Chapter 1705 - 39: The Think Tank’s Far-Sighted Vision [Double-Length]

Chapter 1705: Chapter 39: The Think Tank’s Far-Sighted Vision [Double-Length]

Dongfang Sansan asked with a smile.

"Yes, the Ninth Lord is right."

After today’s events, everyone resonated deeply with Dongfang Sansan’s words.

What is the use of being a hero for an era if your descendants dishonor you? Nonetheless, they will bring disgrace upon you.

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "Right now, it’s just the Southeast. The other directions will also slowly undergo reform. Everyone knows this in their hearts."

The crowd felt a chill in their hearts.

Indeed!

"Now that we’ve reached headquarters, leaving without having a meal isn’t right."

Dongfang Sansan said: "I’ve made arrangements for tonight to have drinks with all of you."

He said with a smile: "As for those who didn’t heed the call, they’re missing out on this treat."

In their hearts, everyone thought that those who didn’t come were actually the luckiest, avoiding embarrassment...

Honestly, although we all want to have this meal, if given another choice, I would have bolted in an instant...

Staying here, every moment feels incredibly foolish...

During the meal, everyone felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Though Dongfang Sansan’s demeanor was gentle and approachable, his words were sharp and pointed everywhere.

He slow-and-steady knocked sense into everyone, the words carrying weight in their hidden warmth and chill.

His words turned everyone’s lips blue and faces white.

"It’s inevitable for future generations to make mistakes, considering you’ve been fighting outside for years and the home’s rules might not be stringent. Of course, this excludes those who established strict family rules early and adhered to them."

"Some people roam the Continent over to drink with friends and don’t return home. Complaining in such cases is superfluous... Where’s the face? If you don’t care for your descendants, complaining now... Well."

"..."

The group of old brothers were all blushing furiously.

Without harshness or angry scolding, yet every word was like a knife to the heart. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"We are brothers who’ve sacrificed everything to guard the Continent. If someone ends up having to apologize to the world’s Guardians because of the implications of their descendants in the future..."

At this point, Dongfang Sansan sighed: "That scenario, I cannot bear to witness."

Everyone bowed their heads.

Given the current trend, it indeed seems possible.

No one dares guarantee that there won’t be a few failures in their family.

In an instant, everyone’s hearts sank, imagining that if after lifetimes of battles, through towering mountains, desolate deserts, icy snowfields, and uncomplaining and remorseless millennia, only to suddenly realize while basking in glory that those they’ve protected haven’t killed as much as their descendants, would have to confess before the entire world...

Everyone shuddered.

The banquet came to an end.

With heavy hearts, everyone said their goodbyes.

Many decided to go home to take a look now, and everyone felt extreme envy towards those few old bachelors they have mocked for thousands of years—they don’t have a bit of these worries.

Watching the crowd depart.

Xue Fuxiao said to Dongfang Sansan: "San, although the reasoning is sound, right now... isn’t it a bit harsh?"

Dongfang Sansan shook his head slowly, saying: "No! Not harsh, still too lenient!"

"Still... too lenient?" Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

"Yes. Too lenient."

Dongfang Sansan sighed wearily: "Little Xue, this world is essentially already rotten."

"..." Xue Fuxiao was speechless.

Dongfang Sansan stood at the wind’s edge, his blue robe flowing, gazing at the mist, he said softly: "Any ruling party, regardless of how noble their initial intentions, but when put into the wider world, there’s inevitably a significant reduction in effectiveness."

"And any ruler, after a prolonged period of governance, the entire world will inevitably become corrupt! All levels of officials, family clans, financial empires... corruption, decay, are inevitable rather than accidental or isolated instances."

"Our Guardian Continent still has hope. But this hope exists because we, the first generation who established the rules and conquered the land, are still here, and we still control the world and intimidate the mundane. We have the courage to change things at their roots. Hence, hope remains."

"Therefore, while we’re still here, let’s cleanse this world. Even if there are wrongful or erroneous killings, it must be the best for the entirety of the Continent’s populace."

"Cleaning it once, cleaning thoroughly, the bloody winds can deter future generations for millennia."

"While we’re still here, while our deterrence is here, let’s finish this matter. With iron-handed tactics, set an example for future generations, erect a benchmark. In future such cases, follow this example."

