A few days later, late at night, in the forbidden area behind the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there was a secluded bamboo forest shrouded by a broken silent barrier.
The moonlight was cut into tiny spots by the dense bamboo leaves and sprinkled on the forest clearing. Elder Chen looked solemn, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked slowly. In front of him, stood three core members of the sect who were equally worried. They are among the few people in the sect who can still remain relatively sober and independent.
One of them, an old man with a pale face and three long beards, was Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Soul Master who had previously spoken to Elder Chen privately in the side hall. His name was Ning Bo, with a cultivation level of seventy-seven, is the elder with the highest cultivation level in the sect except Elder Chen, and is also the best at coordinating internal affairs. At this moment, the last trace of hesitation on his face turned into decision, he lowered his voice and said in a hurry:
"Elder Chen, we can't go on like this! That 'God of Plague' has no intention of leaving at all! He sits in the main hall every day, seemingly indifferent, but every move we make, how can he escape his perception?
The sect is struggling to rebuild. The disciples are panic-stricken, and the allocation of resources is at a loss. Even normal cultivation exchanges need to be reconsidered for fear that any words will offend taboos! If things continue like this, I, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, will collapse from within without waiting for external enemies to attack!"
He paused, and a flash of desperate light flashed in his eyes. "For the current plan, maybe... the only way is to contact Shrek Academy secretly! After all, they are the Soul Master holy land in mainland China, and they have a deep foundation. Maybe there is a way..."
"Shrek?" Elder Chen stopped and turned around suddenly. Under the moonlight, his face looked extremely pale, but the corner of his mouth curled up with a bitter and sarcastic arc, interrupting Ning Bo's words, "Ha! Elder Ning, do you still have illusions about Shrek?"
He glanced at the other two colleagues who also looked expectantly, and his voice was hoarse and cold. "Yes, Shrek was once the Soul Master Holy Land, and the dean of Feng Yun was known as Level 98, the ultimate Douluo, but what's the result?"
Elder Chen's voice suddenly rose, with long-suppressed grief, anger and despair. "How many sects, how many casual cultivators, and how many imperial elites in the mainland responded to Shrek's call for 'justice' and gathered together in the coalition, known as the sixty Titled Douluo! What a huge momentum! What's the result?!
A decisive battle, almost annihilating the entire army! The life and death of Dean Feng Yun himself is unknown, and there is a high chance that he will also die! Sixty Titled Douluo! How many survived? Now that the top combat power in the mainland is almost wiped out, this gives Evil Soul Master an opportunity to take advantage of it and reduce the sect like us to nothing more than fish!"
He took a breath and his eyes were bloodshot. "Who came out to clean up the mess in the end? Was it Shrek? No! It was the Ye Qingning holding the Angel Martial Soul! It was her 'Holy Sword'!
And those guys like Sea God Island! Shrek? They can't even protect themselves now! I'm afraid the academy is already in chaos and has too much time to take care of itself. How can they take care of us? Why should they take care of us?!"
Ning Bo and the other two were left speechless by Elder Chen's barrage of questioning, and their faces turned blue and white. Yes, it is an indisputable fact that the coalition forces summoned by the Shrek Academy suffered a disastrous defeat. It is also a reality that the mainland's top power is in a vacuum, and Shrek's prestige has been ruined.
"Besides," Elder Chen's voice was lowered, with a bone-deep fear, "Do you think that when we go to invite Shrek's people now, we are looking for a savior? No! We are looking for death! We are completely offending that person and the 'messenger' he sent!"
He pointed in the direction of the main hall, his voice trembling. "That envoy looks stupid, but you and I know very well how powerful he is. He can sneak into the sect quietly, and how terrifying the 'boss' behind him must be? Shrek cannot protect himself. Even if one or two Titled Douluo are really sent, can he be his opponent?"
At that time, not only will they not be able to save us, but they will anger that person and lead to disaster! That person... doesn't talk about 'morality' like Shrek. He really knows how to kill people, and... he kills them all without leaving any trace!"
The forest was dead silent, with only the rustle of the bamboo leaves blown by the night wind, like the whisper of death. Ning Bo The three of them were dripping with cold sweat, and the last trace of luck was completely extinguished. Yes, please Shrek, not only will it not help, but it may become a reminder!
