Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 252: Chapter 150: Ten-Year Agreement, Shocking the World_3

Countless swordsmen were ecstatic.

Since the emergence of the Blade Demon, who ranked third on the Celestial Being List, he had firmly surpassed the Sun Chasing Sword King ranked fifth, and now he was finally defeated by another unparalleled swordsman. Swordsmen, whether in peak combat strength or in numbers on the Celestial Being List, had comprehensively surpassed blademen.

Not to mention, True Man Tianjian also reached the legendary realm of the Sword Path Ultimate Realm, and the Blade Demon’s achievement in the Blade Path Ultimate Realm was also thanks to the assistance of True Man Tianjian.

Thus.

The struggle between sword and blade ultimately ended with swordsmen as the victors, and thereafter, sword practitioners in the Martial Realm would grow in numbers, gradually overwhelming in momentum. Numerous swordsmen regarded True Man Tianjian as their idol, feeling proud as a result.

The Martial Realm was abuzz with discussions, with martial artists continuously flocking to True Martial Mountain to comprehend the True Martial Sword Tablet and the Tower of Ten Thousand Paths.

Unbeknownst to all.

The prestige of the True Martial Sect was also growing day by day.

As long as True Man Tianjian remained, the True Martial Sect was almost untouchable, transforming at an astonishing speed. Luo Wentian felt both pain and joy, busy to the point of exhaustion, unable to find time to cultivate, yet genuinely pleased with the changes in the True Martial Sect.

The True Martial Sect’s reputation was now renowned, drawing many Celestial Being List powerhouses to comprehend the True Martial Sword Tablet and the Tower of Ten Thousand Paths. This was a benefit provided by the True Martial Sect, forming an effective deterrent against the Demon Sect.

Luo Wentian could clearly sense.

The prying eyes of the Demon Sect had significantly decreased, which calmed his mind considerably.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in both the Demon Sect and the Southern Border was indeed somewhat oppressive.

Originally hoping that True Man Tianjian would lose to or even be severely injured by the Blade Demon, they were caught off guard when the Blade Demon was defeated instead, elevating True Man Tianjian’s prestige even higher. ”Sword Path Ultimate Realm, this Senior Tianjian is indeed extraordinary.”

Even as opponents, many in the Demon Sect couldn’t help but sigh lightly.

They knew that even within the Demon Sect, there wouldn’t be more than two people at such a level, possibly only one.

Many high-ranking members of the Demon Sect gathered together.

Lin Xueshuang had already gone to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but the other two Vice Sect Leaders weren’t in the main seat; in the center was a silver-haired elder, the Grand Elder of the Demon Sect. ”Grand Elder, should we inform the Sect Leader about this?” Xiang Tianxing suggested.

The silver-haired elder, after a moment of contemplation, shook his head and said: ”No need. The Sect Leader has been in seclusion for a Jiazi. Since we don’t plan to act against the True Martial Sect for now, let him continue to contemplate the Martial Saint Technique.”

Ghost Mask sighed: ”We don’t even know the Sect Leader’s current situation. He reached the Ultimate Realm long ago, and has the experience of many predecessors in the Holy Sect to refer to. If successful, and we harness the power of the Holy Pill to create a Martial Saint, we’d have two Martial Saints altogether. What would we fear of the Great Yan Martial Saint, and why join forces with those in the Southern Border?”

Everyone remained silent, originally holding some confidence, but the Blade Demon’s failure to break through made their hearts sink.

This path is too arduous.

Without external assistance, it may not be achievable within an eight-hundred-year lifespan, and might take continuous exploration by generations. However, they estimated that Great Yan wouldn’t give them such time. Over the years of entanglement with Great Yan, they too had paid a price.

