Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 248 - 224 Reverse Down_2

Western mercenaries, aggressive iron-armored swordsmen, sailors with red noses wielding scimitars and swords, and white stockings nobles arrogantly riding tall horses.

Also, the traditional Sha Kingdom women, covered entirely in white gauze, revealing only their eyes.

Apart from these, the most conspicuous should be the Great Spirit soldiers responsible for maintaining order, each of them averaging over 1.8 meters tall.

They were clad entirely in white armor, carrying crossbow quivers, and holding iron spears and single-arm shields.

The T-shaped gaps in their helmets revealed glimpses of their eyes, nose, and mouth inside.

Despite their luxurious equipment, these soldiers stood idly as if they were mere statues.

Zhang Rongfang even noticed that quite a few of them were dozing off.

Bang!

Suddenly, a blue firework exploded in the sky to the right.

Judging by the location, it seemed to be a few streets away.

A distant, frenzied shout echoed over.

"The heavens are dead! Gods and Buddhas lurk! We martial artists, fear not death! If we wish to break free, only through grand rebellion!!"

"Aliens control the government! Exploit the common people! Anyone with blood in their veins should rise and resist with valor!!"

The voice wasn’t from one person; there were many joining in the chant.

Among them were men and women, young and old. The number wasn’t large, but not small either.

About a dozen or so in total.

Zhang Rongfang frowned and looked at Zhao Yanting and the other officials.

He noticed no one paid any attention to the commotion. It was as if such incidents were commonplace, long since accustomed to.

"Don’t worry, these are just people from the Rebel Sect, shouting slogans everywhere every day. They run so fast we can never catch them, and over time, we’ve grown indifferent."

Zhao Yanting said with a smile.

"Anyway, nobody cares what they’re yelling about."

"....." Zhang Rongfang glanced toward Princess Yongxiang’s carriage, finding it equally quiet and motionless.

Listening to the shouts ringing in his ears, he was suddenly reminded of worshipping gods.

These people... this Rebel Sect... seem to know something.

The chanting didn’t last long, merely seven or eight shouts, before quickly subsiding and leaving.

The people around continued with what they were doing, completely indifferent.

Zhang Rongfang recalled the joke told by the governor earlier, if the joke was true, then the chanting just now really was pointless....

Because few could understand it.

It was hard to imagine a city with hundreds of languages...

Soon, the group reached the reception area specially set up by Citong - the Far Star Residence.

The name was small, merely a residence.

But in reality, this reception area was a vast complex, situated on the hillside of a small mountain called Hanling Mountain.

Within lay pavilions and towers, artificial mountains and ponds, creating the distinctive flavor of flowing water and bridges found in the southern region.

As soon as he settled in, Zhang Rongfang promptly took people out to inquire at a pharmacy.

Guarding the sect and suppressing the chaotic sect, those were Princess Yongxiang’s matters; he first needed to find what he was looking for.

This time, without Chongxuan interfering, it indeed went fairly smoothly.

Right at the base of Far Star Residence, he casually found a decent-looking pharmacy and successfully ordered a century-old Red Reishi.

It could be exchanged for money and goods the next day.

With the medicinal ingredients secured, Zhang Rongfang immediately started looking for a suitable place for alchemy.

Such a place needed to be spacious, devoid of people nearby, and had to have live water.

After wandering around for a while without finding anyone, he first encountered the head of a local Great Dao Teaching temple— Hexing Temple.

"I am Daoist Qianqiu, sorry for the delayed welcome, please forgive me, Daoist."

In the large courtyard where Zhang Rongfang resided within Far Star Residence.

Sitting on a mat under a tree, Zhang Rongfang focused his gaze on the old Daoist before him.

The old Daoist’s skin was shriveled, resembling the bark of an old tree, his eyes murky and seemingly on the brink of severe presbyopia.

Clearly, he sat on the left side of the courtyard, yet this person clasped his fists toward the center.

"No need for formalities, Abbot. Our sect differentiates by neither rank nor prestige." Zhang Rongfang stood up, responding kindly.

"When Daoist entered the city, did you hear the loud shouts from people of the Rebel Sect inside the city?" Daoist Qianqiu suddenly inquired.

"Indeed, I’m unsure of their meaning. What relationship does this Rebel Sect have with my Great Dao Teaching?" Zhang Rongfang countered.

He didn’t understand why this person mentioned the Rebel Sect as soon as he arrived.

"Daoist might know, the Rebel Sect openly claims that the gods worshipped by all Great Spirit sects are all evil thieves, urging people not to join any sects other than theirs.

Our Great Dao Teaching was also attacked while disseminating teachings outside. It ended there."

Daoist Qianqiu sighed.

"So, if I wish to revive our sect here, I will inevitably face the Rebel Sect’s targeting, leading to conflicts?" Zhang Rongfang slightly frowned.

"Exactly." Qianqiu nodded. "Therefore, Daoist must be cautious about your own safety."

"Thank you for the reminder." Zhang Rongfang nodded and then asked if there were pill furnaces available for purchase. Only after getting confirmation did he let the person leave.

After Daoist Qianqiu had completely left.

Chen Han suddenly spoke up in the courtyard.

"Daoist, speaking of that Rebel Sect, I’ve come across them before. I suggest you proceed with caution."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang’s brow furrowed slightly. Given Chen Han’s status as an Internal Law spiritual veins practitioner, his active reminder showed the importance of the matter.

"Here’s the situation." Chen Han explained, "Nowadays, the Great Spirit primarily follows the path of god-worship.

However, many years ago, this was not the case. Back then, everyone pursued the martial arts Grandmaster Extreme Realm route.

Now, while the main path has changed, such individuals still exist, lingering in corners of the region.

They believe that god-worship will result in being controlled by deities, turning into their puppets. Life and death no longer being their own.

So, they have steadfastly adhered to relying solely on their martial skills."

"You’re saying this Rebel Sect is precisely such a force?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart was stirred, the Rebel Sect seemed aligned with his thoughts.

"Exactly." Chen Han nodded, "In reality, this group took Eastern Sect as their last stronghold. Not long ago, Eastern Sect was completely crushed, almost fading from the river of history, eliminated entirely.

Not worshipping gods, solely relying on the human body, not to mention lifespan, even body strength, a knife wound, sword scars, a random arrow, a potent poison, could all claim one’s life."

He sighed, "And even if one trains to the Extreme Realm, becomes a Grandmaster, they still can’t break through human limits. Being shot, they still cannot withstand, a critical hit is certain death."

"Then why are some Grandmaster-level experts extremely powerful?

If god-worship can rapidly enhance growth, should there not be hope to confront them once reaching Grandmaster?" Zhang Rongfang asked a long-standing doubt.

"They merely survive after defeat. Besides.... behind every Grandmaster, isn’t there a background or power?" Chen Han replied gravely.

"To ordinary people, Grandmasters are the limit, the pinnacle. But to god-worship, with spiritual veins at the Three Emptiness Level Super Grade, god-worshiping can double enhancements in all aspects.

In a confrontation, spiritual veins could lose many times, but a Grandmaster can only maneuver through skill, a single mistake spells inevitable death.

Would you say, is it the Grandmaster who’s stronger, or...."

Chen Han’s words plunged Zhang Rongfang into deep thought.

Combined with the Rebel Sect just now....

He suddenly found Citong... quite intriguing....

His coming here was likely not a coincidence.