311 Tiemo’s Decision (2/2)

These ten great forces had even destroyed the Scarlet Moon Religion.

Furthermore, a small number of these geniuses were disciples of Sovereigns.

Talent, resources, Master, competition… their birth and environment both surpassed Zhao Feng.

Under this situation, Zhao Feng’s confidence finally started to control itself.

“Although you can challenge those at the True Human Rank when you’re at the half step True Spirit Realm and win, there’s also occurrences of winning fights against higher cultivation opponents in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering. For example, Sword Saint Ye Quxie from several hundred years ago came first by beating a True Mystic Rank late stage while only being at the early stages of the True Human Rank, reaching an era of fame.”

Tiemo’s smile became bigger.

In reality, Zhao Feng could enter the Sacred True Dragon Gathering with his current strength, but he wouldn’t obtain a good ranking.

He was purposely training Zhao Feng to give him more pressure.

“Sacred True Dragon Gathering will be held in half a year’s time and the Iron Blood Religion has many people to choose from. If you’re able to reach the True Spirit Realm in the next half year, there shouldn’t be much of a problem to participate in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering.”

Tiemo said.

“I understand.”

Under normal circumstances with Zhao Feng’s current cultivation, the hopes of reaching the True Spirit Realm within half a year wasn’t high. But Zhao Feng’s mental energy level was high and he had the Water Moon Pirate’s Source of True Spirit within him.

Tiemo could feel Zhao Feng’s current mental energy level but he couldn’t see the Water Moon Pirate’s Source of True Spirit as it was hidden by a secret technique from the Heavens Legacy Inheritance.

From Tiemo’s point of view, Zhao Feng only had a 30-40% chance of reaching the True Spirit Realm within half a year but Zhao Feng was pretty confident.

The Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan flew through the air and arrived in valley after several thousand miles.

The Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan had the power to fly itself - the four sedan carriers were only supporters that took care of small things for the Deputy Patriarch.

This valley was protected by a large array whose scale was ten times more than the Broken Moon Clan.

Within the valley was a large palace built between a valley and cave.

This was the headquarters of the Iron Blood Religion. Although it wasn’t as big as the Capital, its defense was extremely strong.

“Greetings Deputy Patriarch.”

The members of the Iron Blood Religion, from the Ascended Realm cultivators to the True Spirit Realm cultivators all bowed down as the Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan descended.

Zhao Feng stepped out with the blood hair coloured man and raised the eyes of countless people.

“Who’s this brat that can even sit in the Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan with the Deputy Patriarch?”

The members of the Iron Blood Religion were all secretly surprised.

About half the time it took to make tea later.

The blood hair coloured man and Zhao Feng walked into a grand hall.

Tiemo assembled a meeting of which several Elders and a Protector attended.

Zhao Feng knew one of them, a wrinkled robed elder - it was the Iron Blood Religion Protector that had warned him when he had just entered the Capital.

“This is the youth that had just held Empress Qin hostage in the Capital.”

The blood hair coloured Deputy Patriarch introduced.

The upper echelons of the Iron Blood Religion were all at least at the True Mystic Rank and some were even at the peak of the True Mystic Rank.

One of the Elders was a white haired female who was the Regulations Elder and her cultivation had reached the True Lord Rank. Her status was only below the Deputy patriarch’s.

After this introduction, Zhao Feng got to know some of the upper echelons. Of course, the Iron Blood Religion was spaced out, so the people present wasn’t all of the upper echelon but even then, this was enough to make Zhao Feng cluck his tongue.

“Even if you add all the Thirteen Countries and two Strong countries together, they probably wouldn’t be the Iron Blood Religion’s match.”

Zhao Feng thought in his heart.

“Patriarch, you want to promote him to a Chapter Leader? This isn’t a small problem. Most contestants for a Chapter Leader are at the True Mystic Rank or strong peak True Human Ranks. A youth as young as him with insufficient cultivation will probably find it hard to control an entire area.”

The white haired female Regulations Elder questioned.

According to what Zhao Feng knew, Tiemo was the Iron Blood Religion’s Deputy Patriarch. In reality, he was not much different from the true Patriarch as no one knew whether the true Patriarch was alive or dead. There was even rumours that he had fallen into deep sleep. All in all, the true Patriarch’s existence could be ignored.

The other people all agreed.

A Chapter Leader was very important in the Iron Blood Religion. They could hold the fort in a single area and would be comparable to a Marquis in the Imperials.

“My decision is final.”

The blood hair coloured Deputy patriarch’s expression didn’t even change at all and he made no signs of explaining. He gave off a feeling that he held all the power and decision.