The Way of The Dao

Chapter 876 (Vol 3) – Even If Your Sect Has Disappeared, As Long As You Remember It You Can Maintain Its Legacy!

Chapter 876 (Vol 3) – Even If Your Sect Has Disappeared, As Long As You Remember It You Can Maintain Its Legacy!

"Then you must be a genius in your sect!" Ling Tian nodded and asked, "What sect are you from? Or do you belong to any particular force or clan?"

Ling Tian wanted to know where these youths came from.

However, when Ling Tian asked the latter, Mio Yidans expression froze and at once the glow of joy and excitement in her eyes turned to sadness.

Not only Mio Yidan; Shang Moyu, Chang Yi and the others also could not help but make sad or gloomy faces, as if a painful and sad spot was suddenly touched.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, quickly understanding and thinking of some answers.

"You see, brother Ling, the thing is that our sect was destroyed by other sects as a whole..." Shang Moyu, as the leader of this group, explained to Ling Tian in a few words.

"I see..." Ling Tian nodded, confirming one of his thoughts.

The destruction of sects by other forces was a normal and common occurrence, especially in low-level places.

"So right now you guys are without a sect and want to try your luck to see if you get some cultivation resources?"

"Thats just the way you put it, Brother Ling." Shang Moyu let out a somewhat helpless sigh.

With the destruction of their sect, they no longer had anywhere to go, and their only options were to try to enter under the tutelage of other sects or forces, or to wander aimlessly and be solitary cultivators without sects while waiting for some event or fortuitous encounter.

But both options had their advantages and disadvantages; seeking to enter another sect meant they would have to pass their tests and qualifications, and since the sects near where they live would not accept them because they belonged to their sect that was destroyed and they would not risk having their problems haunt them as well.

The other option of cultivating alone would be somewhat different, but they would not have a force to back them up and they themselves would have to find their own cultivation resources and put in a lot more effort.

"The strongest in our sect was the sect master, who had reached the golden core middle stage after several decades. But the sect master was killed in the siege of the sect along with the other elders while protecting us and making sure that we could escape all the disciples."

Shang Moyu clenched his hand full of helplessness, remembering what had happened and that he too was unable to help his sect when it was needed the most, causing all his seniors and sect elders to sacrifice their lives for them.

Although he had achieved a decent enough level of cultivation, it still wasnt enough apparently.

Ling Tian looked at them and said nothing, still keeping pace with them as they headed towards their destination.

Ling Tian never experienced this kind of tragedy in a sect, as he wandered aimlessly while cultivating alone. But somehow he could feel that what Shang Moyu and the others experienced was the same as what he had experienced as he witnessed the massacre and death of his entire foster family.

This kind of tragedy was marked deep in his heart, never being able to forget it and even having constant nightmares and insomnia in the years that followed, until Ling Tian slowly got over it, but always remembering what he had experienced that fateful day.

"For many, a sect will only be a place to study and cultivate, a place to become strong every day, for others a place to sleep or eat, while for a few it will be a real home...."

Suddenly, Ling Tians voice broke the sad and gloomy atmosphere, carrying with it a feeling of peace and tranquility.

At once, a voice full of mockery and contempt attracted the attention of Shang Moyu and the others.

Ling Tian also looked up slightly, wanting to see the guys who were following them from afar a while ago.

Flying overhead on some flying swords, a group of men and women of different ages stopped and looked at Shang Moyu and the others. Some of them were riding in pairs on the same flying sword.

A young man in his 25s looked with an arrogant smile at Shang Moyu as he stopped in front of their group, implying that he was the leader of them.

"Na Wuyi!" Shang Moyu gritted his teeth and shouted somberly. His gaze finally showed a trace of murderous intent.

Chang Yi and the others also looked coldly at Na Wuyi and the others, even being surprised to notice some familiar faces.

"Junior brother Xuan! W-what are you doing with them?"

A young man beside Shang Moyu exclaimed in a daze before showing a furious expression as he saw one of the young men on one of the flying swords with someone else.

"Brother Hu! Long time no see!" Ming Xuan sneered as he proudly stood on his own flying sword, glaring at Hu Xuo with an arrogant look and said, "You and I are no longer martial brothers, so you better respect me since I joined the Sky Sword Sect!"

Hu Xuo looked at Ming Xuan, but did not respond as he clenched his fists and swallowed his words.

"What do you guys want? We already gave you everything we had when you destroyed the sect, and your sect master allowed us to leave! We dont owe you anything anymore!" Shang Moyu took a step forward and looked firmly at Na Wuyi even though the latter had a higher level than him.

"Hahaha! That you dont owe us anything? Hahaha!" Na Wuyi laughed madly before pointing at Shang Moyu and the others, "You all owe us your lives by not killing you! But since we dont like to be so cruel, well do you a favor by just handing over your stuff to us and well leave without doing anything to you!"

Na Wuyi looked unscrupulously at the storage bag hanging from Shang Moyus waist, as well as at Hu Xuo, Chang Yi and the others.

According to his informants, these guys had been a bit lucky these past few days and had a chance encounter that granted them some cultivation resources!

Seeing some spatial storage bags on some of them, Na Wuyi confirmed it.

The guys following Na Wuyi let out arrogant and contempt-filled laughs, nodding at Na Wuyis words while enjoying their suffering.

"You are an evil and shameless man! Arent you ashamed and embarrassed to do this?"

Mio Yidan yelled at once, glaring at Na Wuyi as she stuck out her tongue towards him, not caring that the enemies were more than them.

"What are you saying, you stupid little girl?" Na Wuyi narrowed his eyes at the sight of Mio Yidan and immediately cast his aura towards her to teach her a lesson: "When the seniors are talking, kids must not interrupt!"

A terrifying aura that seemed to slightly shake the space emerged from Na Wuyi, heading towards Mio Yidan without a second thought.