Sage of Humanity-Chapter 618 - 616: Song Zhui

The man who stepped forward appeared to be no less than twenty years old, but the fluctuations of spirit force emanating from him had startlingly reached the Cloud River Level 9!

For someone of his age to possess such cultivation, it undoubtedly indicated that he came from a prestigious background and had exceptional aptitude.

The man was handsome with a distinguished aura. What was rare was that he showed none of the haughtiness typical of someone from a big sect; instead, his expression was easy to relate to. A faint smile on his face made him seem as refreshing as a spring breeze.

He rose into the air and hovered about thirty feet above the ground, drawing the attention of the nearby cultivators before he spoke in a gentle tone, "Fellow Daoists from all over the Nine Provinces, Song Zhui greets you."

As he spoke, he performed a courteous circle bow.

Immediately, a faint whisper emerged from the crowd: "That's Song Zhui from Yuanhong Hall!"

In the Nine Provinces cultivation world, talents emerged in succession, and the old were replaced by the new. Despite many cultivators present who might not know who Song Zhui was, there was no one who didn't know of Yuanhong Hall.

After all, it was a 1st grade sect.

When Lu Ye had just entered the cultivation world, a female cultivator told him about the top ten 1st grade sects of Bingzhou, divided into one palace, two halls, three schools, and four sects; Yuanhong Hall was one of those two halls.

As a disciple of Yuanhong Hall, active on the Cloud River battlefield, Song Zhui was somewhat famous, but not everyone recognized him.

However, whether they recognized him didn't matter. He was of the Cloud River Level 9 and a disciple of Yuanhong Hall; those two identities were sufficient.

Still bearing his warm smile, Song Zhui continued, "Fellow Daoists have rushed here from various parts of the battlefield. There's no need for me to elaborate on why, as you all know perfectly well. I am fortunate to stand here today, only wishing to speak a few words from my heart."

His smile slowly faded, turning solemn: "Since ancient times, the Spirit Stream battlefield, the Cloud River battlefield, and even the entire Nine Provinces cultivation world have seen the confrontations between the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge and the Haotian Alliance. It is natural for cultivators to stand by their beliefs. Over many years, our mutual enmity has been as deep as the sea, sometimes with one side overpowering the other, but never decisively. However, ever since Righteous Blood Sect got Lu Yiye, the situation seems to have subtlety changed. In the Spirit Stream battlefield, countless Ten Thousand Demons Ridge Daoists died because of him, and many sects suffered great losses, especially in the inner circle and Core Circle… I had heard that dozens of sects in the inner circle were breached by him, and I couldn't believe it initially, but that's an irrefutable fact!"

"Furthermore, in the Core Circle, where only sects above 3rd grade reside, each endowed with extraordinary talents, it would take years to break through the defenses of even one sect. But since Lu Yiye set foot in the Core Circle, he has broken into dozens of these sects! And not just once, but twice, these Core Circle sects were forced to pay up protection money to avert disaster!"

At this point, Song Zhui's face was filled with sorrow and indignation, his expression becoming agitated: "I shall not hide this from you, my own Yuanhong Hall was among them. Perhaps many Fellow Daoists' sects here were involved too. This is a disgrace to us, a disgrace to the entire Ten Thousand Demons Ridge!"

The cadre of big sects in the Core Circle were extorted by Lu Ye not once but twice, forced to pay protection money. Although this was not a secret, rarely did any cultivator from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge dare to speak of it in public.

The shame was too great to admit!

Yet today, Song Zhui fearlessly spoke of these incidents, and the effect was surprisingly potent; many in the crowd had darkened expressions.

Cultivators are to their sects as the face is to their dignity. If a sect was humiliated, how could its disciples remain indifferent? It's fair to say that among the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators gathered here, a portion came for the bounty on Lu Ye, but many more were driven by hatred.

"We have all benefited from our sects' blessings and the dedicated instruction of our elders, which brought us our current achievements. When our younger brothers and sisters were bullied, we were not there! When our sect was insulted, we were not there! When our sect had to endure indignities, we still were not there!" Song Zhui's voice grew louder, his originally pleasant smile now replaced with an inspiring fury. He waved his hand emphatically, yelling, "We cannot manage the events of the Spirit Stream battlefield! But this here is the Cloud River battlefield, and Lu Yiye has come!"

He sharply pointed towards the direction of Great Reversal Valley: "He is right there inside! He is watching us, mocking us, laughing at how despite our numbers, we are embroiled in petty squabbles, laughing that we possess the power to level everything yet no one steps forward, laughing at us for being a herd without unity!"

From among the crowd below, Ming Zhe's blood boiled, and he clenched his fists, wishing he could loudly cheer!

Song Zhui's words resonated deeply with him.

Suddenly, he realized that there were discerning people among those of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge; they all understood the situation clearly, just lacked a leader.

