Elder Tong stood up and stared at Chen Qiang when he heard this.
"Elder Tong, there's no need to be nervous. What I said was' if '! Come, sit down. Let's drink and chat. "
Chen Qiang sighed inwardly as he watched Elder Tong sit down stiffly with a complicated expression.
Although Elder Tong was in charge of the Warrior's Department in the Dao Academy, he was definitely a marginalized figure.
Even if the elders of the Pill and Weapons Divisions wanted to befriend him, they would not dare to get too close to him due to the Blood Puppet Division and Dean Zhong!
The sorrow of human nature was often determined by the environment.
The Shengmo Dalu's environment was controlled by cultivators who were proficient in the Blood Puppet Technique. They placed too much emphasis on the Blood Puppet Technique's cultivation system.
Instead, the cultivators of the Warrior's Department who were originally on the righteous path were treated unfairly.
Therefore, the seemingly peaceful and prosperous Shengmo Dalu was actually suppressed by righteousness and evil had the upper hand!
However, Chen Qiang believed that evil would not prevail over righteousness since ancient times!
The current Shengmo Dalu was like the calm before the storm. The undercurrent was accumulating, and when it reached a certain level, the forces of righteousness would eventually resist!
Although Elder Tong's cultivation was only at the early-stage of the Battle Monarch realm, he was in charge of the Sky Pillar Dao Academy's Warrior's Department. His position had considerable influence!
Therefore, Chen Qiang deliberately brought him here. He planned to solve his problem first before heading to the Sacred Temple with peace of mind!
"Elder Tong, you must have never tasted such good wine before, right?"
Chen Qiang took a sip of the fragrant Nu 'er Hong and put down the wine bowl. He used his left index finger to circle the edge of the wine bowl as he muttered to himself.
"This wine is called Fragrant Nu 'er Hong. It's produced very far away from here. In the entire Shengmo Dalu, I'm afraid that only the East Mountain Chamber of Commerce has such a small stock.
"However, it's a pity that even the East Mountain Chamber of Commerce doesn't have much Fragrant Nu 'er Hong left. Moreover, there won't be any new wine shipped over.
"Do you know why?"
After saying that, Chen Qiang raised his head and glanced at Elder Tong.
Elder Tong still did not speak. He even maintained his original reserved attitude.
The scene before him was very strange.
Chen Qiang was like a psychological counselor who was trying to help a child suffering from depression.
In Chen Qiang's opinion, Elder Tong was indeed like an autistic child.
He wanted to use gentle words like the spring wind and rain to open her heart.
At that moment, Elder Tong's heart was in turmoil.
A few decades ago, hadn't he wanted to build a good relationship with his colleagues in the Dao Academy and create a harmonious atmosphere together?
However, after a period of hard work, he realized that his hard work was too cheap!
He was an elder of the Martial Arts Department, while the dean opposite him was a cultivator of the Blood Puppet Technique. There was a natural gap between the two!
Countless times, he saw Dean Zhong get rid of dissidents for no reason with his own eyes!
Killing people like cutting grass, ruthless and merciless!
As time passed, Elder Tong became more and more silent.
He had completely shut himself off from the world. Everything had nothing to do with him, and he just let it go!
Time had obliterated his passion, and the edges around him had become smoother and smoother. At the same time that he had distanced himself from danger, his world had also become more and more dull!
It was like a cup of plain water!
In his world, other than improving his own strength, he rarely interfered with the ordinary Martial Arts Department disciples in the Dao Academy.
In fact, as a Martial Arts Department elder, his control over the Martial Arts Department disciples was sometimes inferior to that of the Law Enforcement Hall disciples!
Before that, whenever there was a conflict between the Martial Arts Department disciples and the Blood Puppet Division disciples, he did not even have the qualifications to protect them!
As time passed, he became numb to it.
Until recently, a spontaneous organization called the Eastern Mountain Gang had quietly appeared in the Dao Academy. It made him smell a different atmosphere.
Ever since the Eastern Mountain Gang appeared, the Martial Arts Department disciples seemed to have gradually straightened their backs.
That made him feel a little relieved.
However, that was all there was to it.
In his opinion, the atmosphere in the Shengmo Dalu had been there for a long time. Although the Eastern Mountain Gang had boosted the morale of some Martial Arts Department disciples, it was probably just a flash in the pan.
This new Eastern Mountain Gang would eventually be submerged in the rolling flow of history!
Therefore, the Eastern Mountain Gang was just like a small stone thrown into a pool of stagnant water in his heart. It only caused a ripple, and it soon calmed down again.
However, Dean Zhong's performance in the training field today made him more and more confused.
As a Blood Puppet Division cultivator, why did Dean Zhong kill the Blood Puppet Division disciples today? He killed over a hundred of them in a row, including Elder Qi of the Law Enforcement Hall?
Not only that, but in the end, Principal Zhong even showed the most unfavorable evidence against the Divine Temple and the cultivators of the Blood Puppet Technique for all the disciples to see. Was he not afraid that those scenes would cause the other disciples to hate the cultivators of the Blood Puppet Technique even more?
These sudden changes made Elder Tong confused.
Could it be that Dean Zhong had found his conscience?
Could it be that Dean Zhong really wanted to rectify the vile atmosphere in the Sky Pillar Dao Academy?
Impossible!
This was absolutely impossible!
Elder Tong was more and more certain of his guess!
A wolf would eat meat if it traveled a thousand miles, and a dog would eat shit if it traveled a thousand miles!
As a Blood Puppet Division cultivator, how could Dean Zhong change his cultivation method?
As long as he was a Blood Puppet Division cultivator, he could not live without blood!
This was determined by the cultivation method of the Blood Puppet Division. It was absolutely impossible to change!
After quickly coming to a conclusion, Elder Tong's heart once again calmed down. He didn't answer Chen Qiang's question, but instead silently continued to drink the Wafting Fragrance Nu 'er Hong.
Seeing that Elder Tong still didn't respond, Chen Qiang didn't mind. Instead, he continued, "The Wafting Fragrance Nu 'er Hong is such a fine wine. Unfortunately, its production area is facing the threat of a huge disaster. And this threat actually comes from the Blood Puppet Division! "
At this point, Elder Tong's expression finally changed. The wine bowl in his hand trembled slightly, and he raised his head to look at Chen Qiang.
Seeing this, Chen Qiang finally let out a sigh of relief.
It was fine as long as he could successfully arouse Dean Zhong's interest!
To open the heart of a Blood Puppet Division cultivator was truly a technical task.
Chen Qiang racked his brains and finally found a breakthrough with the Wafting Fragrance Nu 'er Hong.
Moreover, what Chen Qiang was saying now wasn't from the standpoint of a Blood Puppet Division cultivator, but as an outsider. Just like telling a story, he was analyzing the essence of the problem from a more impartial point of view.
This was the main reason why he had successfully attracted Elder Tong's interest!
"Due to the prevalence of Blood Puppet Division cultivators in the Shengmo Continent, they need more blood in order to expand their blood supply. Therefore, the place where the Wafting Fragrance Nu 'er Hong is produced will be invaded by the Blood Puppets sooner or later!
When that time comes, there won't be anyone left. Who will brew such a fragrant wine? "
Hearing this, Elder Tong finally couldn't help but ask, "Sir Dean, what are you trying to say?"
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