The entire vast area under the Yinblood sect’s dominion received a new batch of thousands of red disciples every year. Each year, only a few hundred managed to graduate to a higher rank. The rest stayed behind, trying again, desperately seeking survival and resources.
But only one in every five disciples truly managed to rise; the rest would eventually be buried in the forest.
Even so, the forest harbored tens of millions of red disciples, two-thirds of whom belonged to the planet’s six largest Fey clans. The remainder consisted of other clans, with a tiny minority of foreigners.
On this day, all disciples from the six families received urgent ssages from their clans, informing them of the evil they were to eliminate. Simultaneously, all from smaller or foreign clans were recruited by the larger clans. They accepted without hesitation; everyone wanted to owe a favor to the two main families, whose greatest stars had been captured and turned into slaves.
Thus began a completely abnormal and unprecedented event in the long history of the Yinblood sect. All disciples started moving towards a single point in the forest. Yet all these young ones were slightly intrigued because the higher orders from their clans seed strange.
That malignant human couldn’t be defeated directly due to his abnormal bloodline. They couldn’t all attack him at once but instead had to wear him down, attacking in an organized manner, one group at a ti. He couldn’t kill them either; otherwise, the sect would be forced to act and punish him.
Not many details were given, but the word "abnormal," coming from the highest-ranking superiors, made everyone accept without question. All these Feys were very young and had been taught two fundantal rules: the sect was their life, and the most powerful was the law. If the superiors said that was the truth, they didn’t even dare to question it.
Thus, six representatives from the main clans erged among the disciples, responsible for coordinating the attack.
Back to Ambry’s confrontation with her brother, she received the Jade Slip from the whale and saw the contents. Imdiately, her face contorted in fury.
"Veian, this is a setup!" She roared thunderously.
He only smiled dryly and continued to stare at the whale. "You dared to put a slave seal on her. I want to see how you’ll get rid of all the clans and disciples hunting you down; we’ll attack day and night until you..."
He stopped abruptly, shocked. He saw his sister run and grab the whale’s arm, extrely shaken. "Sir, please don’t kill him. This idiot... he just listens to the clan without thinking, I beg you."
"Everyone has their own intelligence to think." The whale spoke, snorting emotionlessly.
At that mont, the little Fey trembled and her eyes beca moist. She collapsed, and the whale saw this and sighed heavily; she didn’t have this personality and would never normally do this, the fault was Corin’s.
"Well, they’ve tarnished our reputation and put us in the spotlight. By the rules, we can’t just openly kill them; if we do, they won’t let it pass."
They spoke, and Ambry smiled cheerfully, holding their arm. Alm ntally retorted to Bruno. ’The bla is on Corin, but you’re going along with it, you lol...’
"YOU BASTARD! ATTACK!" The Fey and his group roared, exploding and jumping towards the whale in the skies.
Ambry threatened to move forward and block him, but the whale held her back by the arm. She turned to him anxiously, but he nodded, and she stood obediently by his side. This only made her brother explode even more furiously; he had never seen his sister act obediently in his life.
It was a dozen Barbarian Feys, but from the left, another dozen Feral Feys watched the situation in silence, ready to seize the opportunity.
When those angry little Feys were ten ters from the whale, a red glow erged from various points below. In less than a second, suddenly and undefendably, nurous red lines shot up into the sky and struck all those attackers.
They were as thin as a hair strand, resembling arrows piercing through everyone’s bodies. Ambry saw it and, shocked, sensed the technique. All those Feys froze in mid-air, and the sll of blood pervaded the scene.
"What?!" The little Fey tried to say sothing and move, but quickly felt his body grow weak... it took three seconds and he, along with all the others, lost consciousness and fell to the ground with a loud thud.
The whale nodded, a wave of Qi sweeping them all far away through the skies. They were only unconscious, but they wouldn’t be getting up anyti soon.
"Good move. There’s still a lot of room for improvent, but you’ve grasped the basics of the enhancents I’ve made," the whale said softly. Then, a small Fey with scarlet wings erged. It was Idris, who waved enthusiastically at the praise.
The whale spoke louder, "Kisala, Ambry, Quirio, and Zaimo. You’ll be responsible for the front line."
"Yes!" The voices of the four echoed. The other three were nearby, watching attentively.
"Idris can’t use this move multiple tis. So, everyone must learn to harness the power of your cultivation in a controlled and precise manner, without wasting your energies or killing opponents. With them unconscious, Idris can attack, draining their blood. They’ll be out of action for two or three months and won’t cause any trouble."
The whale announced, and quickly the Feral Feys who had been watching from a distance sensed the danger and began to flee.
CRACK! Twang! Twang! Twang!