The Grand Elder looked around at everyone, speaking solemnly: ”Regardless of whether the Sect Leader succeeds or not, the crafting of the Holy Pill must not halt. With such strength, Senior Tianjian cannot be underestimated. For now, don’t concern yourselves with the True Martial Sect, and cease all minor actions. Focus all efforts on crafting the Holy Pill.” ”Let me remind you once more, the matter of the Holy Pill is our Holy Sect’s highest secret. Anyone who seeks to explore its secrets—” ”Dies!”

Upon these words, a powerful sense of oppression enveloped everyone, without exception, even the two Vice Sect Leaders trembled slightly, eyes filled with awe. ”Yes, Grand Elder!” ...

At the same time.

The situation in the Southern Border was virtually identical.

Each tribal high authority was discussing the matter.

The Southern Border Alliance is composed of numerous tribes; it’s naturally not as centralized as the Demon Sect. The highest authority is the Clan Elders Council, with nine elders from the nine most powerful tribes, deciding significant matters by vote.

However, over the years, the Southern Border Alliance has grown increasingly cohesive, with silent assimilation taking place. Many tribes have already prioritized alliance interests over tribal ones, especially among the new generation of youths.

Lan Yiyi was reporting on the battle between True Man Tianjian and the Blade Demon: ”Elders, this is the situation. True Man Tianjian’s current strength is unfathomable; across our alliance, only the Gu God might contend with him.”

Mentioning the Gu God, her eyes flickered slightly with apprehension.

Many elders were astonished. ”That True Man Tianjian can hide so deeply, what terrifying depth of thought. Since enmity is set, he must be struck down in a single blow!” One rosy-cheeked elder stated coldly.

But another robust elder countered: ”The Sword Path Ultimate Realm, such formidable strength, are you suggesting the Gu God should personally intervene? Do you wish to derail our alliance’s grand schemes?” ”Then should we let the True Martial Sect be so arrogant? The facts are clear; the Qing State stronghold was destroyed by the True Martial Sect. If this grudge isn’t avenged, our alliance would look ridiculous to others!” ”Small impatience leads to spoiling great schemes; the greater cause is essential!”

The elders voiced their opinions, debating ceaselessly, with some being radical and others being conservative.

Lan Yiyi felt inexplicable annoyance, but she could not reasonably persuade anyone, and could only quietly bow her head.

Finally.

A decisive voice interrupted.

Elder Lanhe spoke: ”Since agreement cannot be reached, let’s follow the old rule and vote. I believe our current priority is cultivating the Blood Emperor Gu; once a Martial Saint emerges, what’s a mere True Man Tianjian? Why disturb the Gu God at this critical point.”

Everyone remained silent.

Then they voted.

Ultimately, by a result of five to four, it was decided to temporarily shelve all actions against the True Martial Sect.

The initially outspoken, rosy-cheeked elder appeared sullen and displeased, glancing at Lanhe and then Lan Yiyi, he suddenly smiled: ”Saintess, how progresses your Secret Technique cultivation? Do not jeopardize the greater cause.”

The previously silent Southern Border Saintess jolted, responding coldly: ”No need for Elder Red Flame’s concern, Yiyi has been diligently cultivating.”

After saying this, she bowed to the elders and withdrew.

Watching Lan Yiyi leave, the sullen-faced Lanhe erupted instantly: ”Red Flame, you dog, why involve Yiyi in our old geezers’ matters? Have her sacrifices not been great enough?”

The Power of Heaven and Earth gathered around him, and he seemed ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

The other elders quickly restrained Lanhe, soothing him while all reproached Red Flame: ”Elder Red Flame, those words were indeed inappropriate, refrain from bringing it up again.”

Red Flame snorted coldly without responding, feeling a slight twinge of regret. However, seeing Lanhe disgruntled brought him immense satisfaction.

Lan Yiyi walked out of the pavilion, hearing vague disputes from behind, yet maintained an expressionless demeanor, exuding a cold aura that warned others to stay away.

Someone approached cautiously, with a trembling voice: ”Saintess, someone from the Demon Sect is seeking you.” ”Who?” Lan Yiyi’s gaze was icy. ”He identified himself as Qin Yun.”