C254 No Refusal
C254 No Refusal
Chu Yan remembered the heartfelt smiles on the citizens' faces when they tried to calm the internal conflict.
Chu Yan remembered the cheers of his subjects when they returned to the capital.
What he had always done was to protect.
Not only the people back then, there were also people protecting Xiao Pei at the border, protecting Lin Miaoran in the forest, and so on.
Although a mortal's life could not compare to a cultivator's, cultivators relied on mortal resources to live on and be carefree.
Cultivators would protect mortals.
The disciples of the Shattered Star Pavilion would protect all living beings in their territories and protect them from destruction!
Turning around to look at the despairing crowd, Chu Yan felt as if his blood was boiling and his chest was about to be ripped apart. He wanted to scream.
At this moment, Chu Yan felt a sense of wisdom.
The previous confusion he had felt was now cleared up and he was suddenly enlightened.
Although his heart was previously filled with hatred from being kicked out of his home, at this moment, Chu Yan suddenly realized something from his words.
Of course he had to take revenge, but he couldn't forget his heart!
In that moment, it was as if mountains had been pulled out of the ground in Chu Yan's eyes, as if the morning clouds had scattered the melted snow, as if a gigantic dragon was soaring across the nine heavens.
Jiang Panmeng looked at Chu Yan in shock.
At this moment, she could clearly feel Chu Yan's change.
This feeling was as if he was watching a giant cocoon break apart and a multicolored butterfly spread its wings!
Her life experiences were different from Chu Yan's, so the shock she received in her heart was far inferior to Chu Yan's, but at this moment, Jiang Panmeng was also infected by Yang Wen's words. Chu Yan's change in aura caused her heart to surge with emotion, and the long sword in her hands tightened.
Yang Wen was also looking at Chu Yan at this moment.
He had a lot of experience in life, so he had to feel Chu Yan's changes more clearly at this moment.
"This boy —" Yang Wen exclaimed in his heart.
At this time, Chu Yan took a deep breath, swallowed a mountain and river in one breath, held onto the Soul Locking Spear, and cupped his hands towards Yang Wen, saying in a loud voice, "disciple of the Shattered Star Pavilion Chu Yan, I hereby swear that even if my body is smashed into smithereens, I will ensure everyone's safety!"
At this moment, Chu Yan felt as if he had returned to a scene from several years ago, when he had dominated the battlefield and protected the people of Dawn and the Mountain and River Union behind him.
Jiang Panmeng's eyes grew hot, and she swore the same.
This emotion instantly shook the hearts of several people in the crowd.
"Alright!" Yang Wen's eyes lit up, he stepped forward and faced the people inside the carriage, and said, "I know that there are a few cultivators here, if you are not willing, I will definitely not blame you, but if you are willing, then I, Shattered Star Pavilion, will invite you out to fight the beast tide with me!"
With that said, Yang Wen shook the array in his hand.
Any cultivator who saw a formation would know what they were going to face if they agreed.
At this moment, sounds resounded from outside the carriage like thunder, but the interior of the carriage was deathly silent.
Due to the loud noise, the ordinary people could not hear the words Chu Yan and the others just spoke, so the only people in the carriage that understood the meaning of Yang Wen's invitation were the few cultivators who had yet to take action.
All of the cultivators were struggling and hesitating.
In the face of death, they couldn't be blamed.
The beast tide was getting closer.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the crowd.
The bearded man who had scolded the old woman and forced her to give up her seat was now struggling with his face. After a long while, as if he had made some sort of decision, he embraced the young woman beside him and hugged her tightly.
But just as the young lady looked startled and did not know what had happened, the bearded man pushed her away, without a trace of fear on his face, he walked forward and stood in front of Yang Wen and cupped his hands in a salute: "Rogue cultivator Zhao Yiwei, Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage Great Perfection, is willing to listen to the orders of the Shattered Star Pavilion elders!"
Who would have thought that a person who angrily reprimanded and oppressed a mortal would, in the face of the righteousness of life and death, decisively choose to fight?
That young woman at the perfect age was stunned. She didn't know what had happened as she shouted towards Zhao Yiwei's back.
However, she was a mortal, so her voice could not be heard amidst the rumbling sounds.
However, Zhao Yiwei acted as if he knew what she was saying and laughed, "Scram! "I was just lusting for your beauty. I don't feel anything for you. If you keep delaying my plans, I'll kill you with a single slash!"
Although the words were spoken viciously, tears rolled down Zhao Yiwei's fierce eyes.
The young girl immediately understood what was going on. First, her face turned pale, and then at the next moment, she covered her face with her hands and slowly sat down on the ground, sobbing.
At this time, another middle-aged man walked out from the crowd.
The middle-aged man looked like some rich and wealthy teacher in the academy. When he arrived in front of Yang Wen, he smiled gently, "Sun Yu of the Flying Spirit Sect has achieved great success in his Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage. I am willing to listen to the orders of the elders of the Shattered Star Pavilion."
A mother with a child hugged the infant in her arms and kissed him reluctantly before handing the child over to her husband.
The husband was just a mortal. At this moment, he finally understood what was going on. His face turned deathly pale and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
The mother just smiled and shook her head, saying, "Take good care of our child."
After taking one last look at the infant, this young woman walked in front of Yang Wen, and gently smiled. "Rogue cultivator Tang Qiuyun, you have just reached the level of Third level of the Pulse Condensation Stage, I am willing to listen to the orders of the Shattered Star Pavilion's elders."
The last one to walk out was a potbellied guy wearing luxurious clothing who looked like a merchant.
As he walked, he wiped his sweat and mumbled, "Sigh, how could I have encountered such a situation? I can't let it go, I can't just watch and do nothing."
When he walked over, this fellow was like a talkative, astute, and timid trader. However, when he arrived in front of Yang Wen, this fatty's body emitted a majestic mountain-like aura.
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Of the four cultivators, two were rogue cultivators and two were from the sect.
At this moment, he looked fearless, as if he was about to go out and do some simple task, and stood in front of Yang Wen.
In front of them was a surging beast tide.
Behind them were the panicked commoners who didn't know what to do.
Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng looked at them.
Among all the cultivators, their cultivation realms were only considered low.
In the Shattered Star Pavilion, they were only outer sect and inner sect disciples. But at this moment, the human wall they formed gave Chu Yan a feeling as if it was cast with steel and would not collapse no matter who it was.
Jiang Panmeng could not hold back her tears.
Chu Yan's hand that was holding onto the locked soul spear trembled slightly.
Yang Wen bowed deeply with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you — everyone."
There was no need to say more.
"Old Master, it would be a waste of time if we keep talking. We all know what to do now. Let's begin." Zhao Yiwei said indifferently.
"Alright!" Yang Wen nodded, and turned to look at Chu Yan, "You must remember every step of what I am going to say."