Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Zhongruo couldn't help but said: "Brother, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Demon Tower. Even if I personally don't have that ambition and desire to become the strongest, the Demon Tower as a whole carries countless Disciples’ dreams and hopes, how can we easily give up this opportunity to rise?”

Hearing this, Zhongtian's eyes became even colder. He looked at Zhongruo deeply, with undoubted majesty in his tone.

"Rise? Do you know what the consequences of being greedy and swallowing an elephant are? It is destruction, complete demise. Although the Demon Tower is quite powerful, it is far from being powerful in the entire Baize Continent. The reason why we We can survive on this land not because we are strong enough to threaten anyone, but because we know how to be patient and survive in the cracks.”

He paused and his tone became more serious:

"As for the Holy Church, they are able to let our Demon Tower exist not out of good intentions, but because they don't think we are a threat to them at all. In the eyes of the Holy Church, our Demon Tower is just an ant-like existence and is not enough at all. Let them take it seriously. If we really step out of the Star Reaching Tower one day and attempt to challenge the authority of the Holy Church, you should know better than me what the consequences will be."

There was a hint of warning and caution in Zhongtian's words. He was well aware of the status and situation of the Demon Tower on the mainland, and he was even more aware of the power and inviolability of the Holy Temple. He hoped that Zhongruo could understand that true wisdom is not to blindly pursue power and status, but to make the wisest choice based on a clear understanding of reality.

Zhongruo clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was experiencing intense struggle and conflict in his heart.

"Senior Brother's words are correct, but we in the Demon Tower cannot stay in this Star-Zhain Tower for the rest of our lives, like a frog at the bottom of a well, never being able to see the vast world outside." There was a trace of unwillingness and helplessness in his voice, and his eyes The desire and yearning for the unknown world shines in it.

He took a deep breath and continued: "Moreover, the current situation is indeed a rare opportunity for our Demon Tower. Due to various reasons, the Holy Church's control over various places has been greatly reduced. This is why we Rise up, break the status quo, and strive for more resources and status opportunities.

Look at the forces outside that were once far inferior to our Demon Tower. Now they are all developing rapidly. If we don't take action, we may really be eliminated by the times. "

However, Zhongtian was not shaken by his words, but instead strengthened his position. He glanced at Zhong Ruo coldly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone:

"Enough! Everything must be done step by step, and we cannot rush for quick success. I am not against the rise of the Demon Tower, but the prerequisite for its rise must be based on a solid foundation. We cannot blindly take risks, let alone make decisions for temporary benefits. Things that go against moral principles and principles.”

He paused and looked at Zhongruo more sharply: "Don't think that I can't see your thoughts. I know exactly what you have in mind. Do you think that you have snatched away the Demon King Heitian from Ling Xiao's hand? With the sword, we can dominate the Star Reaching Tower and compete with the Holy Church? Don’t be too fanciful!

How many people have paid their lives for that sword, and you can’t feel the bloody lessons at all? What our Demon Tower needs is unity and wisdom, not blind ambition and greed. "

There was a hint of blame and disappointment in Zhongtian's words. He knew that Zhongruo's starting point was for the good of the Demon Tower, but his method was completely wrong.

"Senior brother, it's useless for you to tell me this. In fact, the leader already knows about this matter. This is his intention. He even talked to me about it."

Zhongruo sighed, with a bit of helplessness and struggle in his eyes, as if he was carrying an unknown burden. Although his tone was light, it revealed an indescribable heaviness. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the corners of his clothes, which was his little habit when he was nervous.

Hearing this, Zhongtian frowned, and a complex emotion flashed through his deep eyes. He was silent for a moment, seeming to be weighing something, and the atmosphere in the room became more solemn due to his silence.

After a while, he slowly spoke, his voice low and firm:

"What the leader does is his business. We have no control over it and there is no need to discuss it. But you have to remember that no matter what the outside world is like, as members of the Demon Sect, although we may act in extreme ways, we must also act in extreme ways. Stick to the bottom line. You must not do anything to harm your fellow sects. This is not only a matter of personal morality, but also the rules and honors passed down by the Demon Sect for thousands of years."

Speaking of this, Zhongtian's eyes became extremely firm, and the eyes he looked at Zhongruo were full of expectations and warnings.

Zhongtian knows that harmony and unity within a sect are often more critical than challenges from the outside. He hoped that Zhongruo could understand this and not be swayed by temporary interests or emotions and make decisions that he would regret.

"I understand, senior brother... But senior brother, I'm afraid you don't know. Many strong men have already chased him to the Star Reaching Tower for the treasures he carries. Although they dare not take action in the Star Reaching Tower for the time being, who knows? If there will be any changes in the future, maybe our Demon Tower will be implicated as well.”

Zhongruo couldn't help but said again, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in his voice, and fear and worry about the unknown flashed in his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists, as if he was trying to control the panic in his heart, for fear that if he were not careful, he would pass on this uneasiness to the people around him.

"You can tell the master that if he doesn't recognize this disciple, that's fine. Then Ling Xiao will just be our junior brother and master's disciple."

After saying that, Chongtian left without looking back. His back looked firm and lonely, as if he was telling Chongruo with his actions that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would not back down. Chongtian's steps were steady and powerful, and every step showed his loyalty and protection to his master.

Chongruo looked at his senior brother's back as he left, and sighed helplessly. That sigh contained too much helplessness and struggle. He knew that although he had taken Lingxiao's things, deep in his heart, he was unwilling to be an enemy of Lingxiao.

However, the covetousness of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword on Lingxiao by the Demon Tower had made him feel unprecedented pressure. Those greedy eyes, like wolves in the dark night, were always ready to pounce on the tempting prey.

No mistakes, one song, one release, one content, one look!

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew gently, and the bamboo leaves rustled, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet place. Lingxiao sat quietly in it, his figure blending into the surrounding scenery, as if he had become a part of this bamboo forest.

The notes in front of him were Chongtian's detailed explanation of the magic, and every page was soaked with the predecessor's profound understanding and perception of the magic.

Even ordinary people could gain a lot from it.