Sage of Humanity-Chapter 348 - 346: The Weight of Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer

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At the Spirit Stream battlefield, located at the Righteous Blood Sect residence, in front of the Heaven’s Augury Hall plaza, Lu Ye looked at the young boys and girls before him and thought to himself that the sect master had acted with surprising speed.

Just a few days ago, he had spoken to his Second Senior Sister, Shui Yuan, mentioning that if the sect wanted to grow, they needed to recruit disciples with outstanding talent. In just a matter of days, fifty people had been sent over.

These youngsters before him were mostly around thirteen or fourteen years old, some even younger, appearing to be just over ten, with the oldest being no more than fifteen.

Among them, some already had a foundation in cultivation; at least eighty percent had opened their spiritual orifices, and although the remaining twenty percent had not, their bodies were full of spirit.

Even without expertise in judging people, Lu Ye could tell that these disciples were of high quality.

Where had the sect master and his Second Senior Sister found these people?

However... the youngsters looked somewhat distressed, and even a few of the girls were sniffling quietly; he didn’t know what grievances they had suffered.

Just then, a message from the battlefield marking came through, and Lu Ye checked it to find it was from his Second Senior Sister, Shui Yuan.

After reading the message, Lu Ye’s eyes twitched slightly.

Only now did he understand why the quality of these disciples was so high; they were all among the top fifty from the Three Saints Sanctuary’s disciple recruitment ceremony. How could they not be?

If things hadn’t gone awry, these people were supposed to join the Three Saints Sanctuary, but now they had ended up being brought to the Righteous Blood Sect.

The sect master could actually do such a thing? This somewhat overturned Lu Ye’s longstanding impression of the sect master.

He had thought that these were geniuses gathered by their sect from various places, but it turned out that the sect master had gone to other sects and abducted them instead, which gave Lu Ye a bit of a headache.

But since the people were already here, it was definitely not feasible to send them back; such a revered and respected old man as the sect master had staked his reputation on this act. Returning them would betray his painstaking effort.

Moreover, his Second Senior Sister had mentioned in her message to settle these people down first. Even if the disciples were resistant now, it would improve over time.

"We want to go back to the Three Saints Sanctuary!"

As Lu Ye pondered, a young boy suddenly shouted loudly from below. He seemed somewhat frightened, but shouting out this statement clearly showed his courage.

"Send us back to the Three Saints Sanctuary, we don’t want to stay here!"

The boy shouted again.

With his encouragement, his companions started shouting as well, and some of the timid girls who had been quietly sobbing were startled into crying louder.

For a moment, the area in front of the Heaven’s Augury Hall was in complete disorder.

They didn’t know who had abducted them or which sect’s residence this was. All of them had been about to join the Three Saints Sanctuary, a 2nd grade sect. No matter which sect this was, it could hardly be better than the Three Saints Sanctuary, unless it was one of those 1st grade ones.

But none of the 1st grade sects in Bingzhou would act like this.

Lu Ye watched expressionlessly as the young boys below shouted and vented until everyone joined in the loud cries that disturbed many Righteous Blood Sect disciples who were cultivating, drawing them to converge and see what the fuss was about.

When they saw a group of young boys in front of the Heaven’s Augury Hall, they were initially surprised.

The leading boy continued to shout, simultaneously staring at Lu Ye as if trying to use his firm gaze and expression to pressure Lu Ye into acknowledging their desire to return to the Three Saints Sanctuary.

"Shut up!"

Lu Ye’s calm voice rose, and though not loud, it easily drowned out everyone’s cheers with the help of Spiritual Energy.

The shouting abruptly stopped, and pairs of eyes turned towards Lu Ye. These fifty individuals, after all, had not experienced much adversity; observing Lu Ye’s unfriendly expression, they dared not provoke him further.

"Since you have entered the Righteous Blood Sect residence, from today onward, you are disciples of the Righteous Blood Sect. Forget about the Three Saints Sanctuary or the Four Saints Sanctuary; even if you think about it, it won’t help. If anyone still wishes to leave..."

"Righteous Blood Sect?" The boy who had been leading the shouting suddenly interrupted Lu Ye, "Did you say this is the Righteous Blood Sect?"

Lu Ye raised his eyes to look at him.

"Yes!"

The boy couldn’t help but size Lu Ye up and down, his expression becoming increasingly frightened: "Then you are..."

"The Righteous Blood Sect’s Governor of the Spirit Stream battlefield residence, Lu Ye!"

"You are Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer?" The boy’s face drastically changed, and after speaking, he involuntarily shrank his neck, his previously pumped-up bravado deflating like a punctured balloon.

Lu Ye remained expressionless.

It wasn’t the first time he had experienced how bad news could travel a thousand miles faster than good. However, what surprised him was that even the youngsters before him had heard of the moniker "Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer."

This was not unusual, as for some time recently, Lu Ye’s activities within the inner circle of the battlefield were the hot topic of discussion across the Nine Provinces. These young boys and girls, following their elders around daily, naturally absorbed a lot of this information through exposure.

Over the many years at the Spirit Stream battlefield, there had only been one "Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer." The Haotian Alliance, benefiting from this, naturally didn’t hesitate to publicize it.

