The Flute Groaning From Mount Han.
Chapter 9.
After losing consciousness for a whole week, Zhaolong slowly opened his eyelids and looked at the sky made of wood.
Zhaolong heard the voices of many people talking and began to circulate his gaze.
'So not dead yet? Thankfully, I still have a chance to get revenge.'.
Some of the women guarding Zhaolong started shouting after seeing Zhaolong wrapped in mummy-like clothes opening her eyelids and looking at them.
"Brother Zhao? Is there anything still that hurts?.".
Zhaolong looked at the beautiful girl who was looking at him with worry and could not help but ask.
'Although it looks familiar, but who is this person???.'.
"Does big brother Zhao feel any less well? If so, let us call physician Liu first.".
Looking at the other girl who also looked familiar but was unable to remember who this person Zhaolong could only sigh.
"You guys, you guys... ".
Hearing Zhaolong being able to speak, the girls looked happy.
"We, are we why brother Zhao?.".
"You guys, who are you?.".
Hearing Zhaolong's question, the girls who were smiling happily petrified for a moment with dark faces.
Even Hong Yan who was sitting across from the girls gracefully drank tea, spitting out tea that had yet to enter his throat.
'Buuuuuh, puff. It deserves to be my rival. Each of his words was capable of making others numb.'.
The ponytailed girl beside Zhaolong held her chin, looking thoughtful.
"Sister, it seems we have never introduced ourselves to brother Zhao?.".
The other girls who heard the words of the ponytailed girl started to nod in agreement after thinking for a while.
"Chang Yu's sister seems right, then let's introduce ourselves to each other.".
A girl with a cold face walked over towards Zhaolong.
"I am Mei Xin, we met in Shinji Hill town a year ago.".
Zhaolong narrowed his eyes and started to remember the girl in front of him, despite having a slight impression but Zhaolong managed to remember the girl.
Because this girl was with Zuan and Hong Yan, coming to Shinji Hill a year ago.
"Ah, so sister Mei Xin. It's good to see you alive.".
Mei Xin's face darkened, it seemed like she and Zhaolong would never be able to sit together even if it was just a chat.
'As Brother Hong Yan said, this person does have the talent of angering others.'.
After Mei Xin retreated, a girl with bangs covering her forehead began to introduce herself.
"Brother Zhao, you can call me sister Shu Yuan.".
"Alright, Shu Yuan's sister.
Nice to meet you.".
"My turn is my turn, Brother Zhao my name is Chang Yu. You can call me Yu'er or litle Yu.".
Seeing the young girl with ponytail hair so energetic, the person in the room could only smile and shake their head.
"It's good to know you, young lady Chang Yu.".
After that a girl with long waist-black hair advanced and looked at Zhaolong's eyes calmly.
"Brother Zhao, my name is Nanggong Yue. I was with Chang Yu and Shu Yuan met you, when you enrolled in this sect.".
After hearing Nanggong Yue's explanation, Zhaolong began to recall the time he enrolled in this Eternal Bamboo sect and saw the 3 girls that the Gui elder was angry with.
"Ah, so the three of you are little girls who were angered by elder Gui because hobbies caused problems at that time. Well, I have an impression of you guys.".
The lips of the three girls started twitching at Zhaolong's words.
'What do you mean say that? It's fine if you have such thoughts towards us, but saying it directly in front of our faces isn't it a little exaggerated?.'.
The restraining Hong Yan was finally unable to close his lips and started laughing out loud.
"Little girl pffft, hahaha ha. In the eyes of your Zhao brothers are three troublemaking little girls, 3 girls over 20 years old are considered little girls by men who have not even turned 20 years old. This, this... Haha uh.".
Hearing Hong Yan who was laughing out loud, the faces of the three girls increasingly looked dark.
"Senior brother Hong Yan, it looks like you want to meet our ancestor.".
Hong Yan who heard the threat of Chang Yu instantly froze, thinking of the ancestors of these girls who had already reached the realm of pseudo-gods .
"Eh this isn't Chang Yu's sister, it's not like that. Maybe for young brother Zhaolong you three troublemaker little girls.
But to me you three are graceful mature girls hehe.".
Chang Yu and the other two girls who heard Hong Yan say, raised their chin and snorted coldly.
Seeing that his words could slightly calm these three girls, Hong Yan hurriedly switched the conversation.
"Anu brother Zhao, in fact our two brothers and four sisters are visiting you to ask for your instruction in practicing breathing techniques after you recover.".
Zuan who was standing behind Hong Yang with his hands crossed on his chest also slightly nodded despite being a little reluctant to study to his own juniors, but the technique his junior created was a new path that had never existed in the cultivation world.
"Ah, so this is the reason you guys came together. I don't mind, but I'm gonna need you guys to make a promise before you learn any breathing techniques.".
Hearing Zhaolong make a condition, the six people who were in the villa room of Mount Han inevitably stared intently at Zhaolong who was lying down.
"What kind of promise is Brother Zhao? As long as the terms you mentioned are not something that violates the bans of the saint cultivators then we don't mind too much.".
Zhaolong looked at the sky of the villa sky and began to speak slowly.
"As we all know, the cultivator is only divided into 2.
The six people inside the villa frowned when they heard Zhaolong say, because the current cultivation world has a system of division.
Sacred Cultivators were those who practiced cultivation according to the methods of the human race, whereas Demon cultivators were those who practiced cultivation methods following the path of the cruel Devils and of course the Human race and Demons were sworn enemies.
