The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 347 - 343 Going Separate Ways
Chapter 347: Chapter 343: Going Separate Ways
Chapter 347: Chapter 343: Going Separate Ways
Upon hearing this, everyone sighed softly, their morale sinking to an all-time low. Nobody spoke up for a while, the atmosphere was oppressively quiet.
“Since that’s the case, why don’t we go our separate ways? Being gathered in such a large group makes us an excessive target, attracting unwanted attention from demons.” The bearded man who had always been with Lu Yong turned to Bai Xiaoyun and broke the silence.
A middle-aged man with prominent brow bones, who had been looking downcast, immediately rebuked, “Easy for you to say, as a cultivator, you can flee on your own, but what about the ordinary people?”
He was the patriarch of a minor clan within Jianye City and was followed by the last surviving members of his bloodline. If they were to scatter, he alone would have no chance of survival, let alone protecting a group of clansmen.
“Daoist friend Chen Chuan, there’s no need for blame anymore at this point. Right now, everyone is a muddy Bodhisattva, hardly able to save himself, so isn’t it a little selfish to expect everyone to protect your clansmen?” Lu Yong responded.
“Elder Lu, if anyone else had spoken those words, I wouldn’t have any grounds for rebuttal. But since they’re coming from you, there are a few things I must say.” Upon hearing Lu Yong’s words, an unrestrainable anger flashed in Chen Chuan’s eyes as he spoke.
Hearing Chen Chuan’s rebuttal, Lu Yong narrowed his eyes to look at him.
Sensing Lu’s gaze, Chen Chuan shrank back slightly but did not back down and continued, “Everyone respected you as a senior and showed you deference and respect, didn’t we? We hoped you could protect us when we faced adversity. Didn’t you promise to do that? What did you do when we were inside of Jianmen Pass?”
As soon as this was said, many surrounding people turned their gazes to Lu Yong. They were all members of the various small clans who had previously followed him. They shared the same confusion. Why didn’t Lu Yong intervene when their clan members were under attack?
“What do you mean by your words? If Elder Lu hadn’t broken open the city gate, allowing us to escape, our casualties would have been higher now.” The bearded man immediately rebutted.
“You are clearly the recipient of someone’s kindness and yet you fail to express gratitude. Aren’t you ashamed?” Several people who had gathered with Lu Yong earlier also chimed in.
Shen Yu and Bai Bi and others could not help but pull a wry smile. They all realized that if Shen Luo hadn’t taken the city wall, broke the sword array and lifted the Formation Restriction on the city walls, how would Lu Yong have been able to split open the city gate?
“Isn’t this not the time to be blaming each other?” Bai Xiaoyun asked.
Everyone remained silent at his question.
“Elder Bai, Jianmen Pass is no longer an option, so surely we can’t possibly be thinking of crossing straight through Wushan?” The bearded man hesitantly asked.
Nobody answered, Bai Xiaoyun also remained silent.
“Elder Bai, you’re not actually thinking of leading everyone into Wushan, are you?” An elderly man asked.
“The situation within Wushan is indeed complicated and risky. However, it is still the closest path to Chang’an.” Bai Xiaoyun sighed softly.
“I don’t want to go into Wushan. I prefer to die in Jianye rather than go into the Wushan.” A Jianye Cultivator from a small clan shook his head repeatedly.
“I also don’t want to go in there. I led my clan members away, we’ve traveled miles and miles in pursuit of Chang’an. I don’t fear dying in a foreign land, but I definitely don’t want to die in Wushan…” Another man declared with a face of horror.
“Die and be buried there? Going into Wushan probably means being wiped out.” Yet another person said with despair.
“Elder Bai, if you decide to venture into Wushan, please accept that I will not be accompanying you.” The voice of Lu Yong suddenly rang out.
“I also won’t…” Right after, four to five other voices chimed in all at once.
Among them were the bearded man and all the Freelance Cultivators who had initially banded around Lu Yong.
“What do you mean by this?” Bai Bi could not help but ask after seeing their reactions.
“Since none of you wish to be the villain, allow me to be that person. I might as well be the one to say the ugliness out loud. I think you all understand that besides being a burden, these mortals have no other use, right?” Lu Yong said.
“You finally said what was on your mind…” Chen Chuan raised his brow in a scowl.
“There’s no need to be sarcastic. You all know very well whether this is only my own sentiment. If even now you can’t make sacrifices, the eventual outcome will be our complete annihilation, isn’t that right?” Lu Yong replied without changing his tone.
“You…” Chen Chuan was left speechless.
At these words, all the Cultivators lowered their heads one after the other, their faces filled with an agonizing look.
“Daoist friend Lu is right…” Another voice chimed in and everyone turned to look at its source.
The corner of Lu Yong’s eyebrows raised in surprise, for it was Shen Luo who had spoken up.
“But, have you ever wondered that in such difficult times, if we as humans can’t even help each other, who can we depend on for protection? If our Cultivators only worry about their own lifeline and common people are ready to become mere fodder, will there ever be a chance of resurgence in the future?” Shen Luo’s words took a sharp turn as he countered.
At his question, the Cultivators who had escaped with their clan’s next generation changed their expressions slightly.
“Look at those children, they are the future of the human race. If we are not even willing to protect them, will there be a future for our race?” Shen Luo continued to speak in a calm tone, but his questioning words made everyone’s heart tremble.
The crowd’s gaze swept over the young children amongst them, kindness and pity softened their eyes.
“Brother Shen, everyone can spout lofty ideals, but going into Wushan is tantamount to seeking death. We cannot accompany you.” A hint of fury flashed through Lu Yong’s eyes.
“Where the way is not the same, there can be no plans made together. Since Daoist friend Lu has the heart to leave, we won’t make any efforts to retain you.” Shen Luo immediately responded.
The crowd was taken aback by his words, particularly Bai Xiaoyun who shot a confused glance towards him.
No matter how one looked at it, Lu Yong leaving was a type of loss, since he was a Cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, and aside from Bai Xiaoyun, was the person with the highest Cultivation level. Who would’ve expected that Shen Luo would be the one to offer a way out?
“This man has long had the intention to separate. Even if we discourage him, it won’t mean much. Even if they don’t leave immediately, it would only be to gather more Cultivators to leave together.” Shen Luo remained unfazed, communicating his thoughts to Bai Xiaoyun.
“Upon hearing you say this, it indeed seems so.” Bai Xiaoyun communicated his agreement.
“Just wait and see. Once Lu Yong announces his intention to leave, there will be more than just he alone choosing to do so. Just earlier, there were several of them gathered together, most likely discussing the matter of leaving.” Shen Luo relayed his insights.
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“Alright then. Since even Brother Shen has said so, why should I hesitate to leave? If anyone here agrees with me, why not consider leaving together.” Lu Yong laughed coldly and then slapped his hand down in affirmation.
