Chapter 652: Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian Return
"They've finally come. I thought they would endure a bit longer."
Chu Feng's lips curved slightly upward as he spoke with disdain. Ever since the Three Ancestors split the Hongyuan Continent into four great continents three years ago, the spiritual energy of the entire continent had been decreasing.
The decline was most obvious in the three continents, whereas the Central Continent's spiritual energy had decreased the least, even amid frequent warfare.
If this trend continued, with one side declining and the other rising, the day would come when the spiritual energy of the three continents would be completely incomparable to the Central Continent, and the fortune of the entire Hongyuan Continent would be inherited by the Central Continent.
By then, the three clans would completely withdraw from the struggle for supremacy over the Hongyuan Continent. The three clans had fought for over ten years and laid plans for centuries—they naturally wouldn't let the duck that had nearly reached their hands fly away.
Especially with the Sword Ancestor and Body Ancestor of the Nameless Sword Sacred Land and Tyrant Fist Sacred Land having suppressed demon gods of the three clans.
These Three Ancestors had to make their move. Even though their injuries hadn't fully healed, for their ultimate dream, they would naturally give their all in this battle.
Seeing his Master completely disregard the Three Ancestors, Ji Jiuwu asked, "Master, are you going to take action to suppress the Three Ancestors?"
"That's right."
Chu Feng smiled and said, "This farce should end. If those three old fellows continue fighting, they'll probably ruin the entire Hongyuan Continent."
He still wanted to prove the Dao and reach the highest level—he naturally couldn't stand by and watch the Three Ancestors leave the entire continent in ruins. If more extraterrestrial demons came, he might not be able to stop them.
"I wonder what the Three Ancestors' target is?"
Ji Jiuwu murmured to himself.
Chu Feng smiled, "Need you ask? Naturally, it's our Wendao Sect."
At these words, Ji Jiuwu was completely dumbfounded. He had originally thought he would get to watch a good show, never expecting his Master to tell him that this grand drama would be performed right at their Wendao Sect.
He asked with a puzzled face, "Master, why our Wendao Sect and not somewhere else?"
"Good question."
Chu Feng unhurriedly explained, "Jiuwu, close your eyes and use your Great Dao Truth to sense where the fortune is strongest in the entire Central Continent."
Ji Jiuwu didn't do as Chu Feng said. Without thinking, he answered, "Master, that goes without asking. It's definitely our Wendao Sect. I've looked with the Heaven-Viewing Mirror before."
"Then let me ask you—in the struggle for supremacy, what is being fought over?"
Chu Feng intended to test his eldest disciple. Simply guiding him in cultivation wasn't enough—he also needed to teach him how to be a Human Emperor.
"Naturally, it's land and resources."
Ji Jiuwu didn't understand why his Master would ask such a question. Weren't these common knowledge?
"Correct, but not entirely correct."
Chu Feng deliberately paused: "As the saying goes: in the struggle for supremacy, what is fought over is fortune. If all three clans had fortune blessing them, suppressing the entire Hongyuan Continent wouldn't be impossible. But now the three clans made a wrong choice—they all wanted to leave themselves a retreat, so they divided the Hongyuan Continent.
As those in positions of power, this choice wasn't wrong. However, it also means that none of the three clans possess great fortune. If they don't seize fortune from the other hundred clans, let alone defeating the other two clans, even maintaining their current status will be difficult. At the current rate, within a thousand years, the three clans will certainly decline."
Hiss...
Ji Jiuwu subconsciously drew in a sharp breath and asked, "Master, is this struggle for fortune really that profound?"
"Indeed."
Chu Feng smiled and said, "I will now summon your two senior brothers back. It's time to compete with the three clans."
His tone was so calm, but to Ji Jiuwu's ears, it made the latter's blood boil with excitement.
Ji Jiuwu said, "Master, I don't know why, but I'm feeling fired up."
"Hahaha..."
Chu Feng laughed heartily and said, "Being fired up is right. Come, let's share this news with your junior brothers so they'll know what's happening and won't be caught unprepared."
"Yes."
After Ji Jiuwu acknowledged, he followed his Master away.
Before long, all the disciples of the Wendao Sect learned of this matter. Upon hearing that their Master was going to take action to suppress the Three Ancestors, every one of them showed excitement on their faces.
Meanwhile, in the Nameless Sword Sacred Land.
Xiao Chen received the message from Chu Feng. Seeing the news, his eyes revealed excitement, and he immediately called his disciples to his side.
"Jian Yi, Jian Sheng—step forward."
"Disciples present!"
The two stepped out from the crowd together. The other disciples showed envious expressions seeing this. The eldest and second senior brothers had both received their Master's true teachings and were now Harmonization Realm cultivators, soon to comprehend Sword Dao Truth.