But Kisala and Quirio were equally swift. Quirio manipulated the laws of the earth, creating a barrier in front of the fleeing Feys, and Kisala shot her arrows.
Kisala was skilled at manipulating the poison of her venom rune. She could easily alter the properties and intensity of the poison, and with just one arrow, all targets lost their strength. Then Idris took action.
The whale returned to the cave, leaving that group of young ones on watch. It was a good opportunity for them to enhance their understanding of their realms. However, fighting without the intent to kill could be detrintal in the long run, fostering bad habits. Balance was needed for everything to flow smoothly.
Upon arriving at the cave, the whale summoned the others, explained the situation, and gave orders. "Kaiyka and Calirer use soul power to monitor the area and report on imminent attacks, especially paying attention to assassins and beasts. They’re trying to wear us down, but they’ll eventually send powerful individuals. If they can mobilize Fey clans, they can certainly do the sa with draconic beasts."
The two nodded, but they clearly had bloodthirsty looks; both moved silently to the mountaintop. Kaiyka could handle it alone, but Calirer was placed alongside her to practice and enhance her spiritual cultivation.
"Runula, facing beasts while also fighting disciples is a tough task for the young ones. You’ll handle the beasts with your group. In this case, your group can kill the beasts; it’ll be good training." Runula nodded with a cold look and imdiately left.
"As for the rest of you, prepare to fight any demons that appear. Other Empyreans may show up; they’ll attack stealthily at the first opening. You must protect the young ones." The whale looked at everyone, who seed distressed, and sighed. "They’ll attack us day and night, not giving us ti to cultivate or gather resources. Our gains will be minimal, but in just over two months, the sealed world will open. That’ll be our chance to strike back, or we’ll never have peace."
The whale concluded, and everyone nodded, clenching their fists tightly before swiftly moving out. All who received orders left imdiately, their eyes filled with anger and fury. They had seen the Jade Slip and the defamation that had been created.
If it were anyone else, they would just laugh at the stupidity, but it was the whale whose na and image were tarnished, not theirs. To everyone, he was the figure who saved them, helped them, and guided them to the top. He was responsible for keeping everyone alive and getting them to where they were. No one could bear that peacefully. But he said payback would co soon; everyone could hardly wait.
Alm and Bruno were left alone. They wondered how things had co to this point. They arrived in the divine world wanting to be discreet, but within a few months, they were the center of attention for the entire sect.
One week passed...
As expected, no one had ti to sleep, eat, or take a break. But due to cultivation, it wasn’t necessary. The only issue was Qi exhaustion; if it ran out, they could really die.
They weren’t just disciples; they were distractions ant to wear them down and lose focus. Beasts would attack furiously from ti to ti, trying to catch them off guard. And demonic assassins were waiting for just one opening to strike.
Luckily, the enemies didn’t know that the whale could collect the bodies of beasts and demons to harness their Qi. Using the tattoos, he hoped the most powerful would show up to capture them and then replenish everyone’s Qi.
It was a cycle they could sustain indefinitely... but no one could cultivate, and everyone was losing ti. The entire whale’s group had been marked since the scale capture. With so many powerful demonic assassins hunting them, if he decided to split the group, there was a risk soone would be caught and killed. They couldn’t risk anyone’s life, so staying together and still was the safest option until the appointed day.
One month passed...
Everything was sohow flowing well until the enemies realized sothing was amiss. They should have been very worn out by now, no matter how powerful they were; yet everyone was completely intact. So, their tactic changed...
That morning, the new attackers didn’t advance directly and didn’t belong to a single clan either. They were from the Feral Fey and Barbarian Fey clans. Kisala and Ambry noticed sothing strange and moved forward, looking at them coldly; they knew these people.
They didn’t attack and simply spoke almost simultaneously. "Lady, we will save you soon."
"Fuck off! I don’t need anyone to save from anything, I’m here because I want to be, you bastard!" Ambry roared, entering battle mode. It was hard to keep a sane mind after a full month of non-stop fighting and still not being able to kill or attack with full force.
The Feral Fey next to Kisala felt her cold gaze and spoke dryly. "The punishnt for the vile Blood Tears Fey clan is already underway. They secretly changed their techniques and created sothing malevolent; now they’re using it against everyone. Our clan is personally judging and will punish them with destruction."
"WHAT? HOW DARE YOU!" Kisala roared, completely distraught. Idris, positioned in the distance, froze. His clan was...
The little Barbarian Fey saw that distant young man and smirked sarcastically. "You and your diabolical clan don’t deserve to exist anymore. We also found and captured that woman; she hid her son well from everyone. Soon, we will burn everything, and only you will remain. Let’s see how you’ll continue to exist alone."
"Mother..." Idris murmured, his face pale and anguished.
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