Lightning Is the Only Way

Surem was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do but accept his circumstance. However, he had friends inside the Unrestrained Sect, and he wouldn't let them die just like that! He wanted to give them a chance to choose between fighting and not fighting.

Surem quickly went to everyone he knew, but most of them only blew him off. Why would anyone attack their Sect? They were part of the Sect Alliance! If someone could just attack them, the Sect Alliance obviously would have long since collapsed. After all, why would any Sect want to be part of such a useless alliance?

Additionally, they criticized Surem for his words. This was his father and Sect Master he was talking about! They had believed that Surem was a great Cultivator, but apparently, he was a spoiled brat that immediately lost his head when daddy wasn't here for a day.

The biggest reason why so few Cultivators believed Surem was that Surem hadn't talked bad about his father before. He had always said that his father was powerful and that he strived to be like this father, and now, suddenly, his father left the Sect to die? It sounded more likely that Surem simply had some beef with his father and wanted to take revenge by slandering him in front of the Sect.

Surem tried his best and told them with panic in his voice that they had to believe him, but this made others only angrier. In their minds, Surem's image fell many levels until he was nothing but a child to them.

Gravis looked on, and Surem even begged him to help him.

"If they don't even believe you, what makes you think they believe me?" Gravis answered simply.

This increased Surem's frustration even more, but there was simply nothing else he could do. With a broken heart and spirit, Surem decided to give up. He had convinced about three of his friends to leave immediately, but that was all. There were so many more friends that Surem couldn't convince.

Gravis and Surem waited alone near the edge of the Unrestrained Sect, inside a forest. Gravis leaned on a tree with closed eyes as he waited for the inevitable assault while Surem paced around in nervousness.

Surem continually mumbled questions about why no one believed him. So what if Surem was wrong? It was better to err on the side of caution!

"Human emotions are not that simple, Surem," Gravis said. "You wanted to give your life in a hopeless fight while they are willing to risk their lives in a fight that seems winnable to them. In their minds, you would be the crazy one."

Gravis' words heightened Surem's nervousness. On one hand, Gravis was absolutely right, but on the other hand, didn't these people realize that they would die!?

In such a stressed situation, it was difficult to formulate rational thoughts. Emotions broke into confusing whirlwinds, making thinking very difficult. Gravis also wasn't immune to such situations. Sometimes, one was simply overwhelmed by emotions, and one made mistakes.

night arrived. The Sect Disciples had a great barbecue in the training grounds and laughed together.

No panic.

No fear.

No nervousness.

looked at the party with pain,

Gravis said. "You will relive

happy get-together. Everything seemed so calm like it was any other

why you need strong leadership," Gravis said as he arrived beside Surem. "The disciples don't have the relevant information. They can't

contact with any other

and Sect Masters. The upper echelon is more powerful than them and has been in these positions for thousands of years. Surely enough, they

if you are in an actually powerful Sect. With this mindset, you won't mistrust your

Disciple entrusts the responsibility for their and their Sect's lives to the Sect Master. However, if that Sect Master doesn't take

the house and get eaten by a stray dog. Was it the

Surem didn't answer.

gathering

notice it?"

sure

two minutes, four different Major Circulation Immortals left the party. Additionally, not even a single Peak Immortal

deep breath. "You mean they know?"

sure that they all know. However, I'm also sure that at least two of them not only know but have also helped the attacker. The attackers can't

his teeth. "Traitors!? In my Sect!?"

tell every disciple that they are free to do what they want. Additionally, many disciples probably still harbor grudges about

didn't answer as his face became red with rage and

deep breath and