Chapter 2573: We Can't Connect with Those Drinking Juice

Among the immortal sect, numerous contemporary citizens gazed with fervent admiration at the distant, Lu, Cheng Zhen, and other ancient cultivators from history who had left their names behind.

The executive Cheng and others were even more excited, repeatedly seeking people to take photos and shake hands with.

Dozens of Emperor Realm cultivators!

At this moment, the foundation and strength of the immortal sect surged wildly, giving people a sudden sense of security, no longer feeling uncertain or hesitant in their steps.

This is a feeling completely different from that of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang!

Rationally, the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang is entirely trustworthy; the rise of the immortal sect in the immortal Dao universe is closely tied to the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, and this trust and reliability have been tested over a long history—it can be said that, for the immortal sect, the most politically reliable being in the Wu Jin Kong Kong is necessarily the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

This is not only a strong political reliability, but also an ability—an ability exclusive to the strong.

Even if the political reliability of the weak is a hundred percent reliable, it can still be distorted in the face of greater power, and objectively and factually, it is not considered stable.

But emotionally speaking, it is completely different.

The Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang is too strong, too transcendent, too close to the immortal, to the point that some aspects are non-human, making it difficult to regard him entirely as an ordinary citizen, a complete and total friend.

Whereas Yuan and others revived from history as ancient citizens are completely different—utterly devoid of any non-human quality, giving people a feeling of extreme closeness.

"Senior Yuan, hello, everyone is fine, I am Cheng————"

"Senior Cheng————"

"Senior Lu————"

Executive Cheng and one immortal sect citizen after another stepped forward to shake hands with Yuan and company, take photos, and request autographs.

Each one was a fully grown Emperor Realm cultivator, quasi-Emperor cultivator, or Supreme, with advanced age and seniority, yet their behavior resembled that of young fans chasing idols—extremely excited, showing no trace of their former composure.

Truly, historical figures so ancient as to be nearly erased even from fossil theory now appeared before their eyes, alive and real.

Who could not be dazed by this?

Especially Yuan, this extremely ancient citizen executive, is older than the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

During his tenure, the immortal sect formally escaped the state of accumulated poverty and weakness, appearing openly and honorably in the Wu Jin Kong Kong for the first time, rather than hiding like rats, constantly dodging east and west, serving as slaves and furnace tripods—its historical significance is immense, to this day every immortal sect citizen learns this historical chapter first upon entering elementary school.

It can be said that the happy lives of all immortal sect citizens today are closely related to this seventh executive.

"Don't get too excited—I am merely an Emperor Realm cultivator like you all."

"Moreover, due to the vast passage of time, immortal Dao knowledge is outdated and obsolete; I am just an ordinary old man—mythological historical figures should not be deified."

Yuan shook hands with each person, laughing and crying helplessly as he said: "Who knows—perhaps in terms of ability, innovative research, and military formations, most of you are stronger than me; citizens grow stronger generation after generation."

"We must be objective, seek truth from facts, and not impose mythical halos upon us old-timers."

"Indeed."

"Everyone must be rational."

Lu interface, voice calm and gentle, said: "Just now we discussed among ourselves—you must not immediately entrust us with heavy responsibilities at the outset; we must undergo testing, prove our competence, and only then be assigned to suitable positions, fully respecting the current political landscape."

"We cannot say, some old-timers have revived and immediately seized great power—this would be detrimental to the citizens."

"This statement is somewhat unpleasant to hear."

"But after thinking it over, we still feel this must be said, and it must come from us proactively; otherwise, it would be disadvantageous to you juniors, as politically, many might blame you for disrespecting the ancients, and under pressure, you might make decisions harmful to the immortal sect as a whole—such mistakes must not be made."

"In the current golden age of prosperity, peerless heavenly pride and powerful ancient emperors are too numerous; the immortal sect's margin for error is too small, the situation is difficult and perilous, and it is best to avoid any error as much as possible."

When he spoke these words, the surrounding circle of revived Emperor Realm cultivators remained utterly calm, showing no reaction to this sweeping criticism of their own interests.

Clearly, prior to this, there had indeed been a collective discussion, and it was Lu who voiced it—not Lu alone sacrificing everyone's interests before posterity to craft his own lofty image.

You must know, this is truly not some trivial matter of chicken feathers and garlic skins, a minor interest.

This group of revived Emperor Realm cultivators has at most a million years of lifespan left—the true final stage of life; converted to mortals, they are ninety years old, with only ten years left before returning to heaven.

At this final stage of life, they must obtain opportunities, attain high positions to participate in top-tier immortal Dao research; otherwise, even if longevity opportunities exist, according to the immortal sect's allocation system, they would not get their turn.

No military merit means no rewards—this is the principle.

Now, at this juncture of life and death, they are still able to do so.

This group of revived Emperor Realm cultivators truly embodies the immortal sect citizens' collective action, collective decision-making, and resolute execution of political ideals, emphasizing collectivism to an extreme degree.

"Esteemed seniors————"

Executive Cheng and a group of immortal sect officials, along with a large number of immortal sect citizens, had slightly reddened eye sockets, feeling almost shattered by guilt, heads bowed.

Speaking honestly, amidst the revival of numerous ancient citizens, while they felt excitement and joy, their hearts indeed harbored much unease.

In the world, who can be selfless?

Having come this far, they have given much; now asking them to suddenly relinquish high positions—who could wholeheartedly accept it?

This is not saying they intend to do harm or obstruct anything—it is merely human nature.

Now it seems, they are still not as admirable as those many predecessors of the past.

"Hahaha!"

"How old are you all! Still pulling this act—losing face, aren't you?"

Seeing this, Yuan felt greatly relieved in his heart, taking Cheng's hand and the hands of the surrounding citizens, laughing loudly: "Come on, come on, come on—how many years has it been since we last saw the immortal sect and its citizens? Let's get drunk and not return!"

"Let everyone dance, let everyone play music!"

"For now, don't worry about defense, safety, or even Jiang Ding this brat—he's just a juice-drinker who can't keep up with us; perfect for him to stand guard at the gate!"

The surroundings fell silent, stunned by this revelation.

"Does Senior Ding drink juice?"

"Hahaha————"

Many citizens froze for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

A simple, vast twilight palace descended from the heavens, situated within the Tai Yang Xi.

This is the residence of the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang, the Tai Shang Da Ri Tiangong, likewise a forbidden-area-level imperial Dao heavy artifact.

Rank after rank of Emperor Realm Tusha attendants, skilled in their respective duties, guided one ancient emperor after another toward various palaces, where they temporarily rested, feasted, or entered seclusion for cultivation, reading numerous inheritance documents specially prepared for foreign academicians, and so on—there exists a strict and courteous system ensuring no ancient emperor is neglected.

At the very center of the palace, Jiang Ding slowly approached an exceptionally spacious crystal coffin.

Here, a delicate and frail beautiful woman lies in slumber.