Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 495 Questioning the Heart
"Let's erect a stone monument for them!"

Mo Ye said abruptly.

"Erect a...stone monument?"

Friends and relatives looked at Mo Ye blankly.

Mo Ye knew this was a real world, but her family and friends were unaware of it. They only thought that the game's planners were inhuman and deliberately designed such a tear-jerking and sympathy-grabbing plot, so they never considered going to "commemorate" the "plot" in the game.

Therefore, when Mo Ye proposed this idea, his friends and family's first reaction was that it was strange: "Is...is it necessary? Or could it be some kind of special hidden plot? An Easter egg, a serendipitous encounter or something? Speaking of which, this game only has two regular serendipitous encounters so far, who knows when a third one will be released!"

“Hmm… what you said makes sense, but I think from an emotional perspective, even though those two cultivators have been dead for countless years, the fact that those captive humans have passed down those two names from generation to generation, even in such a harsh environment, proves that they are very important!”

Mo Ye tried to explain it using logic that players use when playing games, but found that it didn't make sense. So he had to resort to the ultimate solution—criticizing the game planner first!
He paused for a moment, then continued, "You know what kind of person this game planner is; he's got a terminal case of being a pretentious intellectual. If we do something like this, which is particularly humanitarian, who knows what benefits we might get!"

Mo Ye's reasoning immediately convinced his relatives and friends.

The two hit it off immediately and decided to find a place to erect a stone tablet to record the story of the two deceased monks.

While the two were chattering about these random "background stories," outside the timed battlefield—that is, the "iron coffin"—General Huang was in his original form, yawning and lying there in a daze.

Nearly two days have passed since Fang Xianyu said she would handle the magic weapon herself. As she said, the disciples of the Taiyin Sect were indeed fearless and captured many demon cultivators, both dead and alive. General Huang could even recognize some of them as subordinates of several generals under King Du Guang, which shocked General Huang for a long time.

"Why not cultivate properly instead of taking such unorthodox paths?"

He didn't understand at all.

"Besides, I, Guanlu Zhidong, have no desire to eat human flesh. Her aura is very clean, unlike someone who has eaten meat!"

General Huang whispered to General Yin beside him.

General Yin replied, "But she did look like she had something to hide earlier!"

General Huang's ears twitched, his tail swept back and forth behind him, and he sighed, "Alas, even I, as a mountain lord, can restrain my nature, so why don't those little demons understand the principle that cultivation can only rely on opportunity and not external things?"

"If they had known, they wouldn't be at this level of cultivation by now!"

As General Yin spoke, he finally couldn't help but glare at General Huang, gritting his teeth and saying, "Could you please retract your true form? I'm really panicking. Or you could go lie down somewhere else. Do you have to stay right next to me?"

General Huang snorted in frustration, and with a bang, a cloud of smoke billowed out, and he transformed from a striped tiger into a human form.

General Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief—despite having cultivated for thousands of years, he still couldn't shake off his deep-seated fear of tigers.

Just then, a powerful demon landed hastily in the distance and said to the demon generals, "The King said that we should take turns guarding in groups of three, instead of waiting here all the time!" "Then I'll go back to sleep!"

General Yin was always the laziest of all the generals under King Duguang. Upon hearing this, he immediately uttered a remark, burrowed underground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The powerful demons rolled their eyes, unfazed, and lazily watched the demon who came to deliver the message, some sitting and some lying down.

Sure enough, the great demon continued, "King Duguang has decreed that those who enter the 'Heart-Questioning Array' during the winter of the year of the dragon shall await judgment!"

The "Inquiry Formation" is an illusionary formation created by King Du Guang. It is not inherently terrifying, but it amplifies the emotions of those who enter the illusion, whether it be fear, guilt, or desire.

What terrifies the demons is that once a sinful demon enters the Heart-Questioning Array, it means that King Duguang will personally guide the array and even bring back many memories buried deep in the hearts of those who have entered the array.

Therefore, once someone is deemed guilty by King Du Guang and enters the "Questioning the Heart" formation, they never emerge without a clear conscience.

Now that King Duguang has issued this order, it is clear that he has already determined that Lu Zhidong is guilty!

Upon hearing this order, Lu Zhidong immediately trembled with fear, his previous arrogance vanishing completely.

The great demon who delivered the order stood before the trapped Winter, looking down at her coldly, and said, "General Winter, please!"

Lu Zhidong seemed not to hear, transformed into its original form, lay on the ground, buried its head under its wings, and trembled incessantly.

"Since you refuse to enter the Heart-Questioning Formation voluntarily, then I have no choice but to offend you!"

As the great demon spoke, he took out a dark purple feather from his bosom, placed it on the top of Lu Zhi Dong's head with his spiritual power, and muttered a few words. Dense purple mist emanated from the feather and quickly enveloped Lu Zhi Dong.

Then, a somewhat distorted image appeared on the feather, depicting the human form of Lu Zhi Dong!
She stood blankly amidst a dense gray-purple hue, seemingly utterly at a loss.

Suddenly, a blurry red figure appeared in front of Lu Zhidong, and the majestic voice of the King of Duguang seemed to come from all directions: "Lu Zhidong, what are you doing here?"

Lu Zhi Dong reacted slowly, her expression still blank. Her eyes were unfocused as she stared ahead, muttering repeatedly, "What...am I...doing...here?"

King Du Guang's voice rang out again, echoing: "Where is this place?!"

"here it is……"

As Lu Zhidong repeated in a low voice, the surrounding thick fog suddenly changed, transforming into a dark and enclosed space. A cold, white eye suddenly opened in the darkness and stared at Lu Zhidong.

Then, Lu Zhi Dong's expression gradually came to life. She looked at the white eyes and righteously rebuked them: "Whether you eat people or demons, you will invite heavenly calamity. How could I listen to your instigation and do such a thing that is intolerable to heaven and earth!"

Those white eyes had no pupils, yet they somehow conveyed a sense of mockery. Then, a hoarse voice came from nowhere: "Heh, Heavenly Tribulation? Do you know how Heavenly Tribulation came about? It's just a bunch of good-for-nothings setting rules out of their own arrogance!"
“If it is a rule, it can be broken! Only by breaking this rule can this world be saved!”
"Otherwise, all those people, demons, immortals, and monsters are just mud on this ground! Pitiful and pathetic! Living their entire lives in a cage built by a bunch of useless people!"