Now that Song Zhui had stepped forward to lead, the cultivators of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had hope of banding together into a cord of hatred, a force capable of shattering both Great Reversal Valley and Lu Yiye!

Song Zhui took a deep breath, his impassioned speech calming down, slowly saying, "Fellow Daoists, I know that Lu Yiye carries an enormous bounty, one so large that even a tenth or a half of it could sustain anyone for a lifetime. But there's only one Lu Yiye, and so many of us have come this time. It's often said that uneven distribution invites discontent, and I understand the concerns in many Daoists' hearts, but are we really going to just watch, always on guard against each other, allowing Lu Yiye to mock us from within? If so, then what future does Ten Thousand Demons Ridge have?"

Immediately, someone spoke out, "Senior Brother Song, since you have stepped forward, why not lead us in this operation? We will all follow your command, and I believe other Daoists will be willing as well."

"Yes, yes, let Senior Brother Song take command."

"We will follow Senior Brother Song's orders!"

"..."

From various parts of the crowd, voices of agreement echoed.

Song Zhui's face was once again filled with a smile, as he bowed again, "Thanks to everyone's support, since I have stepped forward on my own, I indeed have this intention, after all, we cannot just keep waiting like this. Of course, if any Fellow Daoist finds this inappropriate, feel free to speak up. Song is not a narrow-minded person."

With the atmosphere set to this extent, who would dare to stand out and object? Objecting to Song Zhui at this time would only incite public outrage.

Moreover, with Song Zhui's cultivation and background laid bare, even if there were cultivators present whose cultivation was not inferior to his, they would not possibly embarrass him at this moment.

With a slight lift of his hand, he pressed down twice in the air, and the noisy voices gradually subsided.

Song Zhui continued, "Lu Yiye must die, this spirit ground must be broken, but Song is not doing this for the reward, instead, I am aiming to eliminate a threat for the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. I have specifically studied Lu Yiye; although his cultivation is still low, he has accomplished many things that no one has been able to accomplish since ancient times. During his time on the Spirit Stream battlefield, he created chaos. Now in the Cloud River battlefield, although there are no astonishing actions, just the last hunt has shown that if he does not die, he will definitely become a major threat to us at Ten Thousand Demons Ridge! I believe no one's sect would like to see him rise, otherwise, they wouldn't issue so many rewards."

"Moreover, based on various intelligence I obtained earlier, Lu Yiye has set up many formations in this spirit ground, especially the Great Sky Prohibition Array. Just recently, a Fellow Daoist lost his life because of it. Additionally, there are nearly three hundred demon wolves in this spirit ground, not to be underestimated. Of course, with so many of us here, we already possess enough power to crush the opposition. Still, I must remind everyone to be cautious. Although the reward is appealing, one must still be alive to enjoy it."

"As for the reward after killing Lu Yiye... I will take the responsibility to tally it in advance, and all fellow Daoists who participate will share Lu Yiye's reward equally! Of course, this task needs some help. If any clever and skilled female cultivator is willing to assist me later, you can come to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, many were surprised, truly not expecting Song Zhui to make such a decision.

The reward on Lu Yiye was indeed substantial, but if it was to be divided among so many people present, it would not amount to much, merely a windfall.

Better something than nothing.

Moreover, Song Zhui was right; this time, killing Lu Yiye was mainly to eliminate a threat for Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, and the reward was secondary.

Furthermore, with so many moving together, there was practically no risk, so the reward was practically free.

At the entrance of Great Reversal Valley, the scattered Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were rallied by Song Zhui's words. Although some were not too satisfied, the overall situation was such, and they could hardly resist.

Song Zhui spoke some more, simply reminding the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators to take care of themselves, further convincing everyone of his good character.

After Song Zhui finished speaking, several female cultivators volunteered, found him, and following Song Zhui's arrangements, they excitedly began to tally the names, backgrounds, and affiliations of the cultivators participating in the strong assault on Great Reversal Valley.

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Although there were many cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, the efficiency of the several female cultivators was also very high. In less than half an hour, several jade slips were presented before Song Zhui.

He smiled warmly at the female cultivators, "Thank you for your hard work, sisters."

The reactions of the female cultivators varied; some responded with a smile, some were bashfully silent, and others even took the initiative to exchange battlefield marks with Song Zhui, who naturally did not refuse.

After dealing with the several female cultivators, Song Zhui began to examine the content of the jade slips.

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside him, "Doesn't your conscience hurt when you do this?"

There was only a voice, no figure, and even when someone passed by Song Zhui, there was no indication of their presence.

Song Zhui, head bowed, mouth slightly moving, whispered, "Definitely, you're not the only hidden ghost cultivator here. You better not let someone else get ahead. Ying Wuji, I trusted you and teamed up with you, and I've gone to great lengths to motivate these people. Don't disappoint me."