Chapter 13521 Don't Move Junior Brother

Zhong Ruo couldn't help but say, "Brother, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Demon Tower. Even if I don't have that kind of ambition and desire to become the strongest, the Demon Tower as a whole carries the dreams and hopes of countless disciples. How can we easily give up this opportunity to rise?"

Upon hearing this, Chongtian's eyes became even colder. He looked at Chongruo deeply, his tone filled with unquestionable majesty.

"Rise? Do you know what the consequence of greed is? It is destruction, complete extinction. Although the Demon Tower is powerful, it is far from being strong in the entire Bai Ze Continent. The reason why we can survive in this land is not because our strength is enough to threaten anyone, but because we know how to endure and survive in the cracks."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious:

"As for the Holy Hall, they allow our Demon Tower to exist not out of goodwill, but because they do not think we are a threat to them. In the eyes of the Holy Hall, our Demon Tower is just like an ant, not worthy of their attention. If we really step out of the Star Picking Tower one day and attempt to challenge the authority of the Holy Hall, you should know better than me what the result will be."

Chongtian's words carried a hint of warning and admonition. He was well aware of the position and situation of the Demon Tower on the continent, and was even more aware of the power and inviolability of the Holy Hall. He hoped that Chongruo could understand that true wisdom was not to blindly pursue power and status, but to make the wisest choice based on a clear understanding of reality.

Zhong Ruo clenched his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was experiencing intense struggle and conflict in his heart.

“Brother is right, but we in the Demon Tower cannot stay in the Star-Picking Tower forever, like a frog in a well, forever unable to see the vast world outside.” There was a hint of reluctance and helplessness in his voice, and his eyes flashed with desire and yearning for the unknown world.

He took a deep breath and continued, "Moreover, the current situation is indeed a rare opportunity for us at the Demon Tower. Due to various reasons, the control of the Holy Temple over various places is no longer as strong as before. This is our opportunity to rise up, break the status quo, and strive for more resources and status.

Look at those forces outside that were once far inferior to ours, but are now developing rapidly. If we don’t take action, we may really be eliminated by the times.”

However, Chongtian was not shaken by his words, but became more resolute in his stance. He looked at Chongruo coldly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone:
"Enough! Everything must be done step by step, and we cannot rush for quick success. I am not against the rise of the Demon Tower, but the premise of the rise must be built on a solid foundation. We cannot take blind risks, and we must not do things that violate morality and principles for the sake of temporary benefits."

He paused, and looked at Zhong Ruo more sharply: "Don't think that I can't see your thoughts. I know exactly what you are thinking. Do you think that if we take the Black Sky Sword from Ling Xiao, we can dominate the Zhaixing Tower and compete with the Holy Hall? Don't let your imagination run wild!
How many people have paid the price of their lives for that sword? Those bloody lessons, don't you feel anything at all? What we need in the Demon Tower is unity and wisdom, not blind ambition and greed. "

There was a hint of blame and disappointment in Chongtian's words. He knew very well that Chongruo's starting point was for the good of Molou, but his method was totally wrong.

"Brother, it's useless for you to tell me this. In fact, the headmaster already knows about this matter. This is his intention. He even talked to me about it."

Zhong Ruo sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness and struggle, as if he was carrying an unknown burden. Although his tone was light, it revealed an indescribable heaviness, and his fingers unconsciously stroked the corners of his clothes, which was his little habit when he was nervous.

When Chongtian heard this, his brows knitted tightly together, and a complex emotion flashed across his deep eyes. He was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something, and the atmosphere in the room became more solemn because of his silence.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice low and firm:
"What the Sect Leader does is his business. We cannot control it, and there is no need to discuss it. But you must remember that no matter what happens outside, as members of the Demon Sect, we must stick to the bottom line even if we act in extreme ways. We must not do anything that harms our fellow disciples. This is not only about personal morality, but also the rules and honor that have been passed down by the Demon Sect for thousands of years."

Having said this, Chongtian's gaze became unusually firm, and the look he gave Chongruo was full of expectations and warnings.

Chongtian knows that harmony and unity within a sect are often more critical than challenges from the outside world. He hopes Chongruo can understand this and not be swayed by temporary interests or emotions and make decisions that he will regret.

"I understand, Senior Brother... But Senior Brother, you may not know that many strong men have already chased him to the Zhaixing Tower for the treasure on him. Although they dare not take action in the Zhaixing Tower for the time being, who knows what will happen in the future? If things go wrong, our Demon Tower will also be implicated."

Zhong Ruo couldn't help but speak again, his voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, his eyes flashed with fear and worry about the unknown. He clenched his fists, as if trying to restrain his inner panic, fearing that if he was not careful, he would pass on this uneasiness to the people around him.

"You can go tell the Sect Master. If he doesn't recognize this disciple, that's perfect. Then Ling Xiao will just be our Junior Brother and Master's disciple."

After saying that, Chongtian left without looking back. His back looked both determined and lonely, as if he was telling Chongruo with his actions that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would not back down. Chongtian's steps were steady and powerful, and every step showed his loyalty and protection for his master.

Zhong Ruo looked at his brother's departing back and sighed helplessly. That sigh contained too much helplessness and struggle. He knew very well that although he had taken Ling Xiao's things, deep down in his heart, he was not willing to be an enemy of Ling Xiao.

However, the covetousness of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword on Ling Xiao by the people in the Demon Tower had already made him feel unprecedented pressure. Those greedy eyes were like wolves in the dark night, always ready to pounce on the tempting prey.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew gently, and the bamboo leaves rustled, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet place. Ling Xiao sat quietly in it, his figure blending into the surrounding scenery, as if he had become a part of this bamboo forest.

The notes in front of him were Chongtian's detailed explanation of the devil's intentions, and every page was soaked with the senior's profound understanding and insights into the way of magic.

Even ordinary people can gain a lot from it. (End of this chapter)