Chapter 737 - 281: A Dead Dragon Cannot Be Reborn
Chapter 737: Chapter 281: A Dead Dragon Cannot Be Reborn
"Hmm? Is that a distress call from a True Inheritor of the sect via Flying Sword?"
Di Lang True Monarch immediately made a beckoning gesture, and the Small Sword landed in his hand.
As a fellow Cultivator of the Sword Pavilion, the Restriction on it was naturally no obstacle for him.
He bent his index finger and tapped it lightly. The information it carried was instantly relayed to him.
"Hmph!"
Upon hearing the Sea Race’s plan, Di Lang True Monarch snorted coldly. "Just a bunch of beasts from the sea, and they dare to dream of overturning the heavens."
As a newly ascended True Monarch, and a Sword Cultivator at that, he didn’t fear this sudden turn of events. On the contrary, he felt an eager anticipation building within him.
Since breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm, Di Lang True Monarch had only sparred with his senior brother twice, and both times they had held back.
As for fighting outsiders, he hadn’t had any opportunities at all.
After all, for a Nascent Soul True Monarch to show up at someone’s door with a Flying Sword, demanding a fight... even if you claimed it was purely for the sake of sparring, the other party would have to be willing to believe you.
One wrong move, and it could escalate into hostility between two major powers.
If this business with the Sea Race was true, he would undoubtedly have many more opportunities for battle.
VMMMM!
As if sensing the surging battle intent in its master’s heart, the sword at his waist let out a clear hum.
"Heh, don’t be impatient. Your day to drink blood will come."
Di Lang True Monarch chuckled softly, stroking his Lifebound Flying Sword.
For a Sword Cultivator, a Flying Sword had to drink the blood of an opponent of the same level to be considered truly christened.
’And this Xiao... his performance is truly astonishing.’
After hearing the full report, Di Lang True Monarch’s anticipation grew even stronger.
He had previously hoped that Xiao Chen would quickly break through to Nascent Soul and become his whetstone.
Now, it seemed the young man’s potential was indeed absurdly high, and his background was quite impressive as well.
’This is excellent. With a strong background, breaking through to the next realm will be less of a concern.’
He looked forward to having such a young peer and rival, so he wouldn’t always have to compare himself with those old geezers who had reached the Nascent Soul realm hundreds of years ago.
「Meanwhile.」
At Chongzhen Temple, which was closer to the new Relic than the Cloud Sea Sword Pavilion, the same intelligence had been received.
The disciple in charge of guarding the Xin Pavilion immediately hurried to deliver the message to the sect’s rear hall.
"This... How could it be so soon?"
After carefully reading the contents of the report, He Ming True Monarch’s brows furrowed.
"Senior Brother, what’s happened?"
Seeing his expression, True Monarch Ziyang, who was beside him, immediately asked with concern.
Because Chongzhen Temple had been established so recently, they didn’t follow the practice of other sects, where one would stand guard while the other entered seclusion to cultivate.
Instead, they had been handling the sect’s many affairs together.
They each took care of half of the minor matters, while they handled major issues through mutual discussion.
"Sigh... Here, take a look at this."
He Ming True Monarch handed the report over.
"Sea Race? Giant Sea Beast?"
True Monarch Ziyang was stunned. "What is going on?"
According to Chongzhen Temple’s original plan, after their initial show of strength, the next thirty to fifty years were supposed to be a period of stable development.
They had planned to advance steadily, nurture a third generation of new disciples, and strive to close the power gap with the Five Great Sects.
In the best-case scenario, they would have a new batch of Golden Core Disciples in thirty years.
By then, they would have enough manpower, whether for managing Arrays, exploring Relics, or competing for Secret Realms.
But now, that plan was about to be shattered.
"Senior Brother, given the situation, we’ll be lucky to get through the next three years peacefully."
True Monarch Ziyang also frowned. "We only recruited our new entry-level disciples a few months ago. I’m afraid they won’t even have time to reach Foundation Establishment."
He Ming True Monarch was worrying about the same thing. "Yes, this is far too little time."
"I was originally hoping we could screen for a few good prospects who could break through from the first level of Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment within five years."
"Now, it seems we might have to cut that time in half."
But True Monarch Ziyang couldn’t help but worry. "Isn’t that requirement a bit too difficult?"
"Besides those two with Celestial Spirit Roots, can anyone really achieve such a fast cultivation speed?"