novelaction Chapter 239 Accept the rules of the game, take responsibility, and enjoy freedom
Chapter 239 Accept the rules of the game, take responsibility, and enjoy freedom
Sometimes, when differing opinions arise regarding island affairs, he listens patiently to all sides, affirms the opinions of each party, and finally synthesizes their opinions to form his own.
My master said this is the way to manage subordinates.
Those in power should not rush to express their own opinions, nor should they suppress those who offer suggestions. Instead, they should encourage their subordinates to raise different perspectives. Only by being open to diverse opinions can one truly understand the world and become a better clan leader, enabling them to lead the Dragon Clan to improve their cultivation and better protect the Immortal Spirit Continent.
Now, he has done it.
Dragon Island developed better and better under his leadership.
I wonder if Master will praise him when he sees him.
When Zhong Lingxin saw Long Xinglan, she only had time to say "very good" before she hurriedly went to the tribulation site and sat down.
Although she knew that as long as she didn't do anything reckless, she would definitely be able to successfully pass the tribulation.
However, she still prepared several sets of magic robes for herself, as well as several fifth-grade array plates and a row of jade bottles, each containing blood-replenishing pills, healing pills, spirit-replenishing pills, and bone-shaping pills.
The Celestial Dao snorted heavily in Zhong Ling's mind.
This woman, despite saying she trusts him, still prepared so many things.
Zhong Lingxin looked up at the sky and thought to herself, "Go ahead and chop me down properly. I need to undergo a real Nascent Soul Tribulation, and both my consciousness and body need to be tempered to the greatest extent possible."
The ominous clouds pressed down on Zhong Lingxin's head, and her hair stood on end as if electrified, with tiny sparks of electricity flashing on it.
The flash made Zhong Lingxin's scalp feel numb and itchy, and she scratched her scalp violently in frustration.
I finally managed to pull my hair down, but it stood up again in the blink of an eye.
Even the tips of his hair reached into the clouds of calamity.
The calamity clouds swayed with each shake of Zhong Lingxin's head, brushing against her face several times.
With a casual grab, Zhong Lingxin conjured a cloud of calamity.
The tribulation clouds were not afraid of Zhong Lingxin; sparks carrying lightning swirled between her five fingers.
Zhong Lingxin stuffed the tribulation cloud into the Nine-Story Pagoda.
Inside the Nine-Layered Pagoda, Zhong Chun, whose physical body had been reshaped and who was diligently cultivating, was struck squarely by the tribulation clouds that had been thrust into him, nearly causing his small, Golden Core-level body to fall apart.
Enraged, he swept the calamity clouds to the distant lake surface to blast fish.
One after another, the clouds of calamity were collected by Zhong Lingxin.
She accepted it openly and honestly.
The Celestial Spirit Heavenly Dao pretended not to see the earth's offering.
After collecting a hundred or so flowers, the tribulation clouds in the sky began to flash with lightning, and streaks of electricity shot up.
Zhong Lingxin knew that the tribulation was about to begin.
Soon, the Nine-fold Thunder Tribulation descended.
A purple lightning bolt, as thin as a chopstick, fell from the clouds along Zhong Lingxin's hair, covering her entire body and bathing her in a purple light.
The purple light sizzled on her skin, refining it.
Zhong Lingxin diligently absorbed the power of lightning.
She knew that each lightning bolt multiplied.
If these forty-five lightning tribulations were to increase to the final size, they would be thicker than a large water bucket, and would weld her firmly inside and cause her to explode.
It's easier to absorb the initial lightning strikes, so let's absorb as much as possible.
The lightning bolts fell slowly and steadily, each one only striking after Zhong Lingxin had fully recovered from her injuries.
The entire tribulation lightning worked exactly as she had anticipated, achieving its purpose of tempering her while striking her squarely and thoroughly, leaving her scorched and battered.
After the Five-Nine Thunder Tribulation ended, Zhong Lingxin lay at the bottom of the pit, her body covered in blood and not a single piece of flesh intact.
The entire Long family watched quietly from a distance.
The heavens have not yet sent down rain; it seems that the Heavenly Dao is very dissatisfied with Master's establishment of the Dao.
Yes, Zhong Lingxin lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, still retaining a sliver of clear consciousness, thinking of freedom. "I want freedom."
The Celestial Spirit Heavenly Dao roared at Zhong Lingxin again and again: "Protect! You have to protect! You have to protect me, you have to protect your Zhong family, you have to protect the Qingyun Sect, and you have to protect Dragon Island! You absolutely have to protect!"
Zhong Lingxin couldn't be bothered with the Celestial Dao.
She just wants freedom. Why bother with all those rules and regulations every day?
No, she was determined to be free.
Protecting the Immortal Spirit Continent, protecting the Zhong family, protecting the Qingyun Sect, and protecting the Long family are all secondary tasks.
As Zhong Lingxin thought this, she felt herself floating.
They floated like clouds in the sky, drifting and swaying.
The wind blows, and she drifts with it.
As the rain fell, she watched the raindrops penetrate her body and fall into the grass below.
There was sunshine, and there were snowflakes.
Everything was fine; she enjoyed this freedom.
The only downside is that the weather is unpredictable, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, sometimes rainy, sometimes windy, completely beyond her control.
She thought to herself, "Never mind, freedom comes at a price."
She doesn't control the wind and rain, so of course she has to let the wind and rain rain however they want.
She can still bear this price.
But the rain grew heavier and heavier, and the white cloud she had transformed into became soaked by the rain, heavy and unable to drift.
A chilly wind blew by, causing tiny water droplets to drip down her body.
Drip, drip, drip it all quickly.
Soon, the bright sunlight shone on her, drying the moisture off her body.
She became light and graceful. A gentle breeze blew, and she floated lightly with it.
But the sun grew hotter and hotter, almost drying out the clouds and making her feel like she was about to disappear completely...
Help! She shouldn't do this!
All she wants is freedom; she doesn't want to be roasted alive!
The voice of the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao was full of vigor, roaring in her ear: "You damned woman, wake up! Wake up!"
Let me tell you, there is no such thing as 100% freedom in this world, not even if you fly to the celestial realm.
Only peace within the rules.
"You damned woman, you must take responsibility! Don't even think about running away!"
Okay, okay, it's just relativity.
She accepts the rules of the game, takes responsibility, and enjoys freedom.
Zhong Lingxin, who was at the bottom of the pit, was moved twice.
The sky was filled with rosy clouds.
The people of Dragon Island cheered.
It's time for some much-needed rain.
Just now, the sky was filled with rolling clouds. I wonder what path Master has established!
Zhong Lingxin smiled bitterly. What Dao? She didn't know what Dao it was.
A path of relative freedom? A path of freedom based on responsibility?
In short, the Celestial Spirit Heavenly Dao acknowledged her freedom, but also forced her to take on the responsibility!
Her miserable years of cultivation were only spent in moments of frustration, when she would unleash a powerful cannonball.
The Celestial Dao was extremely satisfied. He knew that although this woman only wanted freedom, she understood that freedom came at a price.
Only by taking responsibility can one gain greater freedom.
On the Immortal Spirit Continent, a gentle breeze carried wisps of pure spiritual energy, invigorating everyone.
Something good has happened in the Immortal Spirit Continent!
Zhong Lingxin, who had officially become a Nascent Soul cultivator, arrived at the Long family's main hall amidst the joyful congratulations of her disciples.
Long Xinglan stood in front of Zhong Lingxin, nervously taking out a brief introduction to the development of Long Island over the past few years and asking Zhong Lingxin to review it.