AWB Chapter 94 The God's Grace of Creation, May You Enjoy Eternal Life!
Chapter 94 The God's Grace of Creation, May You Enjoy Eternal Life!
The five members of the Shadowmoon Faction stood silently in place, looking at each other, none of them breaking the silence first.
However, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping that someone would step forward and propose a feasible solution.
Recalling how Zhou Mo had confronted them in front of everyone not long ago, his determined demeanor as if he were determined to label them as evil cultivators, still sends shivers down their spines.
Previously, some people had mustered up the courage to speak up, but without exception, Zhou Mo had pointed out their flaws.
For a moment, everyone's worries intensified, and no one dared to speak out rashly.
In this delicate situation, the people of the Wind and Thunder Sect were the ones who had the right to speak.
However, since Cheng Peng's unfortunate death, the disciples of the Fenglei Sect have become extremely cautious.
Their eyes unconsciously turned to Ma Jian, clearly waiting for him to make a decision.
Meanwhile, Ma Jian was anxiously waiting for Gao Huohuo's hint.
But Gao Huohuo acted as if she didn't see him, her gaze drifting elsewhere.
After all, in the eyes of others, they were all in cahoots.
Once Ma Jian speaks, it represents the attitude of Gao Huohuo and the others, so he dares not act rashly.
The stalemate continued to spread in the air, everyone remained silent, and the situation was so tense that it was nerve-wracking.
Finally, Ma Ruiyu couldn't hold back any longer and broke the suffocating silence by turning his gaze to Gao Huohuo.
He inquired, "Fellow Daoist Bai Qiang, do you have any good suggestions? Feel free to share them so we can discuss them together."
Upon hearing this, Gao Huohuo was slightly taken aback, a troubled look appearing on her face, her eyes flickering as if she were making a difficult decision.
Just then, the mist monster, which had been hiding in the shadows, could no longer contain its eagerness and stepped forward on its own.
He declared loudly, "Fine, fine, whatever the outcome, I'll accept it. Don't hesitate any longer, just tell me!"
Seeing this, Gao Huohuo sighed softly and slowly spoke:
“We happen to have a truth talisman that might be able to get the man in black robes to reveal the truth, but he is a spirit, and this method has never been tried before.”
As for what to do with you, we have no specific suggestions; let's follow the opinions of the others.
After saying that, Gao Huohuo gave Baili Chen a wink, and Baili Chen understood and carefully took out the talisman from his sleeve.
"In that case, let's begin and see what effect this talisman can have."
Ma Ruiyu stared intently at the talisman and said in a deep voice.
A moment later, the arrogant voice of the man in black robes, like the hooting of an owl, came from within the talisman:
"Hahaha, even if you capture my soul, what can you do to me? You bunch of fools, you still can't do anything to me!"
However, before he could finish speaking, his tone suddenly changed.
It was as if an invisible force was pulling him, causing him to struggle fiercely.
His voice sometimes became hoarse and rough, as if he were enduring immense pain;
At times, a hint of confusion and bewilderment lingered, as if lost in a chaotic fog.
"What's your name?"
Seeing that the talisman was effective, Baili Chen immediately seized the opportunity and asked loudly.
“Yuan Kaihe,” the man in black robes answered instinctively.
Gao Huohuo quickly searched for the name in his system, his divine sense rapidly scanning page after page of information.
Finally, on the second-to-last page, I found his name.
However, since this black-robed man only had a soul left, his energy bar was significantly shorter than that of people with the same cultivation level.
"Who instructed you to take people and cultivators for cultivation?" Baili Chen pressed on.
"No one instructed me; I am merely following in God's footsteps," the man in black replied mechanically.
"Who is God? What does he look like? What is his cultivation level?" Baili Chen pressed closer and closer.
"I don't know, I've never seen it before, I've only seen miracles performed by gods," the man in black robes said, his voice trembling.
"What is a miracle?" Baili Chen's voice grew increasingly urgent.
Upon hearing this question, the man in black robes suddenly became agitated and shouted:
"Resurrection from the dead, time reversal!"
The moment those eight words were uttered, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in everyone's ears, and their expressions changed instantly.
Some people looked astonished, their eyes wide and mouths slightly open, clearly shocked by this unexpected answer.
Some people frowned, their eyes full of doubt, seemingly not believing the man in black robes.
Only Gao Huohuo remained calm and composed, as if everything the man in black had said had nothing to do with her and that she hadn't heard a thing.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Qiang, you don't seem surprised?" someone couldn't help but ask.
Gao Huohuo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, before she spoke slowly and deliberately:
"If such a illogical thing really existed, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Why would he need to resort to such underhanded and shady dealings?
Gao Huohuo's words were like a wake-up call, and everyone snapped out of their astonishment.
They all looked enlightened and began to whisper among themselves.
"Pretending to be profound is probably just a way for some people to achieve their goals through crooked means!"
No one paid any attention to Zhou Mo's sarcastic remarks; since he didn't mention any names, it didn't matter who he was talking about.
"Where did you witness the miracle?" Baili Chen continued to ask.
"I don't know, I saw it when I woke up."
Gao Huohuo suddenly asked a question, "How many of you witnessed the miracle? Did you say anything at the time?"
"There were more than several thousand people, and everyone was shouting slogans."
May the grace of the Creator God grant you eternal life!
With over a thousand people involved, this seems to be a large-scale operation. They even have slogans; who knows how many people they've harmed.
"Fellow Daoist Ma, is there anything else you want to ask?"
Ma Ruiyu pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
Judging from the appearance of this man in black robes, he was just one of the insignificant people, and he didn't know any of the key information.
There's nothing more to ask; we can just hand it over to the Lu family when the time comes.
Ma Ruiyu looked around at everyone and said solemnly:
"Let me share my thoughts on the Mist Monster."
Admittedly, he was enslaved and driven by that evil man, which led him to commit the murders. However, the fact that many lives were lost because of him is undeniable.
Therefore, in my opinion, he may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment and must be disciplined to appease public anger and soothe the wronged souls.
With Ma Ruiyu setting the tone, the others also spoke up, each expressing their own opinions.
One person stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:
“I propose that he be handed over to the Lu family for disposal. After all, the Lu family has also suffered many losses in this matter, and it would be reasonable for them to decide his fate.”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone immediately retorted:
“I disagree. The Lu family is filled with hatred right now. If we hand the Mist Monster over to them, he will only have one way out: death. Wouldn’t that be unfair?”
"So, in your opinion, you'd rather take him back to your sect?"
"Hmph, why not take it back to your sect? Our sect is weak and powerless, unlike yours which is large and powerful and has the ability to guard such a ferocious beast."
In an instant, everyone started talking at once, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Ma Ruiyu quickly stepped forward, pressed his hands down, and shouted:
"Please calm down, everyone, and listen to what I have to say..."