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“The rites are collapsing, music is deteriorating! Truly, the rites are collapsing, music is deteriorating! What has become of propriety?”

In Huangshi, a small city, the patriarch of a Spiritualist family roared in anger.

He was resenting the decision of the Demon Subjugation Department, feeling a sense of betrayal.

The patriarch was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a seemingly righteous appearance, practically an overlord in Huangshi.

He was the head of the HS City Demon Subjugation Department, and one of his sons was a Spiritualist, holding an important high-level position in the city's Demon Subjugation Department.

He even found a son-in-law who was also a Spiritualist, working in the Huangshi Demon Subjugation Department as well.

In a small city, the head only had the strength of a First Order Spiritualist, and even then, only at the intermediate stage.

The son-in-law was also at the intermediate stage, but with the support of his son and son-in-law, he had held the position of head of the Demon Subjugation Department for many years.

In general, especially in the last two or three years, Spiritualists were living much better than before.

He still remembered that before, once you became a Spiritualist, unless you could completely suppress your own strangeness like Bi Xialongyue,

otherwise, you would become neither human nor ghost, not only in body but also in personality, extremely irritable, belonging to dangerous individuals.

In recent years, with the emergence of Xuanhuang, especially the appearance of the Divine Pearl, it could absorb their distorted spirits.

The entire Spiritualist world, especially the Spiritualists of the Demon Subjugation Department, had changed a lot.

They could go to the Inner World through the teleportation jade slip. Jianmu had established corresponding procedures in the Inner World, which could quickly and easily absorb the spirits of distorted cultivators.

It was a one-stop service, very user-friendly and fast.

And the price was not high, the fees were also user-friendly. Any Spiritualist with a little ability would accumulate for a certain period of time and then go to the Inner World to relieve the twisted pressure brought by the strangeness.

This not only changed their personalities but also their physical appearances.

Before, at Spiritualist gatherings, those who didn't know would think it was a gathering point for disabled people. It was normal to be missing arms and legs, some had no internal organs, half their heads were missing, their bodies were hollowed out, and so on.

With the revival of strangeness, all industries were declining, except for the perfume industry, which was particularly prosperous.

The reason was that Spiritualists needed various perfumes to cover up their own corpse stench, rotten smell, stinky water, and other strange smells.

This situation has changed a lot now.

At least Spiritualists are normal people now, and the incomplete and eroded bodies and minds have been greatly relieved.

This time, there are very few people scolding Xuanhuang for the Demon Subjugation Department's decision, most are complaining about the Demon Subjugation Department.

“Father-in-law, what should we do?” the son-in-law asked.

Before the patriarch could speak,

his Spiritualist son said, “I think it's better to switch to cultivation, that's the bright future.”

As soon as the son said this, the patriarch immediately became angry.

“Bastard, you're forgetting your roots, talking nonsense, do you know what you're saying?”

the patriarch roared.

“Dad, don't get angry, it's not like we're forgetting our roots. Even if you count the time you've been a Spiritualist, it hasn't been ten years, where's this forgetting our roots coming from... It's not like we've been passed down for many generations, is it necessary?”

“Besides, we're all family, no need to be polite. Don't you know what kind of aptitude we have? My brother-in-law is a bit stronger and has hope for further progress, but let's just stop here, we won't improve anymore... That's it, what's the point of holding on?”

“If you ask me, we should have switched to cultivation earlier. If you had agreed a few years ago, maybe our cultivation would be stronger than it is now. We've persisted for three years, has there been any progress?”

With a stable personality and not so extremely twisted, Spiritualists can also be humorous.

The scene of a son contradicting his father would never have happened before.

If a Spiritualist became extreme, they would do incomprehensible things, unlike now, where they can talk like normal people.

“Alas! Every drink and every peck is predestined!”

The patriarch wanted to get angry, but what his son said was true. If it was before, with his twisted personality, he would definitely argue.

Now, he was much more normal, very much like the temperament of a fifty or sixty-year-old man.

“Dad, I understand that there are gains and losses, but the key is our aptitude. You can't blame the Profound Masters for coming up with so many auxiliary means, can you?” the son continued.

“Ahem, LKe Shao, say a few less words.” the son-in-law said.

The father-in-law was contradicted to the point where he didn't know what to say, so the son-in-law came out to smooth things over.

“This rebellious son is right, we can't blame the Profound Masters... I didn't mean that, I was just sighing.”

The patriarch waved his hand and said with a smile, appreciating the warm-hearted maintenance of his son-in-law.

What they said about gains and losses, every drink and every peck, was about the speed of progress.

Before there was a Divine Pearl, Spiritualists were indeed in deep water, with extreme personalities, twisted minds, and dilapidated and decaying bodies.

