Chapter 569: Chapter 517: Hope You Continue to be Strong

Even if that’s possible?

But so what? When he chose to do this, it wasn’t for honor or for his name to reverberate through the ages. He did what he did simply because he wanted to.

Moreover, Pei Xuanjing is different from his past life. With his absolute power and enduring life, he can dictate his own path without concern for any insults thrown his way.

Bai Xiaosheng was silent as he remembered who he was dealing with. His opponent was a powerhouse of the Seventh Level of the Spiritual Realm, unmatched in the present world. Unlike the reformers of the past who, despite their talents and charisma, were bound by life and death. When they died, all they had done was overthrown, and the blame placed on their shoulders.

However, Pei Xuanjing is different. Perhaps in the future, Pei Xuanjing will ascend to the Strongest Realm at the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Realm, or even become a True Immortal, living eternally.

As long as Pei Xuanjing remains powerful, his laws and doctrines will continue to exist. Even if countless people harbor resentment, as long as they cannot resist, they must silently endure.

This is what sets Pei Xuanjing apart from the previous reformers.

“In that case, I can only wish for your continued strength, Brother Pei.” Bai Xiaosheng wore a complex expression and sighed.

What Pei Xuanjing has done doesn’t really matter to him, after all, he has never aimed to manipulate the people, to treat people callously.

The laws and doctrines that Pei Xuanjing wants to implement do not greatly impact Bai Xiaosheng. His previous persuasions weren’t out of objection, but the path seemed too idealistic.

If he couldn’t persuade him, then he could only wish Pei Xuanjing well.

Because he was clear that once Pei Xuanjing started down this path, there could be no stopping or turning back.

Either he remains eternally powerful, maintaining his own laws, his own doctrines, or his future will be obliterated and forever vilified. Even worse, he could completely disappear, becoming a taboo, unknown to any, as if he had never existed at all.

“I thank you, Brother Bai.” A faint smile appeared on Pei Xuanjing’s face.

After all, if Bai Xiaosheng was truly the type to disregard people, he would not have collaborated with him for so long. Thus, Bai Xiaosheng’s attitude was expected by Pei Xuanjing.

“Now, it’s time for you, Brother Bai, to spread the news.” said Pei Xuanjing.

He brought this up intentionally, hoping for Bai Xiaosheng to disseminate his thoughts, to serve as a probe to gauge the reactions from all corners of the world, especially those returning from the Sky Wasteland.

After so many years, countless forces have returned from the Sky Wasteland. Some concealed themselves, and some openly traversed the world. However, with Pei Xuanjing, the unparalleled powerhouse of the ancestral land, there haven’t been any significant chaos so far.

Of course, the absence of major disorder doesn’t mean peace. Those who were used to the law of the jungle in the Sky Wasteland might fear provoking Taoist School followers due to Pei Xuanjing’s presence, but that doesn’t mean they will treat ordinary forces and Martial Artists kindly.

They might fear Pei Xuanjing but they hold a sense of superiority over others. They didn’t even regard the people of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty highly, not to mention the rest of the forces and Martial Artists.

In recent years, countless small forces and ordinary Martial Artists have suffered at the hands of those returning from the Sky Wasteland. The Great Ming Divine Dynasty has even had several covert conflicts with them.

Besides, there was the recent event of the Demonic Cult followers who descended with the intention of killing Xue Wuheng and regaining control of the Demonic Cult.

All these incidents have one thing in common, they don’t accept Pei Xuanjing’s established rules, and they don’t acknowledge the rule of the Great Ming Divine Dynasty.

Their temporary submission is merely recognizing the current disparity in strength and understanding that they are no match for Pei Xuanjing. However, when the powerful beings return in the future, they will no longer accept the current situation.

Isn’t their avoidance of Pei Xuanjing, and their hostile actions against other forces, a hint of their true intentions?

“Let’s give them a warning first, to make them behave.” Pei Xuanjing voiced his thoughts.

He was making his stance clear to them, regardless of their intentions, they only had one thing to do now – to follow his rules.

In the Daming World, Pei Xuanjing didn’t care about who they were, what they had done, they must behave accordingly.

“What if someone refuses?” Bai Xiaosheng asked with a teasing smile.

“Your Highness, what if someone refuses to agree?” Xue Shuangyue asked Xue Renfang with a puzzled look.

They were in a fortress situated in the grasslands beyond the border.

The expanse beyond the border differed from the lands within. Despite the Great Ming Divine Dynasty’s powerful forces wiping out the remnants of Former Yuan and killing the intruding powerhouses of the Demon Race, the demonic beasts they had brought forth were nearly impossible to exterminate completely.

Furthermore, with the passage of years, countless influences of the human race from the Sky Wasteland have returned, and it was impossible that the Demon Race hadn’t made any movements. How many from the Demon Race have descended upon this world was yet unknown to anyone.

Therefore, security was of utmost importance for the forces in the borderlands. Though expansion was crucial, learning how to protect themselves from the attack of demonic beasts was equally essential.

Large powers, brimming with manpower and wealth, constantly expanded and built fortifications, while smaller forces couldn’t afford such ventures. Hence, fortresses, these ancient defensive structures, were once again brought into use.

Over the years, Xue Hanyi and his siblings have gathered quite a substantial force under the banner of the Da Xue ancient country of the Sky Wasteland. While their numbers were few, every one of them were at least Martial Artists of the Upper Three Realms.

Such Mortal Realm Martial Artists, even those at the first-grade realm, might not be significant back in the Da Xue ancient country of the Sky Wasteland, but here in the ancestral land, they were a valuable asset.

Even though numerous Spiritual Realm powerhouses emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain in the decades since the resurgence of heaven and earth, in the current ancestral land, even first-grade Martial Artists were considered the backbone of all forces.