Journey to the head

Chiyu Lingjun left with Wuhuzi and Gu Nishang.

Lu Qian returned to Huoyun Peak with Lin Le and Wu Yan. The Yunshan disciples who had been searching for Chiyu were returning one after another.

At this moment, the morning light is gradually rising, and a ball of red is looming in the sky, radiating thousands of feet of rays of light.

Several people looked at the rising sun from afar, thinking of Chiyu Lingjun in their hearts, and had no intention of resting at all.

Lu Qian simply sat down under the fiery red ancient tree, in front of the stone table, and asked the disciples of Huoyun Peak to serve tea. He also asked the uneasy Lin Le and Wu Yan to sit down, and they drank tea together while waiting.

At this moment, An Fanghe happened to come in from the door listlessly. When he saw Lu Qian sitting under the tree, he stood up straight.

It turned out that he had been busy searching for Master Chiyu in the wild all night, and was told not to look for him anymore and to return to Huoyun Peak immediately. Now he felt exhausted and full of complaints.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by the master as soon as he entered the door, so he had to cheer himself up and go forward to pay his respects.

"Disciple An Fanghe pays respects to the headmaster and the two elders."

Oh, what bad luck! These three big guys were discussing something, and there was no one to serve them. I just happened to run into them, and then—

"That's perfect." Lu Qian smiled. "Could you please let Fang He serve us and pour us a few cups of tea?"

An Fanghe sighed and bowed in response.

So the lazy boy perked up and poured tea for Lu Qian, Lin Le and Wu Yan in turn.

When he really got serious, An Fanghe felt very honored in his heart. Being able to serve the core leaders of the Yunshan Sect was an opportunity that many Qi training disciples would love to have.

After taking a sip of tea, Lin Le finally couldn't help asking, "Master, if what happened to Senior Chiyu happened in our Yunshan Sect, how should we deal with it? If we put aside Senior Chiyu's attitude and say that our sect will deal with it, will we really sentence him to death?"

An Fanghe was shocked. What happened to Akabane? What happened in the past night? Did he commit a serious crime?

Then Lu Qian asked back: "What do you think?"

Wu Yan thought again and again: "Master, I think he should be pardoned."

"It is true that Senior Akabane killed someone in the past and committed a capital crime. But he also made great contributions to the prosperity of the sect. Just as Soapberry said, he saved thousands of people and enabled many people to gain a new path because of the prosperity of the sect."

"Killing six people and saving ten thousand should at least atone for the mistake."

"Besides, if a Yuanying Lingjun continues to exist, how much value will it create for the entire sect? In other words, without him, how many people might lose their lives in the war?"

"Pardon his sins and allow him to continue serving. All of this is for the best interests of the sect."

Lu Qian did not comment: "So, you think that in the face of the overall interests of the sect, the six dead monks are not worth mentioning. A monk of extremely high value should be tolerated for making some mistakes, because his value far exceeds the losses caused by his mistakes."

Wu Yan always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it, so she nodded hesitantly.

Lu Qian said, "Then suppose this Yuanying Lingjun is a bloodthirsty pervert. For every 100 enemies he kills for the sect, he will kill one of his fellow disciples. Or, for every 100 fellow disciples he saves, he will kill one, is that correct?"

Wu Yan quickly shook her head. Lu Qian said, "Then for every 1,000 enemies killed, one fellow disciple will be killed? For every 10,000 enemies killed, one fellow disciple will be killed? For every 100,000 enemies killed, one fellow disciple will be killed?"

Wu Yan became more and more hesitant, and finally froze.

She knew what Lu Qian was asking. Assuming that this cultivator could create more and more value for the sect, the balance would eventually turn.

But, is this right?
She could only say weakly: "But Akabane-senpai will not continue to kill people. The mistakes he made are in the past."

Lu Qian shook his head: "Once you only use 'value' to measure people, everything will be out of balance and out of control."

Wu Yan seemed to be thinking about something.

An Fanghe, who was standing behind Lu Qian, understood what he had heard by now and couldn't help but fall into deep thought about Lu Qian and Wu Yan's questions and answers.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. As expected, questions of this level were too difficult for me to answer.

Lu Qian asked Lin Le again: "What do you think?"

Lin Le hesitated for a long time before saying, "I don't know."

"Oh?"

Lin Le sorted out his thoughts.

"If it was any other monk, I think they should be dealt with according to the sect rules no matter what."

"If we let him off the hook just because he's a strong man who can bring a lot of benefits to the sect, doesn't that mean that the strong can ignore the sect's rules?"

