Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 118 - 99: This Matter Ends Here_3

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He has no cultivation in Martial Arts, but even Marshal Lu must take his words seriously because he is the representative of the Li Family. Every word he speaks here represents the intentions of the Li Family.

The representatives who understood the implications maintained their silence at this moment.

Although they did not understand why the Li Family insisted on the death of Zhuang Butong, they clearly would not contest the Li Family for his sake.

It was not only because there was no benefit related, but also because the problem with Zhuang Butong was indeed serious and irreversible.

In fact, thirty-one years ago, there were already voices demanding a swift "resolution" to Zhuang Butong.

If it were not for Zhuang Butong's teacher, Sui Canghai, being a veteran Martial Arts Master who had guarded as one of the Four Guardian Stars for many years, who has labored meritoriously all these years and mediated greatly, coupled with some subsequent special factors, Zhuang Butong would not have lived to see this day.

Now that the major purpose of Zhuang Butong's continued existence has been achieved, and the Li Family is willing to back his death, this naturally is the best conclusion.

Among the representatives present, although some felt pity, they were far from righteous to the extent of clashing with the Li Family for Zhuang Butong's sake.

Chief Marshal Lu was silent for a few seconds and said, "I really like this kid, but since there is no other way, we can only give up, he must have foreseen today's outcome when he made the decision back then."

"If suppression... I remember it cannot be stopped, right? Where to gather three or four masters, revolving around this lad all day? Even the direct heirs of the Six Great Families don't receive such treatment."

"I support Admiral Lu's decision."

"I have no objections."

Marshal Lu glanced to the side and slowly said, "What's the stance of the Religious Administration?"

Zhou Zhongda, as the representative from the Administration Bureau, attended the meeting. Hearing Admiral Lu's inquiry, he suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice:

"I only ask one question, for those who pave the way for humanity, yet are directly abandoned by us, how will future generations view us? What will the history books write?!"

The others remained expressionless as if ancient wells.

Even if future generations turn over old chapters, it would be backed by the Li Family, it has nothing to do with them.

Among those present, a Martial Arts Master crossed his arms and scoffed, "I said long ago, using the power of the Evil God to climb the limits of Martial Arts is simply the wrong path! The way of Martial Arts relies solely on oneself!"

"You can't say that." Someone shook their head, "It's because the rules of the Great Universe haven't yet merged with the rules of the Spirit Ocean. According to original predictions, the appearance of the Sixth Limit still needs a hundred years. Zhuang Butong's act was using the power of the Evil God to push forward the progress of Federation Martial Arts."

"Sneer, say all you want, isn't it still relying on the power of the Evil God?"

"If you must put it that way, then the ancestors ten thousand years ago were all stepping on the heads of Evil Gods, forging paths through brambles and thorns!"

"Back then, it was because there was no choice!"

"Then why didn't you break through when you were young? Was it because there was no choice, or was it impossible?"

Just as the scene was momentarily out of control.

Chief Marshal Lu swept his gaze coldly over everyone, unleashing the distinctive powerful and intense aura of the Circulation Dojo without any cover.

Marshal Lu looked again at Zhou Zhongda, his voice deepening: "I asked for the stance of the Administration Bureau, not your personal stance."

Zhou Zhongda was silent for a moment and spoke in a lower voice, "The Administration Bureau takes no stance on this matter."

Marshal Lu nodded, then turned politely to another side, "Elder Lin, does the Divine Temple have any opinions or instructions?"

The representative from the Divine Temple was an old priest, who seemed as if he was forcibly lifted from his bed and brought to this conference room.

Hearing Marshal Lu's question, the old man half-squinted, the wrinkles on his face seeming deeper, aged and angry, each word filled with accusation:

"You drag me, an old man halfway into the grave, here in the middle of the night, just to cheer on your harming of a decent young man? Should I personally write a banner of honor to present to you?"

The expressions of the others changed slightly, but they all turned their heads away, pretending not to hear, not stooping to the level of this old man.

Marshal Lu bitterly smiled, "Elder Lin, why say such things? We also had no choice."

The old man's eyelids drooped: "Don't tell me, you go and tell that boy from the Zhuang family and his teacher."

Suddenly the representative from the Li Family spoke sternly, "Shouldn't the Divine Temple be taking the same stance as the Six Great Families on this issue?"

This statement already carried a hint of accusation.

But no one thought there was anything wrong with this statement.

Because the highest rank in the Divine Temple system is the Four Directions God.

And the Four Directions God includes four of the former Seven Marshals.

One of them is indeed the former Marshal Li.

The old man didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard.

Just as the Li Family's representative was about to continue his questioning.

Chief Mu, who had been watching silently on the projection, suddenly interjected, "Personally, I think the death of Zhuang Butong is quite regrettable."

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The representative from the Li Family's expression darkened, "Does Chief Mu have a better solution? Mere sympathy based on feelings has no practical significance."

Chief Mu shrugged, "My five minutes are up, I'm out."

The next moment, the communication was cut off.

At this moment, Marshal Lu took a deep breath, leaned back with closed eyes, and after a long silence, his voice was hoarse as he stated:

"Since that's the case, then I, representing the military, make the final decision, sentencing Zhuang Butong..."

A deafening ringtone of square dance suddenly erupted, interrupting Marshal Lu's speech.

The old priest from the Divine Temple slowly took out a device, glanced at it, and then his eyes slightly widened.

Squinting, he read the message closely.

Looking up.

He looked seriously at the Li Family's representative and asked:

"That statement you just made, on behalf of which unfilial descendant of the Li Family did you speak? Please give me a name, so I can visit and give him a slap from Marshal Li."

Marshal Lu's spiritual awareness instantly scanned the message on Elder Lin's device, his expression stunned, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and declared resoundingly:

"This matter, from today onwards, is to be put to rest; no further discussion by anyone."

...

...

On this day.

The Four Directions God appeared in the Divine Temple, issuing a divine decree.

[Those who wish to support all beings with both hands ought to be supported by all beings.]

Wherever the decree passed, none dared to disobey.

Even the prominent Li Family had to bow their heads in silence.

Just because one of the divine lords was akin to Marshal Li being alive.

This matter,

is put to rest.