In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park



"Your majesty, that's what happened."

Emperor Ming waved his hands casually at the silhouette kneeling.

"Go. Withdraw your men from their floor."

There was no point watching them from their residence.

After all, if Ancestor Myu was truly with them, then his elite guards would get spotted since Ancestor Myu was far stronger than his guards.

So it was better for them to keep watch on the ground floor if their targets left the building during this time.

The kneeling guard cupped his hands, accepting his mission. And after he left, another thin man in green robes slowly walked out from behind the curtains.

"What do you think?"

The thin man caressed his beard thoughtfully. "Your majesty is wise. This minister thinks your majesty has done the right thing. But if you want my candid advice, I'll gladly oblige." He spoke, reaching for a flower beautifully preserved in a transparent vase.

The formation underneath the vase allowed the water to split into separate tiny drops and spin around the flower like stars in the sky.

The thin minister slowly reached for the rose, caressing it gently. "Your majesty, like a rose's many petals, some are stronger, and others are so weak that they wilt and fall off... But sometimes, a rose's caretaker must know when to pull off the stronger ones forcefully."

Plop.

The minister plucked out the most vibrant petal, slowly crushing it.

Emperor Ming frowned. "You mean I should abandon them?"

The thin minister shook his head. "Not exactly. 'Abandon' is a strong word. Look at it this way. Among the 3 main sects, and even those from the lesser sects of our beloved Tah province, the Profound Sect has the greatest number of enemies known."

Emperor Ming nodded. This was true. They were overly righteous and hardly knew how to back down or turn a blind when met with cruel injustice.

I mean... Would it kill them to grovel a bit to those stronger than them? Look at the situation that happened today.

A smart man would just go to another prominent site without threatening this establishment and making more enemies for themselves.

Honestly... He has told Scet master Leisho a thousand times that this attitude of theirs would one day lead to their destruction.

However, what Emperor Ming didn't know was that this attitude of theirs is what caused the system to prompt Chu Che into setting up a Teleportation station inside the Profound Sect.

As of now, even the Royal family might be turned down by Chu Che if asked to set one up in their homes. Perhaps in Rainbow city, but not in the palace.

Mind you, the Teleportation station in the Profound sect differed from the public type placed in villages or cities.

It had more advantages that would make the royals bleed with envy once they knew of it. So, most sects didn't see the system's requirement to have such a teleportation station set up in their sect.

Hmmm...

Emperor Ming listened to his wise advisor, contemplating on his words.

A cruel light momentarily flickered through Minister Jung's eyes. "Your Majesty. Think about it. With so many enemies, it's only a matter of time before they fall."

Mintet Jung chuckled lightly. "If it were before, I wouldn't have thought anyone could easily wipe out a set that has stood in time with history for millions of years... Your majesty, if I'm not mistaken. That sect should be destroyed in less than a year. So why waste our resources fighting for a dying cause?"

Emperor Ming thinned his lips before sighing bitterly.

Of course he knew of the Profound Sect's ever-growing number of enemies.

They have offended too many Yanging people over the years. And now, their end was drawing near. But still, wasn't it a waste to have so many powerful Yah elders fall just like that?

Wouldn't his Tah forces still get weakened, even if they chose to sit that fight out?

No monarch wants their chess pieces destroyed unless it's by themselves.

Elder Ming massaged his temples, feeling 10 years older.

"Then tell me, Minister Jung. How do we rebuild our weakened strength?"

"Your majesty, worry not. This minister has a plan. But for safety, why don’t we talk more about it when we return?"

The walls might have ears.

"Hmmm." Emperor Ming nodded before suddenly remembering another important matter they were leaving out.

"The unidentified boy they came with... According to the guards, he is the ancestor's disciple."

"Disciple?" This time, it was Minister Ming's time to frown. "Since when did he start taking disciples again? His last disciple was 400 years ago."

"Exactly." Emperor Ming raised his brows with intrigue. "Someone isn't telling the truth."

"Oh?"

Minister Jung rubbed his heart thoughtfully.

Interesting... Very interesting.