darknovel Chapter 1929 Some are happy, some are sad, and everyone has their own thoughts.
Chapter 1929 Some are happy, some are sad, and everyone has their own thoughts.
As Cheng Buzheng slowly announced each appointment...
The chosen cultivators were secretly overjoyed, and a hint of happiness couldn't be hidden on their faces. They quickly stood up to express their gratitude.
Those cultivators who were not chosen looked slightly disappointed.
They glanced at the newly appointed temporary palace masters with complex emotions in their eyes, a mixture of envy, resentment, and restraint.
For a time,
The atmosphere inside the main hall became somewhat strange.
Some are happy, some are sad; everyone has their own thoughts.
Soon,
The temporary appointments for each hall master and core department head were then announced.
Seated on his throne, Cheng Buzheng naturally took in the subtle changes in the expressions of the unsuccessful cultivators in the hall.
Having lived for hundreds of years, he had long seen through the ways of the world and instantly understood the emotional fluctuations of these cultivators.
And that little bit of resentment deep in my heart.
After the hundreds of cultivators in the main hall gradually adjusted their emotions, and their disappointment and joy subsided,
Cheng Buzheng spoke again, his voice clear and resonant, echoing throughout every corner of the hall:
"certainly,
Those of you who were not selected are not entirely without a chance; there's no need to be discouraged.
Upon hearing this,
Those who had looked dejected after failing to be selected as Half-Saints or Nascent Soul True Monarchs suddenly brightened up.
They abruptly raised their heads to look at Cheng Buzheng on the high throne, a glimmer of hope rekindling in their eyes.
The previous low mood was instantly swept away;
The joy that had surged within the chosen cultivators immediately subsided, replaced by a growing unease. They glanced at Cheng Buzheng with slight apprehension.
Clearly, they hadn't expected things to take such a turn for the better.
At this time,
Cheng Buzheng's expression suddenly turned serious, his aura abruptly becoming sharp, and a chilling glint flashed in his eyes.
His tone was cold and authoritative, and he said in a deep voice:
"Subsequent formal appointments are not set in stone."
Instead, it's directly linked to a top priority that's about to happen!
Upon seeing the cold glint in Cheng Buzheng's eyes and the sudden change in his aura, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs and Half-Venerable experts in the hall felt a chill run down their spines. They instantly suppressed all distracting thoughts and sat up straight.
It seemed as if they had a vague idea of what the next topic would be.
Then, Cheng Buzheng stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point, saying coldly:
"I have personally killed the leader of the rebel group that previously attacked headquarters."
However, upon investigation, it was found that many accomplices had escaped execution and remained a major threat to the association.
Therefore, subsequent formal appointments will no longer be based on seniority.
It was determined entirely by the magnitude of one's battle achievements!
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, and continued in a firm and resonant tone:
"As long as your merit in eliminating the remnants of the rebel party is great enough, whether it is the position of Palace Master or not."
Whether it's the position of deputy hall master, they can be given priority to take the position;
Similarly, the positions of minister and deputy minister in various departments can also be arbitrarily selected based on military merit.
"The most capable should be in charge; there will be absolutely no favoritism!"
With this remark,
The hall erupted in excitement; the unsuccessful candidates, including those at the Half-Saint and Nascent Soul stages, instantly became ecstatic.
Their eyes burned with fervor. They stood up, bowed, clasped their hands in greeting, and spoke with impassioned fervor:
"The president is wise!"
We will do everything in our power to wipe out the remaining rebels and leave them no chance to recover!
"These traitors who wreak havoc on the association must be eliminated to uphold the prestige of our association, and their deaths must be killed to appease public anger!"
"Please give the order immediately, President, so we can set off to wipe them out at once!"
"We are willing to share the burdens of the chairman, to quell the traitors, and to die for our cause!"
Compared to those excited and highly motivated cultivators who failed the selection...
The cultivators who had been temporarily recommended earlier had slightly complicated expressions.
Some people frowned.
A hint of embarrassment flashed in some people's eyes.
They knew full well that those remnants of the rebels were all surviving powerful figures from top sects, possessing considerable cultivation, and were cunning and suspicious, making them extremely difficult to eliminate.
The slightest mistake could lead to a backlash.
If one's military achievements are poor, the power that one has worked so hard to obtain may be handed over to someone else.
However, Tian Shu, the half-saint who had been temporarily recommended as the head of the Surveillance Hall, was the first to stand up, bow, and clasp his hands in greeting:
"President!"
Those rebels were all core experts from top sects, with cultivation levels at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and some even at the Half-Saint realm.
Although most of the leaders have been executed, the remaining remnants are all cunning and should not be underestimated.
More importantly...
The sects to which these rebels belonged all possessed protective formations passed down through generations and continuously refined and reinforced.
The formation is extremely powerful.
With our mere half-saint and nascent soul cultivation levels, it would be impossible for us to break through by force.
