The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

"My companion and I come from a small village on the westernmost edge of the Lonely Desert."

That place is 1,300 miles away from here. One step to the left, and there is an endless red wasteland.

One step to the right, and there lies a desolate, utterly silent desert.

As he said this, he subconsciously glanced down at his feet, and Yingzi and Qian Xintong in the audience smiled and nodded at him.

"However, it was in this no-man's-land, in a village that made a living by hunting, that I first came into contact with an organization that could pose a threat to the Kun family and even the entire continent of Pangde."

After half a month, we finally learned the enemy's name—the Cangmu Cult.

The moment the words "Cangmu Cult" were uttered, the scene erupted in uproar:

"The Cangmu Cult...? I think I've heard that my neighbor believes in this..."

"What the hell is this? A cult?"

……

"We have had several contacts with the Cangmu Cult. They are undoubtedly a group of madmen with no bottom line and no humanity."

The deeds they committed included, but were not limited to, illusion control, identity theft, and even the direct obliteration of the souls of living beings, using the physical body as a weapon.

Of course, this also includes twisting living people into worms.

The heated arguments continued, and the hatred towards the Cangmu Cult was steadily growing, which was naturally something that Zhiyue and his group were happy to see:

"And as far as we know, the true core of the Cangmu Cult..."

He raised one hand and pointed to the ceiling directly above him:

"It does not belong to this continent."

The crowd erupted in murmurs again, but this time, it seemed different:

"What is that thing, from outer space? What's the point of fighting then? We might as well surrender."

"It's all over, the Kun family is doomed, the world is doomed."

"Great, extraterrestrial forces are great! If they wipe out humanity, we won't have to pay off that mountain of debt."

Zhi Yue remained calm and composed; clearly, everything was within his expectations.

"Everyone, everyone!"

Zhiyue used the same trick again, raising his voice to suppress the murmurs in the room:

"I know you always have prejudices against things beyond this world. But we have defeated enemies from beyond the heavens more than once, haven't we?"

For example, the deaths of the three Qian brothers.

The lobby fell silent immediately.

In the Kun family, these three people are a taboo subject, and people will never easily mention this history.

But the trend of nihilism has finally gained momentum:

"First of all, whether these three are dead or not is a mystery; secondly, even if there are precedents, what does that have to do with this time?"

"Exactly, since we've already modified our bodies, I think we should just wash up, go to sleep, and wait to die."

Zhiyue laughed twice:

"Hmph, do you all think I'm going to go on about how terrifying these guys are and urge everyone to stay away as much as possible?"

This question not only baffled the passengers in the audience, but also surprised Qian Xintong and others:

【Huh? Isn't that right?】

I don't know either.

[Brother Zhiyue, what exactly do you want to say?]

Unlike the others who were confused, Yingzi gave a helpless smile:

[Hmph, that brat.]

A flash of silver light, and Zhiyue pulled out a string of pendants from his robes. These were none other than the tokens that the followers of the Cangmu Cult were obsessed with:

"These are the pendants worn by the followers of the Cangmu Cult. They contain the power that changed their bodies."

A flash of silver light appeared again, and this time, he pulled a beetle as tall as a person directly from the Boundless Starry Sky, causing a commotion in the scene:

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

"Run! Run!"

The crowd quickly scattered, moving away from the rock pillar. Even Yingzi's companions, apart from Yingzi, were startled.

"Don't panic, everyone! Please take a closer look."

As the crowd gradually calmed down, people noticed that the beetle's limbs and elytra had been broken, rendering it completely unable to move.

It struggled, but couldn't break free from Zhiyue's grasp. It opened and closed its mandibles repeatedly, but couldn't leave a single scratch on him.

"Look at it, everyone. Not long ago, it was a human being, a living person, a person with arms and legs, two eyes and a mouth."

A glint flashed in his eyes, and with a soft "plop," the beetle was pierced by the rock spike in an instant. It twitched twice and then fell silent.

Crimson blood splattered, but froze in mid-air, as if blocked by an invisible barrier. Yingzi below the stage remained silent, but her eyes shone with a blue light.

Drip, drip, a viscous liquid dripped from the beetle's abdomen, from the hem of Zhiyue's clothes, onto the rock pillar;

Something drooped down from its body, plop—it was intestines.

It was bloody, human intestines.

The crowd below the stage erupted in noise again, with screams and chatter filling the air.

"Everyone! Please tell me, when you see this scene, when you see these human organs, what else flashes through your mind besides fear and disgust?"

The commotion subsided slightly, but people were still reeling from the powerful visual impact.

"And... pity."

It's that little girl again.

Her gaze remained firm and calm, seemingly unfazed by the bloody scene;

But there's an added touch of gentleness, just as she herself said—pity.

Zhiyue was somewhat stunned.

This was the answer he wanted to hear, but he didn't expect that it would be a little girl who looked only a few years old who picked up on his topic.

He knelt down again and said to her:

"Can you tell me why you think that way?"

The little girl answered calmly:

"Because they were originally human too, but... they were deceived."

Zhiyue suddenly stood up:

"That's right! They were once human too. Just now, I killed one."

Not long ago, my companions and I killed hundreds of such poor people who had been deceived and cheated.

But have you ever felt even a sliver of pity?

The lobby fell silent; no one answered.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhiyue looked around and observed the crowd.

People looked somewhat dazed, as if they were recalling and reviewing their thoughts just now.

Qian Xintong pondered for a moment and then realized:

"So that's how it is, using visual stimuli to force people to notice something amiss...?"

Yingzi nodded:

"Although this move is risky, it seems to be working so far."

Zhiyue smiles:

"Okay, it seems everyone has realized the problem. Now, we can finally begin."

Let's think back to what everyone was thinking just now: Is humanity doomed? Since we're already destined to lose, what's the point of struggling?

Or, for the staff, regardless of whether you are satisfied with your job or not, reflect on your thoughts just now:

Is this too much trouble? Aren't all waters the same? What's the point of changing the water?

How many times have these kinds of thoughts, that everything is so negative and meaningless, echoed in your mind?

Is this your usual way of thinking?

The crowd bustled again:

"Hmm, now that you mention it, it does seem true..."

"Yeah, am I usually this negative?"

"Why do you instinctively surrender the moment we mention outer space? Don't you usually love to criticize those three brothers?"

"Hey, hey, stop yelling, stop yelling..."

"Yes, those insects, in the end, are also transformed from humans, which is rather pitiful..."

Seeing this, Honglan laughed:

"You're really something, Brother Zhiyue."

Zhiyue let out a deep breath; his goal had been achieved.

"The family will issue its own announcement regarding the foreign invasion."

He pointed to his temple:

"And this is what I want to tell everyone, the real warning I want to sound for everyone."