Fortunately, Lu Yuan had no interest in making fun of these pitiable people.
Seeing them co to bid farewell, he spoke words of comfort, "There is no need for worry. We all hail from the sa lines of the Nine Provinces, and I have amicable relations with your elders. You are my apprentices, and we are all family.
After you return, devote yourselves to Cultivation, manage your internal affairs, and nurture your disciples. It won’t take hundreds of years for your sect to flourish once again.
If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to seek out at Mi Yun Mountain, and I will offer whatever help I can without reservation.
Rember, Taiping Dao stands with you."
At this mont, Lu Yuan showed the benevolence of an elder and embodied the responsibility of his position.
Indeed, this approach had significant effects.
The School Leaders of the Western Domain’s Five Sects all relaxed their expressions and teared up after hearing Lu Yuan’s assurance.
It hadn’t been easy.
Today, with their sects greatly weakened, they finally saw a glimr of hope for preserving their heritage.
Although this promise was rely a verbal commitnt from the Alliance Leader Lu.
But this was the best treatnt they could ask for under their current circumstances.
Who could bla them for being too weak?
"We thank the Alliance Leader for your concern. We will dutifully guard our borders and will heed Taiping Dao’s commands from this day forward, daring not to disobey."
Several apprentices at this ti also knew to respond appropriately.
That is, from now on, to faithfully serve as Taiping Dao’s loyal followers.
While it may sound sowhat disgraceful, given Taiping Dao’s current prosperity, it will undoubtedly beco akin to a Heavenly Immortal sect in the future.
Since we all co from the sa source, serving one’s own family is not shaful at all.
Others, who wish to flatter a Heavenly Immortal, don’t even have the ans to do so!
The cultivators of the Western Domain’s Five Sects eventually returned to their hos, happy and contented.
Having fought for forty-eight years, heaven knows, no one could fathom the humiliation and pain they had endured.
It was a grief that spanned nearly two to three generations.
Ding Wanxuan represented one generation, Zhen Xuan and his peers another, the generation of True Immortals below Zhen Xuan another, and the several generations of School Leaders from various sects yet another.
Beneath them, there were disciples with even lesser Cultivation.
Counting carefully, by the end of the Northern Expedition, Zhen Xuan and the two generations before him had been completely wiped out.
Two to three generations following him had also largely perished.
The existing cultivators of the Western Domain’s Five Sects had seen their spiritual ancestors, masters, fellow disciples, apprentices, grand-apprentices, and great-grand-apprentices all perish, almost breaking the lineage.
Even they, during the war, might have faced death at any mont.
The pressure and pain in their hearts can only be imagined.
Thankfully, all of this ended with the fall of the Qing Immortal Sect.
They could finally return to their sects, to a life dedicated to Cultivation, seeking mysteries, taking on disciples, free and at ease.
Though they did not gain much from this great war, the lion’s share taken by Taiping Dao,
They had at least reclaid their lost territories.
And with the distant war, peace finally ca.
Being alive to witness the arrival of peace was the greatest hope held by many cultivators from the Western Domain’s Five Sects.
Without experiencing a war that spreads across a domain, one can never truly comprehend the horror and pain of war.
The cultivators of the Five Sects, now deeply understanding the nature of war, might eventually regain their power and spark new ambitions.
But for now, they had no desire to discuss grand sches or the legacy of their ancestors.
They only wished for peace.
Just that simple.
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