After Xuan Huo Xuan Shui Divine Monarch and the others left, the place fell quiet for a time.
Many people inexplicably let out a breath of relief, instinctively feeling there was nothing left worth worrying about and that all unstable factors had been cleared away.
"This is not enough."
"There still needs to be real bloodshed. The dignity of the law must be watered with blood."
Jiang Ding murmured.
Cultivators from other worlds had always worshiped violence completely and were not accustomed to obeying laws, much less sword cultivators, among the most extreme of all cultivators.
From his experience governing Tushan Central Court, there had to be wave after wave of repeated purges, spanning at least ten thousand years, before the law could be planted in their souls and obeyed instinctively.
However, if there was no definite capital crime, Jiang Ding was unwilling to shed blood for no reason.
The cultivators around him felt a chill rise in their hearts.
"Fellow Daoist Da'ai, Fellow Daoist Han,"
"The shares have already been decided. There are no more obstacles."
Jiang Ding looked at the two of them. "However, given the current situation, you may face the watchful eyes of sword cultivators from the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm in the future, as well as the hostility—and greed—of cultivators from other Immortal Sects."
"This is indeed beyond what I can handle. My abilities are limited."
"Because of me, it seems you have ended up in this situation as well."
Jiang Ding cautioned them.
"You two should be even more careful in the future. It would be best if you can absorb this opportunity here. You may weigh these matters yourselves; there is no need for me to say more."
These two old acquaintances trusted him, were willing to cooperate with him and share