Bearing the blue sky

Chapter 237 My merits are immeasurable!

Hongmi Daxian's words left Yan Liyuan speechless.

"But those are ordinary people—" Yan Liyuan said in a low voice.

"The common people?" Red Rice Immortal glanced sideways at Yan Liyuan: "Would you choose to sacrifice a large number of people or ensure the survival of millions?"

"Besides, I've already said that I didn't slaughter the people; it was the Red River Dragon Python, the Locust Demon Prince, and the Plague God Sparrow who did. What does it have to do with me?"

"Without me, the people of Honghe Prefecture would forever live in misery. Therefore, it is better to sacrifice myself to achieve my great cause!"

Red Rice Immortal's spiritual power surged, and with a grab of his hands, the Locust Demon Prince and the Plague God Sparrow were captured and floated towards Red Rice Immortal.

A dragon ball floated beside him, while the Red River Dragon Python was already panting on Red Rice Immortal's arm like a snake.

"A century of planning has finally culminated in the power of my Fusion Realm!"

Redmi Daxian grinned arrogantly and glanced in Zhu Ge's direction.

"Zhu Ge, you are exceptionally talented, while the Six Paths Palace lacks sufficient resources. If you were to become my disciple, the Six Paths Palace would have someone to uphold its authority in the future. Are you willing?"

Hongmi Daxian could have broken through, but he asked Zhu Ge instead, which shows that he truly cherishes talent.

He had previously told Zhu Ge on the surface that he would submit to her, but now he's stopped pretending.

"We have different paths, so we cannot work together." Zhu Ge shook his head.

To everyone's surprise, Redmi Master seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and chuckled, "Oh? Different paths? I've heard you also dream of sweeping across the world and saving the common people?"

"When you framed the official Jingzhe, how were your methods and schemes any different?"

"You led tens of thousands of soldiers, yet only a few thousand survived. How is this any different from a massacre?"

"You're just a rogue cultivator, haven't you ever experienced the frustration of having nowhere to turn?"

Hongmi Daxian spoke one sentence after another, and Zhu Ge listened attentively until he finished.

Yan Liyuan and the others remained silent.

Many things are indeed difficult to refute.

However, Zhu Ge shook her head after listening.

"Where does your salary come from?" Zhu Ge asked.

Redmi Daxian raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Zhu Ge smiled and said, "You think your salary is paid by the Holy Emperor of the Great Sheng Dynasty?"

"Isn't that right?" Redmi Master narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Ge pointed outside: "Your salary comes from the people of this place."

"They worked hard and tirelessly to provide you with food, clothing and other necessities during your vulnerable period, enabling you to grow and develop."

"Do they want your breakthrough? Or do they want you to protect them?"

"I am but a rogue cultivator, yet I still understand the ways of humanity. You hold a high position, yet you always feel powerless and without influence?"

"Some people farm, some make clothes, some perform operas, and some slaughter animals. Each of us humans has our own job and does our best in our respective positions."

"And you, in your position, your duty is to guard the four directions and protect the lights of every household. This is your way, and in essence, you are no different from a farmer tilling the fields."

"Perhaps a farmer is more proficient in farming than you are in being a city lord or manor lord."

"This is humanity, this is the way of humanity."

"In the end, you're nothing but an ungrateful wretch. Instead of complaining about how frustrated you are or how unappreciated you are, just be frank and say you want more and are acting out of selfish desires. That way, I might think more highly of you."

Zhu Ge said calmly, "All of us together make up the human race. No matter how strong an individual is, they are only part of the group."

"Why do you become stronger? To survive. But if you were the only one left living in the world, wouldn't you find it boring?"

"Can you cook? Are you going to stir-fry a delicious plate of bok choy and then taste it yourself?"

"Do you know how to make clothes? Are you going to make a gorgeous yet dignified garment yourself?"

"There were also opera performances, sugar figurine making, cultivation of new varieties of fruits and vegetables, and training crickets to fight—"

Zhu Ge's calm and serene voice echoed throughout the Six Paths Valley.

