Chapter 219 Chemistry
"It’s all well and good that we can pick the names," one elder began, his tone calm but laced with caution.
"But there is one thing we must not overlook. We need to make absolutely certain that the woman we choose will carry out the task not only obediently, but wholeheartedly. If we send someone who is unwilling, someone who carries resentment in her heart, she could easily jeopardize everything. A single misstep on her part could provoke Daoist Riley’s wrath far more than anything we could have anticipated."
The weight of his words hung in the air, silencing the room.
The elders who had been debating moments before now exchanged uncertain glances, their expressions growing grim.
He continued, "This isn’t just about appearance or cultivation level anymore. We’re not simply selecting a representative—we’re placing our entire sect’s future in her hands. If she falters, if she fails to respect the gravity of this marriage alliance, the consequences may be catastrophic."
A heavy silence followed, thick with unspoken worries.
Some elders looked down at the floor, lost in thought, while others rubbed their beards or tapped their fingers anxiously on the table.
After a pause, another elder finally spoke, his voice low but firm.
"I’m afraid the good elder is right. Most of our prodigies, saintesses, and saint children possess proud and unyielding temperaments. They are not the sort to bow their heads easily. Many of them were raised to see themselves as the chosen, the untouchable, and have been betrothed since their youth to allies of equal stature. Forcing one of them into this marriage, especially with someone they do not know or respect, could lead to rebellion, or worse... sabotage."
He sighed deeply, the lines on his face deepening.
"I fear that if we push the wrong person into this role, it will only bring us disgrace, not salvation. In that case, we may as well admit it—we’re back to square one."