Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

In the Great River Sword Sect, Yu Zhi's face was gloomy as he remained silent. Today, he had lost all face, having an arm chopped off, being forced to kneel, and slapped in the face!

Ji Yinlan! Jun Wuxie!

Hatred surged in his heart, but he knew that this woman had a terrifying powerhouse behind her, and he would never be able to avenge himself. But that kid, he must die!

"What a pity, that young man, such extraordinary talent."

Elder Qiu Feng was very regretful, Jun Wuxie's talent was obvious to all.

"Elder Qiu, you must understand that body and sword cultivation is a taboo for our Great River Sword Sect!" River Sword Cloud's face darkened, and he said, "What extraordinary talent? A body cultivator with a shattered dantian, no matter how high his talent, is destined to have limited achievements, reduced to a low-level cultivator, nothing more than trash. A mere Innate Realm, weak and不堪, will never have a chance to grow!"

Yu Zhi echoed, "What the Sect Master says is true, that kid, after the battle on the Life and Death Stage next year, his head will become another human head lantern on the mountain road."

… …

Outside the capital city, on a certain mountain peak, Ji Yinlan stood quietly, looked at the direction of the King Sect Academy, and then looked down at the command token in her hand.

Beside her, the void slightly fluctuated, and an old woman with flowery hair appeared silently, saying, "Miss, are you thinking of giving him the Dragon Ridge Secret Realm Token? Miss's heart should not have so many distractions."

"Giving the token is true, as for other things, Elder Yu, you are overthinking it."

Ji Yinlan put away the token, her expression indifferent.

Elder Yu shook her head and said, "The master allowed you to command the three armies in the Great Zhou only because the young lady was born in the Great Zhou royal family. As for other worldly thoughts, the young lady should abandon them, focus on the Dao wholeheartedly, and not let the mortal world disturb her Dao heart, disappointing the master's expectations."

"Elder Yu, what exactly is the mortal world?" Ji Yinlan turned to look at the old man: "The human world is the mortal world, since we are in the human world, we are in the rolling mortal world."

"Miss."

"Elder Yu, you don't need to say anymore." Ji Yinlan shook her head and said, "My Dao heart is as firm as a rock."

"Although he is extraordinarily talented, compared with the young lady, there is a world of difference. You are ultimately people from two different worlds, and there should not be too much intersection, which is good for the young lady or for him."

Ji Yinlan frowned slightly: "Elder Yu, what you are saying is becoming more and more outrageous."

The old woman said earnestly: "Looking at it now, it may be a bit outrageous, but the meaning of the mortal world often arises unconsciously. This old servant just doesn't want the young lady's Dao heart to be bound by the meaning of the mortal world in the future."

"Elder Yu, rest assured, I, Ji Yinlan, will not fall in love with anyone. Towards him, it is just pity for his talent. Elder Yu, don't mention this matter again."

Elder Yu got a definite answer and nodded in satisfaction, no longer speaking.

… …

At the same time.

Near King Sect Mountain.

"Uncle Bird, we've walked so far, why haven't we arrived yet?" Jun Wuxie looked at the environment here, wondering why it was getting more and more remote, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where exactly is our King Sect Academy?"

The middle-aged man heard the name Uncle Bird, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, saying, "Boy, do you know how to respect your teacher? Who allowed you to call me Uncle Bird?"

Jun Wuxie shrugged: "Otherwise, with senior's age, it should be right to call him Uncle Bird, right? Do you want me to call senior Brother Bird?"

"Boy, can't you even call me teacher? Do you believe I'll slap you?"

The middle-aged man's face was black, what a mess.

"Even if you slap me to death, I'll still call you Uncle Bird." Jun Wuxie patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Look at this bird of yours, paired with the name Uncle Bird, how appropriate. It's settled then, from now on, I'll call senior Uncle Bird!"

"You little brat!" The middle-aged man raised his palm as if to slap him, but in the end, he didn't slap him, and his eyes were slightly red, saying, "I know you're trying to distract me. Don't worry, I can handle it, after all, it's been twenty years, what else can't I get through… …"

They walked for a while longer.

