Chapter 7 : Nine Saint Demon Gate 1 (1/2)

Chapter 7 : Nine Saint Demon Gate (1)

Sectional Leader Fu led the three into a medium-sized meeting chamber. Such a room was only used for entertaining guests without great importance. For an event as influential as the marriage proposal between the two sects, the Nine Saint Demon Gate was letting a mere leader class to do the negotiation. Not only that, they used the courtesy procedure befitting the greeting of normal guests which showed that they did not place heavy emphasis on the event.

After settling the guests into their resting area, Sectional Leader Fu used flowery language without sincerity and quickly left. Protector Mo was mentally ready for the lack of hospitality, so he was not angry, merely solemn.

Sectional Leader Fu headed straight into the inner sanctuary of his sect. Approaching an ancient temple, he met an elder. The elder was floating in the air; a heavenly halo surrounded his head. While it rotated non-stop, each strand of the world’s truths in physical form was visible to the eyes and covered his body; nothing was comparable to his pressure. A god was, seemingly, amongst us.

“How is the prime disciple of the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect?”

The thunderous voice of this elder struck the surrounding, but this voice that instilled fear into the heart could only be heard within the temple.

Sectional Leader Fu, when outside, was extremely arrogant with his title of Named Hero. However, right now, he could only quiver in fear. He got down on his knees and spoke:

“Dear Elder, it was but an ant, merely a mortal, an ignorant young brat that is not worthy of a discussion.”

“I see, take your leave.”

The thunderous voice rung again.

Sectional Leader Fu politely bowed one more time and carefully left the temple. His body was sweaty after leaving. He was only a sectional leader; he did not have the qualification nor status to meet an elder. Even a Royal Noble would need to be summoned before they can have the honor.

“Picking a mortal with a Mortal Physique, Mortal Life Wheel, and Mortal Fate Palace to be the prime disciple; there is no saving the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect.”

After Sectional Leader Fu left, the elder started to speak with someone else in the empty temple.

“It is truly a shame for the emperor techniques of Immortal Emperor Min Ren; there is a good chance that they still reside in that sect.”

A mysterious and noble voice rang through the air.

The elder continued.

“Your Majesty, as long as the techniques remain there, it is only a matter of time until we can obtain them. That mortal is not worthy of our prime descendant.”

The mysterious voice remained silent; same with the elder. If there were spectators, they would be shocked at the appearance of the Demon King. One has to know that the Demon King was an extremely dangerous character.

Legend has it that his origin and true form were extremely formidable. The sect, led by him, became increasingly radiant; nothing could shake his tyrannical rule. Within Old Ox Country, no one dared to oppose his heavenly grasp.

***

Protector Mo was still sitting there silently. Nan Huai Ren had wittingly escaped the torturous room with the uncomfortable atmosphere.

Li Qi Ye had left for his own room. He started to practice the “Invisible Dual Blades” technique instantly, not wasting a second. He wanted the technique ingrained into his body and mind.

Over the years, Li Qi Ye had learned that it is one thing to understand the illustrious truths behind a technique, but another to reach the apex; and actually utilizing them was yet another. Even a peerless genius with true knowledge of Immortal Emperor merit laws could not perform them without an excruciating level of practice.

“Whoosh, whoosh, wooooshh…”

The two blades left Li Qi Ye’s hands and gracefully traversed the air like a pair of butterfly’s wings. They intersected each other multiple times and ultimately returned to Li Qi Ye’s hands. He had practiced this particular move so many times, but it still contained flaws.

“What impeccable blade plays; Senior Disciple is so diligent. I feel ashamed comparing myself to your great efforts.”

At this second, Nan Huai Ren came into the room; there was another teen next to his side.

Nan Huai Ren couldn’t help but sigh in regret. He truly respected Li Qi Ye’s earnest efforts. It was truly unfortunate that his innate talents were so underwhelming.

“To reach the apex, one must never stop self-improvement.”

Li Qi Ye sheathed his blades. Although sweaty and tired, his posture and expression remain at ease.