Su Xin's three grand gifts were ruthless and venomous, each one like a sharp blade stabbing viciously into Shaolin Temple's heart.
Spreading Shaolin Temple's Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques would cut off the foundation of Shaolin Temple's future. If anyone could learn the Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques, would so many young martial artists still choose to join Shaolin Temple and abide by those strict monastic rules?
And Su Xin's threat to have the Northwest Iron Cavalry massacre cities was an even more poisonous scheme.
If Shaolin Temple truly allowed Su Xin to massacre cities, then that karmic debt would naturally be laid upon the heads of Shaolin Temple's people.
For Shaolin Temple, cultivation of one's state of mind was even more important than cultivation of one's realm.
Back when Su Xin slaughtered Prajna Villa, that matter became Xuan Guang's obsession and nearly caused him to succumb to demonic deviation, destroying all his cultivation.
If Su Xin were truly allowed to slaughter a million people now, the consequences would simply be unimaginable.
And the final thing Su Xin had produced was intended to completely sever Shaolin Temple's inheritance!
Shaolin Temple had endured on Shaoshi Mountain for over ten thousand years. If Shaoshi Mountain truly became a realm of ghosts, then even if they rebuilt Shaolin Temple elsewhere, could such a Shaolin Temple still be called Shaolin Temple?
The many martial artists present could not help sighing inwardly. This time, Shaolin Temple had thoroughly enraged Su Xin. This series of measures was practically a scheme to wipe out an entire bloodline.
Even if Shaolin Temple insisted on not releasing Su Xin'er today, or even if Xuan Ku personally acted and killed Su Xin, the arrangements Su Xin had made would still be triggered. Put simply, there was only one outcome: mutual destruction!
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