Jun Wuxie was a little puzzled, and said, "Uncle Bird, where exactly is our sect?"

"It's just ahead, we'll be there soon, what's the rush?" The middle-aged man said lightly.

Behind them, Su Lan and Qin Keqing followed quietly, holding Little Yue Yao, with strange expressions.

"Uncle Bird, I heard that our sect has declined, and it shouldn't be as prosperous as the Great River Sword Sect. How many people are there now?"

"There are so many, you can't even count them." The middle-aged man said, pointing to the desolate mountain peak in front, "We're here, this is it."

Jun Wuxie raised his eyes and looked, and was immediately stunned, rubbing his eyes hard.

Where is the sect?

Why can't he see it?

He couldn't help but cast a blank gaze at Uncle Bird.

"Isn't it on this mountain?" Uncle Bird pointed to the mountain covered with weeds, and said, "You may not know much about our King Sect Academy, we prefer tranquility and live a secluded life. Although the sect doesn't look as imposing as the Great River Sword Sect, it is full of sentimental architecture, backed by mountains and rivers, with picturesque scenery."

"Is that so?"

Jun Wuxie was skeptical and followed Uncle Bird up the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, and the road was covered with weeds. Along the way, they were covered with grass seeds.

"We're here, this is it, how is it, are you satisfied?"

After going up the mountain, Uncle Bird pointed to a dilapidated hall and a few small houses that were about to collapse in front of him.

The muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched a few times, and he said, "Uncle Bird, is this the secluded life you're talking about, sentimental architecture, backed by mountains and rivers, with picturesque scenery?"

"Isn't it?" Uncle Bird pointed to the small pond in front of the broken hut that was almost dry, and said, "Scenic courtyard, sitting on the beautiful scenery next to the water."

Jun Wuxie: … …

"Come, come, come, there's more here." He pointed to the woods behind the broken house, and pulled Jun Wuxie to the corridor of the main hall, saying, "We also have a private garden, a health secret realm, a hundred-meter-long corridor, sliding unlock for entry, ingenious craftsmanship."

Saying that, he opened the latch of the main hall, but the latch was too rotten, and when he pulled it, it fell off the door with a snap.

What a sliding unlock.

Jun Wuxie was dumbfounded, it was really ingenious, this stroke was so ingenious that it fell off!

Uncle Bird's face was slightly red, and he quickly pulled him to turn around and look at the few vegetable plots near the broken house, saying, "Did you see that? A hundred miles of all-ecological fertile soil."

He touched the weathered wall and said, "Look at these walls, every detail has been polished a hundred times, can you feel the atmosphere of the times?"

He walked all the way to the dilapidated doors and windows, and said, "Pure hollow doors and windows, all-weather lighting, allowing you to be closer to nature, perfectly integrated with the world, and enjoy the supreme cultivation life of the nobility."

"How is it, are you very satisfied?"

Uncle Bird finished speaking and turned his head, seeing that Jun Wuxie's face was as black as if it had been smeared with pot ash.

Jun Wuxie was deeply shocked, too shocked, too luxurious, it simply subverted his imagination!

He sat down with a thud and said, "Uncle Bird, tell me the truth, how many people are there in our sect?"

"Including you, three."

"… …" Jun Wuxie had the urge to hit him, and said with a black face, "Didn't you say there were too many to count before? You liar!"

"When did I lie to you?" Uncle Bird squinted at him and said, "Young man, your comprehension needs to be improved, don't you understand the principle that Dao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces thousands upon thousands? The three of us are thousands upon thousands of people."

"I … …"

Jun Wuxie raised his fist, really, if he could beat him, he really wanted to beat him up.

Too坑了!

On the way here, he was still imagining that such a powerhouse from the King Sect Academy would personally come forward to accept him. When he arrived at the sect, he might be able to get a few high-grade spiritual weapons, and then he could attack the extreme realm.

As a result… …

Looking at this appearance, let alone a spiritual weapon, he couldn't even find a complete tile… …