Published: January 1, 2025
"How infuriating!"
The two guarding disciples roared in anger, their fists striking the ground with a thunderous boom.
"What’s going on?"
At that moment, several streaks of light descended, revealing a middle-aged man surrounded by sword energy. Upon seeing the blood on Yan Shixiong and Liu Shimei, his expression changed slightly.
"You’re injured, what on earth happened?"
The middle-aged man’s expression shifted.
"It’s the forces from Tianyuan Sect and Blood Shadow Cult. Their people have stationed near our Ancient Path Sect, not allowing us to go out to collect Holy Herbs and Holy Crystals, nor can we enter the Sword Tomb."
Liu Shimei immediately replied.
"Tianyuan Sect? And Blood Shadow Cult..."
The middle-aged man clenched his fists, making crunching sounds, his body radiating killing intent.
"Elder Wu, take us out to kill them. Yan Shixiong, where are the people from Tianyuan Sect? Let Elder Wu lead us to properly confront them; I refuse to believe they are indomitable."
One of the guarding disciples spoke in a low voice.
"Enough, stop talking nonsense. Have you all forgotten the teachings of the Sect Master?"
Elder Wu coldly rebuked, glancing at Yan Yuanlong and Liu Wushuang, then sighed, "You two, go back and heal. Do not act recklessly. This time, you did the right thing. I will inform the Sect Master about this matter, and let the Sect Master think of a solution. Perhaps it's time for our Ancient Path Sect to relocate again."
One disciple's expression changed, gritting his teeth, "Elder Wu, we've already moved our Ancient Path Sect here. Are we going to move somewhere else again?"
Yan Shixiong said solemnly, "Yes, Elder Wu, we indeed cannot stay here any longer. The pressure from the enemies is growing closer. We must report back to the Sect Master and leave. Staying here will only lead to our Ancient Path Sect being trapped."
"Where can we go if we leave here?"
That more straightforward guarding disciple shouted, "We’ve already moved from the core of the Sword Tomb to here. Continuing to move won't solve the problem; those forces only want to trap our Ancient Path Sect. In my opinion, we should fight back. Hiding is not a solution."
The older youth in front shook his head, "Liu Shidi, don’t say that. Elder Wu and the Sect Master must have their own difficulties."
"Difficulties? What difficulties? Our Ancient Path Sect is getting weaker day by day, constantly bullied by other forces? Does hiding help? Now they’ve come right to our doorstep. Although my talent isn’t great, I know that the current tribulations will only make me work harder in cultivation. If I can't match others in resources, I'll compensate with double the time. Being insulted by others will only ignite my fighting spirit. One day, I will strengthen our Ancient Path Sect and watch us stand proud over the world."
"But if we keep hiding, our Ancient Path Sect will only grow weaker. Elder Wu, you all have seen it. Other forces have already bullied us to this extent, and even Yan Shixiong and Liu Shimei are injured. Are we just going to endure? I say we should fight back. I, Liu Xingyu, am willing to take the lead. Even if I die, I want them to know our Ancient Path Sect is not weak."
Liu Xingyu shouted in frustration, tears welling in his eyes.
"Liu Shidi!"
Yan Yuanlong stared blankly at Liu Xingyu. In his mind, Liu Shidi had always been a carefree person, speaking to others with a smile, lacking seriousness. He had even been mocked by the senior brothers before, and no one expected that deep down, he held so many thoughts.
"I..." Liu Xingyu was at a loss for words. In the Ancient Path Sect, he was considered quite a remarkable talent. When he joined the Sword Extermination Sect, he secretly vowed that one day, he would use his talent to make the Sword Extermination Sect flourish. But who knew that over the years, the Sword Extermination Sect had become increasingly miserable, even changing its name to Ancient Path Sect.
To this day, he had already forgotten his original vow, as reality was too cruel. No matter how high his talent was, without resources, he could not match those less talented than him.