The Martial Son-in-law

2"None of the disciples who withdrew from the Extreme Profound Sect will give out a sum of money. As for how much money is suitable, you can discuss it with Chen Teng. Also, from now on, as long as they are still in Dongzhou for a day, the Extreme Profound Sect will take full responsibility for the safety of these people. Also, if their families have any needs, they will satisfy them accordingly. "    

    

Upon hearing Zhang Chu's arrangement, Yuan Zhihong let out a long sigh and said with mixed emotions," After this war, Extreme Profound Sect will be in deep trouble. Now that all the disciples have withdrawn, it will be a huge blow to Extreme Profound Sect. If it was any other sect leader, not to mention understanding, I'm afraid they would use all kinds of means to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, forcing these disciples to stay behind."    

    

Yuan Zhihong's eyes were filled with admiration, "I'm afraid that in the entire cultivation world, there won't be a second sect leader like you."    

    

In the face of Yuan Zhihong's praise, Zhang Chu's reaction was flat. "When we were in our most difficult time, they were willing to help us at all costs. Now that we have overcome this crisis, it would be impolite to squeeze out the value of these people. Regardless of whether other people can do something like breaking the bridge after crossing the river, I, Zhang Chu, can't do it. "    

    

"Haha, this proves that we did not follow the wrong person." Yuan Zhihong's eyes were burning.    

    

Apart from Yuan Zhihong and Zhao Tang, the rest of the Extreme Profound Sect's disciples were all present. They were here to send off their brothers and sisters who had died in battle.    

    

When they heard Zhang Chu's words, although no one said anything, the way they looked at Zhang Chu was even more loyal and respectful.    

    

The remaining disciples of the Extreme Profound Sect could be said to be hardcore disciples. They had handed everything over to the Extreme Profound Sect. They would be able to live a glorious life together with each other.    

    

"Brothers and sisters who have died in battle, how are we going to deal with the aftermath?" Yuan Zhihong looked at the train, and his voice was a little low.    

    

Zhang Chu had already thought about it, so he blurted out, "Each person will have five million yuan for burial, and their family members will be taken care of by Extreme Profound Sect. If you don't have enough money, go and borrow money from Qin Siyu. With the Qin family's current financial resources, they can afford it."    

    

As the saying goes, it's hard to turn a hero into a man with money.    

    

Zhang Chu's strength had brought along the financial resources of Qin family, and the financial resources of Qin family could support the Extreme Profound Sect.    

    

From this, it could be seen that Zhang Chu had already planned everything from the very beginning.    

    

Yuan Zhihong was full of admiration. An ordinary person would take one step at a time, while a smart person would take three steps at a time. Zhang Chu, on the other hand, had already reached the point where he would take ten steps at a time.    

    

He was a reckless man who only knew how to use violence and intelligence. He could only act as a temporary threat and could not walk for a long time. Just like Fourth Lyu.    

    

Only intelligence and martial arts were cowards. They could only talk on paper and walk on the ground.    

    

They were brave and resourceful, and they did not have the courage to do anything. They also did not have the decisiveness to choose and kill. They were just generals, and they could not be considered leaders.    

    

In Yuan Zhihong's opinion, a true king should be like Zhang Chu.    

    

He could drink blood and fight. He could strategize and plan. He could be benevolent and kind, and he could also be insidious and cunning.    

    

Speaking of which, Lyu Ba could be considered such a talent. Unfortunately, Lyu Ba's steps were a little too big, and in the end, he was dragged into an egg. In comparison, Zhang Chu walked more steadily, taking one step at a time. His powerful colleagues were especially careful, and this was very scary.    

    

"sect leader, we can't wait any longer." Zhao Tang walked over and reminded, "Before ten o'clock at night, the train must leave the Dongzhou. Otherwise, Lee Loongwu will bring people to investigate the train. At that time, we will probably fall into an endless' lawsuit '. Not to mention advancing to the Secluded Sect, I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything."    

    

Hehe, this Lee Loongwu was determined to become the enemy of all the cultivators in the world.    

    

Although it was a little extreme, with Lee Qiang's suppression from above, Lee Loongwu would have to take the bigger picture into consideration. He couldn't do too much.    

    

It seemed like the life in the secular world was getting harder and harder.    

    

Fine!    

    

Zhang Chu stared at the train, took a deep breath, knelt on the ground, and shouted, "Everyone, leave first! In the future, I, Zhang Chu, will definitely go to One-Line Mountain to accompany all of you!"    

    

Yuan Zhihong and Zhao Tang were greatly moved when they saw Zhang Chu actually knelt down to see them off. They looked at each other. They also knelt down at the same time.    

    

"Brothers, take care. Your next life will no longer be a cultivation dog!"    

    

The words' cultivation dogs' spoke out the helpless thoughts of countless cultivators.    

    

The times had changed, and cultivation was no longer a shortcut to reaching the heavens in a single bound. The moment many people became cultivators, they became helpless pawns.    

    

Just like Ghost Cultivator, whom Zhang Chu had met at the K bar, had tried his best, killed countless people, and abandoned countless people. In the end, he still came back to be an 'ordinary person'.    

    

The world of cultivation was like a miniature version of this generation.    

    

In any industry, only a very small number of people could succeed. Most of them were just unknown stepping stones, and they would never have any achievements in their lives.    

    

Cultivators were the same.    

    

The other disciples of the Extreme Profound Sect all knelt down to see them off.    

    

"Brothers, let's go first!"    

    

Wu...    

    

The train's whistle sounded like a sorrowful cry as it drove off into the distance.    

    

This was not the first burial train, nor was it the last one.    

    

Wherever there were people, there would be cultivators. Wherever there were cultivators, there would be fights. If there were fights, there would be casualties.    

    

A general's success will be ten thousand bones withered. The ancient people will not bully me.    

    

On the way back, everyone was somewhat silent. It seemed that their essence, energy, and spirit also left together with that train.    

    

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that their outcome would probably be the same.    

    

Including Zhang Chu.    

    

So what if he became the Secluded Sect? So what if he stood at the top of the cultivation world and looked down on all living things? He became the strongest cultivator in the cultivation world. So what if he could flip the clouds and rain?    

    

Hehe, isn't the strong used to be defeated?    

    

The higher one stood, the harder one fell. After all, the throne of the king was full of temptation. Everyone wanted to sit and watch and experience the taste of the throne of the king.    

    

Therefore, as long as there were still people, the battle would never stop. Change of dynasties, the seasons changed, the king fell, and the weak became stronger. There was no end to it.    

    

Zhang Chu bravely advanced today, staking everything on the line. He was just repeating the footsteps of his predecessors, at the same time paving the way for his descendants. One day, Zhang Chu would become the object of everyone's sighs. He would become a brick on the path of cultivation, allowing others to trample on him.    

    

Everyone was tired, and they were even more tired of this endless battle.    

    

But no one could say it out loud.    

    

Was he tired? It was the right thing to be tired! Comfortable was enough to leave a dead person.    

    

Zhang Chu and the others did not rest at all. The first thing they did when they returned to Dongzhou was to organize everyone, including Qin Sitong.    

    

They briefly mentioned the insider information they had heard at K bar.    

    

Zhang Chu said in a deep voice, "There are strong ones among the strong, but there are stronger ones among the strong. One mountain is higher than the other. No matter how heartless I am, I will try my best to think of a better direction. The chances of us breaking through to the Secluded Sect is still less than one-tenth. Very pessimistic. But it's the reality that has to be faced. "From the beginning, the word 'Extreme Profound Sect' was our disadvantage."