The Strongest Prodigy Doctor

However, this also transformed their initial hope of relying on the Taichu Sect for revenge into a determination to seek revenge themselves.

They believed that with so many people in the Avengers Alliance, they could somehow become part of it. This way, if they managed to kill one or two from that organization during the war, it would somewhat vent the resentment in their hearts. After all, if they could avenge themselves, they would rather not resort to others.

So now they spend entire days together, discussing whether they could get involved, even if it meant dying in the process.

But Big Horn is very cautious. Being a teacher, he knows more. Others think they should just rush in and kill, using their teeth if necessary, to tear a piece off them.

But Big Horn is different. In the lab, he would often casually question the guards, learning from them about the power hierarchy of the cultivation world. Among them, the most powerful is Fang, whose strength barely reaches the Hundred Streams level, whereas the leaders from those organizations start at least at the Hundred Streams level. Ten of them, with powers surpassing the Ten Directions realm, and it's rumored that their leader's strength is nearing the Taichu level.

Thus, Big Horn feels that if these people were to confront the experts of that organization, it would likely be a one-way trip.

Although their strongest, Fang, can be comparable to someone with power from that organization, one thing needs consideration: Fang was originally just a farmer, and a very straightforward one at that. Whereas, those from the organization might have been cultivating from a young age, achieving their positions through challenges, making them skilled in combat.

Yet Fang is not adept at fighting, merely biting or scratching as his means of attack, with no other combat strategies. His only long-range attack is so weak it would hardly kill a mosquito.

So Big Horn never really had hopes that Fang could defeat anyone from the organization, given the vast difference in ability.

"The only hope now is the Avengers Alliance made up of both the righteous and the demonic paths!" Big Horn pondered and said.

"What? Didn't you say we couldn't join the Avengers Alliance? Why rely on them now?"

"Exactly, what's the meaning of this? Stop leaving things half-said like you learned folks!"

"Spit it out, Big Horn."

"Big Horn, share your plan so we can think it through and see if it's feasible!" Finally, Old Tree Woman spoke up.

"My idea is this: we can approach the Avengers Alliance, maybe even join them. Their acceptance is another matter, but we shouldn't fight alongside them. As you know our situation, us joining the battle would only drag them down. Beyond being a burden, I can't think of anything else. So let's not consider engaging in battle. By the time the battlefield needs cleansing, we could perhaps join in. We would handle the cleanup, and if we encounter any survivor from the righteous and demonic paths alliance, we'll get them back to their side. If they're from that organization, each of us can deliver a deathblow." said Big Horn: "Moreover, during their fight, we shouldn't stay too close to them. If any of us is infiltrated by the organization's war machines, even a sneak attack on the Avengers Alliance would leave us unable to explain with a hundred mouths!"

Hearing this plan, no one opposed it, although they thought the plan was cowardly, it seemed their only option. Big Horn had previously mentioned that their abilities were too far behind those from the organization, capable of overpowering all of them with just one person.

And they couldn't think of a better plan either. Their ideas only consisted of reckless charges, with no actual solution.

Previously they were only talking, but if sacrificing their lives could eliminate someone from the organization, they would gladly do it, considering their extreme hatred for the organization's people.

Yet every day, similar discussions took place, shifting from how to eliminate people from the organization, to how to convince the alliance of the righteous and demonic paths to allow them to clean the battlefield.

After all, cleaning the battlefield, though tiring, brings good rewards, not only collecting enemy corpses but also possibly enemy magical treasures. For strangers coming to clean the battlefield, who knows if that's what they're after.

Most importantly, those people didn't know that the righteous and demonic paths had agreed that the collected corpses of the war machines must be destroyed, burned, leaving none behind. For such things are a hazard to common people's lives, turning them into raw materials for war machines, thus must be destroyed, supervised by all Sect Leaders, inspecting everyone leaving the battlefield to prevent theft.

However, during this meeting, someone reported seeing people approaching, including many modified experiment subjects like themselves.

"Oh no! Could it be that the organization discovered us, bringing war machines here?" Everyone was shocked, as this place was so secretive, how could it have been discovered?

"Everyone, stay calm!" instructed Old Tree Woman, urging everyone not to panic, and then turned to the messenger, "Are you sure? Could they just be passing by?"

The messenger confidently replied, "There's no mistake, Old Tree Woman. That group is coming directly towards us, heading straight in our direction, showing no signs of just passing by!"

Old Tree Woman, despite seeming calm, flashed a trace of panic, then said, "Prepare to leave here, I will hold them off. Use the secret passage to escape, then find a new place to establish another haven."

"Old Tree Woman, we won't leave you behind; we'd rather fight!"

"Yes, let's fight them."

"You want us to abandon you and run? Impossible, let whoever wants to run do so, I refuse to leave here."

Everyone spoke up in unison, showing none willing to abandon Old Tree Woman.

Old Tree Woman was deeply moved, yet insisted they leave.