CHAPTER 2475 SEETHING RESENTMENT
“Everyone, now that we have taken off our masks in violation of the regulations, that means we're in the same boat. If we don't unite, we'll be condemned by the heavens. We must think of a way to save our family members and disciples. We've been serving Lord Tanner of Evil Heart Sect discreetly for the past decades, but in the end, we're nothing but pawns. Skylar is now using our disciples as his resources for cultivation. He has crossed the line!” Quindon's expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
“What do you think we should do, Mr. Yuchamore? We're willing to obey your orders. As cultivators, we should abandon all worldly emotions and desires, but we're still humans. We can't sit on our hands when our family members and disciples are in trouble,” Angus, the leader of Violet Fulmina Sect of the Gate of Earth's secret realm, uttered.
“That's right. We'll heed your orders, Mr. Yuchamore. After all, none of us is as strong as the Yuchamore family,” one of the purple-robed emissaries chimed in.
Suddenly, Windmist, the leader of Windmoon Valley of Gate of Mountain's secret realm, suggested, “I think it's going to be tough for the few of us to rescue our families and disciples. We don't know how strong Lord Tanner is, and I doubt we're strong enough to take him on! Should we link up with someone else to take Evil Heart Sect down? If we do that, perhaps we'll have a higher chance of winning.”
“Who do you have in mind, Mr. Windmist?” Quindon asked.
“Jared Chance...” Windmist answered.
Everyone at the scene was stunned when they heard Jared's name being mentioned. We all hold a deep grudge against Jared, no? He even killed two of the purple-robed emissaries. Besides, Jared killed Windmist's disciple, Windshadow. Why does Windmist still want to work together with Jared?
“Mr. Windmist, you know what the situation is like between us and Jared. Do you think he will help us?” Angus asked.
“If he's smart, he will help us. After all, his girlfriend is stuck in the secret realm of Divine Quest Sect. Furthermore, we have nothing to do with the feud he has with Evil Heart Sect. We joined Evil Heart Sect and became purple-robed emissaries because we wanted to have a strong foothold in the mundane world after the recovery of spiritual energy. We're supposed to be working with Evil Heart Sect, but Lord Tanner is killing and using our disciples as resources. He even captured our families to have control over us. Therefore, we must get Jared to work with us! Jared is the only person who can stop the recovery of spiritual energy. Moreover, he's stronger than all of us. If the recovery of spiritual energy fails, Lord Tanner will be at his wits' end. By then, he might give up on Evil Heart Sect's secret realm and go to Ethereal Realm. If that happens, our disciples and families will be safe, no? We can work with Jared to increase our chance of saving our families!” Windmist explained to the others.
Quindon agreed with Windmist's suggestion, so the former said, “Mr. Windmist is right. We should seek to partner up with Jared. Although he killed Mr. Windmist's disciple, Mr. Windmist could still move on. The rest of us don't have a deep grudge against Jared, so I think he will accept our proposal. However, this is an important matter. Who's willing to persuade Jared? At the same time, we must avoid letting Lord Tanner find out about our plans. Otherwise, we, along with our families, will be killed.”
As soon as those words fell, those six purple-robed emissaries exchanged glances. No one was willing to volunteer because none of them was confident they could convince Jared. Looking for Jared is a risky thing to do!
Seeing that, Quindon let out a sigh and said, “Since no one is willing to go, I guess I'll be the one having a chat with Jared.”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
After the discussion, the six purple-robed emissaries put their masks back on and left.
Meanwhile, in order to increase his cultivation level, Skylar was cultivating by absorbing energy from more than a dozen people every day.
None of those six purple-robed emissaries dared to speak up, so they had to watch their disciples get sacrificed every day.