Heavenly Monarch Dingding and the Spirit Transformation cultivators of Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace respectfully lowered their heads.
Though bitterness filled their hearts, none of them tried to stop it. Nor did anyone fly into a rage from humiliation and seek to prove their resolve with blood. Every cultivator in this Demonic Sect was terrifyingly realistic, terrifyingly rational.
"That is quite tempting."
"Fellow Daoists, you are all dragons and phoenixes among men. You understand the greater picture, honor your wagers, and accept defeat. Admirable."
Jiang Ding praised them.
The greed that had risen in his heart vanished as swiftly as it had come, without stirring even a ripple in the lake of his heart.
"What a pity..."
Jiang Ding sighed.
"Senior Gui Cong has not yet returned to heaven. He still possesses the ability to take revenge on the Mother Planet and every Minor World beyond the Nine Spirit Realm. Alone, he could slaughter every place outside the Immortal Sect's two great capitals."
"Fellow Daoists, rest easy for now."
"Other than being forbidden from leaving Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace, you are not considered prisoners."
Jiang Ding said indifferently, "For the time being, everything in Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace shall remain as it was. I have come for two reasons. First, I wish to browse the inheritances in Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace's Scripture Repository... Never mind the top-tier inheritances. You have mid- and lower-tier inheritances, surely?"
The enormous quantity of mid- and lower-tier Immortal Path inheritances was equally important to the Immortal Sect, perhaps no less valuable than a small number of top-tier inheritances. They could greatly enrich the Immortal Sect Library's collection.
"..."
Heavenly Monarch Dingding did not dare answer.
However, he bowed toward the Heavenly Palace's Scripture Repository.
"Good."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly. "Second, the Immortal Sect's three-hundred-thousand-member Immortal Path