CHAPTER 78: THE SECT MASTER.

The wind bends the tall grass, but never touches the stone beneath.

Far from the river, the mountain makes no ripple.

..

The wind atop the StarboundSummit was thin, Holy Lord Lu Yuntian stood before it, hands clasped behind his back, full of majestic grace.

LuYanyu, his wife, Lu Tian’s birth mother and once the Saintess of the Eternal Sky Temple, stepped in with a quiet grace.

Her robes, embroidered with cranes and plum blossoms, glude across the stone floor.

Her hair was bound in silver threads, but a single loose strand swayed—untamed, like the worry in her eyes.

She had light yellow eyes, a voluptuous jade body, long legs, jade skin, and lotus feet.

Her aura was simply otherworldly yet, her face was full of worry.

"You... You... You... How can you send Tian’er to the celestial trial? Don’t you know the previous sect patriarch forbids that realm," She uttered like a cold wind unable to contain the fury in her heart.

Her only son is Lu Tian and what will she do if anything happens to him?

The Celestial assembly that happens every 50 millennia is a death sentence, a decree issued by the god of death, himself.

In the past nine generations, only the first generation had two survivors, who managed to progress the sect to new heights but after that, there hasn’t been a single survivor among the ones who entered.

Only the seventh generation had one survivor but she also died after a few weeks due to heavy injury and curse.

The first generation said the trials were extremely hard and they managed to form an alliance with a virtuous sect thus they managed to pass through 30 trials... From their understanding, the trials are meant to kill others and aren’t meant for lower worlds.

Even the talents of the immortal world are like a child inside there let alone the higher world or even the lower world. ( world below them )

"You know there is no coming from there... How can you let your greed blind you?" She shouted the voice echoing for a few seconds.

"Silence!!" The sect master declared.

"What greed!? It’s for the sect... This time, I believe we can do it. Why do you think this Seat bowed to Young Master Zhao and handed him two of my daughters? It’s all for the sect, and I believe this time, this sect will achieve something that none of my ancestors could achieve... For glory, I am even willing to sell you," he uttered cold-heartedly; may the snow melt, but his heart won’t.

"Isn’t it for Lu Tian’s own good? Following Young Master Zhao he might get some heaven-blessing treasures there, just think of the height he could achieve? This is for our son, that’s why I made sure to send him.. " He added.

"You... Sell me, yeah... Sell me. That’s it; for you, the important thing is the sect, the legacy... Do you seriously believe Young Master Zhao would help them? This humble one is but a piece of flesh, like the rest in your eyes. You are helpless; you will breed a heart demon and die a brutal death," she roared.

"I have been with you for hundreds of years and even bore you a son. In the end, you are telling me that you will even sell me for the greater good of the sect? Are you not even going to ask for forgiveness and tell me that you spoke in turmoil?"

"No! Why should this sect master beg for forgiveness? You are nothing but flesh like the rest. My first duty is to the sect. Why should I breed a heart demon when all my actions were done with clarity in mind, and I have no regrets?" The voice was calm as pond water, and the mind was clear as a mirror.

What’s with the women? One goes, another comes. Can such a sect be said to be the same? The sect is already declining; some sacrifices are needed for the greater good.

"The Young Master seems to be a Dual Cultivator. The Ling’er seems to be making good progress after losing her Pure Yin; he might be lacking furnaces. If the day ever comes, I shall hand you over." With a sinister smirk, he spoke.

However, he has already made plans to sell his wives for treasures... If he can’t sell his wives to Young Master Zhao, he shall sell them to someone else.

Perhaps it’s not selling but exchanging; nonetheless, it’s the same.

...

Lu Yanyu’s heart raced as the weight of her husband’s words crashed upon her like a torrential storm.

"You would barter away our lives for mere gains? What legacy could possibly justify such betrayal?" Her voice trembled, torn between anger and despair.

How can a man be as greedy and shameless as him? A trash among trash... Maybe being sold to another man was heaven’s mercy.

She hated it... She gritted her teeth.

"That’s it... You must have been affected by Yang roots poisoning, as such you are saying things, your mind lacks clarity, I am your wife... You weren’t like this."

He remained unmoved hearing such things, the hardened lines of his face illuminated by the thin light of the summit.

"Each decision made is a thread in the tapestry of our lineage. True strength often requires sacrifice, even heaven demands death... " He paused, eyes glinting with a fanatic ambition.

"Lu Tian possesses talent and potential. The celestial trial will either exalt him to heights we have never seen or extinguish his flame in the trial’s wake, but we cannot shy from it out of fear... To get something, you need hardship, to climb higher you need hardship, a lion can never be raised in the confines of four walls."

"Fear?" Lu Yanyu’s voice was sharp, reverberating like a blade drawn.

"This is not fear; this is wisdom! You are weaving a fate of destruction that neither our son nor anyone on trial can escape! You—"

"And what? You will forsake me like others?" he interjected, his voice rising with righteous eagerness.