Wenren Qingtang's eyes had gradually reddened, but Xia Jue continued speaking the cruelest words in the gentlest voice, as though he had not noticed.
"Looking at it that way, you lot are rather pitiful. After all, you've never once lived as real people under him, have you? So you have none of the feelings humans possess, nor do you know how a person truly lives in this world.
"You know even less about the things in this world that are more interesting than slaughter and schemes and intrigues.
"Seeing how loyal each of you is to the master behind you, is it because he taught you all these sordid tricks that cannot bear the light of day?
"You carry the bloodline of the Divine Race's descendants, yet instead of cherishing it, you use it solely to harm others. Do you know you'll have to repay all of this in the future?
"Just like Hongguang. When you advance to the Void Refinement Stage, do you think the tribulation lightning will spare you? Will the Heavenly Dao spare you?
"I can tell you plainly that everything you ultimately endure was originally meant for your master. You are nothing but a pack of substitutes!"
Every word Xia Jue spoke made Wenren Qingtang's eyes grow redder, until it looked almost like the onset of cultivation deviation.
Wenren Qingtang stared fixedly at Xia Jue for a long while before slowly lowering his head. When he raised it again, the redness around his eyes had completely faded, as though nothing had happened.
Yet precisely because of this, the other Enforcement Hall disciples grew even more wary.
Although there were cultivators in this world who could stop their own cultivation deviation at the final moment, the vast majority relied on the comfort and guidance of friends, family,