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After hearing Qi Xiao's words, the two sect leaders fell silent for a moment before nodding repeatedly.
"Good, your ability to say such things shows that you are sincere. It seems our efforts in nurturing you have not been in vain. Qi Xiao, remember this: the days ahead may be difficult, and one day you might find yourself facing such circumstances. I hope you do not forget what was said today."
Upon hearing this, Qi Xiao felt a surge of anxiety in his heart. Ever since they had contacted Shen Weixue, things had become strange. Could it be that the situation had truly deteriorated to such an extent?
He bowed deeply and replied, "The disciple will not forget today's words, but I would also like to know why the two sect leaders have suddenly sought me out and spoken like this. Have you learned something?"
Song Maoyan sighed softly. "There may be great calamities ahead, but what exactly will happen is uncertain. After all, we are all doing our best; if luck is on our side, perhaps nothing will come of it."
"Is it about the demon race?"
The two sect leaders nodded without hesitation. "The barriers of the Demon Realm still stand. As long as we prepare early and cut off the demons' methods of passage, protecting the human realm should not be too difficult."
"You are correct, but the troubling part is that fluctuations in the barriers were detected seventy years ago."
It turned out that it was precisely because of these fluctuations that the four major sects had requested the Master of the Heavenly Machine Palace to make predictions, which directly led to the Heavenly Machine Palace retreating from the world for nearly seventy years.
"You should know that a thousand years ago, the demon race had descended once before. The barriers of the Demon Realm were already broken then; what remains now is merely a sealing formation laid down by countless immortal cultivators working together."
"It's like an egg that has cracked; many have tried to patch it up. No matter how exquisite the formation is, it is no longer the original eggshell."
"Moreover, after a thousand years, formations inevitably wear down. Although our four major sects have been diligently maintaining it for over a thousand years, it still cannot match its original power."
"But you need not worry too much; at least for now, there is no need to fret about the barriers. Our concern lies precisely with this point."
"Those demons know they cannot break through the seal in the short term; that's why they devised methods of passage."
"We are worried that they might infiltrate the human realm and attempt to tamper with the formation quietly or even directly open it!"
"However, matters regarding formations are among the most confidential secrets of the four major sects. How could those demons possibly know?"
"Even if they had such intentions, they would not be able to accomplish it in a short time."
"What exactly are you two sect leaders worried about?" Qi Xiao asked.
"Because of a prophecy from the Heavenly Machine Palace: the barriers will inevitably break. Even if we wish to stop it, it would be in vain."
"Is prophecy truly unchangeable?"
The two sect leaders displayed expressions of confusion at this question. They too had pondered over this matter just as Qi Xiao did when they heard his words.
The Saintess on the other side of the Water Mirror spoke softly.
"This is also the will of destiny.
Do you all understand, esteemed leaders? The cycle of good and evil, life and death, is part of the balance of yin and yang.
In other words, if humanity has thrived for so long, why can’t the demon race also rise?
The reason the demon race has repeatedly broken through barriers is that they too bear the weight of destiny!
Does this mean that humanity truly has only one path—death?
Not necessarily.
Perhaps the demons are burdened by their heavy sins. Although they are part of this world, the Heavenly Dao does not favor them. Just as good and evil are parts of existence, the Heavenly Dao distinctly favors good.
Yet no matter how much the Heavenly Dao favors one side, it cannot prevent the cycle of good and evil; it cannot stop the rise of evil even if it prefers the celestial realm of humanity.
This world has its own rules, and the Heavenly Dao is a merciless overseer. Over long ages, it has developed preferences and emotions.
Thus, the children of destiny are like pieces on a chessboard governed by the Heavenly Dao. It wishes to turn the tide of this game, but unfortunately, its power is limited, making it a difficult endeavor.
The demon race has been suppressed for so long that they have accumulated strength to an irreversible point; thus, they will inevitably emerge!
If we are to gamble, we must wager on whether this piece can restore balance after the demons appear!
Li Jinyuan and Song Maoyan edited Shen Weixue's words to convey a single message:
The demons will surely emerge; the method and timing are uncertain. Regardless, fate will lead to this conclusion, and all they can do is fight for a sliver of opportunity within it.
Qi Xiao's eyelashes trembled slightly as a thought stirred in her heart.
Could this sliver of opportunity be me?
The others exchanged glances and shared an awkward smile.
Heh, there's no need to think too much; we haven't reached that point yet.
Song Maoyan's usually gentle face now bore a hint of seriousness.
If we truly reach an irreversible point, we old folks will stand in front of you without hesitation.
Li Jinyuan nodded in agreement. Indeed.
Yet Qi Xiao felt an indescribable complexity in her heart.
She only wished to focus on herself, but these seniors seemed to think further ahead than she did; they had even prepared themselves for self-sacrifice long ago.
In that moment, she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, believing she had let down their expectations.
He deeply bowed to the person.
The disciple dared not make any guarantees, but he could say that if that day truly came, he would do his utmost.
The two sect leaders looked at him with appreciation.
"Just do your best; let everything be determined by fate."
As Qi Xiao left the small courtyard, his mood was heavy.
Ji Linglong saw him and frowned. "Where have you been? Why do you look so troubled? Did they scold you?"
"Hmph, you're overthinking it. The two sect leaders are treating me exceptionally well!"
They even planned to entrust their entire fortunes to him.
Ji Linglong wrinkled her nose, somewhat speechless, treating his words as a joke.
"Come on, the two sect leaders aren't related to you by blood; why would they treat you so well? Stop dreaming!"
Qi Xiao couldn't be bothered to respond to her.
Without a retort from him, Ji Linglong felt a bit uncomfortable standing beside Qi Xiao, hesitating and stammering.
"What's wrong? No one is scolding you, and now you're not used to it?"
Ji Linglong shot him a glare, angrily raising her fist as if to strike him.
"Try saying something ridiculous again! I just feel a bit uneasy."
"I've been at the Xiaoyao Sect for so long, and I always thought the outside world was quite peaceful."
Previously, she had been thinking about how to pay respects at Qingjing Peak or at least aiming for a good ranking in the sect competition.
If only she could have the chance to see the Immortal Sect competition! After cultivating for so long, who didn't have dreams of being a top talent?
But this time she came out only to realize that the outside world seemed to have changed drastically.
It was like a tree that had already been hollowed out by ants; the entire cultivation world was shrouded in an unknown storm.
Although the two sect leaders did not show any signs of worry, she still...
Qi Xiao spoke lightly, "Don't think too much; just focus on your own matters. If you follow one path to the end, you'll surely see the light."
Ji Linglong stared blankly for a moment, lost in thought.
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