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"Why did he trust his kinsman instead of you?" Shang Wanqiu was still somewhat surprised. After all, they had been colleagues for decades, even centuries in some cases. Surely he wouldn't trust a kinsman from the lower realm who had only arrived a few years ago, would he?
"You don't know, do you? They're planning to worship the Netherworld Ghost Dao! The people who remained over there want to offer sacrifices and summon a true god, restructure the connections, and establish a new orthodox tradition. That way, not only will their cultivation remain unaffected, they'll even surpass the level of the orthodox tradition they worshiped before! How could us old-timers worship another sect? So, under Senior Zhou Ying's guidance, we switched our allegiance to her!" the Ghost Dao cultivator continued.
"I see. That really is the case. After all, decades or even centuries of foundations aren't something you can simply discard. A son doesn't despise his mother for being ugly—how could you switch to someone else? That's simply insane!" Shang Wanqiu immediately began to condemn them. To switch to another orthodox tradition, one naturally had to offer treasures of sufficient weight, and they had to be things that the true god of that tradition liked and needed. Otherwise, why would that tradition's true god help you withstand pressure from your original tradition's true god and forcibly establish a connection for you?
If you encountered an easygoing true god, that was one thing. With their vast family and fortune, switching a few people meant nothing. But if you ran into a stingy one, and secretly grafted your orthodox tradition onto someone else, they would tear into you. The price was too high, while you would gain only a few believers. Who would be willing to connect with you?
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