The other disciples also gathered around, their faces filled with sorrow and anger, their eyes bloodshot, and their voices trembling.
“Yes, Lord Temple Master! The Temple doesn’t treat us like humans at all! They wiped out Elder Zhang and mocked us in every way. Now they want us to do menial jobs and patrol the foot of the mountain! This isn’t accepting us; this is treating us like slaves!”
“Lord, let us rebel! Let us fight them! Rather than living a life full of humiliation and shame, let us fight a glorious battle, and even if we die, let us die with dignity!”
“Lord! Just give the order! We are willing to follow You and fight to the death!”
Shen Tong berhenti di tempatnya.
He slowly turned around.
Looking at these young faces, and witnessing the sadness, hatred, grievances, and anger in their eyes, I felt endless pain and heartache.
These disciples are the future of the temple.
They should be passionate, respected, and have a bright future.
However, due to his defeat and incompetence as the head of the temple, he fell into this predicament.
Shen Tong remained silent for a very, very long time.
He slowly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and deep, but containing an undeniable and undeniable authority.
Do you think I don’t want to fight?
He slowly raised his hand and opened his palm.
Bloodstains could be seen on the palm of his hand, from a wound that had been pierced by his fingernail and had not yet healed.
“Just now, when that elder died before my eyes, the anger in my heart was stronger than the anger of all of you. I wished I could charge in and fight Yao Chen to the death, at all costs, to avenge him!”
“But I can’t.”
He raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the faces of every disciple present, speaking slowly and deliberately, his tone heavy as iron.
“Behind me are you. There are over two hundred last embers of the temple, the last hope. If I act impulsively, if I act rashly, if I rebel, if I become angry, if I take action… you will all die.”
“None of them will survive.”
“At that time, the temple will be completely destroyed. Ten thousand years of foundation, the hard work of countless ancestors, will completely disappear, leaving not even a glimmer of opportunity to turn things around or a chance for revenge.”
“I can die, I’m not afraid of dying. I’ve lived for ten thousand years, that’s enough. But I can’t take you all with me to die, I can’t bury the last hope of this temple myself.”
His voice became louder, heavier, and more emphatic.
“I will remember the humiliation I suffered today.”
“Yao Chen’s ridicule, the humiliation of the Divine Hall, Elder Zhang’s tragic death—I remember it all, engraved in my heart and soul!”
He clenched his fists tightly, blood dripping from his palms again, terrifying cruelty radiating from his eyes.
“But now we have to bear it.”
“When you are under someone’s roof, you must lower your head. As long as the green hills remain, there is always firewood to burn. Only by surviving, only by persevering, only by preserving our strength, can we have a chance to turn things around, only then can we hope for revenge!”
“One day, later.”
“One day, I will guide you back to the peak of your glory!”
“I will make the Sacred Hall, Yao Chen, and everyone who has humiliated us and trampled on our dignity today pay the most terrible price for everything they have done today!”
“Blood debt must be repaid with blood!”
“The grudge against the temple must be washed away in blood!”
His voice, loud and resonant, echoed for a long time on the silent mountain path.
As the temple disciples listened to his words, their anger, frustration, and hatred gradually subsided.
Instead, there is a deep determination, a patient belief waiting to be released.
As they looked at that divine power, hope and loyalty reignited in their eyes.
They all knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Shen Tong, their voices in unison and firm.
“We swear to follow our Lord to the death! We will endure the humiliation and wait for our chance! One day, we will take revenge for our debt and repay it in blood!”
Shen Tong nodded and said no more.
He slowly turned around and walked back to the foot of the mountain.
His silhouette, illuminated by the holy light of the Holy Light Peak, looked extremely lonely and desolate.
However, behind that lonely figure, there is an extraordinarily firm and persistent strength.
Be patient with temporary humiliations to gain future opportunities.
This enmity is irreconcilable.
Meanwhile.
At the top of the Holy Light Mountain, inside the main hall of the temple.
Yao Chen remained seated on his throne, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had everything under control.
He had seen everything clearly through his divine sense.
An elder stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked in a low voice and a confused and worried expression, “Teacher, I really don’t understand.”
Men with supernatural powers are cunning, cunning, and very ambitious. Even though he was unlucky now, he was still a big threat. Leaving him alive would only bring trouble sooner or later. Why not take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate them all at once, eliminating future problems and ensuring there are no future worries?
FAQ Novel
Q: Why did Shen Tong accept the mission without complaint?
A: Despite internal turmoil, Shen Tong outwardly accepted the mission respectfully, bowing deeply to express gratitude to the Master.
Q: How did the other temple disciples react to the situation?
A: The disciples followed Shen Tong silently, filled with anger, humiliation, shame, and sorrow, but dared not act due to the temple master’s presence.
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