The plaza became slightly quieter for a moment before whispers erupted once more.

Whispers about how "Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer" was best at slaughtering entire sects, that he was responsible for the deaths of no fewer than eight thousand people, that he had a terrible temper and held grudges, ensuring those who provoked him met a dire end, and so on...

Occasionally, someone would sneak a glance at Lu Ye and, upon noticing he was aware, quickly avert their gaze, pretending nothing had happened.

"Are you finished?" Lu Ye was somewhat impatient.

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Suddenly having to interact with such a group of youngsters was quite unsettling for him.

The noisy clamor immediately quieted down; even the previous sobs were no longer audible, and the breathing was suppressed to the utmost.

The young man who had been leading the shouting earlier turned pale, his heart filled with trepidation, uncertain if his family behind him would live to see the sun tomorrow.

Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer, a name whose intimidation was not limited only to Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, but even these youngsters from the Haotian Alliance felt the bloody, heavy weight of this title.

"Continuing the previous topic, if anyone insists on leaving, I’ll give you a chance. One year from now, I will personally assess your cultivation achievements. Those ranked in the top ten will have a chance to leave the Righteous Blood Sect."

"Really?" someone instinctively replied.

Lu Ye glanced over at him.

"Never mind... forget I asked," said the youngster as he shrank his neck.

"Any other questions?"

After a moment of waiting, no one spoke.

Lu Ye nodded in satisfaction, "Very well, it seems there are no issues, Guk Yang!"

"Fifth Senior Brother."

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"Take them down and settle them properly. After they get familiar with their accommodations, find some people to teach them cultivation."

"Yes."

Guk Yang waved to the fifty people, "Come with me."

The fifty kidnapped youngsters, as if granted a great pardon, quickly followed Guk Yang, their breaths heaving.

Hua Ci walked over from the side, watching the departing figures of these youngsters and quipped, "It seems that sometimes having a notorious reputation isn’t such a bad thing."

Lu Ye, feeling weary, said, "I’ll return to our sect headquarters to check on things."

He turned and entered Heaven’s Augury Hall, using the Heaven’s Augury Pillar to return to the sect headquarters. He had just appeared in the Heaven’s Augury Hall of the sect headquarters when he felt the vibrations of intense fighting nearby.

Lu Ye flashed out.

Second Senior Sister was standing outside, looking up into the sky.

Lu Ye joined her and followed her gaze to see two figures crisscrossing in the sky, continuously clashing. One wielded overwhelming magic and spells without pause, while the other held a longsword, slashing out beams of sword flashes, making the scene incredibly lively, with the fluctuations of spirit force violent and chaotic.

"Second Senior Sister, this is..."

"The Sect Master of the Three Saints Sanctuary has come," she said.

Lu Ye found this embarrassing.

The Sect Master had just sent the fifty kidnapped people to the accommodations, and immediately the forces from the Three Saints Sanctuary had shown up at Righteous Blood Sect. Clearly, the secret was out!

But considering the Three Saints Sanctuary was a 2nd grade sect, the Sect Master shouldn’t have sneaked into their territory during a disciple acceptance ceremony to stealthily kidnap people; the Three Saints Sanctuary wouldn’t have failed to investigate this.

"Is everything alright?" asked Lu Ye, a bit concerned.

"The old man will definitely be fine. The Sect Master of the Three Saints Sanctuary is no match for him," she reassured.

Indeed, the other party was not a match. He was cursing while they fought, evidently unable to gain the upper hand physically and thus not sparing his words either. The Sect Master allowed him to curse, probably aware he was somewhat in the wrong, thus he was quite restrained in his attacks.

"Don’t worry, I’ve sent word to Master Uncle Pang; he’ll be here soon," Shui Yuan said and then asked, "Have the people brought back been settled?"

"Everything is settled, no issues," affirmed Lu Ye.

"That’s good."

"But Second Senior Sister, don’t you think our actions were a bit improper?"

Shui Yuan smiled, "I know what you’re thinking. There’s nothing improper about it. Righteous Blood Sect hasn’t taken in disciples for many years. Previously, many promising talents emerged from our territory and all went to others, benefitting the Three Saints Sanctuary a lot. Sect Master Yooi is aware of this too. If he really wanted to take the people back, he wouldn’t have come alone. He knows once those people were at Righteous Blood Sect, they won’t be going back. He’s just here to make a statement; don’t worry about it."

While they were talking, another streak of light rushed from afar and instantly broke into the fray, separating the battling Sect Master and Yooi Ganju.

The newcomer showed himself—it was Pang Zhen from the Righteousness Sect.

"Brother Pang, you’ve come just in time. Please mediate this. This old thief took advantage of the ceremony to kidnap fifty disciples from my Three Saints Sanctuary when we were unprepared. Is this reasonable?" Yooi Ganju demanded.

"There were so many disciples attending your ceremony; I only took fifty. Didn’t I leave you several hundred?" the Sect Master replied.

"Those were the best fifty! With them gone, what use do I have for the remaining few hundred?" Yooi Ganju fumed, clearly frustrated. Thang Yifeng really meant to kidnap people, taking twenty or thirty would have been sufficient, yet, he scooped up the top fifty in one go, which was somewhat excessive.