You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

Chapter 442 The Spirit Realm cannot decline immediately; its decline must be gradual.

In May of the 425th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, deep within the majestic headquarters of the Red Heart Society, irrigated by Nayu, the stagnant air seemed to hold its breath.

As the founder of the Red Heart Society, and as the highest focal point of this sweeping tide of will across all realms, you sit in a position symbolizing endless responsibility.

Your fingers tapped unconsciously on the cold handrail, each tap seeming to weigh the weights that could shatter the existing order.

The whispers of the abyss and the roars of hell seemed to pierce through the barriers of space, transforming into the weighty proposal for a plan to destabilize the spirit world restoring itself on the table.

After a long silence, you raised your head, your eyes revealing a frozen flame and a resolute calculation.

You know perfectly well that your idea is a gamble on the future of the Red Heart Society, a bet on that slim but crucial opportunity that you must seize.

Since the other party has shown all the sincerity they can offer, the Red Heart Society should reciprocate in kind.

[Once the order was given, the Red Heart Society, a war machine driven by countless loyal and passionate individuals, instantly unleashed a chilling efficiency.]

Inside the strategic hall, light screens swirled and runes danced, as veterans, strategists, and masterminds from various fronts rapidly converged in the virtual conference room.

[Without lengthy mobilization speeches or cumbersome procedures, the Chixin Society's deeply ingrained discipline and sense of mission gave flesh and blood to the framework of the plan to destabilize the spiritual realm within just a few days.]

Countless meticulous tactical simulations, resource allocation plans, and contingency plans were meticulously crafted, like an unstoppable torrent, with every detail repeatedly refined to achieve perfection.

This efficiency and execution capability are themselves a silent declaration of the Chixin Society, a deterrent to allies, and a warning to potential enemies.

The Red Heart Society never hesitates to act decisively once the conditions are met.

The will of the abyss and the will of hell clearly sensed the Red Heart Society's resolve and knew that they had no intention of delaying any longer.

Thus, without the usual probing and delays, almost simultaneously with the final rune of the Red Heart Society's plan being completed, three primordial authorities imbued with cosmic power traversed the endless void and were delivered to the core of the Red Heart Society.

The light wasn't dazzling, but it was so profound it seemed to devour all light, silently hovering in the center of the specially crafted sealing array, like three stars brimming with infinite possibilities.

This is the ladder to godhood, the ticket to eternity, and also an invaluable lure thrown out by the abyss and hell.

[The divine positions of the three true gods of the rules!]

[Moreover, it was born in the Red Heart Society's homeland, in such a relatively peaceful context!]

There's no need to contend with the will of the greater world, nor is there any need to worry about being ruthlessly crushed by it during the process of igniting the divine fire.

This incident caused a huge uproar among the top echelons of the Red Heart Society.

[The Red Heart Society rises from humble beginnings, fights in dire straits, and every step is stained with the blood and sacrifice of its loyal members.]

From a handful of people around the campfire to a colossal entity that now commands respect across all realms, its journey has been fraught with peril, a path paved with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The Red Heart Society's current achievements are not due to any merit in this particular time and space.

[Through the support of previous timelines and the culmination of civilizations from all previous eras, the Red Heart Society was able to unleash a terrifying power capable of directly confronting a pantheon.]

Therefore, everyone from past timelines is a hero of the Red Heart Society!

Among candidates for divinity, merit is no longer a badge worn on the chest, but a mark of glory imprinted deep within the soul.

Who hasn't turned the tide in a desperate situation?

Who hasn't fought their way out of a seemingly hopeless situation?

[The various highest honors awarded by the Red Heart Society, in heavy boxes, are so numerous that many veterans could easily open a drawer, which was overflowing with them, each telling a poignant and moving epic story.]

Each and every one of them is a living fossil who has witnessed the organization's growth from nothing to its current state.

Each and every one of them is a veteran hero with outstanding military achievements, worthy of being remembered in history.

Their names are, in themselves, part of the history of the Red Heart Society.

However, although the path to divinity is so close, there are only three divine positions.

Even more demanding is the requirement that ascension to godhood is not solely based on merit and loyalty; it demands that the climber be a demigod who has touched the threshold of the rules, and has reached a near-perfect state of understanding of their own path.

This invisible threshold, like a cold curtain of light, instantly and silently kept a group of loyal veterans, who, due to innate talent or the wear and tear of time, had never been able to truly open the door to the rules, outside.

Even so, the number of elders who simultaneously meet the criteria of outstanding achievements, demigod status, and profound understanding of the rules is still so large that choosing among them is extremely difficult.

With divine authority before them and eternity in sight, who could remain unmoved?

