Chapter 263: How Can Such A Handsome Young Man Be Considered Evil, Right, Girls?
They remember that the Twilight Mist Sect used to be known for its neutral position in the first Demonic War that shook the cultivation world twelve hundred years ago. It didn't take part in the battle between the righteous faction and demonic practitioners.
Both sides tried to force it to join their side and thought that with its strength, they could gain a massive advantage in the war, but the Supreme Elders of the time didn't care about such things and were ready to eliminate anyone who threatened the sect, regardless of whether it was the righteous or the demonic faction.
They understood the benefits of having their help, but they also understood the risks of offending them by asking for too much and pushing them to the side, so instead of making enemies, both sides eventually just let them be since it was better than getting themselves another powerful foe to worry about along with those already causing trouble for them!
In the end, after many years of constant battles with no end in sight, both sides were forced to stop the war, but at what cost? Millions died during those battles, while countless others were crippled and scarred for life forever, unable to ever return to their old lives as cultivators again.
The world itself was changed as the lands became desolated with endless corpses lying on them, their blood mixing with dirt as time went by, while the air became thick with a smell of death and decay as no living thing could be seen anywhere.
At that time, the Twilight Mist Sect stepped forward and declared that there shouldn't be any more wars anymore, and if anyone ever decided to repeat the same mistakes again, they wouldn't hesitate to fight both factions with all their might in order to prevent further chaos.
With their full strength and powerful cultivators, their warning was enough to deter most of those who had intentions of picking up where they left off; however, there were still many stubborn fools who didn't learn from history and insisted on starting a new conflict despite knowing the consequences involved in doing so, which ended up costing them their lives as they were crushed by the Twilight Mist Sect, unable to resist it or escape from its might.
Since then, the world has been divided into different factions, such as the righteous faction, the neutral faction, and the demonic faction, who each had their own territories to rule over, but unlike in the past, they didn't seek open conflict against each other as they knew it would only result in mutual destruction for everyone involved in it!
On the other hand, Asher smiled when he heard Elder Harrius defend him.
He could see that he had made the right decision to put his trust in the Twilight Mist Sect since it was filled with people like Elder Harrius who cared about fairness and equality above all else. Although it may seem impossible to achieve that ideal, as long as someone believed and continued striving towards it, then who knows what wonders could happen one day in the future?
After that, when his gaze turned towards the participants and their eyes met, he still noticed the frightened expressions of some, which caused him to chuckle, not bothered by them at all.
He knew what kind of impact his Spirit had on everyone present here, including the elders, but he didn't care about their opinions or whether they liked it or not.
No matter what they thought, he would remain unperturbed because he had nothing to prove to anyone. If they couldn't accept his Spirit, then that was their problem, not his.
Furthermore, no matter how they felt about his Spirit, it wouldn't change the reality of things. In the end, it was not him who needed to gain acceptance, but them.
However... Asher couldn't deny the fact that some part of him felt great satisfaction after seeing their expressions turn fearful. It was a primal kind of joy that arose from deep inside him whenever he saw someone tremble before him in fear or cower in terror. It was a feeling that was both foreign and yet somehow familiar to him, like an instinct from within, telling him this was natural and right.
At that moment, Elder Katrina stepped forward, and her cheerful voice rang out, breaking the tense silence among the participants. "Everyone, I know that seeing such an unusual spirit made many of you frightened and confused, but as Elder Harrius explained, you don't have to be scared. In fact, how can such a handsome young man be considered evil, right, girls?
Just look at his dashing appearance, chiseled face, and charming eyes, with those dreamy lips that just scream romance! Not only does he look good, but he also has a powerful Spirit to protect and take care of you if you have him as your partner or husband!
So stop worrying too much about such things. Instead, let us celebrate this great achievement together. Everyone who joins the Twilight Mist Sect will become part of our family, and we should be happy for each other, right?"
Her words had quite the effect, causing many women to start blushing when they heard her while others started whispering among themselves, talking about Asher's looks and whatnot, making their giggles echo across the place.
And of course, Elder Katrina wasn't finished with her speech yet and continued speaking with a mischievous smile on her face, "And you young men must also understand that if you let your fear or discrimination cloud your judgment and don't put in effort to improve yourself instead, how can you hope to ever stand out against someone like Young Master Asher, who already possesses everything a girl could dream of?
You'd better stop thinking about useless stuff, or these young ladies here may be stolen by Young Master Asher, leaving you alone with no hope of getting your own charming princess in the future."
When they heard what she said, all the young men glanced at Asher with jealousy in their eyes before they began shouting and roaring while punching their chests, as if showing off that they weren't going to sit idly while watching everything happen.