Humans are social animals.

No matter how strong a person is, even if they could punch the sun to pieces, it has nothing to do with their quality of life.

The idea of ​​"buy one get one free" has nothing to do with strength.

The idea of ​​sugary drinks for couch potatoes has nothing to do with strength.

Games, novels, movies — these are all things that can make life better.

The world cannot do without power, but it cannot do without power alone.

This is the biggest feeling that Zhuge has had since he traveled through time.

Without paper towels, they used wooden chips to wipe their bottoms.

Without a cell phone, one can only look at the sky and pass the days.

Without bottled water, he didn't know how many parasites were in the water he drank.

There are also all sorts of things, all created by talent and wisdom, not by guns and fists.

This is the wisdom of the working people.

No working person should be underestimated.

Punching the sun to pieces and developing a drug that can cure cancer are both remarkable achievements.

For many patients, the latter is even greater.

Only those who are immature and have never experienced society would think that power is everything.

"—And you, you've completely forgotten why you became strong in the first place." Zhu Ge shook his head. "My soldiers may die, but I will tell them why they fight. You send your people to their deaths, have you even asked for their opinions?"

"I used a scheme to frame the official Jingzhe in order to avenge his oppression of the villagers and the rape and murder of a young girl, not for my own selfish reasons. You used a scheme to manipulate the Plague God Sparrow and others to slaughter the people, all for your own selfish reasons."

"It's like a knife: is it the same to use it to protect your own mother, wife, and daughters from being raped, versus using it to force someone else's wife, daughters, and mother to submit?"

"How many people just want to live a peaceful and uneventful life? Why should they be affected by a scoundrel like you with a twisted mind?"

When Zhu Ge first transmigrated here, she thought, "How wonderful it would be if this were a peaceful world?"

In my spare time, I travel around to enjoy the natural and cultural landscapes of the world.

But this is just wishful thinking.

"It is precisely because of people like you, blinded by greed, that the people suffer so much." Zhu Ge shook his head. "If you were truly a rogue cultivator, that would be one thing, but you hold a position yet neglect your duties. How are you any different from that regional lord you speak of who only cares about his family?"

"Everyone for me, and I for everyone, and everyone for everyone."

"Since everyone is working for you, but you only think of yourself, then don't blame us for overthrowing you."

Zhu Ge spoke calmly, but Hongmi Daxian's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

After Zhu Ge finished speaking, Hongmi Daxian's expression suddenly changed, becoming more sarcastic: "In the end, you still don't have the power to fight against me."

"Publicly speaking, you are indeed without fault, and I have nothing to say in response."

"Personally speaking, our interests are indeed aligned, and it's normal for you to oppose me, but—you can't beat me." Redmi Immortal shook his head.

"That's right, I was just acting out of personal interest." Zhu Ge said frankly, "Whether it's for public or private reasons, I have a reason to kill you."

"Then we'll wait and see." After saying this, Redmi Master seemed to have lost interest in continuing.

He turned to look at the phantom of the tree on the horizon that blocked the plague god sparrow.

"I despise fools like you who sacrifice yourselves for the benefit of the people," Red Rice Immortal sneered. "Wooden Daoist? Hah, you sacrificed your life for those people, but who will remember you from now on?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy poured out, transforming the illusory figure of the old man in the sky into a string of red rice grains.

But upon closer inspection, each grain of rice appears to be a human head.

The countless heads were all closed-eyed, their mouths agape as they roared and wailed.

Then, the endless plague, carrying the power of fear, surged toward the Plague God Sparrow.

The plague sparrow was detained and unable to speak; it could only stare wide-eyed with terror on its face.

"Today, I will slay the Plague God Sparrow, the Red River Dragon Python, and the Locust Demon Prince, ascend to the Fusion Realm, and uphold justice for the millions of people of Red River Prefecture. My merit will be immeasurable!"