"Many thanks for the reminder, Martial Brother!
Had you not mentioned it, I nearly forgot about that insolent wretch under my sect.
They have always acted rashly and been consumed by greed. If he were to violate the Cultivator Association's prohibitions and implicate the entire sect, then even if I died and my Dao dissipated, I would never be able to absolve myself of the blame!"
An elder with an anxious expression hurriedly spoke up, his tone carrying lingering fear.
"Indeed!
Once I return, I shall immediately order every disciple under me to shut themselves away and reflect for three days, then reread every prohibition issued by the Cultivator Association.
Any who defy the order shall be punished without mercy!"
"..."
Immediately afterward.
The elders of the Big Dipper Sect spoke up one after another, their voices filled with gravity and resolve. They promptly began discussing how to further restrain their disciples, how to enforce every prohibition of the Cultivator Association, and how to establish corresponding rewards and punishments to ensure that no one within the sect would dare violate the prohibitions again.
Fortunately, these elders were all old monsters who had lived for several centuries, or even over a thousand years. Having weathered countless storms, they were meticulous in thought and seasoned in experience, with formidable abilities to handle all manner of crises.
Before long, taking the Big Dipper Sect's actual circumstances into account, they added a whole set of new regulations for the sect, tightening restrictions layer upon layer over every cultivator's words and actions, from core disciples to outer-sect servants, without exception.
And this scene was not limited to the Big Dipper Sect.
Within virtually every well-informed sect and immortal clan across the Cultivation World, the same thing was unfolding simultaneously—
elders convening, new rules being announced,