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"Do you really think bowing and scraping will make the Six Great Sects speak nicely to you? Since ancient times, weakness has only ever invited more violence. Fellow Daoist Liangqiu, you've lived for so many years—could it be you still don't understand such a simple principle?" I coldly rebuked Liangqiu Si, and my words immediately drew condemnation from a crowd of cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist Xia! Watch your mouth! Sect Master Liangqiu is old enough to be your great-grandfather! How dare you speak to him like that? Weakness does invite violence, but when facing the strong, wouldn't refusing to do so simply be courting death?" On the path of appeasing the enemy and surrendering, Gushan Island was remarkably united, so they naturally found my words incomprehensible.
"Rather than talking about peace and surrender, you might as well hand over the godhood directly. The source of the conflict lies right there in the first place, so why should we be polite when others come to seize it? You're afraid of death, yet still want the godhood. Were all of you fellow Daoists raised by the islanders instead of earning your positions through your own efforts?" I glowered at all the great cultivators.
"We provide protection, and the islanders support us. What's wrong with that? Fellow Daoist Xia, don't keep standing there and talking without feeling the pain yourself. We risk our lives too!" A cultivator from Linghu Island immediately leaped out to condemn me.
"I wonder what kind of danger to his life this cultivator has risked? Is it the danger of facing the Six Great Sects without the slightest fear, daring to fight them to the death with nothing but his own flesh and blood? Or is it the danger of enduring the Six Great Sects' bullying and clinging shamefully