Additionally, Hua Yaoyue seed unwilling to say more.
After Ji Yuan arrived here, he naturally positioned himself as usual, shielding everyone in front of him.
Similarly, Dong Qian did the sa, so Ji Yuan quickly noticed her as soon as he arrived.
"Senior Sister."
Ji Yuan first sent a voice transmission to greet her, and then he approached her side.
"Junior Brother, you’re finally back."
"The Sect Leader Martial Uncle has already sent a ssage with a lot of details, I’ll relay them to you later."
"Alright."
Ji Yuan responded, and the two of them said no more but focused on listening to Master Xuan Shui’s words.
He stood on the high platform in front of the square, dressed in a water-blue robe with gold trim, hands clasped behind his back, exuding Golden Core aura. Even his calm speech carried a slightly oppressive feel.
Ji Yuan didn’t know where he began his speech, but what he heard now was:
"Therefore, Shang Mountain must not fall at any cost. Once Shang Mountain falls, it signifies the failure of our Shang Dong Six Immortal Sects."
"At that ti, the entire Shang Dong will beco nothing more than a backyard garden for the demonic cultivators."
"When that day cos, do you still think you can cultivate? Just escaping their relentless pursuit would be fortunate. Many of you have already dealt with demonic cultivators and know how it is."
"We, the righteous cultivators, are just resources for their Demon Dao cultivation!"
Ji Yuan listened intently, and he agreed with Master Xuan Shui’s assessnt, as it was indeed true.
In the face of the Demon Dao, righteous cultivators are simply resources for their cultivation.
From essence blood to corpses... there were tis when Ji Yuan felt like he himself was a demonic cultivator lurking within the Water Dragon Sect, because his Chaotic Burial Mound required not only Foundation Establishnt corpses but also Golden Core corpses.
While he was thinking, he suddenly sensed soone watching him.
The strength of his Divine Soul imdiately ca into play, and he looked in the direction of the gaze, seeing a woman with a veiled face looking back at him.
That was... the Isle Master of Cloud Mist!
Once, she had specifically asked Han Feiyu to deliver a Communication Talisman to him, but now Han Feiyu had been expelled from the sect...
Ji Yuan gave her a slight smile.
Imdiately after, the Communication Talisman inside his storage bag vibrated slightly; the Isle Master of Cloud Mist had sent a ssage.
Ji Yuan sensed it but didn’t respond and continued listening to Master Xuan Shui’s speech.
"So, you’re all well aware of Shang Mountain’s significance. Even now, our Water Dragon Sect has many Foundation Establishnt cultivators stationed there, but this is far from enough."
"The Demon Dao in Shangxi has been scheming for a long ti, and this ti they’re coming out in full force. Therefore, for our Shang Dong Six Immortal Sects to resist the attack of the demon cultivators, we must give our all."
"Next, our Water Dragon Sect needs to assemble the first batch of righteous cultivators willing to go to Shang Mountain to resist the demon cultivators!"
"The numbers are tentatively set as follows: 30 at the Peak of Foundation Establishnt, 50 at the Late-stage Foundation Establishnt, 100 at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, and 200 at the Initial-stage Foundation Establishnt. The spots are limited, first co, first served."
"Those willing to go can register with the Master of Bamboo Shadow Island in a mont."
When Master Xuan Shui finished speaking, a woman in a deep green magic robe rose into the air on a flying sword at the front of the crowd and offered a slight bow to everyone.
"I am Bamboo Shadow, greetings to fellow Daoists."
Ji Yuan, who had t her a few tis at Liancheng Mountain, rembered she was a disciple of Su Xin Zhenren.
Not familiar.
"Senior Sister Bamboo Shadow, count in; damn it, I’ll go to Shang Mountain and slay all those bastards!"
"Junior Sister Bamboo Shadow, my spear is already itching for a fight."
"Count , the third one, in."
"..."
Many of the more radical disciples of the Water Dragon Sect were already shouting loudly, and Ji Yuan watched them with a sense of admiration.
No matter their motives, the fact that they were stepping up at this mont was comndable.
"Silence."
Master Xuan Shui spoke again, this ti with a noticeable weight of authority, and the previously noisy square quieted imdiately.
He slowly swept his gaze over the many Foundation Establishnt cultivators present and spoke in a deep voice, "As the Sect Leader, and since you are all disciples of our Water Dragon Sect, I am responsible for your lives."
"I won’t deceive you; this journey to Shang Mountain is one of great peril. Thus, I hope you will consider carefully, not be driven by impulsive passion."
"In the next three days, the Master of Bamboo Shadow Island will wait here on Water Dragon Island."
"After three days, registration will close. On the fourth day, the disciples who have registered will be led by the Golden Core Zhenren of the sect to march on Shang Mountain!"
Master Xuan Shui’s final words were delivered with a tinge of anger.
His voice echoed throughout Water Dragon Island, continuously resonating in everyone’s ears.
The remaining Foundation Establishnt cultivators, while not rallying with raised arms like ordinary mortals, shouting ’March on Shang Mountain’ or such, were nonetheless stirred with fervor.
Even Ji Yuan felt a montary impulse to find a demonic cultivator and tear them to pieces.
But that feeling lasted only a mont before he suppressed it with one sentence.
He told himself, "Qiu Qianhai is a demonic cultivator."
"Moreover, those remaining in the sect will also have their respective duties assigned, so I ask for your cooperation."
"If there are any complaints, feel free to co to Water Dragon Island to find or go to the Ancestral Hall to speak with the Elders."
After Master Xuan Shui finished speaking, his gaze road the crowd, seeming to seek out one or two to make an example of.
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