Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Gao Zhang’s Call to Arms Chapter 110: Gao Zhang’s Call to Arms Of course, the turmoil befalling the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s party didn’t escape the attention of the other nine major sects.

Except for the Starry Abyss Sect, whose members were already aware of the deadly conflict between Jiang Chen and the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain, the high-ranking individuals from the remaining eight sects were unaware.

Thus, it was understandable for them to be taken by surprise when disaster suddenly struck Gao Zhang and his companions.

“Who would have guessed that Lord Jiang Chen would hold a grudge against the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain!” exclaimed one elder from a rival sect, unable to conceal his astonishment.

“Seriously, what a stroke of bad luck for them!

I bet that crafty Gao Zhang is shaking in his boots right now, hehe.

With his mediocre skills, Lord Jiang Chen could wipe him out without even breaking a sweat,” another added, delighting in their misfortune, with a chuckle.

“Yet, I’m curious to find out what the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain did to provoke such wrath from Lord Jiang Chen.” No matter if they were aboard the flying artifacts of the Heavenly Blade School, the Floating Spirit Sect, the Ice Heart School, the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, the Divine Wind School, or the Azure Jade Sect, cultivators from these various sects engaged in quiet discussions, a sense of gossip and schadenfreude surrounding them.

They then strained their ears, eager to catch every word of Jiang Chen’s story.

It wasn’t long before Jiang Chen started to unveil the malevolent actions of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain that led to the destruction of the Ning Clan, a clan affiliated with their own sect.

A Grand Elder from one of the listening sects couldn’t contain his astonishment, commenting, “So that’s what really happened!” “It’s appalling that the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain would commit such a heinous act,” remarked a female elder, equally shocked by the revelations.

“True, disagreements within a sect are normal, but the actions of Gao Zhang and his faction are completely out of line.” “The Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain has truly sealed its fate for destruction by Jiang Chen!” The cultivators from various sects discussed the situation with a deeper understanding.

Among them, the Floating Spirit Sect and the Ice Heart School, known for their predominantly female membership, experienced a collective wave of outrage towards the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.

Their glares grew noticeably colder, mirroring a unified disdain.

It was at this critical moment that Jiang Chen’s voice rose above the whispers, commanding attention.

“I am sure by now you understand that Ning Xian is my woman,” he stated unequivocally, his tone brooking no argument.

“So, I won’t boast about purifying the world or battling evil.

My purpose is straightforward: since you are the enemies Ning Xian seeks to kill in her family’s name, I will act as the sword to fulfill that vow.

Today, not one member of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain will escape my fury, and anyone who dares to obstruct me will meet the same end.” Positioned dominantly over the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s flying artifact, Jiang Chen’s voice was as chilling as the winds that howl through the netherworld.

His final words stood as a stark warning to the other sects.

As Jiang Chen’s formidable aura of murderous intent swept through the area, members of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain found themselves shivering in fear.

Overwhelmed by the pressure, many experienced mental collapses, pleading for mercy with cries of despair.

“Lord Jiang Chen, please, give us a chance to repent and make amends for our actions!” a terrified shout pierced the tense atmosphere.

“Lord Jiang Chen, we beseech you, spare our lives.

We have valuable skills in alchemy!” another, hoping to bargain for their life, implored.

“Lord Jiang Chen, I played no part in the mistreatment of the Ning Clan.

I joined as a guest elder much later!” yet a different person tried to dissociate themselves from the crimes committed.

“…” The pleas continued relentlessly, but all they elicited from Jiang Chen was a dismissive “Hmph!” His cold demeanor left no room for doubt among the onlookers; he had no intention of showing any mercy.

Meanwhile, many cultivators from the other nine major sects found the continuous begging annoying, covering their ears in frustration.

They exchanged glances of confusion and impatience, silently wondering why Jiang Chen hadn’t yet put an end to the relentless pleas once and for all.

In a moment charged with tension, Gao Zhang, who had remained silent until this point, finally lifted his head.

Initially, he gave Jiang Chen, looming above him, a look of panic.

Then, rather than joining his sect members in their pleas for mercy, he turned his appeal outward, addressing it to the representatives of the other sects gathered around.

“Zhang Li!

Huang Ming!

Liu Shang!” he shouted, his voice filled with a blend of desperation and urgency.

“Our four sects have roots in the Bright Cloud Continent.

You can’t just stand by as we face our destruction!

Remember, a chain is only as strong as its weakest link.

Jiang Chen’s thirst for eradication won’t end with just my Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.

Once we’re gone, who’s to say you won’t be next?” His appeal expanded as he turned to the wider audience.

“This isn’t just about the Bright Cloud Continent.

The same holds true for the Snowy Wind Continent and the Mysterious Truth Continent!

Fellow Daoists, realize that Jiang Chen’s ambitions are limitless.

His aim is to eliminate us all.

We must unite against this menace!” As Gao Zhang finished his plea, his actions became more frantic, with his disjointed cries resonating through the air.

From any perspective, this was unmistakably a last-ditch effort by a man on the edge of death trying to save himself.

His attempt to persuade the other nine sects against Jiang Chen depicted a grim future under what he alleged would be Jiang Chen’s tyrannical rule.

Of course, to any rational observer, Gao Zhang’s words must seem futile, given Jiang Chen’s ascent to the Heavenly Origin realm and his undeniable dominance, not to mention his warnings against those who would support the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.

In essence, Gao Zhang’s desperate efforts could be seen as nothing more than a pipe dream.

However, Jiang Chen, observing Gao Zhang’s impassioned plea from his position, eventually allowed an inscrutable smile to cross his lips.

It seemed things were not as straightforward as they appeared.

Indeed, as the situation developed, Huang Ming, the sect master of the Bright Sun Sect, took a decisive step forward after a deep breath, proclaiming, “Lord Jiang Chen, it’s true that the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain has its faults.

Yet, it is a sect with deep-rooted traditions.

The complete destruction of such a sect would be a tragic event.

Moreover, every debt has its debtor, and every fault its wrongdoer.

By targeting those directly responsible, you can achieve justice for the Ning Clan.

Such a gesture would reflect your greatness and magnanimity as a distinguished figure of virtue.” Following suit, Liu Shang, the leader of the Water Cloud Sect, stepped forward with confidence, stating, “Lord Jiang Chen, you are the chosen of the heavens, esteemed above all in this era across the three continents.

We hold you in the highest regard and stand ready to follow your lead.

However, none of us desires to see a grand sect, nurtured over thousands of years, vanish into oblivion.

Lord Jiang Chen, I implore you to reconsider!” Next, Zhang Li from the Divine Wind School advanced, earnestly expressing, “Lord Jiang Chen, we are mere specks in your vast universe, no challenge to your supreme rule.

We humbly ask for your magnanimity…” Following the appeals of these three sect masters, the Azure Jade Sect and the Beast Emperor Mountain from the Snowy Wind Continent also came forward to join in pleading with Jiang Chen.

Maintaining a composed and detached demeanor, Jiang Chen listened to the six sects express their sentiments without interruption.

He then swept his gaze over the remaining sect masters who had yet to speak and calmly invited, “Does anyone else wish to speak?

Step forward if you must.” His tone was steady, mirroring the tranquility of a gentle breeze drifting through serene clouds, revealing no hint of agitation.

Upon hearing Jiang Chen’s words reverberate, Gao Zhang felt a shiver run down his spine.

For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, he sensed that something was off, yet he was unable to identify precisely what it was.

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