Bringing the farm to another world

No one spoke; everyone stared at Ding Chunming, their faces filled with fear. They knew perfectly well that Ding Chunming's presence here and his words to them meant that the sect knew everything they had done. This was devastating news for them; they had witnessed the sect's methods firsthand, and they were probably no better off than Wan Hai and his group.

As for killing Ding Chunming and then trying to escape, they had no such thought whatsoever. They were very clear that if Ding Chunming dared to appear here alone, he was not afraid of them doing so. If they did nothing, the sect might give them a quick death. But if they really dared to attack Ding Chunming, they would probably find it difficult to die.

Ding Chunming looked at them and then said, "Actually, I can understand. You were defeated by your sect, and you've always regarded Young Master as your sect leader. So, it might be hard for you to suddenly regard him as a god. But you should know the history of your sect, you've used the Real Illusion, and you've even seen Young Master in action. What I'm curious about is why you think Young Master doesn't have god-like strength? What can the God of Creation give his followers? Probably nothing. The God of Creation can indeed make his followers suddenly stronger, but that comes at a price. You should know that the followers of the God of Creation, once they reach the Kingdom level, find it difficult to advance any further. We even invented a term for this situation: Pseudo-Kingdom level. The God of Creation can only achieve this much to be revered as a god. But Young Master can give you endless resources, sect-treasured magical artifacts, and the best cultivation techniques. Isn't that stronger than those gods? Why can you accept the God of Creation as a god, but not Young Master? Why? I'm very curious."

Liu Rong and the others fell silent, their faces ashen. They didn't know why they couldn't accept Zhao Hai as a god. Zhao Hai had done things that even gods couldn't. Perhaps it was a sliver of resentment, a hint of unwillingness to accept defeat? Perhaps they believed Zhao Hai was just lucky, and that if they were in Zhao Hai's position, they could do just as well. Although they knew it was impossible, a sliver of a thought lingered in their minds—that they could do it too. Perhaps they harbored these thoughts to some extent, which is why they had never been able to accept Zhao Hai as their god. Now that Ding Chunming had approached them, they had to pay the price for their choice.

Ding Chunming looked at these people, shook his head, and sighed softly, saying, "You have no idea what the situation is like right now. The sect told you before that you should have faith in Young Master, make him your god, and give him the power of faith. This isn't just for Young Master, it's also for us, because we're about to ascend. After ascending, we'll face enemies like the God of Creation. Facing such enemies, if not with Young Master's strength, are you the ones to rely on? Even Young Master isn't confident against such enemies, so the disciples of the sect must give Young Master the power of faith. This power is specifically for dealing with those enemies. But what about you? You can't even do this much. Young Master didn't ask you to do too much, did he? You won't even give us the power of faith? If you can't even contribute this little bit, then what right do you have to ascend with us?"

"After we ascend, we can still fight the enemy. We just don't regard the sect leader as a god. We are still loyal to the sect leader." A cultivator suddenly shouted, and his words expressed the sentiments of many people.

Ding Chunming looked at the cultivator with a cold smile on his face and said in a deep voice, "What makes you think you can defeat the God of Creation?"

"We've all seen the power of the God of Creation; it's nothing special. Even if Young Master doesn't take action, we can still deal with the God of Creation."

Another cultivator shouted, his words once again resonating with some others. Ding Chunming glanced at them, a cold smile appearing on his face, and then said, "You ignorant fools, do you really think the God of Creation only has that kind of strength? You really dare to think that way. The reason why the God of Creation's strength seems so weak is because he came down from the upper realm and is suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth of this realm. Their strength can only reach the upper limit of this realm, not their true strength at all. You actually dare to say that you can defeat the God of Creation, you really don't know what's good for you."

Ding Chunming paused here, glanced at them, and then said coldly, "Do you think that the young master made you believe in him as a god just for that little bit of faith power? You've seen the situation in the sect, do you think the young master would lack your little bit of faith power? You're too naive. You've been in the sect longer than the people here in the Divine Kingdom, right? Why is it that you don't understand things as well as the people here in the Divine Kingdom? Let me tell you the truth, the young master made you believe in him, actually to save you."