"However, the cornerstone of the sect's existence is rules."

"It is precisely because people believe that this rule will protect everyone equally and distribute benefits fairly that they will join it when they are still weak, and then continue to defend this rule when they are strong."

"If the strong can do whatever they want, then who would dare to join this sect? Who would sincerely protect this sect? You have to know that most people start out as weak."

"Besides, there is always someone stronger than you. There is always someone higher than you. Those who claim to be strong will always encounter someone stronger than them. How will they protect themselves then?"

"A sect that cannot protect the weak cannot exist for long. If the strong are allowed to bully the weak at will, it can only be a loose organization of a predatory nature, and it will definitely fall apart."

"The sect's rules are the foundation of the sect and cannot be violated in any way."

An Fanghe praised in his heart, worthy of being called Elder Lin! The fellow disciples said that Elder Lin had learned the true teachings of the headmaster in terms of business development and strategy. Now he has solved the problem of false spiritual roots and achieved the status of Golden Elixir.

Maybe, maybe, he would be more suitable to be the next sect leader than the sect leader's eldest disciple, Elder Wu Yan?
But Lin Le paused and sighed.

"But, he is Akabane-senpai."

Lu Qian understood what Lin Le meant.

It is easy to point fingers at and criticize others, but it is very difficult to do so yourself.

He is Chiyu Lingjun, the former Chiyu Zhenren, an elder who is highly respected and admired by the top leaders of Yunshan Sect, and has a deep connection with Yunshan Sect.

Just thinking about executing him was already very painful. If it was a core figure of the Yunshan Sect, such as Senior Brother Wang or Senior Sister Wang, what should be done with them?

Chiyu Lingjun is as important to Danxia Sect as Wang Yu and Jiang Qingfeng are to Yunshan Sect.

It is easy to say that one should execute Ma Su with tears, but it is really difficult.

Moreover, it has been three hundred years since the murder of six fellow disciples. The Danxia Sect has already had several generations of disciples. Who still remembers those things?

Just as Wu Yan said, this mistake has passed and is no longer important to the current Danxia disciples, and everyone believes that Chiyu Lingjun will not make the same mistake again.

They need Chiyu Lingjun to lead them to a brighter future.

When the victim doesn't care about the mistake, is it necessary for Chiyu Lingjun to pay it back?

"So, I don't understand. Master, what do you think we should do?" The question was thrown back to Lu Qian. Wu Yan and Lin Le looked at Lu Qian with expectant eyes, hoping that the omnipotent master could answer their questions. An Fanghe also perked up his spirits and took the opportunity to refill Lu Qian's tea to move closer and eavesdrop.

But Lu Qian pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head.

“I can’t answer this question directly.”

"First of all, it is irrational to apply this scenario to the Yunshan Sect."

"Three hundred years ago, Pei Lie made a huge mistake, but he was able to conceal it successfully. This is due to the Danxia Sect's poor internal supervision."

"Pei Lie privately summoned his fellow disciples to go out and kill the traitor, but later returned alone. Six disciples died at once, one of whom was Pei Lie's lover. The Danxia Sect did not pursue the responsibility in depth, but was glad that the evil cultivator was 'executed' and ended the matter hastily."

"The Danxia Sect ultimately failed to uncover this major case, which is impossible for my Yunshan Sect."

"In other words, our Yunshan sect's internal monitoring system will not allow such a thing to happen."

"Those who make serious mistakes will be punished accordingly and will not have the chance to become the core members that we cannot let go of."

Lu Qian's words made the three of them breathe a sigh of relief. After thinking about the system reform, a part of the backbones were separated from the Intelligence Department and entered the Supervisory Department to establish the powerful Supervisory Department Qiuhaotang, forming a structure in which the Intelligence Department was responsible for external affairs and the Supervisory Department was responsible for internal affairs.

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Lu Qian continued, "Putting aside the emotions and simply looking at this crime, I don't think Pei Lie is more important than the six dead monks."

"How do you know that the six monks he killed were worthless? Maybe there were undiscovered talents among them? It's just that he ruined their future and all their possibilities."

"The value of a person cannot be measured specifically. At least everyone has a future, which is unknown."

"To give an inappropriate example, if we go back 60 years, who would have thought that Xiao Lin would grow to where he is today?" Lu Qian smiled with relief, "At that time, could we have abandoned Xiao Lin and replaced him with a so-called genius?"

