Deities: Starting From Goblins

Logan gave a heavy sigh and continued to explain. The Daoist wanted to save Lowen Shingo’s life out of desperation, which planted a significant knot in his heart, one that perhaps only Lowen Shingo could untie.

Bart Cloud echoed, “Indeed, your Elders made a promise to him that they could not only save your life but also keep you as the Young Master of the sect, driving all other competitors out. He made a mistake, but he was faithful to you and never planned for himself.”

“So, that’s what happened!” Lowen Shingo gave a bitter smile. The Daoist was foolish to have endured slanders for the sake of his safety. He should have known the Elders were cunning and would never keep their promise.

But if there’s a chance, he must take the Daoist away from the sect. The Daoist should not feel guilty because it was the Sect Elders who played the villain, and anyone could be deceived by them.

At this moment, he felt relieved, finally untying a knot in his heart. The Daoist had protected him for thirty years and had always been loyal to him. He had always been puzzled about why the Daoist would betray him, generating a bit of distortion in his heart. The truth turned out to be this.

Although the Sect Elders were evil, there were still good people in the sect, at least the Daoist was one of them. This experience had allowed Lowen Shingo to see through many things: the ones who always pampered you didn’t necessarily mean well; the ones who didn’t abandon you in times of crisis, like Logan and his friends, were the true friends.

“And about your father, he indeed was a coward, watching silently as his own son was interrogated by the Elders and then sent to the six major sects, never fighting for you.”

Bart Cloud shook his head and added, “But in fact, your safe rescue was also thanks to Celica Shingo. He was a crucial part of it. Perhaps he wasn’t a qualified father, but at least he wasn’t a bad person. Maybe he was just caught between a rock and a hard place.”

“As friends, we must tell you the truth. Celica Shingo was willing to lure the six sect leaders into a trap, which led to a weak defense at the camp. Bart Cloud and I divided our forces and planned everything.”

Logan spread his hands and explained, “As the Sect Leader, he didn’t want to anger the Elders for the sake of the sect’s interest or start a war with the six major sects, so he chose to tolerate. But he’s been under the torment of his conscience. I can tell that he has aged ten years.”

“Whether to forgive or not is up to you. We, as friends, won’t interfere. Maybe it’s because the Shingo Clan is rather unique, the Head of the sect doesn’t control everything. Or perhaps he just suddenly came to his senses. Anyway, it’s too complicated, and we, as outsiders, can’t figure it out.”

This was a matter between Lowen Shingo and his father. Logan, as a friend, wouldn’t hide it but also wouldn’t express his own opinion. It was up to Lowen Shingo to decide whether to hate or not. Outsiders should not interfere, as they had not experienced Lowen Shingo’s despair and bitterness and had no right to ask him to let go.

“All these years, my father never showed favoritism towards me, always standing on the side of justice. Hence, he has high prestige within the sect, and the Shingo Sect has developed rapidly for twenty years. However, I never felt any fatherly love, with him being always busy with the sect affairs.”

Lowen Shingo gave a bitter smile, his eyes deep. “There’s no father-son bond, but I’m not surprised by his aloofness. Apart from a bit of resentment in my heart, it’s not unexpected. I was prepared for it. The sect affairs always take precedence over everything else in his eyes.”

“Especially this time, involving the opportunities of the two Great Saints, if obtained, the sect could become stronger, even become the number one sect. The Elders are ready to pounce, and he wouldn’t interfere for the sake of the sect. I’ve been prepared to be the scapegoat.”

Hearing these words, Logan and the others couldn’t help feeling sympathetic. But the conversation took a turn, and Lowen Shingo suddenly gave a faint smile, “This time he took action, and was willing to lure away the six sect leaders, something I never expected. Suddenly, I felt relieved, he might have always loved me as a father, just never verbalized it.”

If I were in his position, I would also be torn, like him. This time, he was willing to cooperate with Logan and the others, risking the Shingo Sect. If the six sect leaders found out, it would cause a crisis for the entire Shingo Sect.

“So, have you forgiven him?” From the side, the Shingo Butcher, feeling puzzled, found Lowen Shingo’s words ambiguous. He, being a straightforward person, couldn’t understand what was being expressed. On one hand, it seemed like he was relieved, but his tone suggested there was still some resentment.

“It’s not a matter of forgiveness, but rather not holding a grudge. After all, he is the leader of the Shingo Sect, and I will never return to the sect in my lifetime. The Elders and I are mortal enemies, a fight is inevitable once we cross paths.”

Lowen Shingo shook his head, his eyes profound, “And as the Sect Leader, should he support the Elders in the sect or me, his only son? It would cause less trouble not to meet at all. The world is vast, and I am free to soar. Perhaps one day, I can attain the Saint Seat and return in glory.”

“Indeed, the next step is to have the several sects leave, but if we don’t make them suffer a great loss, they will still covet the chances left by the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist.”

Logan brought the conversation back to the main issue. The situation was not secure at the moment. Within ten days or half a month, the sects would definitely trace them to the Demon Beast Mountain Range. Though Logan had terrific array setting skills, taking on the six major sects would still be a challenge.

Bart Cloud was quite helpless. Neither the Heavenly Saint Daoist nor the Beast King had left anything behind. Both had vanished completely, not a bone remaining, so why were the six major sects convinced there were opportunities left and also targeting them? It was quite vexing.

The Shingo Butcher thought for a moment and said, “Based on my experience, we should not take action now as we are alone and weak. Perhaps we can utilize the million demon beasts on the mountain range to fight the sects for us. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if both sides get injured?”

“With the Beast King’s demise, the million demon beasts no longer pose a threat. After all, without the leadership of a Saint Seat, they won’t dare to fight against the six major sects who are all Half-step Saint Seats.”

Logan disagreed, despite the substantial number of demon beasts which might appear threatening, most of them were not even at the Transcendent Tier and wouldn’t stand a chance against the six major sects.