But in terms of progress, this state was easier to improve because you had to move forward if you didn't want to die.

After the emergence of Xuanhuang's various methods, although the whole body and mind had been changed, the pressure was less, so the speed of Spiritualist's progress was also slower.

Of course, strictly speaking, it's not that the speed of progress is slower, it hasn't changed, and it's even faster than before because it's more autonomous.

It's the speed of crossing levels, upgrading, breaking through, and passing barriers that's slower.

Everyone is cautious, they will consider a lot, and they will prepare a lot.

Unlike before, there was no time to prepare, either die, or die from a failed breakthrough, both were death.

Once you didn't die from the breakthrough, you succeeded.

“What the rebellious son said is also reasonable. Prolonged stagnation requires change, otherwise, it will still decay.”

The patriarch seemed to have made a difficult decision and said this.

Even if the sequelae and strange pressure of Spiritualists are reduced, it is still strange after all, this thing has never been a good thing.

Prolonged stagnation is not a solution, a breakthrough is needed.

The only way is to switch to the path of a cultivator.

“Dad, you finally figured it out? That's great, as long as you figure it out, you always say that I'm uneducated, but I know one thing, if my own strength is not enough, I'll find the strongest thigh to hold on to. The Demon Subjugation Department used to be the biggest thigh, but now it's the Profound Masters. As long as we convert to cultivators, it's equivalent to us holding on to the thickest thigh again. I'm so smart.”

“You, you rebellious son...” The words were true, but it was embarrassing to say them like that.

Patriarch Lu Chu trembled with anger.

“Dad, Dad, calm down, don't hurt your body.” the son-in-law said again.

It can be seen here that the atmosphere of this family is actually very good. Although the son seems a bit mixed up, he is not stupid. He opens his mouth to his father with respect, and he is not that bad.

The son-in-law is also good, respecting his father-in-law, and protecting his brother-in-law.

Such a family atmosphere cannot be bad, the family style can generally represent the individual's style, as well as the scale of morality in dealing with people.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The three were in a closed-door meeting when a rapid knocking sounded.

Chief Lu was a little angry, he had said not to disturb the three of them; the clansmen had no manners these days.

Just as he was about to get angry, the door was pushed open with great force.

Three burly men strode in, their demeanor and aura clearly extraordinary, and the three immediately felt a dangerous aura.

Behind these three burly men were clansmen who had failed to stop them, looking flustered and anxious.

"Who are you?"

Chief Lu immediately sensed that this was no simple matter.

However, he wasn't overly alarmed, because he discovered that these three were cultivators, true cultivators.

If they were cultivators, then it was easier to deal with, as long as they weren't enemies barging in.

"Are you Chief Lu, Ke Lu, and Ting Wang?" The leading burly man didn't answer but asked instead.

Instantly, a savage aura of blood and Qi washed over them, not just a matter of temperament and crude clothing, but a pure, physical savagery.

It seemed that within their bodies, there was an indescribable energy hidden; if they were to unleash it, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

"You…" His son, Ke Lu, was about to get angry.

But the clan leader, Lu Chu, instantly stopped him, preemptively saying, "We are indeed the three of us, father and sons. May I ask what brings fellow Daoists here?"

Lu Chu wasn't old and afraid of trouble; he just felt that they couldn't win.

Although the strongest of these three was only at the peak of the Profound Transformation Initial Stage, they were true cultivators, and a true cultivator was a level above in a confrontation.

The peak of the Profound Transformation Initial Stage meant that this person could win against a peak Intermediate Stage Rank 1 Spiritualist, and could even resist a Late Stage Rank 1 Spiritualist.

They couldn't win; all three true cultivators were at the Profound Transformation Initial Stage, which meant that at least three Intermediate to Late Stage Rank 1 Spiritualists would be needed to match them.

The three of them, father and son, couldn't win.

After all, this was just the level of cultivation; true cultivators had many more tricks up their sleeves. Not to mention three true cultivators coming together, even one would require caution and prudence.

"Sorry, sorry, we're disturbing you. We are martial artists from the Martial Dao Alliance, ordered to come to Huangshi to spread our teachings. We've long heard of the Lu family's father and sons, and have come to ask for guidance. This is the rule, right? How about we draw a line here?"

The leading burly man acted like a crude martial artist.

He was just here to challenge them, and only by winning could he gain fame.

He was following the excellent tradition from a long, long time ago, where a martial arts master who wanted to take disciples and spread martial arts would first beat up the local experts in a strange city.

The Lu family's father and sons: …

They were a little dumbfounded; was this really the reason?

