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Chapter 586 - 288: The New Master of a Hundred Immortals, Called to the Table

Chapter 586: Chapter 288: The New Master of a Hundred Immortals, Called to the Table


There were still some floating corpses clustered at their feet, pale faces, rotting bodies, which made Yan Wushuang’s hair stand on end.


The senior brother in front of Yan Wushuang couldn’t help but cast a Clearing Talisman, complaining, "With so many wounded, when will this end?"


He didn’t know either, full of worries.


Sister Zhang lightly waved the Qingjing Bamboo from above, golden light like rain showered down on this earthly hell.


The wailing gradually quieted.


The unpleasant odors were blown away by the wind, leaving only the fresh scent of bamboo leaves.


Many of the less serious wounds on people’s bodies began to heal on their own.


Yan Wushuang felt a surge of energy—it just got a lot easier!


The Qingmu Sect specialized in alchemy, and naturally had some knowledge in medicine.


His senior brother took out a Dan medicine, dissolved it in a bowl of clear water, and with a wave of his sleeve, the water in the bowl spread into streams, landing on dozens of people in front of them.


A woman who had broken her shin bone while running opened her eyes and stood up.


A man who had lost a chunk of his arm to a branch in the flood was jubilantly touching his now-intact right arm.


Just like that, under one bowl of Dan medicine water, dozens of mortally wounded mortals were immediately healed, both joyful and apprehensive, they knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Yan Wushuang and others.


Yan Wushuang couldn’t help but feel some happiness in his heart.


But when he looked at his senior brother ahead, he found that he had a sullen expression, seemingly quite impatient with these mortals.


"Senior brother?"


His senior brother’s lips moved slightly, glancing at the sky where Zheng Fa was, seemingly recalling his relationship with Zheng Fa, forcing a smile and said:


"I just... feel sorry for the Dan medicine."


Yan Wushuang lowered his eyes, then looked at other cultivators of the Qingmu Sect, their expressions were surprisingly similar to that of his senior brother.


He suddenly understood their thoughts.


It was quite reasonable to think so.


Don’t say that before, they didn’t have this kind of consciousness to save mortals, even if they did, the Qingmu Sect was also struck by disaster now, with scant resources left, each Dan medicine is one less.


Zheng Fa ordering them to heal these common folks, probably did not please many people.


But Zheng Fa displayed such overwhelming power that none of them dared to complain about it.


He glanced at Zheng Fa, pressing his lips together.


...


Zheng Fa did not know the thoughts of these cultivators below, and wouldn’t care even if he knew.


He always believed that cultivators are supported by the common folk—not only the matter of taxes and grains but many other things as well, something he figured out during his practices in the Jiushan Realm:


Take, for example, the ownership of spiritual energy.


In Zheng Fa’s view, many institutions in the Xuanwei Realm are actually very vague, which is naturally due to historical reasons as well.


Spiritual energy, its essence he hasn’t fully figured out yet, but in the Xuanwei Realm, spiritual energy is almost like a component of the air.


So, is spiritual energy owned by the cultivators, or by the entire populace of Xuanwei?


Then extending from this, what about spirit veins? What about spirit fields?


The previous chaos in the Hundred Immortals Alliance was caused by this kind of vague system.


Many things, he wouldn’t deeply consider them if he didn’t manage the Jiushan Realm.


He never thought about how to influence or shape the Hundred Immortals Alliance, he wouldn’t think much about this sort of thing either.


He never aimed for absolute fairness, but according to practical observations, the relationship between power and duty between the cultivators and mortals in the Xuanwei Realm was excessively unfair.


Take the Great Freedom Demon Emperor... several times the chaos he caused killed at least tens of millions of mortals.


No one cared about these casualties, even most of the sects in the Hundred Immortals Alliance chose to let them live or die on their own.


But rationally speaking, without these mortals, the issue of recruiting disciples in the future for the Hundred Immortals Alliance will be significant.


On an emotional level... it disgusted him.


...


Due to the urgency of saving lives, Zheng Fa didn’t pay attention to Wuzhi and Luo Shangxian from Haori Mountain at first, but the two sides were constantly watching Zheng Fa.


Seeing him care so much about these mortals, both sides had different reactions but neither really cared much.


A moment later, Mingde Master suddenly stared at Wuzhi and coldly asked, "Why are you here?"


Zheng Fa also looked over curiously.


It should be known, Wuzhi stabbed Supreme Dao in the back back then due to the Qingjing Bamboo, his purpose now... was fairly easy to guess.


Glittering beads of sweat formed on Wuzhi’s forehead, was he dared to speak the truth?


"I..." Wuzhi bit down on his teeth, suddenly recalling something, he said, "I’m here to invite Master Zheng to participate in the Five Sects Alliance meeting!"


Five Sects Alliance meeting?


Zheng Fa blinked, not quite understanding.


But beside him, Luo Shangxian and others’ expressions slightly changed, all looking toward Zheng Fa as if they were reminded of something.


Zheng Fa looked at them.


Mingde Master explained to him, "The Five Sects Alliance meeting is because the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor has been resurrected, the situation in Xuanwei is going to change, my Xuanwei’s Five Sects wish to dissolve misunderstandings and discuss how to counter the Demon Sect, it’s a meeting held for this purpose."


"As the name suggests, only the Five Sects of Xuanwei can participate."


Zheng Fa thought about Mu Qingyan’s "memories" and understood immediately:


With high emotional intelligence, it was about dissolving misunderstandings.


With low emotional intelligence, it was about dividing territory.


Although the Immortal Sect was riddled with conflicts, regarding suppressing the Demon Sect, there seemed to at least be a degree of unity.


Wuzhi was insinuating that, after this battle, Zheng Fa and his group had earned the right to sit at the main table?


He glanced at Wuzhi, knowing that the man might be talking nonsense.


But... Luo Shangxian’s expression didn’t seem that way, he was nodding at Zheng Fa, as if acknowledging that what Wuzhi said made very much sense.


It seemed that the man had been frightened to the core by the death of the Great Freedom Demon Emperor.


Wuzhi continued, "Master Zheng’s strength is akin to Dao Fruit, furthermore he removed the blight of Great Freedom from our Xuanwei Realm, as I see it, for the Five Sects Alliance meeting, Master Zheng’s strength and contributions are more than sufficient for a seat..."


Behind Mingde Master, Tongming Master, who had long not dared to meddle in such high-level gatherings, twitched his mouth.


For tens of thousands of years, he had only dreamed of becoming the Sixth Sect of Xuanwei, in the end, the sweet dream shattered, making him feel hopeless, this dream only uttered while drunk.


But today, he suddenly discovered a shortcut:


Giving it to Zheng Fa, this way, even without himself, the Hundred Immortals Alliance would immediately become the sixth of Xuanwei!


Who would dare contest?


On his face, an expression arose, one full of sad contentment...