Ding Chunming paused here, glanced at the group, and then said, "Don't you believe me? That's normal. What kind of masters have you seen? Let me tell you, a master like the God of Creation, once he truly unleashes his full power, even just a glance at him could corrupt you and turn you into his follower. What happens when you become a follower of the God of Creation? You completely lose yourself and become part of his power. But if you believe in Young Master and become his followers, you will be protected by his energy, and you won't become his followers. Isn't that protecting you? Yet you can't even do that. So what use are you to the sect? Are you going to wait until you're corrupted by a god like the God of Creation and then turn against us? We're not crazy yet."

After hearing Ding Chunming's words, Liu Rong and the others' expressions all changed. They hadn't expected that Zhao Hai's request for them to believe in him had this hidden meaning; they really didn't know this.

Ding Chunming looked at Liu Rong and the others, then said, "Are you thinking that if the sect had told you all this earlier, you would have already believed in the young master, and things wouldn't have come to this?"

Liu Rong and the others remained silent, but their expressions told Ding Chunming that this was exactly what they thought. Ding Chunming looked at them and couldn't help but sneer, saying, "No, this time the sect wants the power of faith, not anything else. The power of faith is something you either believe in or you don't. You believe in the young master, so you've believed from the very beginning. If you don't believe in the young master, then no matter how much we tell you, you won't believe. Haven't you studied the sect's history? Haven't you used the Real Illusion? Haven't you used the Heavenly Sphere? Haven't you obtained the sect's most treasured magic weapon? You have all of these, but you just don't believe. So giving you too much time and too many opportunities is useless; you still won't believe."

Liu Rong and the others fell silent. Although they didn't want to admit it, they knew perfectly well that Ding Chunming was right. So many facts were laid bare before them, yet they still didn't believe it. Did they really think that if the sect told them the true strength of the God of Creation, they would believe it? The answer was no. They wouldn't believe it either. They would only think that it was a lie Zhao Hai had made up to deceive them and gain their faith. Therefore, they still wouldn't believe Zhao Hai, and Ding Chunming was right about this.

Ding Chunming glanced at them, then sneered, "Why are you all silent now? Nothing to say? Alright, I've said so much to you because, although you haven't treated the young master like a god, at least until now, you haven't betrayed him, haven't betrayed the sect, and haven't tried to negotiate with the sect. That's the best thing you've done. But that's all you've done, so the sect has decided to only kill you, not those related to you. Isn't that more than enough? Do you have anything else to say? You can say it now." After saying that, Ding Chunming glanced at Liu Rong and the others.

Liu Rong glanced at the others and noticed that their expressions had calmed down. His initial sadness also gradually subsided. He let out a long breath, reflected on his life, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He then stepped forward, bowed to Ding Chunming, and said, "Elder Ding, I have never married, and all my former family members are dead. I can say I have no ties now. However, I still have a few close friends who have completely joined the sect. But I worry that if one day they find out I'm dead, they might do something foolish like seeking revenge. So, I'll leave this to the sect. If one day someone keeps looking for me and investigating my affairs, the sect can show this to them." With that, he took out a jade slip, and with a flick of his wrist, it flew directly to Ding Chunming.

Ding Chunming took the jade slip and, upon examining it, discovered it was a projection jade slip. In other words, Liu Rong had left a projection inside. Ding Chunming did not open the jade slip to see the projection content; instead, he simply put the jade slip away and looked at Liu Rong, saying, "Alright, if that day ever comes, I will hand this jade slip over to the person investigating this matter."

Watching Ding Chunming's actions, Liu Rong couldn't help but sigh. He knew Ding Chunming would likely never look at the contents of his jade slip again. Just based on that alone, they were already far inferior to Ding Chunming in terms of magnanimity. He bowed to Ding Chunming and said, "Thank you, Elder Ding. I have nothing else to say. You may proceed." He then stood there calmly. Seeing Liu Rong's actions, some of the others also took out their jade slips, entered some information into them, and then handed them all to Ding Chunming. Ding Chunming accepted them without saying a word. (End of Chapter)