Dongfang Sansan’s weary smile: "So this time, a bloody warning to the world is imperative. Otherwise, once we are gone; such corruption will be unmanageable. Because future descendants won’t have the creation’s prestige and authority like ours, nor the courage and qualification to cure the poison by scraping the bones!"

"We’re cleaning up now, we can withstand all the pressure from the Shi Family’s backlash. But after we’re gone, even if our successors are stronger than us, they won’t be able to stop the Shi Family’s retaliation! You understand!"

Xue Fuxiao asked puzzled: "Why are you so pessimistic today? You keep talking about us being gone. How could we not be here?"

Dongfang Sansan, hands behind his back, looked at the sky and the drifting clouds, and said calmly: "Because I feel that the ultimate battle between the Guardians and the Wei Wo Zheng Sect... is not far away."

"After such a brutal battle... we’ll certainly wither in the war... Even if we win the battle and destroy the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, our mission will be complete."

"As long as the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is destroyed, even though we may still be alive, after exhausting ourselves for thousands of years, we wouldn’t want to stay in this position and continue to be weary. You understand."

"So then, whether we wither on the battlefield or retire after success, we will inevitably transfer power to our successors."

"If we retire successfully, the continent will be better off because, although we don’t hold power, we are still alive. But if we truly fall in battle... internal chaos may come immediately!"

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "That’s why I must clean up this world thoroughly before the decisive battle! Let this boundless slaughter be carried by our generation!"

"To leave a true peaceful era for at least several thousand years in the future!"

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said: "Little Xue, resisting the Wei Wo Zheng Sect and guarding the continent is naturally our mission. But cleaning the continent, scraping the bones to remove toxins, and leaving a sufficiently long-lasting peace for future generations... is also our mission!"

"It’s an unshirkable responsibility!"

Dongfang Sansan sighed.

Xue Fuxiao was somewhat stunned: "You’re already thinking about thousands or even ten thousand years ahead?"

"What else?" Dongfang Sansan smiled.

"But this continent isn’t just a matter of ten thousand years. What about the following tens of thousands, millions of years?"

"That... I can’t manage it."

Dongfang Sansan smiled, eyes full of infinite longing, and said: "Perhaps... by that time, there will be another Dongfang Sansan, Xue Fuxiao, Rui Qianshan and others emerging..."

Xue Fuxiao also laughed joyfully, saying: "Yes."

"But there shouldn’t be another Fang Che."

Dongfang Sansan said.

"Hmm?"

"Fang Che is a sword of slaughter."

Dongfang Sansan’s eyes flashed with limitless admiration, saying: "His achievements will far surpass yours in the future! Do you believe it?"

Xue Fuxiao scratched his head, saying: "Perhaps."

"Haha..." Dongfang Sansan laughed again, seeing Xue Fuxiao still somewhat disbelieving.

Asked: "Been relaxing during this time?"

"Much more relaxed than in previous years."

"Then enjoy your relaxation."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "You’ll be busy soon."

"Ah?"

...

Fang Che, the ’Sword of Slaughter’ in Dongfang Sansan’s words, was flying and slaying in the God Gu Mysterious Realm.

With cultivation advancing more rapidly by the day, Fang Che once again found that sense of ’ease and freedom to come and go’ in the God Gu Mysterious Realm.

But of course, not invincible.

During the whole process, he encountered two strong warriors again, both the type he needed to flee from after a fierce battle.

And the cultivation of these two felt very familiar to Fang Che: almost the same as the first person he killed!

Among them, Fang Che had already figured out one person’s cultivation level.

Fifth Grade Saint Level!

This is far beyond the scope of Fang Che fighting while exceeding levels.

Fang Che’s highest combat power, if using his trump card, should be able to equally contend with Third Grade Saint Level, but cannot handle Fourth Grade!

But didn’t expect that several Fifth Grade Saint Level individuals were here!

Moreover, these fellows have such advanced cultivation that once they hide their aura, Fang Che couldn’t identify them without a real fight.

This is very frustrating.

"Too insidious! These old guys are too insidious! Why are they coming here when they’re fifth grade Saint level!"

Every time Fang Che was chased, he cursed thousands of times in his heart.

But Yemo’s slaughter, and the immense potential of fighting while exceeding levels, has already triggered the caution and killing intent of many Saint level masters!