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"When will you help take my revenge?" Baili Xiao asked impatiently.
"Wait," Lin Yuqing replied indifferently.
"How much longer must we wait? With the resources of the True Martial Holy Sect aiding him, he will only get stronger and stronger," Baili Xiao said anxiously.
"I never do anything that I’m not sure about," Lin Yuqing stood at the entrance of the cave, speaking lightly.
"I have already claid back my Flying Immortal Body.
Moreover, Sect Master Xiao of the True Martial Holy Sect has already returned.
I believe he will understand my identity.
Once I completely integrate this inheritance, my strength will also greatly increase.
By then, it will be the end of the road for him, Xu Zii."
...…
The sky gradually darkened, and Xu Zii slowly closed the book in his hand before walking out of the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.
The life of the Empress was indeed magnificent.
Perhaps from the mont she embarked on the path of cultivation, her story was filled with legends.
Xu Zii also found the information he had been seeking.
In her ti, the Empress had gathered eight Myriad Dao Lotuses.
The White Lotus was left within her own inheritance.
The Green Lotus was placed within the Cleansing Sword Pond of the True Martial Holy Sect.
The Blue Lotus was given to her first War General at the ti, Jade Pure Fairy.
And the Red Lotus was exchanged to the Blood Clan at a great cost.
If the information above is correct, then this Myriad Dao Red Lotus should now be within the Blood Clan.
The Blood Clan can’t be considered a large race.
But their long history, as far as scholarly investigation goes, is not much shorter than that of the human race.
...…
In the days that followed, Xu Zii stayed on Goose Southern Peak, studying the mysteries of his True Fate World aside from resting.
Until one day, a series of earth-shaking roars ca from the True Fate World.
There were nine roars in total, each more powerful than the last.
At this mont, within Xu Zii’s True Fate World, the blood of the Nine-Headed Ancient Divine Beast that was being nurtured had gradually begun to take shape.
The mont these Nine-Headed Divine Beasts began to form, Chaos stood by their side.
The spiritual energy in the heavens was surging wildly.
All of the spiritual energy poured into the forming essence blood.
The beastly roars grew more and more majestic, as if to tear through the heavens.
These newly ford Nine-Headed Divine Beasts, in fact, were like nine new species.
They had no mories of their past lives and no longer possessed the strength of the Divine Vein Realm.
They were rely nine newly born monster beasts with the potential to grow into Divine Beasts.
...…
The Divine Continent is vast and boundless, and now, a hundred dragon cubs are able to move about on their own.
Chaos carved out its own territory in one corner of the Divine Continent.
Leading a hundred dragon cubs and the newly born Nine-Headed Divine Beasts, they lived here.
Unlike humans who construct houses, the living areas of monster beasts tend to utilize the materials available on-site.
So lived in caves they had burrowed into mountains, while others simply lay on the branches of large trees to sleep.
This was the first group of natives of the Divine Continent.
Chaos nad this corner of the world the Myriad Demons Tribe.
This was also one of the first powers to erge on the Divine Continent.
...…
For the mont, let’s not discuss the peaceful and comfortable life Xu Zii was leading on Goose Southern Peak.
The True Martial Holy Sect, which had been quiet for a long ti, was now starting to bustle with activity.
Within the True Martial Holy Sect, a martial arts competition is held every year.
All disciples of the Sect can participate in this competition.
In any place, only with competition cos pressure and motivation.
This martial arts competition would rank all disciples according to their performance, and the Sect would then cultivate disciples based on their ranking on the leaderboard.
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As well as a tilt towards appropriate resources.
Moreover, according to the rules of the True Martial Holy Sect, the top three disciples on the leaderboard are qualified to challenge the Saint Heir.
If the Saint Heir lost for three consecutive years, the Sect would then reselect candidates for the Saint Heir.
The grand competition is not just for the inner and outer disciples; many direct disciples who went out for experience and hadn’t been in the Sect for years would also return.
...
The sky, cloudless for miles, was a terrifyingly deep blue.
Autumn winds raged below, howling as they passed.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the soft sunlight was like fields of golden yellow.
A wide blue sword sped from the distance towards the True Martial Holy Sect, high in the sky.
The broadsword slowly descended not far from the entrance to the True Martial Holy Sect’s mountain gate.
With the grand competition approaching, the entire Sect was bustling with activity.
The disciples trained day and night, neglecting sleep and food.
At the sight of the blue broadsword, so disciples frowned slightly.
It seed familiar, yet they couldn’t recall it at the mont.
"Isn’t that Senior Brother Xia Zihe?" A disciple nearby asked uncertainly.
"Senior Brother Zihe," the previous disciple suddenly realized and then quickly nodded his head.
He responded, "A direct disciple of the Deputy Sect Master.
Back then, Senior Brother Zihe’s Surging Wave Sword was unrivaled in half of the Extre West Region.
He has been out for experience for three years and hasn’t returned, right?"
The older disciples nearby all nodded in agreent.
While everyone was discussing, yet another bright light sped from afar, swiftly flying over.
It was a man and a woman, each riding on a saber and a sword, flying over.
They wore exceptionally retro, scholar-style long robes.
The man’s was black, and the woman’s was white.
With similar designs, they looked even more like a couple’s attire.
Seeing the two people’s arrival, so disciples under them exclaid in surprise.
"The Star Sword Fairy and Young Master Dao Yang have returned as well."
"It’s quite normal; they are direct disciples of the Fifth Elder.
It’s okay not to return in other years, but this year our True Martial Holy Sect has a Saint Heir.
Naturally, they would want to co back and challenge once."
"Look over there, Overlord King Xiang Qianheng has returned as well."
As more and more disciples returned to the Sect, the normally calm True Martial Holy Sect truly burst into a frenzy.
A Roc flew in from the sky, its majestic beastly might sweeping across half the firmant.
The Roc, that eclipsed the sky, passed over their heads, and atop it stood a man in a golden robe.
"Xiang Qianheng is a direct disciple of Sect Master Xiao.
It is said that when he left the Sect, he was already invincible among the younger generation of the True Martial Holy Sect.
I wonder what realm he has reached now."
People were marveling when snowflakes suddenly floated down from the sky.
The cold storm and the white snow fluttered down together, and what was strange was that the snow only fell at the True Martial Holy Sect.
Everywhere else, it was sunny and bright.
In the midst of the snowflakes, a woman in a long dress blending purple and white walked slowly towards them.
Her three thousand strands of dark hair were particularly striking in the falling snow.
As the woman approached, she was like the proud and cold plum blossoms of winter.
With each step, her purple dress billowed, dancing in the wind.
As if a long song from the ninth heaven was being played across the firmant.
The firmant itself seed to freeze, with the constant sound of ice forming echoing through the air.
"It’s the Heartless Fairy, Jiang Xier."
The crowd gasped, especially so of the older disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect.
As their once godlike figure, Jiang Xier’s fa in the True Martial Holy Sect was unparalleled.
As more and more disciples arrived, the True Martial Holy Sect was enveloped in a festive atmosphere.
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