Establish an alliance against the Buddhist Sect!
A force belonging to rogue cultivators and the other oppressed!
Old Monster Qi and Liu Meng could not help breathing faster.
It was not that the thought had never occurred to them. But rogue cultivators were a tray of loose sand, each acting for himself. How could they contend with the deeply rooted Buddhist Sect?
It was nothing but a fool's dream.
Yet now, coming from this unfathomable "Daoist Xuanjin," whose methods could reach the heavens, the idea somehow carried an indescribable persuasiveness.
"H-how could that be possible?"
Liu Meng murmured, but much of the resistance in his eyes had faded, replaced by a gleam mingling doubt, excitement, and a faint thread of hope.
"Why would it be impossible?"
True Lord Xuanjin countered, "The Buddhist Sect is powerful, but it is not a single solid slab of iron."
"The continent is vast. How much of it can the Buddhist Sect truly control?"
"What of the demonic paths and unorthodox schools it suppresses?"
"What of the cultivation clans and minor sects that have grievances against it?"
"And the countless rogue cultivators like yourselves, struggling at the bottom?"
"A single spark can set the prairie ablaze."
"Grains of sand can build a tower; scraps of fur can make a coat."
"With someone to take the lead, and enough strength and benefits to bind them together, why should we not succeed?"
He paused, then continued, "What I want you to do is secretly contact and recruit trustworthy fellow rogue cultivators here in the Cloud Dream Great Swamp, and establish an initial foothold."
"Resources, cultivation methods, even guidance toward higher realms-so long as you work wholeheartedly, I will not be stingy."
"As for the Buddhist Sect-the time is not yet ripe. There is no need for direct