"Then... are we just going to sit back and wait for death, forever being controlled by that evil god?" A younger Soul Saint growled unwillingly, clenching his fists.
"Sit back and wait for death? Control?" Elder Chen shook his head slowly, but an almost crazy, desperate light ignited in his eyes, "No, maybe... we can change our 'backer' and hand over a 'letter of surrender'."
"Change your backer? Submit your name?" Ning Bo was stunned.
"Have you forgotten who we were 'forced' to assist before? It was Balak Kingdom, and who was indirectly helped? It was Ye Qingning and her 'Holy Sword'!"
Elder Chen spoke faster, as if he had grasped the last straw, "Now that Balaque has annexed the southern part of Fasno, its strength has greatly increased, and it has become a reality. Ye Qingning has great achievements in eradicating evil and protecting the common people, and its reputation is at its peak. Angel Martial Soul has restrained evil spirits and has unlimited potential. They... are an emerging force and are in urgent need of support from all parties, especially... assistance."
He looked at Ning Bo with burning eyes. "Elder Ning, you are Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Soul Master, the best auxiliary system in the world Spirit Empire! Although we are limited by the seven rings and cannot break through Soul Douluo, we The auxiliary capabilities are irreplaceable on the battlefield, in construction, and in people's livelihood! Shrek is a thing of the past. Sea God Island is aloof and damaged itself, so why don't we... take the initiative to move towards 'Holy Sword' and move closer to Ye Qingning?"
"You mean... to take refuge in Ye Qingning?" Ning Bo took a deep breath, but thoughts flashed in his eyes.
"It's not a simple surrender, it's an alliance, it's a contribution!" Elder Chen said firmly, "We can contribute some of the resources accumulated by the sect, the intelligence network, and... our most valuable auxiliary capabilities!
We publicly declare that we support the just cause of 'Holy Sword' and are willing to provide it with all the assistance it needs! We can even propose that some talented young disciples try to join 'Holy Sword' to learn and experience!"
"There are several advantages to doing this: First, we can legitimately break away from the direct "sitting" of the envoy. We can transfer part of our core strength and attention on the grounds of "supporting the allies' front lines and performing auxiliary duties."
Second, we can find a new, potential, and relatively "bright" backer for the sect, and get rid of the situation of being a human being.
Third, this is also a gesture of goodwill to the force behind that person! Don't forget, our previous 'assistance' to Balaque and Ye Qingning was the order of the envoy! Now that we are actively deepening our alliance with Ye Qingning, isn't it that we are 'exceeding' our mission and showing our 'value' and 'loyalty'? Even if that person knows about it, I'm afraid he won't stop it, and even... may be happy to see it happen!"
Elder Chen's analysis gradually lit up the eyes of Ning Bo. Yes, taking the initiative to lean towards Ye Qingning is not only in line with the current "political correctness" in mainland China, but also can get rid of the current predicament of being under house arrest and surveillance, and it can also provide support to Ye Qingning The person behind the show of value is simply a move to survive from a desperate situation! Ye Qingning's "Holy Sword" has a weak foundation, and it will inevitably need a traditional top auxiliary sect like Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to join in to increase its strength and prestige.
"But... will Ye Qingning accept us? After all, we have..." The young Soul Saint still had concerns.
"She will." Elder Chen affirmed, "She needs strength, needs people's hearts, and needs to establish her own order. We, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, are a heavy 'gift'. Moreover, we are not leaving empty-handed, we will bring resources, connections, and... most importantly, open and thorough support. This 'letter of nomination' is of sufficient weight."
He looked around the three of them, and finally said in a deep voice, "This matter needs to be prepared secretly, and the contact channel will be the same line we secretly communicated with Balaque before. Once the preparations are complete, you, Elder Ning, will take the lead personally. Take my handwritten letter and gift list to the 'Holy Sword' headquarters, pay a visit to Ye Qingning Saintess, and show my Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sincerity and determination!"
"Yes!" Ning Bo nodded heavily, with hope in his eyes.
Deep in the bamboo forest, the decision has been made. Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, this ancient sect that once had great glory, then suffered a catastrophe, and was forced to be involved in a conspiracy, caught between despair and fear, finally found a way to bring new life to itself - completely turning to the rising "Holy Sword".