A few humbly expressed their gratitude, and Lu Qian looked up, surveying the surroundings, his voice resonating through Minglong Mountain, carried by spiritual power.
"If one relies on cultivation to fight fiercely and act wantonly, doom is certain. To dominate by force is not my wish."
"The path of the Immortal Dao is like sailing upstream against the current. A lone sailor in a small boat may have the advantage of agility, but as soon as a big storm arises, the boat capsizes, leading to doom. Only by uniting as one, combining our efforts to build a great ship, hoist the sails high, sturdy and powerful, can we sail through stormy seas and reach the vast ocean!"
"The Yunshan Sect is the great ship on our journey against the current, seeking the end of the Immortal Dao."
"Fellow disciples, companions, and subordinate sects. You may row, hoist the sails, draw the bow, or fire the cannon, while I steer and navigate for you all!"
