1353: Chapter 1346: Awakening Hope 1353: Chapter 1346: Awakening Hope Luo’er didn’t mind being pointed at and talked about; this was exactly the reaction he wanted.
If the crowd remained as silent as a pond of stagnant water, that would truly trouble him.
But once he had roused their emotions, he could rely on his extensive experience to break through their psychological defenses.
Anyone who tried to reason with Luo’er found it very difficult to win an argunt against him if their education didn’t match his.
During his years at Shenghua Academy, Luo’er not only learned the Demon Clan language but also completed the entire collegiate curriculum, particularly majoring in International Politics.
Now, he was no longer the naive high school graduate of the past, but a bona fide college student.
His rich social experience combined with his undergraduate education ant that Luo’er could hardly find an opponent in debate.
Perhaps he appeared particularly passive when it ca to emotional issues, but once politics and military matters were involved, he was nothing short of a fierce fighter who could talk soone into a state of silence with ease.
Moreover, his keen ability to empathize could easily capture the secrets hidden deep within others’ hearts.
Once they showed vulnerability before him, it was nearly impossible to succeed in another debate against him.
Clearing his throat slightly, Luo’er continued to loudly exclaim, “That’s right, I’m criticizing your Emperor Wu, criticizing your Imperial Court.
You are subjects of the Empire, yet the Empire cannot protect you.
The aristocratic families and Sects are eyeing you covetously, treating you like dirt, while your Emperor Wu turns a blind eye.
Think about it, if you offend these aristocratic families and Sects, would your Emperor Wu, your Imperial Court officials protect you, or will they protect those aristocracies and Sects?
Do you still yearn for that terrible world?”
The aristocratic families Luo’er ntioned were the nobility, which, as stated before, resembles the internal political ecology during the Wei Jin Southern and Northern Dynasties era.
The nobility held the power; even the Emperor dared not easily move against them.
The Sects he ntioned were not the sa concept as the nobility but martial arts clans, sowhat analogous to the rampant expansion of Buddhism during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
The Southern and Northern Dynasties were the pinnacle of Buddhist influence, with temples owning vast lands, supporting large numbers of monks, leading completely self-sufficient lives without paying taxes to the Imperial Court.
The Sects of the Dongsheng Empire were essentially in this state, occupying large tracts of land, leading self-sufficient lives, and not needing to pay taxes to the Imperial Court.
Their daily task was only one: cultivation.
As long as they could train talents, it was deed a contribution to the Imperial Court.
Sotis, the Imperial Court even had to subsidize so declining Sects to prevent their collapse.
In Kyushu, Imperial Courts, aristocratic families, and Sects were like three great mountains, and it was always the hardworking populace that was oppressed, struggling to breathe under their weight.
To so extent, being taken to West Outer Heaven actually beca a form of redemption.
To change these peoples’ way of thinking, one had to seize upon the conditions they had grown accustod to, yet were unbearably painful, for criticism.
Kyushu’s residents, long accustod to oppression, just needed their intentionally buried mories awakened, and the agonies of the past would resurface in their minds.
Seeing the increase in heated discussion among the audience, Luo’er closed his mouth, satisfied, and coughed lightly.
Criticizing Dongsheng required not just pointing out its flaws but also providing specific examples.
To this end, he had Zisu find a few Kyushu residents who had married into families in West Outer Heaven, to recount the starkly different lives in Kyushu and West Outer Heaven.
Before taking the stage, their stories had been sowhat embellished, making their tales both moving and provoking anger towards the Dongsheng Empire.
After Luo’er stepped behind the scenes, those well-prepared Kyushu residents began to take the stage, tearfully recounting the misery of their lives in Kyushu, including how they were oppressed and the injustices they suffered.
They then smiled as they described their lives in West Outer Heaven, portraying their happiness in their roles as sons-in-law.
The stories of their compatriots deeply influenced the thoughts of the people of Kyushu, and the crowd grew increasingly animated.
Countless individuals pushed to the front, yearning to hear their compatriots share their joyous lives and comfort their troubled hearts.
After these people of Kyushu were led offstage, Luo’er stepped up again and loudly called for the people of Kyushu to join Abisien, to join the Demon Clan, and he promised them a bright future.
Although the crowd was fervent, it seed they were still watching and waiting, evidently with so reservations.
Luo’er was well aware of their concerns, and he smiled slightly, for he had already prepared for this.
The worries of these people of Kyushu were chiefly about cultivation, a concept that was almost ingrained in their DNA.
In their view, as long as one could succeed in cultivation, there was a chance to transform their fate and escape the dreary life at the bottom.
What Luo’er needed to do was tell them that even without cultivation, they could wield the power of this world and beco powerful beings within it.
“I know what you’re worried about.
You’re concerned that if you assimilate into the Demon Clan, your descendants will no longer have the opportunity to cultivate and reach Core Formation.
Today, I bring you good news: even without Core Formation, you can harness the essence of this world.”
As Luo’er spoke, he took out his magic wand and waved it towards the sky.
No spells were recited, yet a fireball appeared in the sky, swirling and bursting with raging flas.
Of course, without incantations, it was impossible to drive magic; thus, the fireball was actually conjured by Fulajie’er.
As the main speaker, Luo’er needed to maintain his speech in the Kyushu language the entire ti, for once he began to recite spells, he could easily beco confused.
“This is the grand art brought from the Western Continent, magic.
Such magic does not require Core Formation, and anyone has the chance to learn it.
Even mbers of the Demon Clan can study it—look for yourselves.”
As Luo’er spoke, he called two individuals to the stage, one was Baiyue, and the other a boy from the Qingqiu Clan.
Baiyue needed no introduction, and the boy was Tangmo’s student who had studied spells for half a year and had already mastered so magic.
Before the densely packed crowd, Baiyue removed her hood, revealing furry rabbit ears.
Although her ears always drooped from long-term wearing of the hood, they were still very noticeable.
“You see, these two are mbers of the Demon Clan and are also mages.
Now, let’s witness their abilities,” Luo’er said as he stepped aside from the stage.
As planned, Baiyue overca her nervousness and began to silently chant spells, guiding the magic power.
The sky seed to churn like a boiling vortex, visible magic swirling rapidly mid-air under her guidance.
The spell she released was a third-level magic spell.
The reason she could perform this Forbidden Curse Level magic was due to Fulajie’er’s assistance.
As a demigoddess, not needing to consider her own endurance, she could use magic unreservedly.
The phenonon lasted about a minute; as Baiyue lowered her magic wand and stopped chanting, the anomalies in the sky ca to a halt, and sunlight shone down through the clouds, restoring everything to normal.
“This was a display of power by a talented mage.
Next is the performance of a magic apprentice.
Keep your eyes peeled, for he too is a mber of the Demon Clan who has mastered the power you’ve all dread of,” Luo’er announced like a showman.
After witnessing Baiyue’s display of power, no one doubted her abilities anymore.
Everyone’s eyes widened as they intently watched the fox-eared boy perform.
Facing the dense crowd below, the boy with fox ears seed nervous, his hand trembling as he held his magic wand, his chant of the spell stamred and hesitant.
In response to this, Baiyue could only sigh and give him reassuring words.
Luo’er also noticed the hitch, quickly reaching behind to signal Fulajie’er, who was ever-present, to be ready to assist.
They had co too far, and he couldn’t afford to stumble at this crucial mont.
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