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Zuo Dao did not want to die, but he also did not want to take on an additional responsibility for no reason. If it weren't for the group of people at the foot of the mountain, how could he have ended up in this situation? Normally, there would be someone to protect the law during the unsealing, but given the circumstances at Spirit Sword Mountain, it certainly wasn't his turn. Yet, at this moment, a group of people charged up the mountain, and he was left holding the bag for this mess.
Gai Jiuyou and the others reorganized their ranks, pulling back all those who had lost their combat ability. Even so, there were still thousands of Cultivators lurking at the foot of the mountain.
The elder from Spirit Sword Mountain felt a pang in his heart as he counted the numbers; more than half of the one hundred and eight teams had been severely depleted. These were all outstanding disciples who had previously advanced under his watchful eye. Looking at the remaining disciples, he saw no despair in their eyes; instead, they were filled with fighting spirit. This made the elders feel guilty towards these young ones.
At this moment, Zuo Dao had arrived beside the elders, with Tai Shu Yun blushing and following closely behind him. Tai Shu Yi and Tai Shu Reincarnation exchanged glances but said nothing, their gazes toward Tai Shu Yun now tinged with something different.
At the foot of the mountain, they were gathering; at the peak, they were mobilizing.
"This is a test for us at Spirit Sword Mountain. Once we pass through the Earth Altar Star Domain, we will have no rivals left. Even if we do not succeed, as long as there are disciples from Spirit Sword Mountain remaining, there is hope for revival."
Tai Shu Yi looked at the youthful and vibrant faces before him and felt a tightening in his heart.
"This time, our enemy comes prepared, with only one target in mind: her—Tai Shu Yun." Pointing at Tai Shu Yun, Tai Shu Yi's face showed a hint of reluctance. The others displayed expressions that confirmed this realization but remained silent.
"Now you have two choices: one is to follow me into battle until we drive the enemy out of Spirit Sword Mountain, but sacrifices are inevitable; the other is to withdraw and wait for your stronger comrades to come back and avenge us."
With that, Tai Shu Yi said no more.
He did not want to see sacrifices; he did not want to witness unnecessary losses.
All the disciples fell silent, no one daring to speak.
The Seven Lords demonstrated their resolve through action.
Seven long swords pointed skyward; the remaining disciples quickly reacted. In an instant, sword energy filled the air, shattering clouds and breaking through barriers. Their fierce fighting spirit radiated outward, palpable even miles away.
"Fight." All cries transformed into a torrent of battle intent that coiled like a dragon above Spirit Sword Mountain. The spirit of the Sword Cultivators was unyielding; their swords would not bend.
The overwhelming battle intent left Gai Jiuyou and his companions at the foot of the mountain with ashen faces.
Zuo Dao gently pushed aside Tai Shu Yi and Tai Shu Reincarnation in front of him. This matter was not only about Spirit Sword Mountain; after all, he was also a newly admitted disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain.
Under the puzzled and surprised gazes of everyone, Zuo Dao cleared his throat a few times, ignoring the deadly stares directed at him.
"Greetings to all the elders, senior brothers, senior sisters, junior brothers, and junior sisters. I am your new fellow disciple—Zuo Dao. It's a pleasure to meet you all."
Zhang Qun had already noticed Zuo Dao when he appeared. He recognized the two disciples beside the Sword Master, Shijin Nian and Lu Family, but Zuo Dao was a stranger to him. Given the rumors circulating in the mountain, he was certain that this person was indeed the one referred to by the disciples as the pig that had stolen the cabbage—Zuo Dao.
"How dare a disciple speak so recklessly here, disregarding the mountain rules?"
Zhang Jun had both the qualifications and confidence to say this in front of the prominent figures, not for any other reason but because he was the Seven Lords' Leader. Xia Rao watched the young White-Robed Youth in front of him with interest.
Under the gaze of the elders and the attention of all disciples, Zuo Dao showed no signs of discomfort or restraint; everything felt so natural, so carefree.
Zuo Dao looked at the young Sword Cultivator standing before all the disciples. It seemed he had not offended this person; why did it feel like he had stolen his beloved woman?
"Beloved woman!?" At this thought, Zuo Dao instinctively glanced at Tai Shu Yun.
Tai Shu Yun seemed to have guessed Zuo Dao's thoughts and shot him a fierce glare.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Jun became even more furious. What was going on? Were they flirting openly? Just as he was about to question it again, Tai Shu Reincarnation spoke up.
