Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1270 - 760: The Struggle at Kaiyuan Prefecture

"Senior Brother, we’re just going to let it go like this?"

"What else? You want me to pull out a magic artifact and duel with him in broad daylight?"

The two figures hurried back to their own dojo, Hua Ming’s face filled with resentment. "So what if we duel? Senior Brother, your cultivation is a whole level above his. If you ask me, we should just teach him a lesson, make him lose face at Heavenly Tower Mountain, and see if he still dares to stay at that Immortal Temple."

"After all, he doesn’t have a master and isn’t counted among our Three Immortals Sect disciples!"

At this point, Hua Ming suddenly paused. "Right, he isn’t one of our Three Immortals Sect, so we don’t necessarily have to confront him in broad daylight. We can just deal with him secretly..."

Why bother teaching him a lesson, just kill that lunatic and be done with it.

However, before he could finish his sentence, a crisp slap already landed on his face.

Slap!

Hao Ming Zhenren stopped in his tracks, his eyes coldly sweeping over. "If you keep talking nonsense, don’t blame me for not considering our brotherly bond."

Though his progress had been slow, it was steady. But because of the other party’s provocation, he had lost a Great Demon for nothing and had a belly full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent it. This little thing dared to speak so recklessly.

Such things, how could they be brought to light?

There was no precedent for internal strife within the same sect across the entire North Continent.

Indeed, that Taixu Pill Emperor currently didn’t have a master, but if he hadn’t formed ties with Lingxu Cave, then Yun Miao Senior Brother should be the one taking over Heavenly Tower Mountain now.

"..."

Hua Ming dazedly covered his cheek.

They had failed to seize the dojo and he had received a slap for no reason, making it hard for him to accept.

He gritted his teeth, taking a few deep breaths, his face flushed red. "Now that many Heavenly Prides have left the North Continent, and with the Bodhi Sect interfering, the situation is already different from before. If Senior Brother continues to do things cautiously, sooner or later, there will be a big loss!"

Upon hearing this, Hao Ming Zhenren instinctively raised his palm but then hesitated to let it fall.

In fact, what the other party said was not without reason.

In the past, because the power of the Three Immortals Sect was much stronger than that of the Divine Dynasty, the entire process of breaking the continent was extremely fast, and the division of dojos was mostly a matter of luck.

Many people took advantage of this momentum, such as himself...

Only with many Heavenly Prides holding down the fort, others dared not act rashly and break the rules.

Now that this group had left, those who had failed to get enough dojos due to bad luck back then would inevitably seize this last opportunity.

In such a situation, how many people would be willing to abide by the rules, that was hard to say.

If one had never tasted the flavor of the Emperor’s Aura, that would be one thing. But having already bitten into it, making people spit it out again, others might not understand, but Hao Ming Zhenren would not mind fighting them to the death.

Moreover, with the Bodhi Sect as a cover, if someone had a mind to kill a fellow disciple secretly, they could still pin the blame on those monks.

Being among the originally weaker group, how could they not feel a sense of self-preservation?

"Sigh."

Thinking of this, Hao Ming Zhenren let out a deep sigh. Just imagining the scenario of once-friendly fellow disciples turning on each other, filled his face with sorrow.

"Rather than sitting and waiting for death, it’s better to strike first, Senior Brother." Hua Ming removed his hand from his face, speaking through gritted teeth.

"Enough, I know what to do."

Hao Ming Zhenren interrupted his junior brother again, but his tone was no longer as cold, having softened considerably.

With that, he looked sideways towards the edge of the dojo.

After the White Ape had left, some people gradually began to look towards Heavenly Tower Mountain, and though there were no boundaries separating, the difference between the two dojos was extremely stark.

One side was a stinking ruin, while the other, although not great, had at least returned to a semblance of normalcy.

Among the refugees were wealthy merchants from before the city fell, their eyes glued to the previously-dismissed adobe huts, filled with a look of longing and envy.

Comparison is feared in everything.

These pig-like beings, who once were grateful just to have their lives and something to eat and drink, now dared to aspire for more.

"Such insidious means." Hua Ming also caught on, realizing that the neighbor, while not sending out Great Demons to do the job, was subtly competing for incense offerings.

"..."

Hao Ming Zhenren remained silent for a long time, then waved his sleeve to summon a disciple, coldly instructing, "Do whatever Heavenly Tower Mountain does... no, do it better!"

A few adobe huts, plus water and food that could be taken at will, meant nothing to the Immortals.

But competing for incense offerings this way, everyone had no choice but to follow suit, which would only slow down the efficiency of all the disciples in gathering Emperor’s Aura. In the past, such behavior would have been reprimanded by senior brothers and sisters long ago.

But now, with no one paying attention, Hao Ming Zhenren could only resort to this.

First, stabilize the hearts of the people within his dojo, and as for the arrogant Southern Continent’s exile, the debt from today’s killing of the White Ape, he would surely repay in the future!

...

Under Heavenly Tower Mountain.

Ordinary people found it difficult to hear the conversations happening in the skies, and even the figures of the Immortals were somewhat blurry.

They all looked up, staring intently.

Until the White Ape was torn to pieces, turning into a rain of blood.

In the next moment, fueled by Monster Blood, someone unknown started it first. The cheering was hidden with a hint of violence, full of celebration, eventually merging into a wave-like chant of the name of Taixu True Monarch.