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After Zuo Dao finished speaking, it wasn't long before two streaks of light descended rapidly from the sky, revealing Yao Ming and Fire Rush.
However, everyone's attention was not on them; all eyes were fixed on the three Nascent Soul cultivators captured in Fire Rush's hands.
Ah, even these three have fallen. How much more chaos will the Mount Hua Immortal Gate cause before it stops?
In the entire Moling Star, there had never been so many abnormal deaths among Ancient Ancestor level Cultivators in a millennium as there were today. Five top-tier Sect families had lost their elite combat power all at once.
As everyone pondered this, Zuo Dao's voice rang out again.
"I, Zuo Dao, have always adhered to the principle of not offending others unless I am offended, and I do not wish to cause too much trouble. However, this situation is beyond my control. As you can see, a prestigious sect has disregarded its reputation and sent five Ancient Ancestors to deal with just me, a mere Cultivator who has just finished his cultivation. Is there any reason for this?"
"If it weren't for Yao and Fire Second Ancestor coming to my rescue, I would have long since vanished from this world."
"One more thing I must make clear: if you seek revenge, come find me, Zuo Dao. This has nothing to do with my sect. If I discover anyone causing trouble for the Immortal Sect because of this matter, I’m sorry, but I will have two Ancient Ancestors stationed near your mountain gate. What happens next will be none of your business."
After finishing his speech, Zuo Dao fell silent, looking down at the crowd. The Chaos Universe Transformation Dragon circled above him, its fierce gaze sending chills down the spines of those who looked upon it. Yao and Fire Second Ancestor stood like imposing figures on either side, while the three captured Nascent Souls in Fire Rush's grasp struggled desperately, their faces filled with despair.
The atmosphere in the arena became eerily quiet. The disciples of the Immortal Sect gazed at Zuo Dao with fervent eyes. Even some disciples from other Sect families shared this sentiment, but more were filled with fear and concern.
A few elders from sects that had previously monopolized resources from the Immortal Sect broke into cold sweats, contemplating how to improve their relationships with their leaders upon returning.
Jiang Chuan and other prominent figures from the Immortal Sect looked at Zuo Dao with complex expressions.
When Zuo Dao made that statement, Jiang Chuan and the others understood that this disciple had taken all responsibility upon himself for the sake of the Immortal Sect, standing alone against several major sects for its peace.
A satisfied smile spread across the face of the Drunken Old Man. A person without responsibility would never have a bright future. This disciple had proven himself; he could finally let him soar freely throughout the cultivation world.
"I am the head of Mount Hua's Zuo Wang Peak. I hereby expel my disciple, Zuo Dao, from the peak. From now on, his life and death will no longer be related to the Immortal Sect." The decision was made by Zuo Dao, but after making it, the Drunken Old Man felt a pang of sadness. He felt reluctant.
At that moment, he wished he could cast aside his so-called identity and leave with this disciple, but he knew he could not do that.
"Master..."
"Master, you can't drive Junior Brother away!"
Zuo Dao knew that his master would understand his feelings, but Yan Zhen and the others were anxious, urging him to reconsider.
Yan Zi and Yan Hong had tears in their eyes, tugging at the Drunken Old Man's hands, trying to persuade him to take back his decision. The Drunken Old Man remained unmoved under the sisters' relentless pleas.
It was Teng Chong who seemed to catch on to something, quietly communicating with Yan Zhen and Ping through Divine Sense. The Drunken Old Man did not address these actions.
"Master, Sixth Junior Disciple hasn't done anything wrong. If someone kills, then they kill. Are we disciples of Zuo Wang Peak supposed to just let ourselves be killed without retaliating?"
Teng Chong stepped forward.
"Exactly, Master. They came looking for trouble themselves," Ping chimed in from the side.
"You all can stop now. When have I ever changed a decision I've made?" The Drunken Old Man interrupted Ping, who was about to continue speaking.
