An Ultimate Martial Art

The annual competition was going on, and the sect competition had always been a major event for the sect. For the disciples, it was an opportunity to show themselves to the sect, and thus gain fame by beheading them and obtaining a greater opportunity to cultivate the sect. Thus, the sect competition was always a happy occasion for the sect.    

However, this time in the competition for the Qing-Yun Sect Sects, the joy from the beginning had long since disappeared. On the contrary, only a very small portion of the disciples were participating in the Large Competition. The vast majority of disciples, even upon reaching the Mage Arena, drooped their heads in a listless manner, watching the intense battles on the arena as if they were watching some boring scene.    

Even more disciples were whispering in private, and all sorts of worries emerged from between their brows.    

"Sigh, year after year, this competition is getting more and more boring. In a few more years, I'm afraid even the Qing-Yun Sect will be disbanded."    

"Qing-Yun Sect has a history of tens of thousands of years and a strong foundation. As long as the Huangfu family still exists, it is impossible for the Qing-Yun Sect to be dissolved. "It will only be us, the outer sect, that will dissolve it!"    

In the end, there is no future for the outer sect to recruit disciples. In these two years, the outer sect will no longer be able to recruit disciples, and the old disciples have all fought to leave, continuing to endure. Sooner or later, there will be a day when I, as a disciple of the sect, will either be judged as a sinner by the imperial court, or listed as a sinner by the immortal temple.    

The disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect were all worried, their voices were heavy, and the air was filled with a faint sadness. A few disciples faced the high platform. That was the position that represented the most nobility in the Qing-Yun Sect and every time the great sect competition was held, all the hall elders of the Qing-Yun Sect s and even the cabinet elders and sect masters would sit. Now, only the unreal Vice Sect Master Fu Zhongxuan remained to preside over the so-called great tournament, which had almost turned into a small scale competition.    

"Is there really no other way? All of us grew up in the Qing-Yun Sect, and this is our home. If the Qing-Yun Sect is dissolved, do we still have a home?"    

An inner disciple who was already over 30 years old said unwillingly.    

As an old disciple who had lived in the Qing-Yun Sect for more than twenty years and had grown up, leaving the Qing-Yun Sect was equivalent to slashing their hearts. The pain they felt when they left was far from something that could be described with words.    

So what if he was unwilling?    

The world changed. This was how the current situation changed. In the face of such a tides of current events, the people were unwilling to even be considered a tiny flower within a big wave.    

"Ai, I really want to go back to fifteen years ago." An older inner disciple about forty years old sighed.    

Fifteen years ago?    

The old disciple's words had obviously poked into the soft spot in the hearts of those who were still nostalgic about the Qing-Yun Sect.    

He looked up at the sky, his eyes unfocused.    

Fifteen years ago, Su Ye, who had his identity of ninth true disciple stripped away, brazenly led a group of inner sect disciples and forcefully participated in the Mystery Clearing Realm trial that used to be something that only inner sect disciples had the qualifications to participate in.    

At that time, although many outer sect disciples didn't say it out loud, they were incomparably happy in their hearts. Because they felt that the spring that belonged to the outer sect was about to come.    

With Su Ye here, outer sect disciples would no longer be oppressed by the inner sect disciples, and the benefits that originally only belonged to the inner sect disciples would also gradually descend onto the outer sect disciples.    

Because of this, many people had already made up their minds to work hard in cultivation. Even if he was unable to become a Successor Disciple of the outer sect, he had to do his best to make himself stronger. When the next event began, he could continue to snatch some spots from the inner sect.    

However, who would have thought that the event fifteen years ago would be the highlight of the day?    

When the Mystery Clearing Realm was opened for three months, the disciples that participated in the event all returned with great rewards, and told the others about their experiences during the trial, a major change actually occurred to their Immortal Cultivation World.    

First, it was an expert called Yu Shi who appeared out of nowhere, leading a large group of experts to quickly seize a portion of the territory that originally belonged to the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom. Immediately after, all the Heaven's Mandate ministers who held the titles of Heavenly Dao awakened and established their respective immortal temples, indicating that they represented the Heaven's Mandate in educating all living beings.    

After that, the The First Dynasty gave an imperial edict publicly admitting the Heaven's Mandate status of the Immortal Temple, and joined hands with the various temple masters to sweep through the mountains and valleys with force. In a short span of three years, the The First Dynasty swept away the three mountains and five mountains with a force that even the Emperor of Tianyuan Kingdom, Nie Fanchen, was unable to match up to back then.    

The aristocratic families who used to secretly control the rights and resources of the Immortal Cultivation World actually all lowered their arrogant heads in the face of the might of the The First Dynasty. The various immortal sects that existed due to the aristocratic clans were disbanded one after another.    

