Eternal Life Starts from Tai Chi-Chapter 109: Success Requires a Little Sacrifice, Values
"That’s right, Second Brother is right. The only reason that old bastard Shen Yuan has survived this long is because he’s a damn good runner. The moment things look bad, he’s the first to bolt."
Zhu Siyuan chimed in. If they hadn’t been assigned to reinforce Qing State Tan City, they never would have cooperated with Shen Yuan.
After spending this time with him, they realized the man was great at putting on an act but was also a complete coward. He wanted to run the second he sensed trouble. Someone like him was a rare sight in the No-Life Evil Cult.
"Don’t worry about him. We just need to make use of the men under his command. As for his desire to run, he’ll have to outrun the Cyan Yuan Sect’s people first."
"How can we possibly hold off the Cyan Yuan Sect for half a month without sacrificing an Inner Refining Elder?"
"Isn’t he a fast runner? It’s perfect if he draws their fire for a while longer. It makes our mission that much easier."
"Accomplishing great things requires a little sacrifice."
A strange smile appeared on Zhu Yiqun’s face. He was keeping this man around precisely to use him to block the people from the Cyan Yuan Sect.
Quite a few Inner Masters had come from the Cyan Yuan Sect this time. If they tried to stop them by force, none of their own people would make it out alive.
Shen Yuan was the perfect sacrificial pawn. Besides, he was one of the No-Life Saint Master’s men, so Zhu Yiqun felt no guilt about setting him up.
"As long as you have a plan, Big Brother, we’ll follow your orders," Zhu Yangbo said.
Seeing this, Zhu Yangbo knew Zhu Yiqun was already prepared, so he naturally stopped worrying.
His big brother looked honest, with his thick brows and big eyes, but beneath that simple-looking face hid a cunning heart. Many had been deceived by his big brother’s appearance, and in the end, only the three of them were left, constantly growing stronger.
So, he didn’t overthink it. All he had to do was follow his big brother’s commands.
"We’ll do as Big Brother arranges," Zhu Siyuan said even more simply, but his attitude said it all.
"Shen Yuan, I’m counting on you."
Zhu Yiqun watched Shen Yuan depart, pressing his palms together in a mock prayer. An uncanny smile spread across his face, a smile that contained a hint of killing intent, held in check, just waiting for the right moment to erupt.
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Tan Yun Mansion.
After the last incident, all the Servant Disciples in the mansion had been investigated. A new batch of Servant Disciples was then sent over from nearby cities. With these newcomers handling the ordinary chores, things quickly returned to normal.
Within Tan Yun Mansion, the matter soon subsided.
However, in Tan City itself, the Cyan Yuan Sect had been very active. Yang Chan heard from Han Bingyu that during this period, the sect had already cleared out about half of the territory occupied by the No-Life Evil Cult in the city.
Several Incense Masters from the No-Life Evil Cult who practiced External Refining of the Iron Bone had died. As for ordinary citizens, the number of casualties was unknown.
The moment even the slightest sign of belief in the No-Life Evil Cult was found, it was completely eradicated. Their stance was resolute.
They were clearly trying to prevent a resurgence, pulling out the problem by its roots.
Yang Chan had only heard about these things from Han Bingyu and the others. He hadn’t seen the specifics, nor did he want to. He didn’t have the power to change this world.
In this world, powerful Imperial Dynasties stood side-by-side, and the status of powerful Martial Arts experts was unshakeable. It wasn’t like his home in his previous life, which had a strong rule of law and the power to enforce it.
In a world like this, where might makes right, ordinary people could only drift along with the current. If they wanted to get ahead, their only option was to continuously grow stronger.
Even the many Official Disciples within the Cyan Yuan Sect were the same. They frantically improved their strength, and whenever an opportunity to obtain Cultivation Resources appeared, a crowd would swarm it, refusing to let it go.
These were the values of this world, carved into the hearts of all its inhabitants. He currently had no power to change any of it.
"Pharmacist Yang, more injured disciples have been sent over."
Han Bingyu called out.
Yang Chan walked out of the room. During this period, injured disciples had been arriving in a steady, unending stream.
As more and more strongholds of the No-Life Evil Cult were exterminated, the Cyan Yuan Sect’s casualties were also considerable. The members of the Evil Cult were sinister and vicious, fighting with a life-or-death desperation. Even ordinary followers would carry things like Hidden Weapons and Poison, each one of them acting with utter madness.
This behavior caused significant losses for the Cyan Yuan Sect. However, the momentum of the campaign against the No-Life Evil Cult did not slow down. Instead, it continued to grow, with more and more people being dispatched to deal with them.
This caused the No-Life Evil Cult’s territory to shrink smaller and smaller.
From this, one could see the Cyan Yuan Sect’s stance: to completely annihilate the No-Life Evil Cult, leaving no trace behind, and to eliminate every last one of them.
At this rate, Yang Chan felt that the battle for Tan City would be over in a few days, and he could return to the Cyan Yuan Sect.
Compared to being inside the Cyan Yuan Sect, Tan City was extremely dangerous.
The clashes between External Refining Iron Bone Experts could make houses shake. Many buildings in Tan City had been destroyed during their battles.
Even more powerful were the clashes between Inner Masters. It was like an earthquake, and the way the ground shook gave Yang Chan an even clearer sense of the power of an Inner Master.
Although he later learned that eight Inner Masters had been fighting at once to cause such a commotion, it only made Yang Chan even more low-key.
The closer he got to the Perfection stage of External Refining of the Iron Bone, the more he felt that his current level of strength was nothing special.
In front of an Inner Master, he would have little to no ability to resist.
A person had to know their own limits. Thus, Yang Chan became even more discreet. He had even made preparations in his room. Though they were of limited use, they could buy him a few seconds.
Even against an Inner Master, it might be enough to stun them for a moment, and that would be his chance.
There was an Inner Master in Tan Yun Mansion, so if someone tried to assassinate him, he would only need a little bit of time to escape. If he could make enough of a commotion, the Inner Master in the mansion would surely notice something was wrong, and he would be able to survive.
The probability of this happening was very small, but Yang Chan prepared for it anyway.
"I know. I’ll be right out."
Yang Chan had just finished practicing a set of the Tiger Demon Bone-Refining Fist in his room and was now slowly winding down.
Many injured disciples had been sent over during this period, but they always arrived at fixed times.
A few in the morning, a few in the afternoon, and a few at night. This left him with some free time to brew medicines and practice his Fist Technique.
Although he also had to treat patients at night, returning to the Cyan Yuan Sect early would still be a good thing for Yang Chan.
As long as he didn’t have to stay up all night until dawn, it was manageable.
Yang Chan wasn’t fond of pulling all-nighters, so he basically never did.
When Yang Chan arrived at Room Geng with Han Bingyu, everything they needed was already prepared.
Han Bingyu was becoming more and more familiar with the duties of a Pharmacist’s Assistant. She also completed all the preparatory work ahead of time, which she did very well and with great care.
She even arranged the items according to Yang Chan’s personal preferences—a detail that even Sun Qi Wu had never noticed, despite having followed him for much longer than Han Bingyu had.
This meticulousness was a pleasant surprise for Yang Chan, and his impression of Han Bingyu improved even more.
