Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme-Chapter 770 - 483: Influence

Chapter 770 -483: Influence

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After the calamity, grudges did not fade away, the wind rose, and people were unsettled.

Three days later…

“Where do you think you’re going!”

A thunderous shout erupted, and light streaked across the sky, manifesting a pursuit that intercepted a golden flash.

“Bang!”

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The golden flash burst, revealing a figure with the appearance of an eagle-headed man, his body splattered with blood, and his expression even more ferocious.

It was none other than the son of Weide—Emperor Shackle!

Beams of light fell from above, revealing four figures, all clad in mecha, encircling Emperor Shackle in the center.

“Demon Head, you’ve killed and injured dozens of people, and you still think to flee? Today, you must be punished!”

The four surrounded Emperor Shackle, their words harsh but carried a hint of stalling.

“Hmph!”

Emperor Shackle snorted coldly, his face twisted, growing even more gruesome: “Do you really think you two, mere fifth-wheel ants, can hold me back? What about the others from the Wandao Academy, can’t spare the time to come?”

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“To take you down, we are enough!”

Hearing this, the two did not say more. They simply set up their formation, waiting for Emperor Shackle to strike.

Three days prior, the Red Moon had returned, causing extremely adverse effects. Not only had various Heretic God Sects come back to life, but many cultivators had also fallen into the Demon Path, creating numerous localized demon catastrophes across the world.

Emperor Shackle was one such case. Originally a prince of the Garuda, pressured by his brothers, he went against the Heart Demon Great Oath, causing his cultivation to stagnate, unable to advance further, and with numerous heart demons arising. Thus, on the night of the Red Moon, he was tempted and led astray by External Demons, falling into the Demon Path, becoming a heretical Demon Cultivator.

There were no shortage of cultivators like him. In recent years, the Wandao Academy had widely spread teachings, and there were always some who defied the Heart Demon Great Oath for various reasons. In their despair, they harbored resentment, and ultimately, during the time of the Red Moon, they were exploited by External Demons, turning into minions of the Evil God.

Emperor Shackle was neither the first nor the last!

Although the Academy had prepared for this, some things, despite preparation, cannot be completely prevented or avoided.

It was a time of great need. The duties of the Mingxiao Taoist Temple could not be ignored, and high-ranking cultivators from each college and institute were rushing to refine artifacts. Although a portion was redeployed to address the situation, the impact of this Red Moon was too strong and too widespread. With Demon Cultivators everywhere and unrest in all directions, the Academy monks were temporarily overwhelmed.

Like now, for Emperor Shackle, a Sixth Realm cultivator who had fallen into the heretical way, the Academy could only allocate four Fifth Realm cultivators to pursue and besiege him.

The four Fifth Realm cultivators, with the power of their mecha, indeed possessed the strength to battle someone of the Sixth Realm.

But…

“Do you think I’m still the same as before!?”

Seeing that he was encircled, Emperor Shackle let out a piercing screech, contorting his body to transform into a golden-winged roc. Amidst the flashing golden light and dark underflows, the power of the Evil Demon surged, relentlessly boosting his aura.

Demonization!

The Heavenly Demon has a method to resolve Heart Tribulations!

This is also the main reason Emperor Shackle and other oath-breaking cultivators joined the Heavenly Demons’ heretical path—falling into the Demon Path not only resolved the tribulations of the heart demons and the barriers of realm, but it also improved their strength, surpassing their former selves.

In an instant, a golden-winged roc, seething with Demonic Qi and wild ferocity, appeared within the besieged area.

“Four Symbols Subduing Demons!”

Seeing this, the four Enforcement Cultivators dared not delay any further. Their formation expanded, and they fully powered their mecha, as if to delay the enemy.

But unexpectedly…

“Screech!”

The Demon Bird let out a cry, turning into a streak of darkness. With all its might, it shattered the encirclement, pierced through one person’s mecha frame, and vanished into the distant sky.

“Hmph!”

Miles away in an instant, Emperor Shackle reappeared, his cold voice stating, “A few fifth-wheel cultivators riding fourth-rank mecha dare to block me, that’s simply…”

“Boom!!!”

Before he could finish, red banners unfurled, flames erupted from all directions, forming a formation that trapped him within.

