Chapter 1432: The Choice
Old Master Wu had another reason for asking Yang Haoran if they should immediately transfer the personnel, besides worrying about the Underworld Office's pursuers. This reason was the sheer number of people in the Cloud Haze Mountain Range. Even with a teleportation array, it would be impossible to transfer everyone simultaneously and instantly. This would inevitably be a process, and that process would naturally consume a certain amount of time.
First, all personnel who had already arrived at the Cloud Haze Mountain Range would be transferred. During this process, those who hadn't yet arrived would catch up in succession, ensuring no time was wasted and achieving a seamless transition.
Yang Haoran, of course, understood Old Master Wu's meaning. He also knew that the sooner the personnel were evacuated from this place, the better, but he did not order an immediate transfer.
"Heh heh, before the personnel transfer, there's one more thing I absolutely must do. "
Yang Haoran spoke with a faint smile. As soon as he uttered these words, a flicker of doubt crossed Old Master Wu's eyes, but he did not press for details.
In front of Yang Haoran, the Underworld Office personnel occupied one area, the Flock of Demons Society personnel another, and the Medicine God Society personnel a third. At this moment, Yang Haoran's gaze swept over the area occupied by the Underworld Office, scanning the Emissaries of Death, and he continued to speak.
"Time is short. I'll give you one minute. Immediately gather all the Night Watchers under your command here with the utmost speed. No, wait, bring everyone who has Spirit Power within their bodies, regardless of their strength or whether they are currently a Night Watcher! "
Everyone present was puzzled, not understanding Yang Haoran's purpose in doing this. Yet, despite their confusion, the Emissaries of Death reacted swiftly, bowing immediately to receive their orders and conjuring communication talismans, one after another.
As the Emissaries of Death activated their respective communication talismans, dense ripples of power suddenly erupted from various points throughout the Cloud Haze Mountain Range. Immediately after, figures shot into the sky, converging with extreme speed towards the mountain peak where Yang Haoran stood.
These special individuals were either connections who were still too young, or they were those who had committed errors and been temporarily relieved of their duties. Thus, despite possessing Spirit Power, they were not, strictly speaking, true Night Watchers.
Yang Haoran's summons made these rare, special individuals extremely uneasy. Those behind them were similarly apprehensive, as they did not know Yang Haoran's purpose in doing this, causing them to feel restless.
In that instant, the individuals behind these special existences had considered concealing them. However, they immediately abandoned the thought, realizing that these special individuals were no secret in the cities they governed; a simple inquiry would reveal their presence. If they deliberately concealed them, and Yang Haoran were to discover it later, they would certainly face even more severe punishment.
Rather than that, it was better to gather these special individuals here. If Yang Haoran were to question it, they could then offer a detailed explanation, which would be preferable to concealing it from him, especially since it wasn't a matter punishable by death.
Furthermore, they hadn't sensed any killing intent in Yang Haoran's tone when he gave the order; what they perceived was urgency. This was also one of the reasons they decided to gather these special individuals here.
They were all Emissaries of Death carefully chosen by Yang Haoran, possessing both the ability to read expressions and adapt to situations. Therefore, they all made what they believed to be the correct decision. However, they dared not be completely certain that their decision was absolutely correct; they simply felt the probability of it being right was much higher. After all, Yang Haoran's emotions were rarely visible, making it difficult to discern his true thoughts, which consequently left them feeling somewhat apprehensive at this moment.
Yang Haoran's gaze fell upon the six thousand-plus people. Similarly, the high-ranking members of the Flock of Demons Society and the Medicine God Society, also present on the summit, directed their gazes at the vast multitude of six thousand. In the hearts of most of them, a single question echoed: what did Yang Haoran intend to do by gathering these low-ranking Night Watchers here, especially since only high-ranking officials were qualified to step onto this summit? Though their hearts were full of questions, none dared to speak up and ask at this moment. Since Old Master Wu, Yang Haoran's proxy, hadn't questioned him, how could they be so foolish as to ask about it? Moreover, not everyone present had the qualifications or the courage to inquire about such matters.
The minute ended. No one else arrived from any part of the Cloud Haze Mountain Range; it seemed everyone who was meant to come had arrived. Yang Haoran, who had not uttered a single word during that minute, now actively moved away from Bai Xue's support, straightened his body, and spoke decisively.
"The Underworld Office can no longer tolerate me. As my subordinates, continuing to stay in the Ninth District is merely a dead end. I don't wish to see you perish miserably, which is why I fought desperately to buy you enough time to transfer, resulting in my current severely injured state. "
Yang Haoran spoke weakly, but his voice was imbued with a hint of power. Furthermore, everyone present had hearing far superior to ordinary people, so his words reached the ears of all present, not a single one missed.
As he spoke, Yang Haoran's gaze swept across the entire scene, not just focusing on the Underworld Office contingent. The high-ranking members of the Flock of Demons Society and the Medicine God Society were no exception. From this, it was clear that his words were not merely directed at the Underworld Office, but at everyone present.
However, as soon as his words left his lips, the scene immediately erupted in an uproar. Even those who had already harbored some suspicions couldn't help but be astonished upon hearing Yang Haoran speak those words himself.
In their hearts, they couldn't help but ponder the same question: what had Yang Haoran done to make the Underworld Office unable to tolerate him?
"Silence! "
With Old Master Wu's sharp rebuke, the scene instantly fell silent. No one dared to continue whispering, all eyes once again fixed on Yang Haoran.
"Time is not on our side right now, so I won't go into the details of the power struggles among the Underworld Office's high-ranking officials. Today, I've gathered you all here for your safety. I intend to take you away from Jingling Continent, to open up a new world, a new world that belongs solely to us. Your lives will undergo earth-shattering changes because of this, becoming far more splendid than before. However, I will not force you; I will respect your choice. "
At this point, Yang Haoran's voice paused slightly, and he coughed violently a few times, his body trembling faintly. Bai Xue, standing beside him, paled and moved to support Yang Haoran once more, but he stopped her. Though Bai Xue worried about Yang Haoran's injuries, she could only give up, for she understood why Yang Haoran was so insistent at this moment.
"Just like before, I will give you one minute. Within this minute, I need you to make a decision. Those who are willing to leave Jingling Continent with me to forge a new world, stay! I will certainly give you an even more magnificent life! Those who are unwilling to leave with me can depart this place now, leave the Cloud Haze Mountain Range. I will not stop you, nor will I harm a single hair on your heads. I mean what I say. The clock starts now; you may make your choice! "
The scene once again erupted in an uproar. The Emissaries of Death chosen by Yang Haoran, along with the high-ranking members of the Flock of Demons Society and the Medicine God Society, were relatively calmer. Though shocked internally, their reactions were not as intense as those of the Night Watchers, and there was little whispering among them. The differences in status and strength led to completely different responses when faced with such a sudden situation.
Old Master Wu's brow furrowed, and he was about to shout for silence again, but Yang Haoran stopped him with a single glance.
Old Master Wu chose to remain silent. Yang Haoran also did not speak again. Whether it was words of encouragement or threats and intimidation, he said nothing, nor did he rush them. Instead, he quietly watched the crowd whispering amongst themselves.
Soon, a minute had passed. The sound of people whispering had not yet ceased. At this moment, Yang Haoran looked towards Old Master Wu. Old Master Wu understood, and once again, let out a sharp rebuke.
"Silence!"
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