All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 842 - 165: Bright Mirror Five Heroes - Part 1 (6200)_3

Chapter 842: Chapter 165: Bright Mirror Five Heroes - Part 1 (6200)_3

He calmly evaluated, "I think you know you are wrong and are just in a hurry, so you’re this angry."

"The war is still on, so let’s leave it for now. When the war is over, not to mention you forcing the royal family to defect, you will definitely have to go up the mountain and beg for forgiveness for detaining the Bright Mirror Sect’s true transmissions without cause."

"If I do not kill them, do you think the royal family would tolerate a non-royal to wield all the power? When the war is over, won’t I be at their mercy?!"

General Jue’er was indeed anxious. At this moment, he wanted to apply more pressure, but he found that the Weapon Fiend in his hand couldn’t suppress them at all—the strength of the five true transmissions from the Bright Mirror Sect in front of him was extraordinary, especially Nan Huaijing, the leader. Even though he was lacking in quantity, in terms of the quality of the Spiritual Fiend, he could already rival him?

This was indeed a Divine Repository seed, a future sect True Person...

After some contemplation, he reluctantly stopped, withdrew his Divine Skill. He had wanted to kill in the heat of the moment, but once he calmed down, General Jue’er didn’t actually dare to really do anything to this group of true transmissions from the Bright Mirror Sect: "After all, do you think it’s just me who wants to kill that group of royals? Go ask on the street! Ask everyone, see if they want to kill them!"

"This is our internal hatred within the Bai Bu. Your mercy only allows this chaos to continue!"

"If we don’t seize this chance and use the Heavenly Demon as an excuse to wipe them out, in the future, the royals and those close to them will surely kill us, turning back to their hometown, starting a counterattack and vendetta, by then, won’t there still be hatred, won’t there still be the soil for the Heavenly Demon to grow?"

"You people from the sects... Ultimately, we Bai Bu are just your playthings!"

He waved his hand, his figure once again turned into Blood Qi of Weapon Fiend and disappeared, leaving only a cold order to evict them: "Leave, report to your masters at the sect however you like!"

"Even if you drag me to Visible Empty Mountain, I have done nothing wrong. If we want stability in the Jue’er Tribe, those old royals must die, the quicker the better!"

"Guards, open the gates! Let these people from the sects leave!"

The gates opened, giving the five true transmissions a way out.

They looked at each other, surprised that General Jue’er, who seemed quite irate, had let them go just like that—they thought at least he would exchange a few more blows with them.

It wasn’t until they really left the camp and arrived at the desolate, bloodstained, corpse-littered streets of the Jue’er Main City that they could fully confirm it.

"What General Jue’er said wasn’t wrong either."

After leaving the camp, Sun Xuan shook his head. Being a native of Dust Li, he understood the ways of the Bai Bu well: "The internal strife within the Bai Bu has always been like this, it hasn’t changed in thousands of years. If the general doesn’t seize the moment to kill the old royals, someone will surely attribute his achievements to the royals when the war ends, and he won’t be able to protect himself. We wouldn’t save him either."

"But he could have talked to us, letting him return to the sect as a Guest Elder isn’t difficult."

What Sun Xuan was most displeased about was this point. Killing a few old royals was a common occurrence for the Bai Bu: "Or he could have asked us to leave earlier, and then claim the old royals went missing, killed by the Heavenly Demon, such small matters don’t need verification anyway."

"I guess General Jue’er thought it was a trivial matter, so he didn’t talk to us."

Qu Yan looked at the Jue’er Tribe soldiers salvaging materials from the ruins beside her. She couldn’t help but sigh, sweeping away the heavy rubble on the ruins with one hammer. Amidst their grateful voices, she shook her head and walked back: "Could it be that we really were meddling too much?"

"Not likely." Qi Hezheng said softly, always getting to the essence of the issue: "Over the past few decades, the Heavenly Demon has been inciting hatred among the various tribes—generals and royals, upper and lower classes, merchants and herdsmen, men and women, sect martial artists and tribe martial artists. They have been incessantly dividing the tribes, causing resentment to soar, masking the true problems."

"Even without the Heavenly Demon, this fire of hatred would have ignited. The Heavenly Demon is a primer, but now, the hatred between the Bai Bu is real and tangible. Even if the Great Demon Hunting ends, the Bai Bu’s war will likely continue until this generation kills itself off completely, only then will a new peace come."

"No."

Gu Fei furrowed his brows, feeling that the source of his discomfort lay elsewhere: "I always felt that General Jue’er’s hatred towards us didn’t just stem from this... He truly resents the sects, even though we deliberately came down the mountain, risking our lives to help him."

"Despite fighting alongside us, he has no goodwill towards us at all. He even feels like we’re pretending to do good deeds—why such deep-seated animosity? That’s what I don’t understand, and what makes me uncomfortable."

"Gu is right."

It was then that Nan Huaijing, who had been silent, spoke with a heavy tone: "Indeed, he hates us... Because the hatred exploited by the Heavenly Demon can also be exploited by humans."

"Now that I think about it, it’s likely not all the Heavenly Demon’s doing. The inherent nature of the Dust Li Bai Bu’s mutual hatred, their ease of division and internal strife, is something our sects have deliberately designed."

With these words, the other four were momentarily stunned, and then they understood.

Being true transmissions from the sects, each of them was extremely intelligent, needing only a hint to grasp the situation of the Bai Bu, provided they thought in the right direction.

"No wonder General Jue’er was so furious."

Realizing this, Gu Fei finally understood the constant dissatisfaction and anger on the general’s face, because in the eyes of these Bai Bu people, it was always the heavy hand of the sects that led them to exhaustion. Before the Heavenly Demon, did the Bai Bu not have internal strife? With the arrival of the Heavenly Demon, it just became more brutal.