Chapter 240 - Mutual Destruction (1/2)

“So urgently?” Xiao Jinghong asked, frowning. They could finally settle down and cultivate, so they did not want to leave again.

Zhou Xuanji thought about it carefully. Well, these were his closest companions.

If they were not powerful enough, even if he created a sect, the others would not submit to him.

He uttered, “Why not do it like this. When the time comes, we will split up. The weaker ones will stay back to cultivate.”

The group had no objections, as this was the best arrangement.

Chongming Demon Monarch mumbled, “What if someone comes to assault Skyfall?”

He glanced at Beixiao Wangjian, Zhao Congjian, and the others. It was apparent from his glance that these weak ones could not defend the enemies’ attack.

Fenyu Dragon King said, “With me around, no one will harm you!”

This was an opportunity to gain some merit!

“We can trust in you? You just joined” Ning Zifeng snorted.

Fenyu Dragon King stared at him and said deeply, “We, the dragons, are not an unfaithful kind! I’ve made myself a slave to the Ancestral Dragon. I will never regret it!”

After that, he knelt down and kowtow-ed at Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji waved his hand and lifted him up with his spirit energy.

“We must discuss this matter again. Since the humans and demons were at war while we hid here, things will not go smoothly for us. We can take the opportunity to help those in need by saving humans and demons who are suffering,” Zhou Xuanji said softly. Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian’s eyes brightened at his words.

The two men had the world in their hearts. After listening to Zhou Xuanji, they were moved deeply.

Ning Zifeng said, “Anyway, wherever my master goes, I will be there.”

Now, his mind was filled with the Ancestral Dragon Sword and could not withhold himself from it.

At this moment, he had the same thoughts as Zhao Congjian.

Jiang Xue hugged Zhou Xuanji’s arms and said, “You must bring me along. I’m not weak now.”

She mastered all kinds of elemental and healing spells. It would not be a problem for her to adventure through a kingdom alone.

Zhou Xuanji stretched out his hand, stroked her nose softly, and smiled. “Sure.”

He would be worried about her if she was not by his side.

Then, the group began to talk about the Ancestral Dragon Sword. About this, Zhou Xuanji only said that it was a sword technique.

XIao Jinghong, Ning Zifeng, and the other three all wanted to learn it.

He was not petty and immediately showed them the sword moves.

Without the Supreme Legendary Sword System, it would be extremely difficult for them to master the Ancestral Dragon Sword.

Even with Zhao Congjian and Ning Zifeng’s talent, it would take them at least a hundred years.

Ning Zifeng was deeply moved. He felt like he could die for someone who treated him this well.

Ever since he was born, no one treated him this well.

Zhou Xuanji taught them an ultimate legendary sword technique, just like that, without any pettiness.

He was not worried that Zhou Xuanji had any schemes against him since he was learning it together with Xiao Jinghong and the others.

“Master, words cannot describe my gratitude for you. From now on, my life is yours!” Ning Zifeng cupped his fist and said. Facing Ning Zifeng, Zhou Xuanji waved his hand and did not take it to heart.

The more casual he was, the more favorably Ning Zifeng would see him.

He was a true grandmaster in the Sword’s Way. He was not only simple but also general, without the need to scheme against others.

And so, a Ninth Rank demon joined their party.

After Fenyu Dragon King burst out from the mountain, a gigantic cave was left at the shoulder of the mountain. With his guidance, Chongming Demon Monarch, little black snake, Three-eyed Drought Rodent, Ah Big, and Small Er walked into the mountain body to play.

The red Qilin was still in the process of awakening. It twirled into a ball and was brought into the Skyfall’s mountain body by the black dragon.

According to the dragon demon, the magma inside the mountain could help strengthen the fire element in the Qilin’s body.

Zhou Xuanji resumed his cultivation once again.

Time passed quickly.

Half a year later.

Zhou Xuanji reached Astral Projection Level Nine. He flew out from the giant cauldron and stretched his body before putting on his Ruyi Purple Cloud Robe.