Chapter 1622: Chapter 1622

Chapter 1622: Chapter 1622: Alliance of Seaborne Cultivators

The surface of the sea around Wave Island has returned to calm.

No one would have thought that a thrilling life-and-death battle had just taken place here.

Over a thousand disciples from Penglai Island died here, such a commotion had long attracted the attention of onlookers from all directions.

Surrounding Wave Island, cultivators have come to investigate.

No one expected that the forces of Jade Island, after fighting a group of pirates, would open a slaughter against Penglai Island.

If things keep going , they’ll end up challenging all the major forces at sea.

For Long Fei, all this was easy to understand.

To establish oneself, one has to fight round after round; the major forces will not allow them to settle here smoothly.

A martial arts school opening up on someone else’s turf in the secular world; without visiting the local powers, someone will certainly come to cause trouble on the day of opening.

The same logic applies in the Cultivation World.

Seeking to make a living at sea, one can either be a loose cultivator posing no threat to the major forces or collaborate, bow, and scrape under their protection.

Someone like Long Fei, wants to make a living on their own, cannot avoid several fierce battles.

He discusses with Daoist Priest Wang Shun of Clear Spring Island, asking him to publicly expose the plight of Clear Spring Island.

Thus they turn passive into active, first striving for public sympathy.

He publicly announces to the gathered loose cultivators that he would issue a manifesto against Penglai Island on Clear Spring Island and invites them to witness.

Additionally, everyone who comes will receive a Fifth-Grade Pill.

The crowd isn’t interested in previous matters but is eagerly interested in the Fifth-Grade Pill.

As soon as he spoke, hundreds of loose cultivators responded.

Elder Wang Shun originally wished for the deceased to rest in peace, but under such overwhelming trend, had no choice but to cooperate with Long Fei.

Announcing this matter meant they were entirely aligned with Long Fei.

On Clear Spring Island, a group dug a large pit where freshly made coffins were placed.

The bodies were young and old, male and female.

Among the entire hundred plus inhabitants of Clear Spring Island, only a dozen survived, the rest perished without exception.

Elder Wang Shun and the surviving disciples cried in unison, leaving all the observing loose cultivators silent.

The disciples of Jade Island set up a funeral shed here, holding a memorial for the deceased disciples of Clear Spring Island.

A large stone monument was quickly erected, engraved with the names and birthdates of the deceased disciples, covering one full side.

Heavy rain poured down all night.

The next day, the memorial began.

Long Fei stood solemnly before the erected stone monument.

Under the white cloth funeral shed, over a thousand loose cultivators from far and wide gathered.

More cultivators came from various places, some were friends of Clear Spring Island, all presented flowers for the deceased before the shed.

In the sorrowful music, a group of cultivators felt some grief regardless of distance.

Indeed, the scene prompted feelings.

Like those from Clear Spring Island, they were loose cultivators like blades of grass, uncertain when they too might face this misfortune.

Long Fei raised his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.

The group, having received his Fifth-Grade Pill, obeyed willingly.

Silence descended on the scene, only Long Fei’s deep voice echoed, “Yesterday, Clear Spring Island suffered a horrifying tragedy. From Penglai Island afar, they sent Aquatic Tribe’s Three Heroes, Shui Dehong, Shui Deqing, and Shui Dewei, along with over a thousand clansmen to raid this place.

Callous and merciless, they lacked any cultivator’s demeanor, slaughtering without restraint, even sparing not 15 or 16-year-old female cultivators. These girls, in their prime, like budding flowers, suffered such a fate.

The cause of this, initially, was merely because Young Master of the Aquatic Clan, Shui Han, was slightly offended here by a few remarks.

Over just one slight, it cost the lives of over a hundred people on Clear Spring Island.

Fellow cultivators, dear friends, what kind of sect can foster such vile, inhuman cultivators?

Relying on their sect’s strength, they rampaged across the sea, killing and plundering without restraint. Over trivial conflicts, they would annihilate entire families.

This isn’t just about Clear Spring Island today; yesterday there was, tomorrow will see such occurrences.

They are cultivators of this sea region; we are too. They are humans; so are we. The Heavenly Dao is natural, born equal. Why should they arbitrate our lives? Why can they rule the waves unchecked?

I invite everyone, each sect, and friends across the islands to ponder deeply on our future and the futures of our children.

Here, I call upon you all. Do not yield to the tyrannical power of these major sects, do not yield to their threats, do not act as their accomplices in harming our fellow cultivators.

Our Jade Island plans to establish a Cultivation Alliance to jointly resist the major malevolent forces like Penglai Island.

If you feel your sect is under threat, if you have a trace of resistance left, if you desire quiet cultivation, if your dream is still to become immortal, then join us.

Our Jade Island guarantees this alliance is open and fair, will never exclude a sect, will never bully the weak.

Our goal is to cleanse the corruption from the cultivation world and create an equal cultivation world. Official source ıs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽

Our slogan consists of just eight words: ‘All for one, and one for all!’

His voice was not loud, yet it was deafening.

Everyone stared foolishly at Long Fei, never expecting this young cultivator to say such words, previously considered rebellious and seeking death.

Opposing Penglai Island was something cultivators dared not even dream of.

The crowd glanced about, only Elder Wang Shun, head bandaged in white cloth, stood up, clasping his fists towards Long Fei and echoing, “I, Clear Spring Island, am the first to join. Henceforth, advancing and retreating with Jade Island, sharing life and death!”

The loose cultivators oppressed by the Penglai Three Islands eagerly stood forth, their expressions piercing towards Long Fei, “We join too!”

“Sect Master Long, you’ve spoken right to our hearts. We’re joining too; we’ll follow your lead!”

“Sect Master Long, you truly care about us maritime loose cultivators, and we brothers respect you. Whatever you do, we brothers will follow.”

Groups of loose cultivators stepped up, having endured previous grievances without assistance, swallowed them down.

Now there was protection, leadership, and someone uniting everyone against adversaries.

Moreover, this person’s power was formidable, wiping out thousands of Penglai Island men with a wave.

Everyone wholeheartedly accepted, for self-preservation, for the hope of no longer being bullied, for avoiding Clear Spring Island’s fate, loose cultivators stood up in echo.

Responses clouded the sky, with over a thousand standing up.

Though they weren’t major sea sects, and some merely stood alone, yet Long Fei welcomed them all, having them registered individually, drinking bowls with them to swear an alliance.

The bowls shattered, pounding the ground.

Long Fei commanded, “Begin the funeral!”

The funeral officially commenced, Wang Shun and others on the island wept together, personally carrying coffins to bury each disciple in the large pit. Blood in the coffins flowed incessantly, staining the pit a crimson shade.