Chapter 793: Chapter 767: Abstention
The Martial Saint Assembly officially convened in Rucheng.
The Martial Saints attending the eting conducted preliminary votes on several resolutions.
Among these topics was the matter of Zhou Leng’s Martial Saint status. Because he had consistently concealed his power and rarely participated in Martial Saint etings, the agenda had been delayed and was formally brought to the table today.
These matters included upgrading Zhou Leng’s official status level, Martial Saint protection provisions, special privileges activation, and so on.
Soon, it was approved unanimously.
Following the procedure, the decisions would be submitted to the Supre Court for review. Once approved by the Supre Court, the process would be considered complete.
From now on, Zhou Leng would receive all the benefits associated with being a Martial Saint, and these would gradually change as his rank increased.
In tis of war, the highest-ranking Martial Saints have more power, even exceeding that of the Supre Court.
Finally, the eting launched a "Special Martial Saint Protection Plan." This is specially designed for Martial Saints who have made significant contributions and could greatly impact Dragon Country and possibly all of human civilization.
Previously, it was only proposed for Zhao Dongjun, but by then Zhao Dongjun was old, and he refused this suggestion, requesting that the plan be used as much as possible to protect young upcoming Martial Saints, rather than those old warriors who can no longer lead humanity forward.
When Huang Xuan Pavilion brought up this topic, the room fell into rare silence.
This Special Martial Saint Protection Plan also has so common nicknas.
The Succession Plan, The Last Spark Plan.
If this plan were approved and Dragon Country was seriously damaged, if the Supre Court or high-ranking Martial Saints were compromised, Zhou Leng would automatically assu the position of Chief Martial Saint and General Court Chief, leading Dragon Country.
Huang Xuan Pavilion and so other Martial Saints have already begun preparations for the final war of the Ten Realms.
If this vote were passed, Zhou Leng’s actual status would be second only to the few upper-rank Martial Saints.
Before long, the voting began.
Unlike the previous unanimous approval, five Martial Saints cast abstention votes.
But it didn’t affect the overall situation.
Huang Xuan Pavilion announced the launch of the Special Martial Saint Protection Plan.
The Martial Saints were originally going to continue their discussions and sparring, but learning that Zhou Leng was soon to be promoted to lower-rank, they adjourned the eting early.
Wu Duanxiong and An Tianzhi left one after another. They were master and disciple, a sect with two Martial Saints.
"Did you thank Zhu Shiji?" Wu Duanxiong asked.
An Tianzhi sighed, "That Zhu Shiji is Zhou Leng in disguise."
"Hmm... huh?" Wu Duanxiong turned to look at An Tianzhi.
An Tianzhi was fifty-four years old, and Wu Duanxiong was already over eighty. Even as a Martial Saint, his skin was noticeably aged.
He had been a middle-rank for years, his potential burned out, with no chance of further advancent.
In the upcoming Battle of the Ten Middle-level Sovereigns, he, like other middle-rank Martial Saints, would unite to help Lin Yinghun contend for the new human middle-level Martial Sovereign.
Having once been one of the Three Saints of Mount Tai and having been equal to Zhao Dongjun, he felt a bit helpless but said nothing.
He would strictly adhere to the decisions of the Saints.
In the recent eting, he cast an abstention vote.
His emotions prevented him from agreeing to a Martial Saint who destroyed Zhao Palace and killed the son of a fellow warrior becoming their successor.
But his reason prevented him from casting a vote against.
In these days, he sotis felt dazed, always wondering how he would explain this to Zhao Dongjun when they t in the underworld.
An Tianzhi knew his master’s thoughts and explained, "Don’t you find it odd that Zhou Leng managed to secure two Sovereign positions? There is no possibility besides absolute strength. Luck could most allow him to beco a new human Sovereign but couldn’t help him attain two Ten Realms Sovereigns, let alone..."
"All his new Sovereign positions were taken from the Otherworld, without vying for Blue Star’s quota."
Wu Duanxiong walked silently for a long ti and said, "But, things seem a bit too strange. I’d rather believe he made so kind of deal with the Dragon Race or other groups."
"If that were true, wouldn’t it be more fearso than absolute power?" An Tianzhi said.
Wu Duanxiong glanced at his disciple, knowing that he couldn’t be unaware of his thoughts, having expressed doubts about Zhou Leng in the Martial Saint group not long ago.
Little did he expect such a drastic change in attitude in just a few months.
"As Martial Saints, we must avoid acting on emotions," Wu Duanxiong said.
An Tianzhi replied, "The interests of humanity are the greatest emotion."
"Do you truly believe a newly promoted Martial Saint can shoulder the entire human race?"
"We may not be able to carry it, but we can’t abandon it either."
Wu Duanxiong shook his head and said, "You haven’t witnessed the majesty of thousands of Demon Demigods from the Demon Purgatory, nor understood the power of the Celestial Calamity God. It’s not a matter of carrying; it’s a question of whether we have a clear understanding of the power involved. I used to think as you do, but seeing even Zhao Dongjun powerless to stop things taught
sothing..."
He looked up at the distant setting sun.
"That is, human power is limited. No matter how hard we try, there are things we cannot achieve."
His voice was old and frail.
An Tianzhi said, "There are things we indeed cannot achieve, but the deaths of Demon Demigods by the thousands, the deaths of Beastman Demigods by the hundreds indicate we still have a chance."
"Don’t mistake coincidence and luck for power. Could all of this relate to Zhou Leng?"
"Looking back now, even if he isn’t the one who annihilated the Demon and Beastman Demigods, he has significant ties to the outcos. Those new Sovereigns are likely to belong to Zhou Leng."
"I don’t deny his invincibility during the Grandmaster phase within the Ten Realms, but the situation is entirely different at the Martial Saint phase; he can’t possibly accomplish it."
"What if he does?" An Tianzhi asked.
"You..." Wu Duanxiong said no more and continued to walk silently.
He knew the conversation couldn’t continue.
An Tianzhi looked at his master’s retreating figure, at those slightly drooping shoulders, rembering Zhou Leng’s upright deanor.
He also said nothing more, just slowed his pace.
Under the setting sun, the shadows of the two n stretched as they walked further.
Zhou Leng returned to the Frost Giant Tree to begin preparations for advancing to lower-rank.
He began by reflecting on martial arts.
Beneath the snow-white Frost Giant Tree, Zhou Leng started from the basic palm techniques, slowly cultivating all his martial arts.
Whenever there was sothing unclear, he practiced it repeatedly until he comprehended it, then proceeded to the next skill.
Basic palm techniques, basic fist techniques... Overlapping Waves Palm, Mountain Charging Fist... Celestial Tide Palm... East Wind Fist...
Finally, he took out the Star-slaying Sword gifted by Li Shenkong and practiced the Ancient River Sect’s "Star-slaying Nineteen Swords," one move after another.
Before becoming a Martial Saint, Zhou Leng found cultivating Star-slaying Nineteen Swords particularly challenging.
Now, it was incredibly smooth, except for the nineteenth sword.
After reviewing martial arts, he prepared various pills. Even with Divine Techniques at his side, he still wanted to be prepared.
Finally, he looked towards the tree roots.
The ancient beasts’ blood of the Ten Realms had vanished after the second trial of Ascension to Divinity, with only three drops remaining here.
Zhou Leng pondered and decided to wait. Hastiness is counterproductive.
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