"How can you say such a thing brother Zhao? You should know that the system of division of 2 cultivation paths was created by 4 empires and agreed upon together after millions of years.".
Hearing Hong Yan's refusal, Zhaolong closed his eyes and sighed.
"Indeed difficult to accept, for those of you who have known the system of division of cultivators for a long time.
It's just that I want to ask, what is your reason for becoming a cultivator or what do you want to achieve after becoming a strong cultivator?.".
The six people inside the villa room started to sink into a daydream and thought about what was the reason for their day and night training all along.
The first to answer was Zuan who had been silent all along.
"I don't really think about things like that, but one thing is for sure.
In this world if you are weak, then you are only a stepping stone for others.".
"So the reason you want to be a strong cultivator is because your self-esteem doesn't allow you to be kicked in by others?.".
"It seems so, doesn't it?.".
Zhaolong nodded in agreement, no matter what. As long as they are human, they must have something they want to achieve or something they believe in to continue the long journey of life.
Whether they realize it or not, all humans have a purpose that comes from a cause that produces a result to continue life with full confidence and that is called the dao or the path in the world of cultivation.
Hong Yan who had found the answer also started to open his mouth to answer Zhaolong's question.
"I want to become a strong cultivator in order to protect my family and pass on the Hong family bloodline.".
While the other four girls could only frown with puzzled faces, it seemed like these four girls had only realized that they had been training day and night without knowing what their life purpose was.
"I'm sure you have a purpose in life, whether you realize it or not.
Actually I just wanted to slightly change the current cultivator division system and use the breathing technique I found as a common treasure.
If you agree with my idea, then I will guide you to a deeper understanding of breathing techniques.".
"Sauadara Zhao, please mention your idea and if it's better than the current system division then we don't mind.".
"I want to divide the cultivators into 3 groups, the first group is the white flow cultivators.
They were cultivators who would not kill for no reason, they will help those in need as long as they are able and because of their presence the ordinary humans feel safe and live more comfortably in the sense that their existence is a blessing to all nature.
White flow cultivators would not see from which sect, which family, which kingdom, which country or what empire.
For a white flow cultivator, as long as you help others and your presence does not cause loss of life then you are a brother.
The second was a Neutral cultivator like most cultivators today who did not care about the lives of ordinary people, although their existence did not interfere with the lives of ordinary humans yet they did not regard ordinary humans as humans.
How can you become a cultivator while you have not succeeded as a human?
What is the reason you are not helping those who need help when you can help and it does not hurt you?.
Did you forget? Before practicing, you were also an ordinary human being.".
The six people who heard Zhaolong's words could only be stunned, they felt their faces in slaps back and forth at this moment.
Even Zuan who had a violent and fiery nature could only remain silent without knowing how to retaliate.
'You have the power to help but you do not help, when you have the power to help and it does not harm you.
What is the reason you are not helping? Have you forgotten, you too used to be ordinary humans before you started practicing! What cultivator, what nonsense! How can you call yourself a cultivator while you are not yet capable of being human!.'.
Zhaolong deliberately stopped talking for a moment so that the six people in the room digested every word he said.
The six of them, who lived Zhaolong's words, had their own understanding of every sentence Zhaolong spoke.
But they could only keep quiet and realize that all this time they had indeed considered ordinary humans who did not cultivate as inferior humans or even their lives of approximately 60 years were the same as ants.
Although they would not admit it, the six knew in their hearts that Zhaolong's words were true.
Hong Yan who was deep in thought began to doubt his current life path.
"Why am I training so hard? Being able to move mountains and cleave oceans but my existence was not able to make good changes to the creatures around me.
Doesn't that mean my life has been in vain?.".
Hearing Hong Yan muttering to himself, Zhaolong nodded in agreement as Zhaolong had a greater purpose.
To grow safely, Zhaolong needs many eyes and ears.
Zhaolong needed to know the exact situation of the current cultivation world, how many cultivators were at the realm of immortal god goddesses at the moment.
How many people must be shunned and made friends, in order for him to reach the peak of cultivation and destroy the world with his own hands.
Therefore Zhaolong needed many eyes and ears to step with his heart, to make sure he did not die before reaching the peak of cultivation.
And one way to develop the many eyes and ears was to form a group of cultivators bound by a single thought.
Those who are one mind will stand shoulder to shoulder with pride like the community in previous lives, whether it is a community organization or a religious organization.
Let those with similar thoughts join a group willingly and proudly! Especially if their goals look noble, then they will persuade those around them.
If Zhaolong managed to create a group of white flow cultivators, then he would be able to monopolize the cultivation world news with the appendage of the interests of white cultivators and all of humanity.
"And the last group were black flow cultivators, they were cultivators whose existence harmed the human race as well as other cultivators.
Those who rob, kill, criminalize having the power to satisfy their own selfishness will be included in the group of black flow cultivators and the main task of the white flow cultivators is to kill them.".
The six people who were inside the room opened their eyes wide at this moment, Zhaolong's division of cultivators was deeper yet uncomplicated.
It's like classifying people with a noble purpose, people who don't care like the air and people who do crime without a judge trying them.
"I-this is Zhao, your idea is completely new. If this plan can be realized then your idea can change the current life pattern of the cultivator! No, even your idea is able to change the pattern of the world in a better direction!.".