Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 2092: The Poor Worm in a Clear Glass Bottle

“Instead of just killing them, turning the fixer into a clown? ”

Li Jialing crooked his head and thought seriously.

“Yes.”

Wu Yinglan's eyes flashed with a deep glow, smiling, "It is useless to destroy their flesh and flesh like the past forty-one times - although that was an easy thing for the Empire, unfortunately, even if their flesh and flesh burned out and their bones grinded to powder and dissipated into the cold sea of stars, their stupid and dangerous ideas are most likely to continue to spread.

“At first, it was as harmless as the weakest cold virus, as if it were truly extinct, and would not even hear the legend of the practitioner for decades.

“But there will come a day when so many people will be infected by theories that have gone by the wind for decades, become a new generation of revisers, and cause little trouble for the empire.

“You know, according to our investigation, the" starlight organization "that emerged this time, initially without even half the spiritual awakeners, was just a bunch of ignorant miners fooling around.

“But after decades of development, after absorbing a large number of depressed bottom-line fairy fixers and third-class, chicken-howling dog thieves, they also developed a handful of quite troublesome forces.

“We have captured several core members of a new generation of 'Starlight' who have nothing to do with the evil earth - the Wuyin world - and do not even know that the original Starlight group originated from the Wuyin world, but have only heard a vain and absurd story, worshipping the legends of Starlight organizations and practitioners.

“In these ridiculous legends, the starlight organization of the cultivator is like a phoenix that is immortal, able to rebuild once and for all, all for the sake of becoming stronger the next time.

“Some legends come from the mouth of an old man with wrinkles and walking trees; others come from Jade Jane and Crystal Brains, and more or less have been left behind by the last forty starlight organizations before their demise; and rumours of this kind, the more strange and alarming it is, the faster it is believed, and the faster it spreads.

“In short, the star sea is so vast that even if it were hurled quickly and fiercely with the strength of the Empire, it would be difficult to wipe it out as soon as one of the border stars heard of the rise of the Realist Rebellion - so that the starlight organization really carried a layer of mystery, sadness, and heroism, and the legend of 'Rebirth of a Bath Fire' would make more foolish fools believe it!

“So even if we completely destroy this starlight organization today, it's just a new ‘shower fire rebirth', and it won't be long before the next starlight organization emerges, perhaps by a bunch of exhausted miners, maybe by a bunch of angry bottom soldiers, maybe by a bunch of hungry peasants, no matter how weak and wolf it initially looks, as long as the 'starlight’ sticks up, that means the fixer… a small victory. ”

“Never ignore the practitioner. ”

Li Lingfeng interjected, “Although our great enemy is the Allies of the Holy Spirit, the cultivators are always the earliest enemies of the Empire. These guys cannot be completely eliminated for a thousand years. Their vitality is so much stronger than that of a cockroach! ”

“But after this‘ epic mission ', it will be difficult for the cultivators to bewitch, because we will never give them the chance to‘ sacrifice their strength '. ”

Wu Yinglan smiled and operated quickly on his wrist crystal brain. The curved light screen around the spherical palace changed rapidly. This time, images of the land surface of sin, the ground and the stars near “Sky City, Manju Shahua” emerged.

“In addition to the starry sky, the two branches of Starlight also have some of their cockroaches at the bottom of the wretched land that have not been completely eliminated for centuries. ”

Wu Yinglan explained, "However, a few decades ago I was given an opportunity to nail my ‘dark son' to the bottom of the sinful land. I would have relied on the information provided by this' dark son 'to completely levell the underground branch of Starlight, but the performance of this‘ dark son 'was surprisingly good. If it was only used against an underground branch of the district, it seemed that there was some small material. It was just then that our Sky Eye Group's killing live broadcast platform gradually climbed to its peak, and the influence spread throughout the empire, and I began to think about a whole new possibility.

Li Jialing looked up and looked at the enormous light suspended in front of them.

In the light screen, all the remaining "Earth Dragons” of the underground branch of Starlight Tissue are clearly visible, and the most precise coordinates have long been locked by the immortals.

