Chapter 383 - Standing Shoulder to Shoulder With the Emperors
Upon hearing that, Su Zimo had already made up his mind that he wanted to make a trip to the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea.
Even though Su Zimo had made use of sabers up till this point of his cultivation, he knew nothing about saber techniques; he merely relied on the power of his bloodline as well as his physique’s strength to slash widely.
Thankfully, he cultivated the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, making his skin coarse and flesh thick. Agile as an ape, he could pounce like a tiger, sprint like a horse, rise like the wind, land like an arrow and be tough and nimble at the same time.
Coupled with the assistance of his spirit perception, he could evade danger without even seeing it and thus, it was quite rare for him to be disadvantaged.
However, Su Zimo knew very well that if he were to meet a top-notch expert, his opponent would be able to easily find the openings of his saber technique and take him down, even if the latter’s strength could not match his!
Therefore, even if there was only a one in a million chance, Su Zimo wanted to head over and give it a shot.
When he saw that Su Zimo was moved, Yan Jun sneered at the side, “There have been countless cultivators who have been to the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea before. Many of them were paragons that were far beyond their contemporaries. However, there has only been a single person who has managed to succeed through the thousands of years. Does a country bumpkin such as yourself who have never even heard of the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea think that you are befitting of receiving the Saber Emperor’s inheritance?”
Tang Yu was already displeased at how Yan Jun was targeting Su Zimo repeatedly.
One of the five heretical doctrines, Puppet Sect!
“Let him in!”
Tang Yu raised her head.
Not long later, a muscular man strode into the hall wearing linen clothes. He had short hair and looked honest, grinning with cupped fists the moment he entered. “Greetings, fellow Daoists.”
Tang Yu whispered to Su Zimo, “This man is Ying Ze, the commander of Puppet Sect for this expedition.”
Su Zimo nodded.
“Young Master Tang, I’m here today because I wish to invite someone to join our Puppet Sect. I wonder if that’s alright,” Ying Ze went straight to the point.
“Oh?”
Tang Yu smiled and asked, “Who is the one who caught your eye?”
Ying Ze pointed to Shi Jian who was drinking tea dully at the side. “Him.”
Shi Jian was confused and looked dazed, not understanding how he was chosen.
Ying Ze grinned. “This silly fool is not bad. He suits my taste.”
“Hahahaha!”
Little fatty could not help but burst into laughter.
Shi Jian clenched his fists with a darkened expression and emphasized, “I’m not silly, I’m merely honest!”
“Yes,”
Ying Ze nodded and added after a slight pause, “They’re both the same thing.”
Shi Jian: “…”
Little fatty laughed even more merrily.
“Sun Dian of Tomb Sect requests an audience!”
One of the five heretical doctrines, Tomb Sect!
“Let him in!”
Before long, a pale-faced cultivator entered the hall. He had a monkey-like mouth and his eyes darted around, lighting up when they caught sight of little fatty.
Sun Dian blinked repeatedly towards little fatty.
Curious, little fatty leaned over.
The two of them, one fat and the other skinny, ran to a corner and mumbled.
Little fatty nodded repeatedly with burning eyes and smacked his lips like a starving wolf.
When he saw that, Su Zimo smiled gently – he felt happy for Leng Rou and the others.
Su Zimo was not the only one who made a name for himself and was recognized by many other cultivators in that battle on the long street – the other four were as well.
When they made the decision to return to Xuantian City, it was with the understanding that they would meet with a great disaster and die – who would have thought that it would have turned into a great opportunity for them today instead!
Fortune and misfortune were interdependent and it was nothing more than the cycle of karma.