Puppets Clear the Way

What had the Three Daoist Sects been living off these years? Face. With face, the Myriad Worlds would support you; without it, the Myriad Worlds would trample you.

As for the Spirit Treasure Sect, it had rarely lost face over the years. Their sword cultivators were tough and unyielding; if they lost face, they could immediately kill their way back and pick it up again. Any person or faction daring to disgrace them had to weigh matters carefully and would not lightly stroke the tiger's whiskers.

But there were three matters in which the Spirit Treasure Sect could not reclaim its face.

The first was naturally when the Three Daoist Sects had fought among themselves. The Spirit Treasure Sect had been beaten by the Primordial Beginning Sect and Supreme Sect working together, leaving what had once been the strongest of the three sects unable to display the same dazzling edge as before, trampling whoever they pleased.

Strictly speaking, though, this matter was both shameful and not shameful. What was shameful was that victory and defeat had been decided: the Spirit Treasure Sect truly had suffered a crushing defeat from top to bottom. With the sword cultivators' pride, they could not deny the debt. When beating people up, they had to hit hard; when victorious, they had to be wild; when beaten, they stood at attention; when surrendering, they admitted defeat. That was the basic conduct of sword cultivators.

What was not shameful was that no one in the Myriad Worlds thought they had disgraced themselves. One sect had fought two sects, and those two sects had even brought in the Buddhist Sect, whose strength had been at its peak at the time. It had been two against one, three against one. The Spirit Treasure Sect had managed to hold out