bullyxtreme Chapter 391 Questions Arise from the Alliance
Chapter 391 Questions Arise from the Alliance
The words on the paper crane were like a red-hot branding iron, burning my heart with pain.
The Immortal Alliance... Ha, that sounds nice!
It's just a place where a bunch of stubborn old folks huddle together for warmth!
Where were the demons when our immortal sect was besieged?
Now that we've finally caught our breath and are trying to make some changes, they've jumped out!
I clenched my fists so tightly that my knuckles cracked.
Senior Brother Lin's face also darkened. He patted my shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. We'll face it together." His words gave me some comfort and strengthened my resolve.
Before I could even catch my breath, Ziyang Zhenjun's communication talisman arrived, his tone serious, ordering me to immediately go to the Alliance headquarters for a meeting.
I took a deep breath, changed into a plain white Taoist robe, tied my long hair up high, and concealed the surging emotions in my eyes.
I know a tough battle awaits me.
The alliance headquarters is solemn, majestic, and imposing.
The moment I stepped into the conference room, the air seemed to freeze.
Dozens of eyes fell on me at once, like sharp knives, filled with scrutiny, suspicion, and even hostility, making me feel suffocated.
A tense atmosphere filled the air; I could feel everyone holding their breath, as if waiting for a storm to break.
I looked around and saw familiar faces that now seemed so strange.
My former ally, who once fought alongside me, now looks at me with a judgmental gaze, which chills me to the bone.
"Xiao Yao, you've arrived." Ziyang Zhenjun's voice was deep and authoritative, devoid of any emotion.
He sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.
I nodded slightly in response.
Before I could even open my mouth, Mo Yun jumped out impatiently.
I knew this guy was up to no good!
He said sarcastically, "Oh, isn't this our great heroine, Fairy Xiao Yao? What brings you here today to explain to us what exactly your sect's reforms are all about?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of discussion arose in the conference room.
I gave him a cold look and didn't say anything.
I know that at this point, any explanation would be futile.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Mo Yun became even more smug. "What? Are you mute? Are you feeling guilty? Your sect's reforms are clearly an attempt to challenge the authority of the alliance and disrupt the order of the immortal realm!" His voice grew louder and more agitated, as if I were some heinous criminal.
"That's right! What your immortal sect is doing will destroy the entire immortal realm!"
"Stop your reforms immediately!"
"Otherwise, we will absolutely not agree!"
All sorts of accusations came flooding in like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming me.
I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails almost dug into my flesh.
I felt my blood boiling, an unnamed fire burning fiercely in my chest.
I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.
I told myself not to act impulsively, not to let them provoke me.
I raised my head, my gaze sweeping firmly over the crowd before finally settling on the face of True Lord Ziyang.
He remained silent, but his eyes gave me a sense of unease.
I understand that this struggle is more difficult than I imagined.
I must find a way to turn the situation around, otherwise... the consequences will be unimaginable.
My gaze swept over the faces that were filled with anger, confusion, or indifference, and a strange sense of sorrow suddenly welled up inside me.
"Gentlemen..." I had just started to speak when I was interrupted by a sharp shout.
"Shut up! What else do you have to say? Your sect's actions have already aroused public outrage. What right do you have to argue here?" An immortal I didn't recognize pointed at my nose, spitting everywhere.
I suppressed my anger and ignored him, continuing, "I know that everyone has many questions and grievances about our changes..."
"Questions? Dissatisfaction? Do you think it's just questions and dissatisfaction? You're playing with fire! You're gambling with the fate of the entire Immortal Realm!" Mo Yun jumped out again, interrupting me.
His face flushed red, and his eyes were filled with anger, as if I had done something utterly unforgivable.
I looked at him coldly, a sneer in my heart.
Mo Yun, Mo Yun, why are you performing so diligently?
Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?
"Mo Yun," I said calmly, "why are you so agitated? Is there some ulterior motive?"
My words exploded like a bomb in the conference room.
All eyes were on Mo Yun, filled with a mixture of doubt and curiosity.
Mo Yun's face turned deathly pale instantly. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Seeing his flustered state, I thought to myself: The real show is just beginning...
I turned to look at True Lord Ziyang and slowly said, "True Lord, I have evidence..." Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by a series of hurried footsteps.
The conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in.
It is the soul!
She looked anxious, holding a jade slip in her hand.
She walked straight up to me and handed me the jade slip. "Xiao Yao, take a look at this!"
I took the jade slip and probed it with my divine sense. The next second, my pupils suddenly contracted...
I raised my head, my gaze sharp, and stared intently at Mo Yun. "Mo Yun, now, what else do you want to say?"
Fairy Feiyu shifted her body, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she was drowned out by the tsunami of opposition around her.
I saw a flicker of struggle across her face, but in the end, she could only look at me helplessly, her eyes filled with pity and powerlessness.
