I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Chapter 14: Conclusion

A sharp momentum and powerful pressure lingered around the people, as if a huge aura enveloped the entire room.

The people felt as if there was an extremely sharp sword behind them, ready to be swung at any moment, easily taking their lives.

"Dadadada!"

In a strange silence, a crisp sound of footsteps rang out.

Then, in Fang Mingyuan's eyes, a beautiful figure appeared behind the people.

A red ribbon tied up a high ponytail, fair skin, willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose and red lips, a stunning appearance that attracted the attention of everyone present just by standing there.

Moreover, she had a slender waist and long legs, with a graceful figure.

But this beautiful person was holding a long sword that didn't match her appearance, her pretty face was frosty, her aura was sharp, and she exuded an indescribable air of elegance.

Of course, Fang Mingyuan was more concerned about the light blue robe she was wearing!

That was the attire of a true disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect.

"A true disciple?!"

Fang Mingyuan's face turned pale in an instant.

As the person in charge of the forces under the Azure Cloud Sect, he naturally knew the weight of a true disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect!

True disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect were the true pride of the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation World, completely different from those inner disciples who only relied on connections to become disciples!

They were not only the core figures of the sect, carrying the crucial inheritance of the Azure Cloud Sect, but they would also become Foundation Building Stage cultivators, and even produce Gold Core ancestors for the Azure Cloud Sect!

Becoming a true disciple was also very strict. First, they had to have their own understanding of cultivation techniques, second, they had to have a firm Dao heart and be able to overcome the sect's illusory realm, and third, they had to be able to contend with Foundation Building Stage cultivators as Qi Refining Stage cultivators!

Overall, their talent, Dao heart, and combat power far surpassed those of the same level!

As for talent? The founder of the Azure Cloud Sect believed that talent might give a cultivator a high starting point, but only a Dao heart that had been tempered and unwavering, with the ability to understand the future and adapt to all situations, could determine how far a cultivator could go on the path of immortality!

"Who are you, sir? I have never heard Elder Li mention you." Fang Mingyuan gritted his teeth and spoke up.

Although Fang Mingyuan knew in his heart that in the Azure Cloud Sect, the status of a true disciple at the Qi Refining Stage was equivalent to that of a Foundation Building Stage elder, and even higher when the other party advanced to the Foundation Building Stage, his token might not necessarily intimidate the other party, but he still wanted to struggle a bit.

After all, he couldn't just give up without doing anything, right?

"Zhang Mengyao." She glanced at Fang Mingyuan and lightly opened her jade lips, saying, "Enforcer of the Azure Cloud Sect's Law Enforcement Hall."

"What?!" Fang Mingyuan's pupils contracted.

The Law Enforcement Hall of the Azure Cloud Sect is a violent organization that wields the power of life and death over all its subordinate forces. At the same time, they are responsible for guarding the frontlines of the Azure Cloud Sect.

They should be responsible for overseeing the various major cultivation forces under their command and keeping an eye on the movements of the Xuan Yin Sect on the frontlines. Why would they suddenly be involved in the shops of the Moving Cloud Market?

However, before he had time to think about it, he saw the other person looking over. Although it was a seemingly emotionless glance, it made Fang Mingyuan's heart suddenly chill.

"Fang Mingyuan, do you know your crimes?"

"I apologize for my ignorance. Everything I have done was for the benefit of the Bai Bao Tower!" He could intimidate Wang Ping and the others with the token from the shopkeeper, but he couldn't scare the girl in front of him. So Fang Mingyuan could only defend himself with a brave face.

"Oh?" Zhang Mengyao's beautiful eyes turned and looked at Wang Ping and the others beside her.

Wang Ping was suddenly shocked, but he also knew that at this moment, they had to bring Fang Mingyuan down. Otherwise, if they let him survive this disaster, they would definitely face his crazy revenge.

He stood up, gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "Shopkeeper, I can testify. Fang Mingyuan colluded with blood cultivators, damaging the reputation of the Bai Bao Tower. Not only that, he secretly took the resources we recovered and used them for personal gain!"

"Don't spout blood from your mouth! Shopkeeper, listen to me..."

"These are the evidence I have collected over the years. Please take a look, Shopkeeper!" Before Fang Mingyuan could argue, Wang Ping directly took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

"You!" Fang Mingyuan's face changed dramatically. He never expected that Wang Ping, who had been loyal to him all these years, would have such a trick up his sleeve.

"Shopkeeper, this is fake, this is a frame-up..."

"Shut up."

Fang Mingyuan wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if a cold sword was pressed against his neck. It felt like if he said one more word, he would immediately be beheaded!

"Crackle!" The room fell strangely silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the flipping of pages. Fang Mingyuan nervously looked at the other person, but only saw an expressionless face.

"Clap!" The pages of the book were closed, and Zhang Mengyao lowered her eyelids and said softly, "Fang Mingyuan, do you know your crimes?"

"Wait!" Fang Mingyuan felt something was wrong and quickly raised the token, shouting, "I want to see Elder Li..."

Clang!

In an instant, a dazzling sword light flashed by.

The sharp sword aura was so intense that everyone present seemed to smell the scent of death!