Xiao Chen waved his hand, and two wooden lots appeared in it. He said indifferently, "You two will draw lots today. Whoever draws the long lot will return with me to the ancestral land to pay respects to your Master Ancestor. Whoever draws the short lot will wield my Sword Jade to guard the Nameless Sword Sacred Land."
At these words, everyone present was in an uproar. None of them expected that their Master had gathered them today for this matter.
This wasn't the first time they had heard their Master mention the ancestral land, but every time before, he only said he came from the Wendao Sect, never elaborating further.
A disciple cupped his hands and asked, "Master, may I accompany you to the ancestral land?"
The surrounding disciples also showed expectant gazes.
Xiao Chen thought for a moment and said, "Then three of you will be selected by lot to accompany me. The drawing will be decided shortly."
"Thank you, Master."
All the disciples spoke with joyful faces.
Jian Yi and Jian Sheng fixed their gazes on the two wooden lots. They slowly raised their hands, but before even touching the lots, their hands began to tremble.
Seeing them like this, Xiao Chen smiled and teased, "You don't need to be nervous. This time I'm just taking you to visit Master. You can go again in the future."
Hearing this, the two finally let out a long breath. They too wanted to see just how extraordinary that majestic Master Ancestor was.
Soon the drawing ended. Looking at the long lot in his hand, Jian Sheng said with wild joy, "I got it! I got it!"
Jian Yi beside him showed disappointment. Xiao Chen patted his shoulder and said, "Little Yi, you'll be responsible for the upcoming drawing. We'll depart in seven days. I'm leaving the Nameless Sword Sacred Land in your hands. This is also a test for you. If you satisfy me, you can become the Sword Son of our Nameless Sword Sacred Land."
Hearing this, the smile on Jian Sheng's face instantly disappeared, but remembering he could go see the Master Ancestor, his smile returned.
Meanwhile, Jian Yi nodded vigorously and said, "Master, this disciple will not disappoint you."
Ten thousand miles away, in the Tyrant Fist Sacred Land.
Cao Youqian, holding a five or six-year-old little girl by the hand, suddenly felt the transmission jade at his waist light up. He picked it up to look, and the corners of his mouth immediately revealed an excited smile.
"This day has finally come."
Lei Ruoxi beside him heard this and asked curiously, "Husband, what's happened?"
Ever since Cao Youqian had successively suppressed two demon gods, Lei Ruoxi had chosen to wholeheartedly follow Cao Youqian's side, even bearing him a daughter.
Cao Youqian smiled and said, "I'm preparing to return to the ancestral land for a visit. Do you want to come with me or stay at the Tyrant Fist Sacred Land?"
Hearing this, Lei Ruoxi's eyes spun as she thought, finally saying, "I want to stay."
Now the Tyrant Fist Sacred Land was divided into two factions—one led by her, supporting their daughter Cao Ying to inherit the Sacred Land in the future; the other led by Lei Qilin, supporting Xia Kang to inherit it.
How could Cao Youqian not see through Lei Ruoxi's thoughts? He simply didn't bother to point it out. He smiled and said, "Alright, then this time I'll take Ying'er, Kang'er, and Da Lei to the ancestral land. I'll leave this place to you."
Saying this, Cao Youqian handed a jade pendant to Lei Ruoxi and said, "This contains my Nine Strikes. I originally wanted to leave it to Ying'er, but now that she's by my side, she doesn't need it, so I'll leave it to you."
Hearing this, Lei Ruoxi took the jade pendant without a second thought. Cao Youqian didn't say more—a woman with short hair and short sight. He continued playing with his child, not revealing half of what his Master had entrusted to her.
Even though this woman was already his pillow-mate, there was no guarantee she wouldn't do something detrimental to the sect.
Seven days later, Cao Youqian rode Lei Qilin, carrying little Ying'er, departing from the Tyrant Fist Sacred Land for the Wendao Sect. Xia Kang was still tragically seated at Lei Qilin's feet.
In a single day, Cao Youqian arrived at the foot of the Wendao Sect mountain. They had just stopped when a gust of wind came from nearby, accompanied by a familiar voice.
"Da Qian, you kid sure got here fast!"
Hearing this, Cao Youqian jumped down from Lei Qilin's back and turned to look at the sky. Xiao Chen descended from above with four disciples. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you're not slow either."
Then he pinched Ying'er's little cheek and said, "Quick, call him Eldest Uncle."
Ying'er sweetly called out, "Eldest Uncle."
Only then did Xiao Chen notice this little girl. He responded with a smile, "Eh, Da Qian, you kid are something—actually have a child."
Cao Youqian gave a foolish smile, "Hehe, Senior Brother, you don't know what kind of person I am. Come, let's go let Master share in our joy."
"Let's go."
Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian walked side by side, laughing and talking as they led their disciples toward the Wendao Sect...
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