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Chapter 228 - 225 Tai Yi, has always been a gentle person!

Chapter 228: Chapter 225 Tai Yi, has always been a gentle person!

"Sect Master, the Primordial Yang Sect Master is seated there, what could he possibly want? He can’t still be hoping for Divine Emperor’s forgiveness."

A lean young man, draped in a white robe, looked disdainfully in the direction of the Primordial Yang Sect.

As the Saint Heir of the Cloud Mist Sect, he certainly knew how good the Primordial Yang Sect’s initial hand was.

They didn’t need to do anything, just needed to protect Liang Si. Given the Divine Emperor’s nature, they never should have ended up in such a sorry state.

"Saint Heir, choose your words wisely! The affairs of the Primordial Yang Sect Master are for His Majesty to decide. It’s not our place to jest about them," the figure seated at the forefront of the mountain peak slowly spoke.

Shrouded in a faint mist, his body wasn’t clear to vision, but one could still sense that his gaze was always fixed on where the Primordial Yang Sect was situated.

Not just him, even the four people behind him were doing the same.

They were on guard against the Primordial Yang Sect Master’s desperate moves, possibly assaulting the stronghold of the Beast Taming Sect.

When that happened, they would be the first to act and claim great merit.

"Sigh,"

a sigh tinged with helplessness reverberated through the mountain peak.

The Cloud Mist Sect was situated in Yunzhou. To say they had no plans initially, how could that be?

They not only had plans but also put them into action.

At the first moment of memory’s arrival, led by the Sect Master and with the Supreme Elders, they rushed towards Huaiyuan Town.

However, they were halted by an unknown powerhouse midway, missing the chance to assist that person.

Thereafter, the whole of Yunzhou fell into chaos.

Powerhouses from all the major forces, along with those old recluses who hid themselves, all leaped out, fighting fierce battles and slaughtering in madness.

Even the Cloud Mist Sect had been breached several times, with one Supreme Elder killed in action and another gravely wounded.

The sect was forced to declare a seclusion to protect itself.

Only recently, since His Majesty truly rose in power, did they reopen their doors and come to visit.

They should have had a far more glorious future!

At the same time, a meeting was being convened in the grand hall of the Beast Taming Sect.

Upon the dark stone floor, paved with unique rocks, a number of figures were seated, most emitting the aura of divine veins or Primordial Spirits.

There were the heads of the seven great families from Jiaozhou, the Longevity Hall Master from Manzhou, and the current leaders of the Sunset, Sunshot, and Sundance tribes, several masters from Divine Soldiers Valley, as well as two women close to Liang Hui—Su Yao and Tang Tang.

One could say, except for the twenty-three Cave Masters who were still en route, the grand hall had already gathered the backbone of the Divine Court.

It was worthy of being called the strongest force in the world.

And at the very front on a meditation cushion, a middle-aged man dressed in the magnificent attire of Myriad Beasts sat cross-legged, his face kindly gazing at the many figures in the hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, with the Primordial Yang Sect Master blocking our sect entrance, it isn’t convenient for our disciples to come and go. Let’s ask him to leave,"

suggested Ji Lu, seemingly seeking the opinion of the assembly, but in reality, his eyes were looking towards the two beautiful shadows seated at the very front.

One was dressed in a black gown, with delicate features and lively eyes.

The other was draped in a green robe, cool in demeanor, with her black hair tied into a ponytail.

Su Yao idly toyed with an illusory shadow of a bell, tilted her head to glance at the aged zombie seated beside her, and then at the four young men and women behind her, each with a distinct temperament.

Then her face blossomed into a shallow smile, looking across at Tang Tang.

"Sister, what do you think of Sect Master Ji Lu’s suggestion? Should we trouble the seniors to take action and ask the Primordial Yang Sect Master to leave?"

"This is for the seniors to decide on their own. It isn’t for a junior like me to question," Tang Tang said as she sat on the cushion, caressing the Mystic Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer resting on her knees.

"You’re right, sister," Su Yao’s smile deepened, and she bowed her head, remaining silent.

For a while, the hall fell silent once more, with no one willing to speak first. Or perhaps besides Tang Tang and Su Yao, who else had the authority to make a decision?

After a moment, Ji Lu spoke again slowly.

"Divine Emperor Your Majesty has gone to the southern barbarians and has yet to return. It isn’t fitting for the Primordial Yang Sect to linger in front of our sect."

"We should go and persuade him to leave, and if that doesn’t work, we’ll have to take action to expel him."

"Good! The Sect Master speaks the truth," someone finally voiced their agreement.

Ji Lu did not hesitate and stood up, walking towards the exit of the grand hall.

Many martial experts followed closely behind him.

Soon, only Su Yao, Tang Tang, and the people from their backing forces remained in the grand hall.

Su Yao dissipated the illusory bell in her palm, rose to her feet, and walked gracefully toward the green-robed woman.

"Sister, I heard that this time the Yuanyang Cult’s divine maiden has also arrived."

"What are you trying to say?" Tang Tang stood up, slinging her war hammer on her back, and looked at the woman opposite her.

"She!" Su Yao began earnestly, "once saved Hui’s life. In the ancient temple of Huaiyuan Town, it was she who pulled His Majesty out of the mire."

Su Yao’s expression was serious and her lively eyes sincere.

She watched Tang Tang intently, a sly smile fleetingly crossing her pretty face, and continued speaking:

"Hui also once escorted the divine maiden across the lands of Jing and Chu Provinces, traversing hundreds of thousands of li of mountains and rivers, vanquishing many foes."

"And the divine maiden, the path she follows, is worthy of heaven and earth, of the common people."

As her words ended,

Su Yao did not wait for Tang Tang to respond and had already led the old zombie and the four young men and women following her out of the palace.

Tang Tang’s eyes held contemplation as her hand slowly smoothed out the creases on her sleeve.

"She intentionally said that for you to hear, Mystic Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer Master," the Divine Armament Valley Master on one side said, unable to hold back from speaking.

"I know."

A serious look began to form on the cold countenance of Tang Tang as she took steps towards the exit of the grand hall.

"But she is indeed faultless!"

"And moreover, enough people have already died."

The Divine Armament Valley Master watched the receding figure and sighed softly.

"Your master was right; you are too kind."

"Countless lives have been lost across the provinces of Chu Nation by the billions. Were they ever wrong? Now, they’ve all turned to dust."

"A drawn sword won’t sheath until it has killed all enemies and cleared the world of all unpleasantries and objects."

The woman’s forward stride paused slightly, her head tilting gently to the side, revealing a soft contour of her face.

"All living beings apply pressure and malice; the strong arbitrarily manipulate and scheme, creating all of this."

Tang Tang’s eyes held memories, as if transported back to the very first meeting between the two of them.

That figure driving a carriage, traveling down the road.

Although Tai Yi wore a mask, with vigilant eyes, she still saw the confusion, madness, and sorrow at the deepest part of those eyes.

"Tai Yi, has always been a gentle person."

"Some deserve death, while others can be allowed to live."

The mountain breeze brushed against the woman’s robe, as she repeated the words once spoken in the Thunderfire Secret Realm.

"Gentle?"

The Divine Armament Valley Master, along with the numerous silent weapon masters, were taken aback.

They watched as the graceful figure disappeared into the grand hall.

Su Yao walked alongside the river, passing by various precious herbs and inhaling the fresh fragrance.

The old zombie following behind her couldn’t hold back any longer and asked, "Saint Heir, why did you speak those words?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"Subordinate, dare not," the old zombie replied with respect, bowing deeply.

There was no trace of the pride typical of strong spiritual lineage practitioners; towards the woman, the zombie showed utter subservience.