"This..." Fang Mingyuan felt his hand empty and only then realized that the token in his hand had turned into dust at some point.

"Capture him." The distracted Bai Baolou cultivator instinctively stepped forward and apprehended the equally stunned Fang Mingyuan.

"At this age, why do you still need so much money?" Zhang Mengyao shook her head and turned to the side. "Spread the word, starting today, exterminate all blood cultivators around the Moving Cloud Market. In three days, I don't want to hear that name within the market anymore."

Wang Ping and the others stood dumbfounded on the side, as if they hadn't snapped out of their daze.

"Hmm?"

"Yes! Yes!" Upon hearing her indifferent voice, they couldn't help but shudder and quickly respond.

"Then may I ask, how should we handle this traitor Fang Mingyuan?" Wang Ping gathered his courage and cautiously asked.

"Behead him, to appease the commoners' anger." Zhang Mengyao's calm tone carried an indescribable decisiveness.

Upon hearing these words, Fang Mingyuan's face became desolate, as if he had aged significantly in an instant, allowing the guards to escort him out.

"Sir, what about the blood cultivators..." Watching Fang Mingyuan being escorted away, Wan the steward hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and asking.

Although they were manipulating the blood cultivators behind the scenes, they wouldn't have had the courage without the upper echelons' implication.

Of course, the higher-ups definitely didn't know about this matter. Everything was decided by the middle management, and they would be held responsible if anything went wrong.

But the problem was, if they really exterminated the blood cultivators and didn't have enough benefits to offer, causing Elder Li to be displeased, what should they do?

If the other party was just an elder, they could have just superficially dealt with it, after all, the heavens were high and the emperor was far away. Elder Li was their true immediate superior.

But Zhang Mengyao was a true disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, with a high status. When she suddenly appeared here during this incident, he couldn't help but think more.

After all, when it came to orders from above, there were two situations: one was to just go through the motions, and the other was to truly accomplish something. If one made a wrong judgment, in this world, people would really die!

So he had to figure out Azure Cloud Sect's stance!

"Starting today, Moving Cloud Market demands absolute security, and no threats are allowed to remain." Zhang Mengyao didn't look at him, but stood by the window, overlooking the bustling crowd below.

"This is not just my demand, but also the ancestral founder's command. Those who violate it..."

"Will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, yes! We will definitely carry out the sect's command!" Although the other party's tone was calm, a cold sweat couldn't help but appear on Wan the steward's forehead.

When it involved the will of the Gold Core ancestors of the sect, it was no longer a matter of Elder Li's opinion, but a command that Azure Cloud Sect must execute!

Even though they have significant interests between blood cultivators, when it comes to matters of life, they are nothing!

However, speaking of which, why would the lofty Gold Core Perfected Beings suddenly pay attention to the safety of the market?

But they dare not ask more questions, they can only do as they are told.

...

"Manager Fang Mingyuan of the Hundred Treasures Tower, colluding with blood cultivators, damaging the interests of the market, disturbing the public order of the market..."

On the high platform, Fang Mingyuan knelt there with a face ashen, while the law enforcement cultivators listed his crimes.

"This old thing finally gets what he deserves!"

"No wonder my good friend died when exchanging things at the Hundred Treasures Tower, it turns out it was this old guy's doing!"

"This old thing finally died, heaven has eyes!"

The crowd below was in an uproar, many people cursed angrily, and some even blamed Fang Mingyuan for all the injustices they encountered in the market.

"Heh, Manager Fang, have a safe journey!" In the midst of the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, Lin Chen watched as the executioner on the stage swung his sword and beheaded Fang Mingyuan, lightly laughing.

As expected, as he had expected, the other high-level figures in the market not only did not lend a helping hand, but also shifted all kinds of blame onto him, using his death to ease the long-standing contradictions in the market.

"But speaking of which, the real reason for Fang Mingyuan's downfall was not the rumors, but because his value was not enough... an old Qi Refining stage cultivator, a shop's reputation and interests, any high-level figure knows how to choose..."

"And if he were a Foundation Building stage cultivator, this matter would be blown out of proportion, and when that happens, I would be the unlucky one..."

"But if I had the strength of the Foundation Building stage, I could completely bear the backlash, gain more benefits, so why bother like this..."

With this thought, Lin Chen couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

In this world, just like in the previous life, there are still interpersonal relationships that he can't figure out in his entire life, conspiracies and calculations, power struggles and profit-seeking.

But this world is different from the previous one, individual power belongs to oneself, as long as the strength is enough, one can ignore all rules!

"A single thought can become a Buddha that brings prosperity to a thousand families, a single thought can become a world-destroying demon, in the vastness of the world, apart from one's own heart, there are no constraints, this is the eternal freedom that I am unwaveringly pursuing..."

Amidst the cheers, Lin Chen was finally brought back to his senses, smiling at his own absent-mindedness.

He didn't look at Fang Mingyuan being executed on the high platform anymore, but turned around and quietly left, passing through the noisy, cheering, crying, and crazy crowd.

His lonely figure was stretched longer and longer by the lights of the market, until finally, it disappeared into the warm moonlight.

(End of this chapter)