu, please follow me. You have been here for so long, yet haven’t visited our Cuowu Sect’s Armory. Since you’re taking these disciples, you naturally need to oversee their martial inheritance and cultivation... and since you are the Commander in Chief, you can also use our Cuowu Sect’s Martial Skills to reward disciples in the future..."
Xu Lingjun was surprised, "You have no objection to me teaching others Cuowu Sect Martial Skills?"
"As long as Shishu ensures that practicing our Cuowu Sect Martial Skills requires registration with the Cuowu Sect and abiding by our rules, the rules are simple: just don’t break the law, and there’s basically no need to worry about these so-called rules."
"Thank you."
Xu Lingjun naturally understood what Sun Bumie meant.
But precisely because he understood, he knew Sun Bumie’s move was totally different from the usual style of the sect.
"Shishu, you’re too courteous, come with me."
Under Sun Bumie’s lead, Xu Lingjun arrived at an ancient building with a feeling of historical heritage.
Inside, there were many books... it seemed they were well preserved.
Xu Lingjun casually picked up a book and opened it.
An alert already surfaced before his eyes.
[Detected Legendary Level Technique "Cuowu Martial Heart Tribulation," do you wish to grant it True Origin? Consumes 120 Origin Value points!]
A casual pick yielded a legendary technique?
Xu Lingjun couldn’t help but brighten his eyes and thought of how the foundation of a sect, the deepest, most precious treasured artifacts, were now entirely open without reservation for him to play with.
No doubt, for Sun Bumie, the sect was like his own child... Why, then, did he tolerate, even indulge Xu Lingjun’s various actions before this...
Xu Lingjun vaguely understood, perhaps he wanted to replicate the path of growth taken by Feng Zhichen’s Wind Fist Style.
But regardless of the intentions, now, when I’m at the lowest, you help me...
In the future, I will surely ensure you don’t suffer any losses.
But for now...
What he needs to do is read through, comprehend, all these martial skills.
Thinking this, Xu Lingjun said, "I may need a few days."
"Don’t worry, the disciples also need time. Suddenly leaving the sect, there are so many things we need to teach them, but haven’t had time to teach yet."
Sun Bumie said, "Shishu, you can take your time."