"I know you all have a good relationship as disciples, but Daozi's actions are also for the sake of the Immortal Sect. There’s no need for further discussion; this matter is settled."
The Drunken Old Man spoke meaningfully.
"In the future, when Daozi needs you, just focus on your cultivation."
"This..." Teng Chong wanted to say more.
"Brother Chong, there's no need for that. This is my decision; please don't make things difficult for Master." Zuo Dao had already stepped down from the stone platform and approached them without anyone noticing.
"Master, I won't be able to stay by your side anymore. Please take care of yourself. To all my senior brothers and sisters, I will rely on you to look after Master from now on." Zuo Dao's tone carried a hint of sadness, making the two girls beside him cry like rain-soaked flowers, a sight that tugged at the heartstrings.
At that moment, Jiang Chuan also walked over to join everyone.
"Have you made up your mind?"
"There’s nothing to decide. This is the path he must take; it’s just that his departure has caused some trouble inside," the Drunken Old Man interjected.
Jiang Chuan understood the Drunken Old Man's meaning and shook his head.
"Actually, this isn’t a big deal. What are you planning to do about the others?" The first sentence was straightforward, while the second was conveyed through thought.
"I’ll let those few go after the Grand Tournament."
"You mean…"
"That sword is destined for one of those guys. Besides, I need to get out for a bit; the Immortal Sect has been too quiet for too long, and it’s time we made our presence known."
The two looked around at the busy disciples. The banquet could no longer continue; apart from a few friendly sects, most had hurriedly left. Some were rushing back to discuss how to handle their future relationship with the Immortal Sect, while others were busy reporting back. Each departing figure wore a heavy expression.
Seeing these people, the Drunken Old Man couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Look at them; they fall apart over such trivial matters. It seems Moling Star has truly declined. Sigh…"
A long sigh escaped him, deepening the somber expression on Jiang Chuan's face.
"You’re not thinking of…"
"Don’t worry; I’m not that reckless. However, I will pass on the Wudao Order to Zuo Dao; he’s the only one I can trust with it."
Jiang Chuan gasped in shock.
"You’ve really thought this through?"
"What’s there to think about? The Wudao Order will be more effective in Daozi's hands. But you’ve had a tough time these years; if you want, after the Grand Tournament, you can also leave. As long as Zuo Wang Peak remains, anywhere will be Mount Hua Immortal Gate."
"You've made your decision, and I won't interfere. However, I still need to think about this matter, after all, it's been a long time."
"Everything is up to you. Anyway, I've done what I needed to do, and I'll take care of what I must."
...
A few days later, a great shock occurred; five Nascent Soul Ancestors fell at the Mount Hua Immortal Gate. In an instant, the Mount Hua Immortal Gate became a den of danger in the eyes of many Cultivators. As the news spread, people gradually learned the true nature of the incident that day. More and more Cultivators gathered around, waiting for the victims to come seeking trouble.
The five Sect families that lost their Nascent Soul Cultivators united and, led by the War Palace, pressured the Mount Hua Immortal Gate to hand over Zuo Dao and his companions.
"Zuo Dao has already been expelled from the Mount Hua Immortal Gate. If you have any issues, feel free to find him. If you have other intentions, my Immortal Sect is open to negotiations as well. We may not win against five opponents, but I believe we can take down one of them," Jiang Chuan stated before disappearing without a trace.
The whole situation caused an uproar; first due to the Immortal Sect's tough stance, and second because they truly disregarded Zuo Dao. This led some to develop another idea. The forces across Moling Star began searching for Zuo Dao and his companions, though their intentions were clear.
However, after the battle with the Immortal Sect, Zuo Dao and his group seemed to have evaporated from existence; no matter how hard those forces searched, they could not find a single trace of them.
At this moment, Zuo Dao stood atop a peak in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, holding an ancient token and deep in thought.
"Wudao Order, oh Wudao Order! Master, you've truly given me something extraordinary!"
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