Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Because you have lost the original intention of a monk."

If what troubled Mo Shaoyu was his inferiority complex, then what troubled Meng Ziyuan was his conceit and arrogance.

He had become the hope of the Sanyuan Sect too early, and he also regarded himself as the one with the highest status among the disciples of the sect, and he built up a bottleneck called face for himself layer by layer. Enjoying this honor and maintaining this face far exceeded the cultivation itself.

Therefore, Mu Yunzhong, who had made no progress and had been gathering Qi for thirteen years, was like a waste. However, he was an inner sect disciple like him and a direct disciple of Bai Wangshu. He felt that his identity was insulted.

Jiang Tingwan continued, "A cultivator cultivates his mind internally and practices the Tao externally. Is there any one of these that is meant to compete with others? The journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Junior Brother Meng, it's not that you are not as good as them, but that you have stopped for too long. In your heart, suppressing others in terms of status has become something more important than cultivation..."

Jiang Tingwan's voice was like a meteorite from outer space, smashing through all of Meng Ziyuan's armor. He knelt down helplessly, looking extremely depressed.

In a moment, Jiang Tingwan made the four people in the yard kneel before him with just a few words.

She looked at the four people in front of her and tapped the stone table with her fingers thoughtfully. Now that the shattering had been achieved, all that remained was to rebuild faith, inspire confidence, and complete the creation of new characters.

"However, everything is the best arrangement." The four people in the yard raised their heads at the same time and looked at her.

"I am very pleased that you can realize this before entering Qinghuai City, because it means that you still have room for improvement. You can also strive for the reputation that Sanyuan Sect deserves, and let the entire cultivation world know that Sanyuan Sect's name is no longer due to that lucky break a thousand years ago, but because of your strength."

As Jiang Tingwan spoke, he stood up, his eyes full of trust and encouragement.

"Yesterday we dealt with Cang Yu Sect and Xuan Tian Pavilion successively. I believe you have also seen the gap between us and them in terms of resources. This is also the fundamental reason why our sect cannot train more inner disciples."

Seeing that the time was right, Jiang Tingwan decided to get to the point, "But after yesterday's battle, we also have our own advantages. Do you know what they are?"

Lin Shuyu thought for a moment and replied, "People!"

Jiang Tingwan's eyes lit up, and he said with some appreciation, "What do you mean?"

Being asked this question, Lin Shuyu was a little confused. He could only think while replying: "Junior Brother Mu and Junior Brother Shaoyang's cultivation is already among the best among their peers..."

Seeing that Lin Shuyu was having some difficulty in replying, Mo Shaoyu took over and expressed his own opinion: "Disciple also understands. Several of us have entered the Jindan stage. Since Xuantian Pavilion can spend 20,000 high-grade spirit stones for a demon bone, we can kill other demon beasts in the arena and exchange demon cores for more spirit stones, which can also increase some income for the sect."

After listening to this, although Lin Shuyu didn't think it was what he had in mind, he felt that it made sense and nodded in surprise.

Jiang Tingwan's eyes went dark and he retracted the admiration in his eyes. He didn't know whether these two were smart or reckless. If they really wanted to treat the monsters in the Colosseum as ATMs, Sanyuan Sect would only be blacklisted by Cangyu Sect, and it might even give Sanyuan Sect a reputation for greed and murder.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, and forced herself to calmly put on a kind smile.

"The lives of monsters are also lives. We are not a sect that relies on hunting them for a living, right? Let's put aside the matter of making money for now." Although Jiang Tingwan was smiling, Lin Shuyu and Mo Shaoyu could not help but shudder. After all, in their impression, their third uncle never laughs.

"Let's continue. After yesterday's battle, have you discovered our advantages?" Jiang Tingwan asked again as if what had just happened had not happened. He also winked at Lin Shuyu, indicating that he should continue answering.

Lin Shuyu trembled, not understanding what he meant, but he was honest and obedient: "People?"

Jiang Tingwan smiled and nodded, not giving them a chance to go astray, and explained himself: "Yes! It's a person!"

He looked back and forth at the others, his mood rising, "To be precise, it's the human heart, a spirit of unity and fearlessness."

This time, it was Nonsense's skill that came into play. "Look, if Shao Yang hadn't tested the Thunder Devouring Sun Python's strength yesterday and found the monster's weakness, Yun Zhong wouldn't have been able to win so easily with his strength. What does this prove?"

Jiang Tingwan asked again, and Lin Shuyu and Mo Shaoyu looked at each other. They understood a little, but not completely.

Instead, the injured Mo Shaoyang suddenly said: "It shows that the disciples of Sanyuan Sect are originally one body."

"Oh, that's right!" Jiang Tingwan praised excitedly, and looked at Mo Shaoyang who was speaking unexpectedly.

The other people had the same look, and Lin Shuyu was even more puzzled. He actually said this. He thought that only the three of them, the brothers and Meng Ziyuan, were together. After all, over the years, the three of them could almost be said to be inseparable.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Shaoyang would have such insights?" Lin Shuyu asked without knowing.

Mo Shaoyang's eyes suddenly darkened when he heard this. "When we were leaving the mountain, Master once said that once we leave the mountain gate, the ten of us will be one body. We will prosper together and suffer together."

Jiang Tingwan nodded with satisfaction. "Your master is right, but what I want to say is that you are not just one body after leaving the mountain gate. From the moment you arrived at Luoyang Mountain, all of you should be one body. You are all orphans without parents. Luoyang Mountain is your place to stay, Sanyuan Sect is your home, and everyone in the sect should be your family."

"Family is a group of unrelated souls connected together by some kind of power. This power can be blood or magical destiny. You are a group of people without blood relationship, but because of fate, you have come to Luoyang Mountain. You should cherish the people around you."

"Due to my negligence over the years, you have treated my apprentice as the lowest level of slave. I will not pursue how you treated him in the past, but I hope that from now on you can remember one thing: since we have become a family, we are one. We prosper together and suffer together."

"Perhaps these words are a little early for you now, but sooner or later you will know that the sect has long been in decline. The reason you can become the only inner disciples of the sect is not only because of your talent, but also because of the concessions of other disciples who are also family members. In other words, all the resources you enjoy are squeezed out of them."

“If there are still people who are proud of this and stop striving for progress, then we, the elders, will not only be let down, but we, the ones who made the decision, will also be ashamed to face those disciples who gave up their resources.”

Jiang Tingwan mixed together emotional appeals, moral kidnapping, and PUA to teach them the word "unity". The object of this unity was not only the entire sect, but also Mu Yunzhong.

At this time, the people kneeling on the ground were so ashamed that they couldn't raise their heads. They reflected on their behavior over the years over and over again in their hearts.

"Disciple knows I was wrong!" Mo Shaoyang was the first to repent.

"Disciple also knows that I was wrong!" Mo Shaoyu followed closely.

"Disciple will keep in mind the teachings of uncle master." Lin Shuyu was even more pious. These words were enough for him to worship Jiang Tingwan as a god.

Although Meng Ziyuan on the side did not say anything, the shock in his heart was beyond words.