If the disciples of the Mortal Immortal Sect didn't join the The First Dynasty as soldiers, they would enter the various great immortal temples and become pawns to spread the reputation of the temple masters.    

If the two did not enter, either to be arrested by the The First Dynasty for various crimes, or to be sent to jail, or to be beaten up by the Immortal Temple for not admitting to being taught by the Immortal Temple and defying the common people, the lesser ones would be shown in the streets, while the heavier ones would be nailed to the disgrace, where they would be despised and killed by tens of thousands of people.    

After fifteen years, the Immortal Sect disciples no longer had their former glory. Instead, they were filled with misery, and even shame.    

Taking the outer sect of Qing-Yun Sect as an example, in the past two years, they had not been able to recruit any disciples. If the original disciples were lucky enough to awaken their own special fate and receive the title of Heavenly Law Lord, they would be able to immediately shake off their status as Immortal Sect disciple and become an official of the The First Dynasty, receiving unparalleled honor.    

Those who entered the imperial government through various connections became soldiers, or entered the immortal temple to gain the appreciation of the gods.    

The remaining people were either too weak in talent or were not valued by the imperial government or the immortal temple. They were either too weak in birth, or they could not find anyone who was related to the imperial government entering the immortal temple.    

Where in the Qing-Yun Sect did the previous glory of being one of the Four Great Immortal Sects in Yuzhou?    

"Ai, don't say anymore. So what if time has returned to fifteen years ago? With the general situation going on, who can change anything? Furthermore, how could he turn back time? "In my opinion, we shouldn't continue to persist. If we continue to persist, we'll only harm Elder Fu."    

The one who spoke was a fatty, a fatty who had once enjoyed extreme fame in the outer sect of Qing-Yun Sect. It was because he was Teng Fei, the friend of the generation that was the most ferocious in the Qing-Yun Sect more than ten years ago!    

Fifteen years ago, thanks to Su Ye's blessing, the fatty also entered the Mystery Clearing Realm, obtaining a large amount of benefits. After that, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was already a Divine Secret Realm expert now, and an expert at the sixth stage of the sacred art at that.    

In the past, there was no doubt that Fatty would have become a true disciple. But today, he was still just an inner disciple because the outer sect had lost the title of true disciple six years ago.    

Although Fatty did not become a Successor Disciple, he held a high position in the hearts of the older disciples. When he opened his mouth to speak, there was a great deal of resonance.    

"We are all old people, and we are also in our thirties or forties. We actually know some things in our hearts." The reason why our outer sect has not dissolved even now, is because Elder Fu had always been arguing with inner sect, but who doesn't know the attitude of the inner sect? "    

The corners of the fatty's mouth curled into a disdainful sneer.    

"Those bastards of the inner sect, especially the special forces of the Huangfu Family, have all joined the The First Dynasty. The Huangfu Family had been preparing to create the Immortal Temple since a few years ago, they couldn't wait for the outer sect disciples that are dragging this down to hurry up and get out of here, so they wouldn't cause trouble for them."    

"As long as we do not disband the outer sect, Elder Fu will have to bear an extra layer of pressure. So I think, there's no point in continuing like this, why don't we just leave as soon as possible. "    

An old disciple suddenly stood up when he heard this and angrily glared at the fatty. "Brother Fatty, what are you saying? Didn't you say that you must persevere? As long as you persevere until Senior Brother Su Ye returns, you must have a way? "In the worst case scenario, Senior Brother Su Ye can also lead us to establish an immortal temple."    

Fatty was speechless. He did not know how to refute this old disciple's words.    

He had indeed said that he would persevere on. As long as he persevered until Su Ye returned, they would definitely not leave their homelands and become poor homeless people.    

However, these words were just words of comfort.    

He was just lying to himself.    

It's been fifteen years, and Su Ye has already been back since long ago. If he did not return after such a long period of time, Su Ye was afraid that he would not have much luck.    

Furthermore, even if Su Ye returned, so what?    

After all these years, the The First Dynasty's reputation had been at its peak, and he, Fatty, had seen through it thoroughly. The world was destined to be the era of the Mandate of Heaven's Child. Anyone who tried to reverse this situation would only be a praying mantis trying to block a chariot.    

Even if Su Ye was once a vicious person of the Qing-Yun Sect, and even taught such a proud and arrogant disciple a lesson, he was still a normal cultivator in the end. How could he resist the The First Dynasty and the immortal temples that filled the sky?    

In fact, there were even rumors in the mortal world that Su Qingwu had not gone missing, and had instead been forcefully taken in as his imperial concubine by the Great Emperor Yu Shi.    

Although the rumors were not easily believed, it was true that Su Qingwu was not a match for the mighty The First Dynasty. If even Su Qingwu was like this, what could Su Ye do?    

Fatty could not help but feel disheartened. He was afraid that if he continued to persevere, not only would they lose their lives, but they would also be missing as well.