"Jun, please step back. We have already received consent from the elders; Zuo Dao, Young Master Zuo, is now our Elder Disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain."
This statement shocked everyone in attendance.
Elder Disciple.
This meant that Zuo Dao had not just been accepted as a disciple by an elder but had taken a seat among them as an elder himself.
Zuo Dao was momentarily taken aback by this announcement but soon relaxed. He shrugged casually, indicating his indifference. This relieved Tai Shu Yi, Tai Shu Reincarnation, and the other elders.
The disciples watched the scene before them, feeling as if they were in a dream. When did an Elder Disciple have to act according to others' opinions? This situation clearly showed that the elders were afraid that Zuo Dao would not agree. Strange things happen every year, but this year seemed particularly abundant. However, this was not something they could express; since the Sword Master did not oppose it, what more could they say?
Zhang Jun's pale face revealed how furious he was inside, but he knew the situation was already decided. Another person whose expression was not good was Miao Qiaofeng. He was even worse off; despite having a father who was an elder, his lack of strength forced him to watch helplessly as Zuo Dao rose to power.
Xia's interest in Zuo Dao grew even more. What kind of person could make all the elders of Spirit Sword Mountain set aside their prejudices and speak with one voice?
Zuo Dao viewed his identity with indifference; it was the passion of the people before him that made him feel as if he had returned to the time at Zuo Wang Peak. A group of fellow disciples so full of enthusiasm and youth. Were they not just like the figures standing before him now?
"If we are to fight, then let us fight, but we need a plan on how to do so. Look at you all; despite having such a great advantage, you still allowed the opponent to beat you like this. What good can you offer me?"
Zuo Dao was unceremonious; since the Sword Master had confirmed his identity, he naturally had to take some corresponding actions. As soon as these words were spoken, every disciple in front of the square glared at each other in anger, except for one person—Tang Fengyue.
Tang Fengyue also agreed with Zuo Dao's words. If there had been unified command during battle, the losses among the one hundred and eight teams would never have been so great. Just as he was lost in thought, Dreamweaver Ze gently tugged at his sleeve, waking him up. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, he noticed that most of the disciples were looking at him.
"Stop staring! It's you, yes, yes, yes, it's you! Please come out for a moment." Zuo Dao pointed in his direction, seemingly indicating himself.
"Me?"
"Yes, it's you. Please come over." Zuo Dao gestured for Tang Fengyue to step forward.
Tang Fengyue felt momentarily confused; he couldn't think of any reason why he would attract the other's attention.
"This is my recommended Commander. By the way, what is your name?"
All the elders and disciples, including Tang Fengyue, stumbled slightly at this revelation.
You don’t even know what his name is and yet you recommend him?
At that moment, only three words kept swirling in Tang Fengyue's mind.
"Commander? Commander!"
What exactly is a Commander? He had already guessed a rough idea. Sure enough, Zuo Dao began to explain.
"I have been watching the battles ahead, and only their team has managed to maintain complete formation under unfavorable conditions. You can see for yourselves how many stronger teams have suffered losses compared to them."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze toward his team’s position. Indeed, all nine members were present, plus Tang Fengyue, making a complete team.
"Ten Separation Realm Cultivators surviving against a Spirit Virtual Realm Cultivator—do I really need to explain the significance of that?"
When Zuo Dao said this, the disciples were in an uproar, even the Seven Lords looked over. They were aware of the Wind and Moon Squad but had no idea they were this strong. Among all the squads, only the Seven Lords' team had such achievements; the rest were few and far between. Moreover, the average Realm of those teams was higher than that of the Wind and Moon Squad.
From this point alone, it was clear that the Wind and Moon Squad was definitely among the top ten of all squads. It was only due to Tang Fengyue's restraint and Zuo Dao's Insight that everyone became aware of this. In an instant, Tang Suiyue's status within Spirit Sword Mountain was elevated to that of the Seven Lords. Each of the Seven Lords began to think about how to win Tang Fengyue over to their side.
Tang Fengyue's presence was undoubtedly key to their quest for greatness. Talented generals are hard to find amidst a sea of soldiers.
Zuo Dao's proposal was quickly approved.
Tang Fengyue officially appeared in the sight of Cultivators in the Earth Altar Star Domain.
A battle that would shake the earth was about to unfold under his command. All disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain would personally experience this monumental moment.
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