“This is…”

Emperor Shackle’s pupils contracted, and without a second thought, he attempted to tear through the void to escape.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

But a furious shout descended from above, as fire fell from the sky like a falling sun, revealing a figure of a celestial soldier in red armor and robes, holding a dark red flag—it was…

“All-Heaven Fierce Fire Flag!”

“Immortal Spirit Mech Armor!”

“Sixth Wheel Cultivator!”

Emperor Shackle’s complexion changed drastically, and he hastily turned to break free from the side.

However, before he could breach the encirclement, flames surged forth. The general swung the large banner, and suddenly the sky turned to fire, swallowing the Demon Bird within.

So it was that after half a day…

“I—hate—this!!!”

A piercing scream followed by a mournful wail, the raging flames dissipated, revealing two figures, each holding an All-Heaven Fierce Fire Flag.

“This…”

“Demon Cultivators are just lamer!”

“I thought you could run further.”

“To have two Sixth Realm cultivators join forces, maneuver Immortal Spirit Mech Armor, and set up an ambush, you were already quite strong.”

“That’s because this birdman is fast, why not try with a slower one?”

“The Academy’s equipment isn’t up to par yet. Fifth-rank cultivators with fourth-rank mecha, sixth-rank cultivators with fifth-rank mecha, when will they finally match up correspondingly?”

“Soon, very soon. Once the Five Elements Immortal Banner and the matching Spiritual Treasure Magical Artifact are refined, we’ll be able to arm the various colleges of the Academy. Who knows, maybe even us salted fish could get our hands on a Spirit-Treasure Mech Armor.”

“Fifth-rank cultivators with fourth-rank armor, it’s like Lord Guan riding a wooden horse!”

“Why would you willingly fall into the demon’s path…”

In the live stream room, watching the “Enforcement Recording,” the audience’s banter was not without a tinge of empathy.

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This is the Wandao Live Broadcasting Room, also known as Scholar’s Palace News Station, and over the years it has launched many programs.

After the Red Moon Demon Catastrophe, they made even more of a spectacle, playing recordings of enforcement actions in rotation, serving as a warning and deterrent.

After this segment ended, another began…

“Why, why!”

“We are disciples of the same sect, brothers, why did you betray me?”

“Have you forgotten the great enmity of our sect, and the tragic deaths of our master, his wife, and our little junior sister?”

In a Blessed Land Sect entrance, a confrontation was unfolding. A team of enforcement cultivators and several individuals from an ancient sect were positioned on either side, surrounding a young man with white hair and blood-stained clothing in the middle.

The young man, with his disheveled white hair and bright red blood-stained clothing, appeared wildly deranged. Wielding a Spiritual Treasure Flying Sword, he pointed it at the people from the ancient sect and demanded, “Why!”

“Junior brother!”

In response to his questioning, a middle-aged man among them shook his head, “Our master and his wife perished in the Heavenly Tribulation as a result of karma and fate; it was predestined, and no one else is to blame. Before they descended into the mortal world, they even admonished us not to harbor personal resentment. Why didn’t you listen, and instead, you have turned to the Demon Path…”

“Shut up!”

The white-haired man, acting like a mad demon, grew more frenzied upon hearing these words. His sword’s tip swung toward the surrounding Academy monks, “If it weren’t for them, how could my master and his wife have died, and how could my little junior sister have been reduced to ashes?”

“It was you, all of you, pressing us relentlessly, forcing us to open the mountain gates. It was you who pushed my master, his wife, and our little junior sister to undergo that mortal Mundane Tribulation!”

“Without you, without those three, without this damned Wandao School, my master and his wife would not have died, they would not have died, and you are the ones responsible for the destruction of my Worship Sword Mountain, leaving us broken and dead. How could I not claim this debt of blood?”

“Enough!”

The white-haired man’s accusations were cut short by a cold shout from the ancient sect’s Sect Leader, “Jiang Ming, you are no longer a person of our Worship Sword Mountain, stop talking nonsense and tarnishing the name of our sect.”

“Ha ha ha!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming laughed in rage, not paying any heed, and only looked at the monks of the Academy, “What, am I wrong? Look, now the Mundane Tribulation has already been raised to the Six Realms, who knows if it will be raised to the Seventh Realm or Eight Realms in the future. If they hadn’t been so aggressively insistent, would Worship Sword Mountain have suffered such an outcome by descending into the mortal world now?”

