Eternal Sacred King

Upon hearing that, Su Zimo had already made up his mind that he wanted to make a trip to the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea.

Even though Su Zimo had made use of sabers up till this point of his cultivation, he knew nothing about saber techniques; he merely relied on the power of his bloodline as well as his physique’s strength to slash widely.

Thankfully, he cultivated the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, making his skin coarse and flesh thick. Agile as an ape, he could pounce like a tiger, sprint like a horse, rise like the wind, land like an arrow and be tough and nimble at the same time.

Coupled with the assistance of his spirit perception, he could evade danger without even seeing it and thus, it was quite rare for him to be disadvantaged.

However, Su Zimo knew very well that if he were to meet a top-notch expert, his opponent would be able to easily find the openings of his saber technique and take him down, even if the latter’s strength could not match his!

Therefore, even if there was only a one in a million chance, Su Zimo wanted to head over and give it a shot.

When he saw that Su Zimo was moved, Yan Jun sneered at the side, “There have been countless cultivators who have been to the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea before. Many of them were paragons that were far beyond their contemporaries. However, there has only been a single person who has managed to succeed through the thousands of years. Does a country bumpkin such as yourself who have never even heard of the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea think that you are befitting of receiving the Saber Emperor’s inheritance?”

Tang Yu was already displeased at how Yan Jun was targeting Su Zimo repeatedly.

It was only after she noticed that Su Zimo was calm and had no reaction that she became slightly relieved.

“Also, there’s one more thing I have to remind you about.”

Tang Yu said deeply, “I don’t know much about the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea either. After all, there has already been someone who received the Saber Emperor’s inheritance a thousand years ago. As such, you might end up making a wasted trip.”

“It’s alright.”

Su Zimo smiled calmly. “The many legends that you’ve told me about are truly fascinating. In the ancient war, dragons and snakes rose together with the emperors in that golden era. The only regret I have is that I wasn’t born back then to stand shoulder to shoulder with those emperors, leaving my name through history!”

The moment he said that, the hall went silent.

Everyone watched with shock and slightly agape mouths.

The verve of this man!

How much verve was required for him to state that he wanted to leave his name through history by standing shoulder to shoulder with those emperors!

The fact that such a statement was said by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was truly ridiculous and arrogant.

For some unknown reason, Su Zimo was not filled with passion or unparalleled pride when he said those words, merely looking extremely natural.

However, it felt as though the green-robed cultivator before them was truly qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with those emperors!

Even Yan Jun who had a grudge against Su Zimo could not spout out a single sarcastic remark at this moment.

He wouldn’t have dared to repeat Su Zimo’s statement personally, worried that bad luck might befall him from the unknowns.

Even for the emperors that have fallen for countless years, their dignities could not be sullied!

Uncle Liang looked at Su Zimo deeply.

Initially, he had underestimated Su Zimo.

However, at that moment, Uncle Liang’s previous impression of Su Zimo disappeared entirely!

Su Zimo did not notice the strange expressions of everyone around him, merely immersed in his own emotions. Shaking his head gently, he lamented, “Time is merciless through history. Be it the Sword Emperor or the Saber Emperor, both have already passed on along with those eras, leaving only their legends.”

“Since there’s no longer a chance to witness the majesty of the Saber Emperor, I might as well head out to the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea. Even if I can’t obtain the inheritance, I can relive the glory of the past in the ruins to make up for the regrets in my heart.”

Tang Yu nodded. “Since you have already decided, I won’t stop you. However, you have to return to Xuantian City within the month to help us contend for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins.”

“Alright.”

Su Zimo nodded.

Right then, a cultivator of Elixir Yang Sect strode in quickly and greeted with cupped fists. “Young Master, Feng Manman of Thousand Crane Sect requests an audience.”

“Sister Manman?”

Tang Yu pondered for a moment and shifted her gaze. It paused on Leng Rou for a brief moment before she nodded. “Invite her in.”

She explained to Su Zimo’s group. “The four unorthodox groups have a pretty good relationship. Sister Manman is the commander for Thousand Crane Sect’s expedition this time round and I’ve known her for many years.”

Right then, a woman in a long white robe strode over. With a curvy and voluptuous figure, her steps were nimble and her black silky hair was tied in a bun, exuding a mature and dignified aura. Her features were exquisite and very beautiful.

On the woman’s waist, apart from a storage bag, there was a pink paper crane that was really pretty tied to it.

Tang Yu walked over and smiled. “Sister Manman, come on in.”

Feng Manman glanced at Tang Yu and chuckled. “My, why are you still dressed like this? You’re no longer young.”

“I’m used to it,” Tang Yu blinked.

“Xiao Yu, I’m not going to beat around the bush. I’m here for someone,” Feng Manman did not waste time with any small talk.

“For her?”

Tang Yu glanced at Leng Rou.

Feng Manman smiled. “I can’t keep anything from you.”

“Me?”

Leng Rou was slightly stunned.

Feng Manman nodded with a gentle gaze. “I can see your talent in talisman crafting and can’t bear to bury it, so I’m here to invite you to join Thousand Crane Sect. What do you think?”

Leng Rou loved crafting talismans and indeed wanted to join Thousand Crane Sect. However, she did not expect the latter to come knocking.

Furthermore, she could tell that this Thousand Crane Sect cultivator was truly sincere.

Right then, another Elixir Yang Sect cultivator headed in and greeted with cupped fists. “Ying Ze of Puppet Sect requests an audience.”

One of the five heretical doctrines, Puppet Sect!

“Let him in!”

Tang Yu raised her head.

Not long later, a muscular man strode into the hall wearing linen clothes. He had short hair and looked honest, grinning with cupped fists the moment he entered. “Greetings, fellow Daoists.”

Tang Yu whispered to Su Zimo, “This man is Ying Ze, the commander of Puppet Sect for this expedition.”

Su Zimo nodded.

“Young Master Tang, I’m here today because I wish to invite someone to join our Puppet Sect. I wonder if that’s alright,” Ying Ze went straight to the point.

“Oh?”

Tang Yu smiled and asked, “Who is the one who caught your eye?”

Ying Ze pointed to Shi Jian who was drinking tea dully at the side. “Him.”

Shi Jian was confused and looked dazed, not understanding how he was chosen.

Ying Ze grinned. “This silly fool is not bad. He suits my taste.”

“Hahahaha!”

Little fatty could not help but burst into laughter.

Shi Jian clenched his fists with a darkened expression and emphasized, “I’m not silly, I’m merely honest!”

“Yes,”

Ying Ze nodded and added after a slight pause, “They’re both the same thing.”

Shi Jian: “…”

Little fatty laughed even more merrily.

“Sun Dian of Tomb Sect requests an audience!”

One of the five heretical doctrines, Tomb Sect!

“Let him in!”

Before long, a pale-faced cultivator entered the hall. He had a monkey-like mouth and his eyes darted around, lighting up when they caught sight of little fatty.

Sun Dian blinked repeatedly towards little fatty.

Curious, little fatty leaned over.

The two of them, one fat and the other skinny, ran to a corner and mumbled.

Little fatty nodded repeatedly with burning eyes and smacked his lips like a starving wolf.

When he saw that, Su Zimo smiled gently – he felt happy for Leng Rou and the others.

Su Zimo was not the only one who made a name for himself and was recognized by many other cultivators in that battle on the long street – the other four were as well.

When they made the decision to return to Xuantian City, it was with the understanding that they would meet with a great disaster and die – who would have thought that it would have turned into a great opportunity for them today instead!

Fortune and misfortune were interdependent and it was nothing more than the cycle of karma.