"Now, in my heart, even ten Red Feather Spirit Lords are not as good as my Lin Le!"

Wu Yan nodded sincerely, Lin Le smiled shyly with fear. An Fanghe held the teapot, and envy welled up in his heart.

"Of course, what I said is still a bit of an exaggeration. In fact, everyone's value is reflected in many aspects. What they can do is only one part. For example, his existence is of great value to his relatives and friends."

“So, at any time, don’t easily use value to measure a person’s importance. Once you do that, it is often the greatest injustice.”

"We must govern the sect with rules, so that everyone acts within the constraints of the sect rules, rather than relying on their own subjective judgment."

Lin Le and Wu Yan leaned forward to receive instruction: "Disciple will keep this in mind."

After a pause, Lin Le didn't want to miss this opportunity and decided to ask all the questions in his mind.

"Master, people cannot be measured by their value, but in the operation of the sect, we will naturally divide the monks into different levels."

"What are their spiritual roots, talents, abilities, and attitudes? The sect will invest different amounts of energy and resources in different people."

"Even if he is the head of a sect, he will always be extra attentive to those with extraordinary talents. How do you explain this?"

He suddenly emphasized: "For those with mediocre talents, what is the meaning of their existence?"

Wu Yan thought of Lin Le in the past and held his hand tightly. An Fanghe was also shocked, feeling that the question was too sharp.

Lu Qian chuckled: "Xiao Lin, the fact that you can think of this problem shows that you have already thought about it from the perspective of the entire sect, which is very good."

After a pause, Lu Qian said solemnly: "You must always remember that the sect belongs to everyone, not just a few geniuses."

"As the head of the sect, we divide disciples into different categories, not to distinguish between superior and inferior, but to apply them according to their abilities, so that everyone can play their best role, to select people based on their talents, and strive to make everyone achieve the greatest success."

At this moment, Lin Le and Wu Yan both felt enlightened.

Of course they could understand that Lu Qian was now imparting his way of being a sect leader without reservation, and they couldn't help but feel extremely serious and moved.

"A sect cannot lack geniuses, nor can it lack ordinary disciples."

“Everyone just has different division of labor.”

"Geniuses lead the sect, and ordinary disciples build the sect."

"Genius determines the upper limit of a sect, while ordinary disciples are the foundation of the sect."

"Ninety-nine percent of Yunshan Sect's elixirs, treasures, spiritual plants and medicines are produced by ordinary disciples, and more than ninety percent of Yunshan Sect's sect missions are completed by ordinary disciples."

"While ordinary disciples are building Yunshan Sect to be more powerful, they are also enjoying the protection and support provided by the powerful Yunshan Sect, as well as various cultivation resources including Dharma, land, companions, and wealth. These resources will help them—"

"It allows the monks who were originally unable to fly to soar into the clouds and overlook the magnificent mountains and rivers."

“It allows monks who would have been the target of bullying to walk among the crowd with their heads held high.”

“It allows the monks who were originally living in poverty to enjoy abundant resources and get a glimpse of a more brilliant world.”

Lu Qian smiled slightly and drank the tea in his hand.

"Let every qualified Yunshan disciple enjoy his or her life equally."

"This is the long journey of the headmaster."

These words were engraved in Lin Le and Wu Yan's hearts without missing a word. However, there was a crisp bang, and An Fanghe's hand loosened, and he accidentally broke the teapot into pieces.

He bowed down in a hurry, but his heart was still uneasy.

Although he was a rare dual spiritual root, and was a person of extraordinary talent, he was not interested in the path of cultivation, but just wanted to live a carefree life.

However, such thoughts have always been considered a waste of talent by teachers and have been criticized. Even fellow students around him did not understand. Although they were polite on the surface, they always looked down on him in private.

An Fanghe knew clearly that in the eyes of many people, he was a useless person.

But now, the master's words moved him deeply.

Let every Yunshan disciple enjoy his or her own life.

Isn’t this my dream?
It turns out that the leader can tolerate such a choice.

"Fang He, I know you are a carefree person by nature and enjoy the mountains and rivers. This is not wrong." Lu Qian said softly, "As long as you can complete your work and do not violate the rules of the sect, you certainly have the right to choose your own life."

"The Yunshan Sect should also have such strength to support disciples in choosing their own future."

"Please contribute to the creation of such a Yunshan Sect."

An Fanghe bowed heavily, his voice choked with sobs and tears in his eyes.

Lu Qian gave him freedom, but he suddenly found his own goal. (End of this chapter)