Chương 26: A Strategy to Break the Stalemate

"So you're Fang Yang? Hahaha, I never expected that my teacher's newly accepted disciple would turn out to be a cowardly and treacherous traitor. Teacher, you've been deceived by Fang Yang. You nurtured him, yet he's joined forces with outsiders to turn against his own fellow disciples!"

Upon learning Fang Yang's identity, Lü Yue was immediately overcome with grief and indignation. Two lines of bloody tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and his emotional accusations came out of his mouth, deeply moving the audience.

At this moment, Fang Yang became an evil demon king, and the whole world was accusing him, criticizing Fang Xiang, and saying that Fang Yang was wrong.

Hearing such accusations, Meng Zhen was dumbfounded. He looked in the direction, as if asking, "Doesn't your Jie Sect have any rules?"

The Jie Sect certainly has its rules, but those in charge of those rules never enforce them.

That's not entirely accurate either; those in charge of religious rules have long used them as a tool for concentrating power.

Those who are willing to approve of and support him will be exempt from punishment under the rules, no matter what mistakes they make.

This person would say that the doctrine of the Jie Sect is to seize a sliver of hope, and that everyone should have a chance to repent.

Those who are unwilling to support him, or who have opinions about those who support him, will be punished according to church rules even if they mispronounce a single word or express a different opinion when discussing scriptures.

This is how Daoist Duobao understood the concept of "I am the only one who is supreme."

Duobao Daoren's position in the Jie Sect was too secure to be shaken at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Duobao Daoren was trained by Tongtian Jiaozhu and that all the immortals of Jiejiao were trained by Duobao Daoren.

In this environment, Daoist Duobao gradually took shape, and after he cultivated himself into a Great Golden Immortal, his Dao was finally carried forward and flourished.

Fang Yang turned his gaze to Lü Yue, his eyes cold and devoid of any emotion.

He was never a sentimental person. He would quickly integrate into the Jie Sect for the sake of his stance, but he would not feel any camaraderie with those who ruined the Jie Sect's fortune.

Unlike the protagonists in Chinese dramas, he won't always have a happy ending no matter what happens.

His name is Fang Yang, not Tian Xiaocao!

Those who ruin his fortune, kill! Those who are detrimental to the Jie Sect, kill! Those who obstruct his path, kill!

Killing may not be the best way to solve the problem, but it is certainly the fastest way.

Of course, he can't kill Lü Yue and the others yet. If he kills them, who will fill the Investiture of the Gods list?

"Investiture of the Gods?"

Fang Yang had a sudden inspiration; he had a good idea.

Perhaps he should cooperate with the Jade Emperor.

Wasn't the Jade Emperor short of people? He personally crafted a banner to summon the gods, captured the true spirits of these people, completely controlled them, and then packaged them up and sent them to the Jade Emperor.

He didn't need to wait for the Investiture of the Gods, because the Heavenly Court was already full before the Investiture of the Gods.

The Heavenly Court has no shortage of gods, so why bother with the Investiture of the Gods?!

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Fang Yang's gaze towards Lü Yue softened.

When he sells these scoundrels to the Jade Emperor, he can sign a contract with the Jade Emperor in the name of the Jie Sect. Eighty percent of the merits earned by these scoundrels should go to the Jie Sect, and twenty percent should go to the Heavenly Court.

His tactic is called "divine outsourcing."

Lu Yue was no longer some creature born of flesh and blood; he was clearly just one of his workers.

"Junior brother, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but you have no self-respect. You've done something so immoral that even I can't save you. Here's what we'll do: you go and cultivate in my Yin-Yang Gourd first, and once I've crafted a magic weapon, I'll come and enslave you."

After saying that, Fang Yang didn't wait for Lü Yue's reaction before putting him into the Yin-Yang Two Elements Gourd.

This scene made Mengzhen, the newbie, light up.

Fang Yang had just told Lü Yue that he wanted to enslave him. Meng Zhen was both delighted and felt as if a new world had opened up for him.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yang, do you really intend to enslave your junior brother?"

Meng Zhen asked, not entirely sure.

He felt that Fang Yang was acting too presumptuously. Wasn't Fang Yang afraid of incurring the wrath of the Tongtian Sect Leader for doing this?

Meng Zhen still didn't understand the Tongtian Sect Leader's character.

If Fang Yang were an outsider, his attempt to enslave Lü Yue would indeed provoke the Tongtian Sect's wrath.

However, Fang Yang is the direct disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master!

Fang Yang's every action is part of the evolution of the Dao of Intercepting Heaven.

Even if Fang Yang and Duobao Daoren fight, as long as it doesn't escalate to the point of mutual killing, the Tongtian Sect Leader won't interfere.

Of course, if things really escalate to that point, whether you intervene or not won't make much difference.

Since things have already turned sour, why bother asking questions? It would be better to let the two of them settle their differences to the death, so as to avoid escalating the conflict.

It's better for Fang Yang and Duobao Daoren to fight each other than for them to fight with their respective factions.

"Hehe, I am an enlightened immortal, how could I really harm my fellow disciples? My actions are merely to temper my junior brother Lü Yue, to make him endure hardship before he can become an immortal among immortals."

Although Meng Zhen lacked experience, he had personally witnessed Fang Yang take Lü Yue under his wing. A senior brother like that wouldn't be so attentive to his junior brother.

"Fellow Daoist, your righteousness is admirable! However, I heard from Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi that the person in charge of your sect's rules does not seem to be you."

Meng Zhen is a very honest person; she says whatever comes to mind. The poor God of War of Zhuolu has no idea that Meng Zhen is actually a tight-lipped person.

"That is indeed the case, but from the moment he took charge of the rules, the rules of our sect became meaningless. Rules that are meaningless are no rules at all, so why should I care about his ideas?"

If Daoist Duobao doesn't want to get involved, Fang Yang won't hold it against him. But if Daoist Duobao tries to obstruct him from doing his work, Fang Yang won't give him any face.

Look at what the Jie Sect has become! If it's not properly governed, Lion Camel City and the Children's Kingdom will soon appear outside Jin'ao Island.

Daoist Duobao liked the idea of "laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot," and he accepted all kinds of demons and monsters, but Fang Yang did not like it.

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhen couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

He learned a lot about the Jie Sect from Guang Chengzi, and he once thought that the Jie Sect was gradually falling into the abyss of "wearing fur and horns".

Now that I've met Fang Yang, I realize that Guang Chengzi was exaggerating; the truth is not what Guang Chengzi said at all.

Within the Jie Sect, some people already want to change the sect and restore order to it.

Just as Meng Zhen was about to say something, Fang Yang spoke up before him.

"Fellow Daoist Mengzhen, my journey eastward this time is actually to seek the Dao in the Eastern Heaven. I have a matter of great importance concerning the well-being of all living beings, and I would like to ask for your assistance."

Fang Yang originally intended to go to Dongji Heaven, but things became much easier after he met the Crown Prince of Dongji Heaven.

This prince isn't cunning and is very easy to persuade.

If it were someone like Guang Chengzi or Ju Liusun, who are inherently evil, Fang Yang would have fled overnight with a train on his back, and would never have entertained such wishful thinking.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhen asked with a hint of curiosity.

I waited all night for the old-fashioned green train and stood on it for 18 hours. Tomorrow's update will be a little late; I need to catch up on sleep tonight.