Hmph, sympathy? In this situation, how many spirit stones is sympathy worth? I, Xiao Yao, don't need it!
The entire conference room was in complete chaos, like a flock of crows fighting over a piece of rotten flesh.
I clenched my fist, my nails digging deep into my flesh, sending a sharp pain through me.
Fine, let this pain remind me that now is not the time to be soft-hearted!
"Enough!" A clear voice pierced the heavy silence like a bolt of lightning.
I looked up and saw a gentle breeze.
He's always been a kind-hearted person, I never expected him to step up and help me at such a crucial moment.
"Everyone, please calm down! The changes in the Immortal Sect are not, as Fellow Daoist Moyun said, about challenging the authority of the Alliance and disrupting the order of the Immortal Realm. On the contrary, it is to better adapt to the development of the times and to make the Immortal Realm more prosperous!" Qingfeng's voice was not loud, but it was firm and carried a convincing power.
He paused, then continued, "In recent years, the demon race has become increasingly rampant, and all sects and factions in the Immortal Realm are facing enormous pressure. If we continue to cling to the old rules, we will be eliminated by the times sooner or later! The reforms of the Immortal Sects are precisely to break with convention, innovate, and inject new vitality into the Immortal Realm!"
The gentle breeze quieted the previously noisy scene a little.
Many people began to lower their heads in deep thought, seemingly considering what he had said seriously.
I glanced at Qingfeng gratefully, knowing he was buying me time.
I took a deep breath, walked up to True Monarch Ziyang, and gave a slight bow.
"True Lord, fellow Daoists, this transformation of the Immortal Sect is not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather the result of careful consideration. We hope that through this transformation, we can enhance the overall strength of the Immortal Sect, better cope with the threat of the Demon Race, and contribute to the peace and stability of the Immortal Realm." My voice was calm and firm, carrying an undeniable power.
I looked around, taking in everyone's expressions.
Some people looked puzzled, while others remained suspicious and hostile.
I know that to completely dispel their doubts, we need to present more compelling evidence.
"This reform mainly includes three aspects..." I began to elaborate on the original intention and specific measures of the reform of the Immortal Sect.
I then introduced to everyone how we optimize the cultivation system, how we improve the cultivation efficiency of our disciples, and how we strengthen cooperation with other sects.
I strive to explain the benefits of change in the simplest and most understandable language, hoping to gain everyone's understanding and support.
However, before I could finish speaking, Mo Yun jumped out again.
He let out a chilling laugh, interrupting me.
"Heh, that sounds nice! What do you mean by improving overall strength and dealing with the threat of the demon race? I think your immortal sect just wants to use the name of reform to expand your own power!" His voice was full of sarcasm and disdain.
"Mo Yun, don't make false accusations!" Qingfeng rebuked angrily.
"I'm slandering you? Hmph, haven't you immortal sects done enough over the years? You've been recruiting disciples on a large scale, seizing cultivation resources, and even secretly colluding with other sects. Aren't these facts?" Mo Yun's voice grew increasingly shrill, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"You..." Qingfeng was so angry that his face turned pale, but he was speechless for a moment and did not know how to refute.
I coldly watched as Mo Yun, no matter what I said or did, would always find a way to nitpick and slander me.
It's simply impossible to persuade him.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Yun, are you so agitated because you fear that the changes in the Immortal Sect will affect your interests?" I curled my lips slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
Mo Yun's face instantly turned ashen. He glared at me fiercely, as if he wanted to devour me alive.
"You...you're talking nonsense!" he stammered, a hint of panic in his voice.
I ignored him and turned to look at True Lord Ziyang, saying calmly, "True Lord, I know that some people have doubts about our reforms, which is normal. But I believe that as long as we show enough sincerity and prove ourselves with practical actions, we will definitely gain everyone's understanding and support."
I paused for a moment, then continued, "To ensure everyone understands our changes better, I am willing to accept any form of oversight and scrutiny. If you discover any violations, please report them to the alliance at any time."
My words quieted down the somewhat agitated scene once again.
Many people have begun to re-examine me, their eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
However, to completely reverse the situation, more compelling evidence is needed to prove that the reforms of the Immortal Sect are for the overall benefit of the Immortal Realm, rather than for the selfish desires of a particular sect.
I took a deep breath, just as I was about to say something, when suddenly, the conference room door was pushed open violently.
A figure rushed in—it was Lingxin!
She looked anxious, holding a jade slip in her hand. She walked straight up to me and handed the jade slip to me.
"Xiao Yao, take a look at this!" she said, her voice trembling.
I took the jade slip and probed it with my divine sense.
The next second, my pupils suddenly contracted... My mind was buzzing, as if a bolt of lightning had struck.
I raised my head, my gaze sharp, and stared intently at Mo Yun. I slowly said, "Mo Yun, it seems some people don't want the Immortal Realm to become a better place..."