Chapter 3019: My heart is at peace

As expected, before Ma Shī xiōng could finish speaking, a Xiāntiān rénzú member directly interrupted, his tone thick with contempt.

Seeing this, many disciples' eyes grew cold; these guys truly don't grasp the present situation.

Ma Shī xiōng was so angry he laughed, but his smile was icy as he spoke.

"What am I saying? Huh, we're already at this point, and someone still doesn't get the situation—this is so simple, I shouldn't have to spell it out."

"Can you all stay? What we need to see now is whether we're willing to become sworn brothers, got it?"

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the originally proud Xiāntiān rénzú, each and every one, froze.

The Heavenly Palace requires each of them to choose a Post-Heaven Human Race partner to become sworn brothers, their lives linked, only then are they qualified to stay.

They had known this from the start; naturally, at first they were all unwilling.

After all, who would willingly entrust their life to another?

But the Heavenly Palace's stance is firm; this demand is basic—if they don't agree, there's nothing else to discuss.

As for these Xiāntiān rénzú with nowhere else to go, although they were initially reluctant in every way, after calming down they realized they had no choice; ultimately, the two elders decided to accept this demand.

But deep down, these Xiāntiān rénzú are unwilling, so when facing these Dao One Immortal Sect disciples, they can't help but be full of hostility, proud in heart, truly looking down on them.

As for that, given the temperament of the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples, they would naturally not indulge it.

"Damn, what I'm looking for is a protector of the Dao; I don't need blind obedience, but at least mutual respect, right."

"It's not like I'm looking for a living father to come back."

"Besides, you're all a bunch of defeated dogs; we haven't even shown any attitude, yet you're the ones putting on airs—really, you're giving face while having none."

In that case, the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples naturally let loose.

As Ma Shī xiōng's words fell, before the Xiāntiān rénzú could speak, the disciples spoke up first.

"Sigh, it seems I lack the ability to subdue them; I'll go tell the Elder that I lack the fortune to bear this, and cancel my quota."

Cancel it?

Hearing this, the Xiāntiān rénzú all stared again—what does 'cancel' mean? You might as well just say drive them off or kill them.

But the next second, another disciple chimed in.

"Who says otherwise? My quota should be canceled too—I lack the fortune to bear it, truly lacking the fortune."

"We'll go together, that's how it is now; later we'll surely be killed."

Saying this, the disciples turned to leave, abandoning their quotas—just cancel them.

Upon hearing these words, the originally proud Xiāntiān rénzú panicked outright.

No, how come you want to cancel your numbers as soon as you show up?

Among them, a quick-reacting Xiāntiān rénzú lunged forward, grabbed the nearest disciple, and forced a smile.

"Little brother, don't go, don't go—we can discuss any issues; don't just cancel things right away, that's very inauspicious."

Hearing this, that disciple replied with a fearful face.

"Is there still a need to discuss? I'm afraid I might die in my sleep one day, after all you're so strong, right."

"How could that be? We're on the same side—how could we hurt you?"

"Just now?"

"That was just them being drunk, spouting drunken nonsense—little brother, don't take it to heart."

As the disciples were about to leave, the Xiāntiān rénzú finally panicked.

If those disciples leave, they'd lose only a Dao protector, but for us, it would be our lives.

Even if driven out, where could we go in this vast expanse of heavens?

Moreover, who knows if those primordial demon races have wandered far; if they're still nearby guarding, we'd be done for outright.

As for storming in, that's not even a thought—the barbarian and feather god tribes are still around.

So, their original bluster was punctured by just a few words from the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples.

Reality lies here—whether you accept it or not, it's exactly this.

The situation instantly reversed; those previously arrogant Xiāntiān rénzú were firmly grasped by just a few words.

Faced with the Xiāntiān rénzú's pleas, the disciples who had been grabbed looked frightened.

"You weren't saying that just a moment ago."

"I said just now it was drunk talk, little brother, don't mind it."

"But I'm scared inside."

You damn ……………………….

Looking at these disciples, they said they were scared but showed no fear on their faces; the Xiāntiān rénzú gritted their teeth in silence, unable to do anything—having been completely grasped at their vital point, they could only endure.

With a forced smile on their faces, they spoke, feeling extremely stifled.

"Then little brother, what do you want?"

………………………………

Soon after, a Dao One Immortal Sect disciple applied formation disks, talismans, and secret arts onto these Xiāntiān rénzú.

Whatever they knew, they threw it all on in a haphazard mess.

The effect, in short, was for control.

Feeling the mixed qi from the formation disks, talismans, and secret arts within their bodies, these Xiāntiān rénzú also wore complex expressions as they asked.

"Little brother, is it done yet?"

"Almost, almost—I also lack a sense of security."

Huh???

Upon hearing 'sense of security,' the Xiāntiān rénzú couldn't help but twitch their mouths, their heads full of black lines.

You damn, you have no sense of safety. You just went and put over ten formations, over twenty talismans, and seven or eight kinds of Mìfǎ on my body, huh?

Are you treating me as a trash can? You throw any old thing into my body.

These Xiāntiān rénzú are really dumbfounded; someone even couldn't help but say.

"It's not that, little brother, you've done so much; it's not that I won't give it to you, it's really useless; I just want to break it with a single thought, don't waste it."

That's actually true; you say you've done so much, if it were useful it'd be fine, but the problem is it's useless.

Given their cultivation, those can be easily broken; why are you still doing this?

However, in response, the Dao One Immortal Sect disciples' reply was even more direct; all I saw was these disciples, without lifting their heads, uttering a sentence.

"It's fine; I'm just seeking peace of mind for myself."

"Anyway, as long as you make a move to break it, I'll sense it on my end, and then I'll know you're trying to harm me."

Huh??? What logic.

Hearing these words, the Xiāntiān rénzú fell silent, but upon further thought, it really seems to be the case.

These formations, talismans, and Mìfǎ, although they have no real restrictive effect and can be easily broken, once broken, the other side will definitely sense it.

Anyway, at least it can still serve as a warning, right?

For a moment, the bodies of many Xiāntiān rénzú were filled with the aura of various formations, talismans, and Mìfǎ; the person's feeling became strange, as if their body were inhabited by many people—is this still my body?