If we act rashly, we risk heavy casualties.
Hearing this,
The Nascent Soul cultivators inside the main hall, who were not very familiar with the foundation of top sects, still looked somewhat indifferent, thinking that it was making a mountain out of a molehill.
However, they quickly noticed that all the half-saint realm experts present had solemn expressions and furrowed brows.
Moreover, no one objected, clearly indicating that these cultivators were well aware of the terrifying power of the protective formations of top-tier sects.
Let alone a Nascent Soul True Monarch?
Even a half-saint level expert cannot break the formation.
see,
Cheng Buzheng, seated on the throne, showed no surprise whatsoever.
As if they had anticipated this concern from everyone,
His expression remained calm as he slowly spoke:
“What you young friends are worried about is indeed reasonable.”
The protective formations of top sects are indeed a major problem at present.
How about this?
"I have prepared items to break the formation for you, thus resolving your concerns."
As they were speaking,
Cheng Buzheng spun his hand, a flash of golden light appearing in his palm, and a stack of pure white jade talismans, engraved with intricate runes, instantly appeared in his hand.
The jade talisman exuded a faint aura of divine transformation power, revealing an aura of world-destroying might.
He held the jade talisman and continued:
"These jade talismans were personally crafted by me. Each jade talisman contains the full power of a Nascent Soul Realm expert's attack, making them incredibly powerful."
"If you encounter a sect-protecting formation that seems impossible to break through, simply activate the jade talisman, and the protective formations of those rebellious sects will be shattered in one strike, without lifting a finger."
Immediately, Cheng Buzheng flicked his sleeve, and the jade talisman in his palm instantly transformed into streaks of golden light, landing precisely in front of each of the half-saint level experts.
Floating in mid-air, waiting for people to take it.
Seeing this, the half-saints in the hall all raised their hands and accepted the jade talismans containing the power of the Nascent Soul stage. The moment their fingertips touched the jade talismans, they could feel the immense power within them, and their hearts were filled with confidence. They bowed and clasped their fists in unison, saying:
"Thank you for bestowing the talisman, Chairman. We will certainly annihilate all the remnants of the rebels and will never fail in our mission!"
"Thank you for your consideration, President. We will certainly live up to your expectations, thoroughly eliminate the rebels, and stabilize the order of the cultivation world!"
"As you command, Chairman, annihilate the remaining forces!"
next moment,
Cheng Buzheng, who had been sitting on the throne, suddenly stood up slowly. His long black robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and his aura as a Nascent Soul cultivator slowly spread out, intimidating the entire audience.
His gaze was firm, and he spoke in a clear voice:
"it is good!
I am at headquarters, awaiting your triumphant return!
He paused, then added deliberately, his tone gentle yet reassuring:
"By the way,"
What if this campaign to quell the rebellion encounters a formidable opponent whose strength far exceeds expectations and whom we cannot contend with?
If there are remnants of the rebels lying in ambush, immediately crush the communication jade talisman and ask the deity for help.
"I will arrive as soon as possible to help you escape this predicament."
The hundreds of cultivators in the main hall were overjoyed. The guild leader's promise was like a reassuring pill, completely eliminating any worries they might have.
Even when facing the strongest opponent, they have gained confidence and are no longer afraid.
Immediately, hundreds of cultivators in the hall bowed respectfully, their voices booming:
"Thank you for your consideration, President!"
"Thank you for your consideration, President!"
Cheng Buzheng waved his hand, his tone indifferent:
"All right,
"No need for further words. You may all withdraw immediately, allocate your men, prepare for the cleanup operation, and depart as soon as possible."
"I'll take my leave!"
"Your subordinate takes his leave!"
Everyone responded in unison, then stood up one by one and left the main hall in an orderly manner according to their cultivation level, with no one lingering.
quickly,
The group of half-saints and nascent soul true lords then withdrew from the magnificent palace one after another.
As the main gate of the hall slowly closed...
A group of unfathomable half-saint level experts stepped forward first.
Following closely behind were several Nascent Soul True Monarchs, each with a distinct expression and a condensed spiritual aura.
Outside the hall, a large number of cultivators who had been waiting for a long time had gathered, all their eyes fixed on the cultivator who had just stepped out of the hall.
Their eyes were filled with anticipation and trepidation.
After the Nascent Soul True Monarchs had completely left the palace...
These cultivators, who had been waiting for so long, could no longer contain themselves and flocked to the Nascent Soul True Monarch of their own immortal city, asking questions in hushed tones.
His tone was full of urgency, wanting to know the specific content of the high-level meeting in the hall just now, and what kind of instructions the chairman had given.
This concerns their own future, so they can't afford to be careless.
However, those half-saint level experts who were the first to step out of the palace gates did not dare to approach even half a step.
A vacuum zone automatically formed within several feet of it.