Who wouldn't yearn for that?

This is not merely a leap in power, but a transcendence of the level of life itself.

But what truly stirred the hearts of these earliest followers of the Red Heart Society was not personal immortality, but the near-infinite time that would follow them after becoming gods.

This means they will have a longer life to dedicate themselves to the ideals of the Red Heart Society, to create achievements even greater than those of the past.

That unattainable ideal of pure passion, that primal belief that ignited the flame of their lives, might truly, in their hands, on the scale of eternity, gradually become reality. Before this, they had resigned themselves to fate, believing they would ultimately fall as stepping stones on the road to their ideals, never to see the dawn.

But at this moment, the divine position brings both change and hope!

The prospect of eternal immortality gave them the possibility of touching their ideals with their own hands, and even realizing them.

This flame burned silently in the heart of every eligible elder.

Among the many eagerly awaiting figures, Lin Xue's calm yet storm-filled eyes stood out; the old principal's wise and profound gaze; the military elder's iron-blooded and stern aura; and the sword elder's restrained yet sharp edge.

[These core members who were among the first to follow you and who helped you create the legend of the Red Heart Society stand out particularly.]

However, it's precisely because they know you so well.

I understand your deep thinking and the profound meaning behind every seemingly casual decision you make, a meaning that is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Therefore, they chose to remain silent.

There was no attempt to claim credit or ask for rewards, no private requests, not even a hinting glance.

They simply waited quietly, entrusting the choice of which three divine positions, capable of altering destiny, would belong to you completely.

They respect all your choices and unconditionally trust all your decisions.

Instead of immediately announcing the selection, you summoned Agris, Yu Xiao, and the God of Pain, renowned for his unique sense of pain, in a completely secluded core chamber, isolated from all prying eyes.

This was not a victory celebration, nor a rehearsal for the Investiture of the Gods; it was a pre-battle meeting filled with the smoke of gunpowder and the invisible edge of a blade.

The air in the sealed room was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.

[You unfolded your refined plan for unrest in the spirit world, your voice deep and clear.]

The framework of the plan provided by the Abyss and Hell was flawless; every step seemed perfect, targeting the very core of the spirit world.

You discussed the details and deduced the process, your tone calm and even, as if you were simply carrying out a predetermined task.

However, in the depths of your eyes, beneath that calm tone, a cataclysmic storm is brewing.

[The plan, it truly was a meticulously crafted plan by the abyss and hell.]

But if the plan is to be implemented, who can guarantee that no unexpected events will occur along the way?

A tiny perturbation, an insignificant variable, is enough to derail the most perfect blueprint. Isn't this the norm in the operation of the universe?

Recently, the Red Heart Society has been in unprecedented contact with the Abyss and Hell, sending various friendly signals and adopting mutually beneficial postures.

From the outside, the relationship between the three seemed perfectly harmonious and sweet.

Even many members of the Red Heart Society believe that the society has now completely sided with the chaotic camp, opposing the Spirit Realm camp.

Only you, as the highest will of the Red Heart Society, are acutely aware of the cruel truth hidden beneath this facade.

[This is hardly a story of deep affection or strong alliance.]

This is clearly a hungry wolf's temporary fear and feigned friendliness towards a tiger!

[You know better than anyone that once the Spirit Realm declines rapidly as planned, losing this common and powerful enemy, the first blow from the Abyss and Hell will undoubtedly strike the Red Heart Society without hesitation!]

[The Red Heart Society, in their eyes, has never been an equal ally, but rather a piece of fat meat to be devoured sooner or later, a potential threat that must be eliminated!]

Therefore, from the strategic perspective of the survival of the Chixin Society, a cold and clear conclusion took shape in your mind.

In a clash of pantheon-level powers, especially against a pantheon-level force like the Red Heart Society that has no allegiance, it doesn't matter whose side you're on or whose weapon you're in.

[The Red Heart Society will side with whoever benefits its development.]

When you're weak, sitting on the fence is a suicidal choice.

However, if one is powerful enough, that power can guarantee one's neutrality!

The Spirit Realm, as it stands, is indeed the Red Heart Society's mortal enemy, embroiled in a blood feud.

Even mortal enemies cannot completely and quickly decline.

The decline of the spirit realm is a crucial step for the Red Heart Society to achieve its ultimate strategic goal and an essential path to weakening its arch-enemy.

But this process of decline must not collapse instantly!

[The decay should be slow and gradual, giving the Red Heart Society time to develop, and suppressing the precise decay of the Abyss and Hell.]

Meanwhile, as the spirit realm declines, the Red Heart Society may well cooperate with it to jointly fight against the Abyss and Hell.

(End of this chapter)