“You…”

At these words, the faces of the people from Worship Sword Mountain all changed, momentarily at a loss for a rebuttal.

At this moment…

“Selfishness and ignorance to the extreme, stupidity beyond measure!”

An enforcement cultivator stepped forward, his cold gaze fixed on Jiang Ming: “If it weren’t for our Academy upholding the Dao, opening and rescuing all the Cave Heaven Blessed Lands, this world would have already fallen prey to demons and ghosts under the Red Moon Demon Catastrophe. Do you delude yourself into thinking you could still ascend to the mortal world now?”

“What, do you think those demons would be kind enough to spare you, or do you think a selfish person like yourself could reverse the tide and eradicate demons?”

“You…”

The words were pointed and provocative, causing Jiang Ming’s complexion to change, his eyes turning a blood-red hue.

The enforcement cultivator, however, disregarded it completely and drew his weapon, coldly pointing it at Jiang Ming.

“Do you not understand that no egg remains uncracked under a toppled nest? You, the petty person, only think of your own benefit, ignoring the danger of the overall situation. Not content with merely standing by to gain from it, you also seek to ensure only your own well-being. If it weren’t for our Academy standing for the Dao, reversing the tide that has already turned, and supporting the edifice on the verge of collapse, the world would have long been overrun by human ghosts and demons, countless lives reduced to ashes…”

“You should feel grateful, to begin with, yet you still dare to tarnish the name of our Academy. With such a heartless and insane behavior, it’s no wonder you willingly fall into depravity, becoming a minion of the Heavenly Demon. Today, if we don’t execute you, it would have been in vain that I joined the Academy and cultivated.”

As soon as these words ended, the enforcement cultivators suddenly drew their swords, their cold eyes fixed on Jiang Ming.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming laughed out loud, “Ha ha ha, with high-sounding talk, everything sounds so nice. Isn’t it all for your own interests in the end? What about the demons? If the heavens oppose me, then I will…”

“Kill!!!”

Before he could finish his words, the enforcement cultivators rose in anger, their sword auras and knife lights intertwined, forming a net of law.

“Pfft!!!”

A dull sound, flesh being severed, no more was seen of the demon cultivator’s madness, only the ground soaked in blood under the blade.

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“That’s it?”

“I thought he would be more formidable!”

“Heartless is one thing, but brainless too!”

“Please, with brains, who would turn to the Demon Path?”

“This idiot, thinking now is the time to enter the world, will there be no disaster, no tribulation? If you guys had really dragged it out until now, the world would have ended long ago!”

“No wonder there are so many demon cultivators popping up, turns out there’s a bunch of grudge-holders like this one.”

“I suggest a thorough investigation of these people. What Cave Heaven, what Blessed Land, they shouldn’t even exist!”

“That’s a bit extreme, Fairy Yuzhao is also a Cave Heaven Cultivator, a descendant of a disciple of the Immortal Sect from a Cave Heaven, why hasn’t she turned to the Demon Path, instead becoming a pillar of the Righteous Path?”

“You have to judge people individually, you can’t generalize!”

Another recording segment, whether it was shocking or a wakeup call, opinions varied among the audience.

Meanwhile, somewhere else…

A group of Calamity Realm Immortals and Gods had gathered in front of a screen, intently watching the live broadcast.

With the drastic changes unfolding in the world and unrest arising from all corners!

Yet, for those in the Tribulation Realm, most of them are trivial and of no concern.

The only concern lies in one place!

Wielding a weapon, the intention to kill arises spontaneously!

Who will become the person to raise the flag of sacrifice?

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No one knows!

It is precisely the unknown that makes everyone more apprehensive, like living with a sword hanging over one’s head, making it hard to sleep or eat in peace.

Therefore, this group of Calamity Realm Immortals and Gods can only seal their gates, restrain their disciples and followers from stirring up trouble, not giving any excuses for others to challenge them, staying focused in front of the screen, waiting for the live broadcast to resume.

They believe that the other party won’t delay for too long!

Under the watchful eyes of these Immortals and Gods, amidst the anticipation of countless others…