Some “dragons of the earth" are even mounted with listening and surveillance chips by fairy fixers to hear silent conversations between fixers or excited or low or tired; to see them slightly nervously wiping Fabo with swords, assembling guns, waiting for the final battle to come in search of the Temple - the Global Sword Net Strike System.

“See, these cultivators are eagerly awaiting the 'sacrifice'! ”

Wu Yinglan smiled softly, "They thought ‘Attacking Sky City' would be the most gorgeous, brilliant and tragic battle of Starlight in centuries. They didn't even consider the question of winning or losing, because even if they eventually failed, as long as they really made a big offensive gesture and caused even the slightest damage to 'Sky City, Manchu Shahua', the news would definitely become a new legend after adding vinegar - the legend of ‘The Fixer Never Dies'. In the near future, they will seduce another bunch of idiots and become new fixers.

“It doesn't matter if they win or lose, they just want a fierce death in battle, they just want the real human empire, at some level, to recognize the cultivator as a concept comparable to the cultivator, and to use it to propagate their ideas, that's all.

“Unfortunately, none of the practitioners will ever think that this sad battle of the so-called 'Attack on the City of Sky' was planned by us as fairy practitioners from beginning to end, and I have put a lot of our people in every part of it.

“They think they are waging a sacred war with immense glory, solemnity and justice, and they know it's just a live broadcast and a game, they're just clowns and toys that make people laugh.

“Look here, from the beginning, we can monitor the movements of a lot of fixers, and listen to them speak all the idiots to the extreme —— these bold words might sound a little appealing if they were changed to a scene, accompanied by some sad music, but what if they were accompanied here by some 'canned laughter’, some funny sound, if they had a few oil-slippery barrage screens on their faces?

“In this way, what kind of impression do you make of the cultivator when the cultivator sees these carefully crafted images that he wants most, that is, 99% of the original middle and lower layers of the empire? Do they think they're moth-fired warriors, mantis arms-to-car idiots, or clowns who don't know where the heavens and the earth are?

“And here, see, this is my carefully designed basement master battlefield, the Temple of the Reformers, and to be more stunning, I even made up the concept of the 'Reformers of the Lost Millennium’.

“In fact, this is not my personal creation, but has been circulating in the past among those damn 'starlight organizations', nothing more than to inspire morale, so fabricate the image of an ancient practitioner, an immense and invincible god.

“You know, how does an empire kill or prove the existence of a resistance that doesn't exist at all?

“This time, let us show this‘ lost millennium fixer 'as a clown in this carefully arranged game, and in this way tell all the people of the Empire how ridiculous the faith and hope of the fixer is!

“Underground, and so is the sky. In short, the sky and the net have been scattered, and all the traps have been set, and we need to capture every look of the fixer, from hope to disappointment to despair; to see for ourselves how wonderful that face is when they know that their sacred mission to crush bones into is just a game planned; and even to involve ordinary people, the original people, deeply, to create the fixer who is a wretched wretch, the object of ridicule and irony, all under the control of the Empire and the fixator - such a feeling!

“At a time when there is no way out and there is no hope at all, many people are willing to be the sad heroes of the 'depressed and prone to the cold', the feeling of the blood battle, exhaustion and even falling over the dead mountains of the sea of blood is quite romantic.

“But in any case, absolutely no one wants to be a fly in a clear glass bottle, every move is clearly seen, so ridiculous and pathetic!

“Now, the fixer of Starlight, that's it, the poor bug in the clear glass bottle!

“For these poor bugs, we can try not to kill them, we will capture them alive and send them to 'Sky City, Manju Savannah’ to make them realize how stupid and ridiculous their beliefs were in the past, and how deeply they learned about fixing Fairy Avenue after they were stripped of their bones and re-made.

“Believe me, once they know the truth and have been sent to ‘City of Sky, Manju Savannah' for transformation, they will surely undergo a dramatic transformation that touches their souls, which will allow them to undergo transformation and gradual repentance to be made into live broadcasts and arrange for them to travel throughout the empire to preach.

“Though the formalities are troubling, I believe it is the only way to completely destroy the practitioners and their ideas without leaving too many tails behind. ”