The leading burly man from the Martial Dao Alliance was also very surprised. In the past, when going to a city to spread their teachings, there had never been such a courteous approach to challenging them.

They usually caught a Spiritualist and taught them a lesson, investigating the Spiritualist's sins for the past ten years to decide whether to kill or spare them.

But these Lu family father and sons were a bit strange, without too many evil deeds.

It didn't fit the style of Spiritualists at all; they could be considered good people among Spiritualists.

For Spiritualists like this, even the Martial Dao Alliance couldn't directly kill or arrest them; they still had a bottom line.

Merit from the past should be treated as merit, and past misdeeds should be treated as misdeeds.

The Lu family's father and sons had no merit, but they also had no major sins, making it a bit difficult.

They could only come to their door; if they submitted, everything would be easy to handle.

If they didn't submit, they would beat them until they did, and then they, the Xuan Masters, would protect Huangshi, and it would belong to the Martial Dao Alliance.

"This, this, you, you…" The Lu family's father and sons took a while to come back to their senses.

There were many things they wanted to say, but they couldn't open their mouths, they didn't dare!

No one was more familiar with the style of cultivators than they, the Spiritualists.

Overbearing, savage, powerful, cold…

This was how Spiritualists saw true cultivators.

As the saying goes, cultivators had one appearance on Qingyun Mountain and another style outside.

In this dog-eat-dog world, not only was weakness a sin, but even having a good temper was a sin.

Only by being more savage and ruthless than others could one stand firm.

"Don't 'you us' or 'we them', stop talking nonsense, do you agree or not? Draw a line here, be quick about it."

The leading martial artist from the Martial Dao Alliance directly interrupted.

"Fellow Daoist, has the Xuan Master's selfless protection finally come to our HS City?"

It was his son-in-law, Wang Ting, who knew how to handle things, and he hurriedly asked.

If you praise the Xuan Master's greatness, the true cultivator won't refuse a smiling face and will respond enthusiastically; this was the experience summarized by the Spiritualists, and it worked very well.

Sure enough, upon hearing Wang Ting say this.

The three burly men immediately beamed with joy, feeling that this young man knew how to talk. Wasn't the Xuan Master selflessly protecting many people?

Competing for HS City, calling it protection, how well he spoke.

"Haha, you must be Wang Ting, I've long heard that you're a talented man, and indeed you are… That's right, the Xuan Master's protection has descended upon HS City. From now on, the living beings of the entire city will no longer have to endure suffering. We three brothers are here on orders, we're disturbing you, brother."

"Dare not, dare not, our father and sons have long been looking forward to the Xuan Master's descent of light, so that the common people of our city can return to the era of light. We've been looking forward to it for a long, long time," Wang Ting said.

"Haha, Brother Wang, isn't this the end of hardship? We're not late, are we?" the burly man said.

"No, no, you've come at just the right time. Coincidentally, the adults at the Zhenxie Department headquarters have also made the most correct decision. My father and sons were just gathered together, rejoicing over this matter, and you came at the perfect time," Wang Ting said.

After saying this, the clan leader, Lu Chu, looked as if to say: Yes, yes, yes, my good son-in-law is right, that's what we were doing.

His son, Lu Ke, however, had a dumbfounded expression: Is this right? Did I remember it wrong?

"Oh? The three fellow Daoists indeed have a promising future, a future with limitless potential!"

The burly man responded in surprise.

Don't really think of the burly men of the Martial Dao Alliance as fools; they were also acting, and even had good acting skills.

The style of acting like a crude martial artist was because it was the symbol of the Martial Dao Alliance.

This style led to everyone knowing that these martial artists were not to be trifled with, as they would cause big trouble.

The Martial Dao Alliance was too lazy to correct this style, just letting it be, loving whoever it loved. 'I'm a crude martial artist, so don't mess with me, or I'll beat you up.'

But that didn't mean they were really stupid; they were all very shrewd.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't believe us?" Wang Ting said.

Wang Ting saw through something, and the martial artist of the Martial Dao Alliance also knew that Wang Ting saw through something, but he didn't reveal it.

"Should I believe you?"

The martial artist of the Martial Dao Alliance smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, you should believe us, because we will become true fellow Daoists next. In that case, do you still not believe us?" Wang Ting said with a confident grasp of the situation.

"What does this mean?"

The martial artist of the Martial Dao Alliance couldn't think of it for a moment.

"It's very simple. Our father and sons are not only celebrating the decision of the Zhenxie Department, but also planning to completely change our path and switch to cultivating as true cultivators… You tell me, isn't this being true fellow Daoists?" Wang Ting.

The three from the Martial Dao Alliance: (Ω Д Ω)

… (End of this chapter)