Chapter 63 Gentle Poison Will Not Die
The emperor said solemnly, "But all this requires time and strategy. We cannot act blindly, let alone ruin the future of the Tianhun royal family because of impulse."
In the following days, the Tianhun royal family began a series of secret and cautious actions.
On the one hand, they strengthened their vigilance inside and outside the imperial city to prevent any potential threats; on the other hand, they secretly sent envoys to seek methods and resources that could enhance the strength of the royal family.
Of course, the main purpose is to find ways to reduce the losses caused by the abolition of the Tianhun Chamber of Commerce
After all, even if he wanted to give up such a lucrative channel, the Emperor Tianhun himself would not agree, let alone those corrupt officials. .
But the good thing is that through this incident, the Tianhun Emperor once again killed several corrupt officials in charge, completely severed the relationship with the Tianhun Chamber of Commerce, ransacked many homes, and fined a lot of money.
At the same time, they also began to reform the internal mechanism to improve the training efficiency and combat capabilities of the royal family members, hoping that one day in the future, they could truly stand on the stage of dialogue with powerful figures such as the Noumenon Sect.
And all these changes happened quietly in every corner of Tianhun City. As time went by, people began to feel the new atmosphere brought by the Tianhun Royal Family, and the long-lost peace and stability returned to the city again.
Deep in the endless, mist-shrouded mountains of the Noumenon Sect, the Noumenon Sect, a sect that has been passed down from generation to generation and is proud of cultivating the Noumenon Martial Spirit, is immersed in a peaceful and solemn atmosphere.
Sunlight shines through the dense canopy of trees and dapples on the stone steps. Every step seems to carry the weight of history and expectations for the future.
Du Buushi was reprimanding Lang Ya with a depressed look on his face, but he said he was reprimanding, but his tone was actually much gentler.
Wang Teng had not been in the Noumenon Sect for a long time, so he might not have any idea about this tone, but Lang Ya knew that the reason why the sect leader was so gentle was for the sake of his junior brother.
I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup the junior brother poured into the sect master, but he actually loves this junior brother so much!
But thanks to Wang Teng, Langya hadn't felt this kind of tenderness from his sect leader for a long time.
Even if the titled Douluo made a mistake, Du Buushi would scold him without mercy, and no one would dare to refute him.
At this moment, in a simple meeting hall deep inside the sect, the atmosphere was slightly subtle.
Poison is not dead, the current sect leader of the Noumenon Sect, a titled Douluo who is world-famous for his Poison-type Noumenon Martial Spirit and whose strength is unfathomable, is standing in the center of the hall, facing his disciple Lang Ya.
There was both reproach and a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.
"Lang Ya, Lang Ya, what do you want me to say about you?"
Du Bushu's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lang Ya's heart. But if you listened carefully, you could see that the reproach lacked the harshness and sharpness of the past.
"As an elder of the sect, you are supposed to set an example, but you have repeatedly made such low-level mistakes. How can I explain this to everyone in the sect?
You took your junior brother with you and failed to fulfill your obligation to protect him. Instead, you almost put you all in danger!
A man who has almost been given the title of Douluo is still so unstable. "
Lang Ya lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, his nails almost dug into his palms, and his face was filled with regret.
He knew that his recent behavior had indeed been negligent. Not only had he failed to effectively manage the sect's affairs, but his personal emotions had affected his judgment, leading to several unnecessary disputes.
The most important thing is that he really failed to protect his junior brother.
Later, I also used part of Sumu's power.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with complex emotions towards the "gentleness" of the sect master.
"Sect Master, this disciple knows his mistake."
Lang Ya's voice was low and firm, and he looked up at Du Buushi, his eyes flashing with determination and gratitude, "It was the disciple's negligence that caused trouble for the sect.
But please believe me, sect master, that this disciple will learn from the pain, change his ways, and never make the same mistake again.
Next time the junior brother wants to go out, the disciple must find a titled Douluo elder to accompany him, and he will never trust anyone! "
Hearing this, Du Buushi's face softened slightly, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. "Lang Ya, you have followed me for many years, so I naturally know your character.
The reason why I am so tolerant to you this time is not entirely because of Junior Brother Wang Teng. More importantly, I see your inner struggle and regret. "
He walked slowly to Lang Ya and patted his shoulder gently.
“Remember, as an elder of the Noumenon Sect, every decision and every action you make is related to the honor and disgrace of the sect.
There is still a long way to go, and I hope you can become the backbone of the sect rather than a burden. "
At this point, Du Buushi changed the subject and talked about Wang Teng.
"Speaking of Junior Brother Wang Teng, his arrival has indeed brought many changes to the sect.
His talent, his tenacity, and his unique insights into the original martial soul all make me deeply gratified.
But more importantly, he taught us a truth - no matter where we come from, as long as we have a sect in mind and have the courage to explore, we can create our own glory.
You may all be a little dissatisfied with him, but in fact I treat Long Aotian and him the same, including you.
Lang Ya, my Ontology Sect respects strength, but now I find that the Ontology Sect also needs enough wisdom to face future changes.
That's why I gave your junior brother so much authority, so he can do whatever he wants.
It would be good to keep working hard, while the situation is not particularly bad, and I, an old guy, can give him some guidance.
You are the future of Noumenon Sect. "
When Lang Ya heard this, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but recall every moment of getting along with Wang Teng.
That young man who always smiles and never gives up in the face of difficulties seems to have a magical power that can infect everyone around him.
He began to silently compare himself with Wang Teng in his mind, realizing that he still had a lot to learn and improve.
"Sect Master, disciple understands."
Lang Ya's voice became more determined.
“I will follow Junior Brother Wang Teng as an example, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of character and sense of responsibility.
I vow to become a solid force for the sect and contribute to the prosperity of the sect. "
Du Buushi nodded with satisfaction. He knew that these words were not empty talk. Lang Ya was a person with real determination and action.
"Okay, I look forward to your growth and transformation. Remember, the future of Noumenon Sect requires the joint efforts of your generation."
Afterwards, the two had an in-depth discussion on various recent affairs of the sect, from the allocation of cultivation resources, to the training of young disciples, to exchanges and cooperation with other sects.
Every topic revealed Du Buushi's foresight and deep concern for the future of the sect.
Lang Ya also benefited a lot from this conversation. He seemed to see his future direction and became more determined to fight for the sect.
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