Hou Niao's heart stirred. He could not help applauding these True Persons' boldness, as well as their delicate grasp of the unfathomable human heart.
Even if some of the nine True Persons favored change, none would willingly step forward alone to surrender his place. It meant shouldering too heavy a burden. But if all nine relinquished theirs, that was entirely different.
There would be no loss of face, no need to answer to anyone, no sticking their heads above the parapet-only softening their light and mingling with the dust.
So, in terms of difficulty, persuading these True Persons to surrender one place was hard, but persuading them to surrender nine actually offered considerable hope.
If even a minor Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivator like him could see certain things clearly, how could Infant Transformation True Persons fail to understand them? Their grasp of the broader situation was surely better than his. They had simply done nothing because, as beneficiaries of the existing order, they had too many ties holding them back.
If all nine relinquished their places together, that would be bold reform, a profound understanding of the greater good, and noble, upright conduct.
Among the nine, some were bound to be tempted. The only question was how many.
He was using the True Persons' influence, and the True Persons were using his ability to stir things up. Such was the nature of this world.
"Martial Uncle, you command from behind the curtains, possess boundless resourcefulness, plan with profound foresight, survey the distant horizon, and wield the talents and vision of a great leader..."
Yu Zhengxing snorted. "Spare me that! To achieve this, we need a spark, a flashpoint that unleashes the surging tide of opinion among the lower- and middle-ranking disciples, an occasion that leaves them no room to evade or