Springwater Palace joins the battle

Lin Xiaosu picked up the wine pot and poured Li Chunshui a cup. "Palace Master Li, I can't offer you an illusion of hope and trick you into leaving Kun Cang. I'm laying the reality before you simply to be as honest as I can!"

Li Chunshui sighed softly. "It has been nearly a thousand years since I entered Kun Cang. In that time, imperial ambitions in the Outside World have passed like a revolving lantern. I never considered leaving the mountains to fight, because we all believed that a thousand years of rise and fall in the mortal world was the natural order, and watching it coldly from the path of cultivation was natural too."

"As far as I know, most cultivators have that attitude. Whoever rules the world has nothing to do with the winds and clouds along their cultivation path," Lin Xiaosu said. "But this time is different! This is an invasion from another realm! This is a clash of civilizations!"

Li Chunshui said, "The people are unwilling to abandon the peace they have now?"

"Absolutely unwilling!"

"And the rulers have resolved to fight to the death?"

"Yes! Great Xia has, at least!"

"For a conviction in their hearts, they'll fly into the flames like moths... is that it?" Li Chunshui sighed wistfully.

"Actually, not entirely!" Lin Xiaosu said. "If we handle things well, we have a chance to turn the tables and kill the invaders."

"A chance?" Li Chunshui's eyes brightened slightly.

"First, although modern society is in the dharma-degenerate era, it has technology. Under a missile strike, even those in the enlightened realm will be reduced to ash!" Lin Xiaosu raised one finger.

Li Chunshui nodded gently. "I've witnessed the terror of Qianlong's missiles firsthand. If their power increases severalfold, killing enlightened realm cultivators really