Even the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
It's important to understand that there's a vast difference between a Golden Core cultivator and a Half-Saint realm expert—a difference as immense as an insurmountable chasm.
A half-saint has already touched the edge of the laws of cultivation; he is a giant among the top figures in the cultivation world.
Even in the various immortal city branches, they are rarely seen, like a dragon whose head is seen but whose tail is not.
An ordinary Golden Core cultivator might never see one in their entire life.
There was no question of being familiar or close to them.
Even cultivators from the same branch of the same immortal city don't normally have the right to relay messages to a half-Venerable expert.
Upon meeting face to face, he felt the faint pressure emanating from the other person making his spiritual energy flow sluggish, and he even had to hold his breath.
Filled with awe and restraint, they cautiously lowered their heads and glanced sideways, not daring to even look directly at each other.
Not to mention rashly stepping forward to ask about the meeting's content.
Such an overstepping act would likely directly anger a semi-saint, leading to an unimaginable fate.
Although there is still a significant gap between the Golden Core Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm...
Nascent Soul True Monarchs are also pillars and powerful figures in their respective immortal city branches, but unlike Half-Saints who are unattainable, they are still formidable beings.
These Nascent Soul True Monarchs usually manage all affairs of the branch, and the Golden Core cultivators under their command are mostly their direct subordinates. They frequently interact with these cultivators, as they are constantly on missions and handling branch matters.
They were already familiar with each other.
Moreover, more than half of the Golden Core cultivators who came to support headquarters this time were trusted confidants carefully selected by the various Nascent Soul True Monarchs, utterly loyal and deeply trusted.
There was naturally less awkwardness and distance between them.
Therefore, these Golden Core cultivators did not hesitate to move forward because of the difference in their cultivation levels. Instead, they took advantage of this closeness and boldly gathered around.
For a time,
The once empty and silent perimeter of the palace...
Instantly, the place became bustling with noise and excitement.
The various immortal city factions were clearly divided, and the sounds of clamor and inquiries mingled together.
However, due to the pressure from the high-level cultivators, they dared not be too reckless, which made the chaos appear orderly.
The location of the Jingfeng Immortal City faction...
A group of Golden Core cultivators, dressed in dark green robes with gold trim from the Cultivator Association, moved the fastest, almost swarming forward to surround the newly returned Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
His face was full of respect and eagerness, his gaze fixed on the head of the Ministry of Supervision.
This minister usually wields significant supervisory power over the branch, acts decisively, is stern and rarely smiles, and always exudes an aura of stern authority.
His subordinates always treated him with utmost respect and never dared to slack off in the slightest.
At this time.
A young cultivator in the crowd, dressed in the dark purple robes exclusive to the Ministry of Supervision, noticed a faint smile playing on the minister's lips.
His eyes and brows no longer held their usual coldness and solemnity.
Instead, it revealed an undisguised sense of comfort and self-satisfaction.
He instantly understood after a moment's thought.
Our minister must have received tremendous benefits from this high-level meeting within the palace.
Or they gained the favor of the chairman.
otherwise!
The minister, who is usually cold and taciturn, would never show such obvious emotions.
see,
The young cultivator was immediately overjoyed, knowing this was the perfect opportunity to speak. Taking advantage of the minister's good mood, he quickly stepped forward, bowed, and paid his respects.
His tone was respectful yet tinged with a hint of ingratiating eagerness, and he asked in a loud voice:
"Minister, you look so cheerful today, and your whole being seems to radiate a light and cheerful aura. You must have encountered something truly wonderful."
"Why not inform us subordinates? That way we can prepare a celebratory banquet for you in advance, to celebrate and express our goodwill!"
With this remark,
The surrounding cultivators from Jingfeng Immortal City immediately echoed their agreement.
With smiles on their faces, everyone struck up conversations, making the atmosphere even more lively.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Minister, you have worked tirelessly and deserve high praise. You have surely been rewarded by the Chairman. We have already prepared sacred wine and fruits.
Now we're just waiting for your definite answer, sir. We can't let you down!
"Having followed you for so long, this is the first time I've seen you so happy. It must be a joyous occasion!"
Among the crowd were a few quick-witted and insightful cultivators who, after exchanging glances, had already guessed some of the clues.
One of the Golden Core cultivators, with a short beard, stepped forward and lowered his voice.
He spoke with a mixture of tentative anticipation and excitement:
"Minister, are you perhaps being transferred to headquarters and promoted directly to a key position?"
Upon hearing this...
The surroundings fell silent for a moment, followed by an even greater commotion.
Another cultivator quickly chimed in, his tone resolute:
"What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist!"
The headquarters is now in ruins, its organizational structure is incomplete, and it is extremely short of key personnel.
The president is working hard to rebuild the headquarters structure.
We urgently need a group of capable individuals to coordinate affairs from all sides and oversee the overall situation.
"···"
...(End of this chapter)