While supervising the sect’s takeover of this blessed land, Wang Wei wondered whether it was possible to control the devil cultivators in the Western Continent through a method similar to the Sword Alliance.
‘A Devil Alliance would require benefits to draw them in.’ Devil cultivators used flesh, blood, and soul to increase their cultivation and strength forcefully.
Wang Wei can use his Time and Karma Law to take blood from the past for them to use. He can also use his Soul Law to steal some souls from the past. Although this method has risks of affecting Samsara, it’s possible to achieve if he is careful enough.
Unfortunately, after thinking for a moment, he realized this idea was not feasible.
‘Why would the devil cultivators join the alliance and be forced to work for others when they can kill a city of mortals to gather flesh and blood.’
These cultivators do not care about mortality, so they would choose the easier path to gather “cultivation resources.” So, they would rather go on a killing spree than work for Wang Wei’s Devil Alliance.
And the situation might not improve even if they joined. These devil cultivators would cheat the mission given by the alliance, delegate the task to their subordinates or slaves, kill each other for alliance points, and forcefully take the credit of others.
‘The main problem in controlling them is their twisted mindset,’ thought Wang Wei. ‘So, the best approach is to use absolute force since they only worship strength.’
So, Wang Wei planned how to deal with the devil cultivators: instill the fear of God into them. He will kill them until they submit and behave. And if they refused to surrender, there won’t be any devil cultivator factions from now on in the Myriad Emperor World.
‘Although I cannot say for future generations, if they oppose me, I won’t hesitate to wipe them out,’ thought Wang Wei with a ruthless light in his eyes, scaring the sect Elders and disciples doing their business.
Wang Wei smiled apologetically before teleporting to the sect. Meanwhile, these people began to wonder what unlucky person offended their sect master; they shook their heads since they could only offer their condolences to that person.
Immortal Ascension World, Dharma Sword Sect:
Ji Lanfang and his Dao Protector, Silent Sword Immortal, finally arrived home.
“These people from the Dao Opening Sect are crazy,” commented Ji Lanfang. In the way hope, more than five Insurgents attacked the team. Luckily, Sword One followed them along and protected them.
“The Dao Opening Sect has become too powerful, thus breaking the balance of power. So, it’s normal for other people to want to deal with them,” uttered Silent Sword, who took the opportunity to get a brief understanding of the Myriad Emperor World while he was there.
“True. Isn’t something similar happening to our sect?” Ji Lanfang’s rise of suppression in an entire generation was not well-received by many people. And unfortunately, the Dharma Sword is not the Dao Opening Sect. Although they are one of the most powerful sects with five Emperors, but they had no Eternals.
So, most factions won’t just wait for the Dharma Sword Sect to cultivate not only an Eternal Emperor but an Eternal Supreme. After all, with the power and talent displayed by Ji Lanfang, he has a high chance of having such an achievement.
Silent Sword did not continue on this topic and said something else: “Sect master, do you want to repeat Wang Tian’s method? It’s an excellent method to gather merit. And maybe even….”
“No need: this is not my destiny,” replied Ji Lanfang, who understood the subtle meaning behind these words. He could quickly enter the 12th Sword Realm with his talent, spread it in the Immortal Ascension World, and acquire merit.
Furthermore, he will prove the Dao even before Wang Tian. So, if he wanted, he could spread the new sword path to the entire lower dimension and garner countless merit. The only trouble with this method would be Wang Tian’s son.
However, Ji Lanfang did not want to betray his friend; such a vile act would only affect his Sword Dao.
“As you wish.” Silent Sword knew destiny could be fought for. However, he did not insist since the sect master did not want to. Furthermore, the decision might be a wise one. He could foresee that the sect master would become enemies with his friend’s son if he walked the path.
Honestly, Wang Wei’s talent and power scared Silent Sword.
‘It may not be worth the trouble,’ he thought.
“Sect master, what about your arm?”
“It’s no problem.” After cultivating for a few years and adapting, his strength will not decrease because of the missing arm.
“Are you sure it was a good idea to reject their help?”
“It was,” replied Ji Lanfang. “Although I have only interacted with Wang Wei briefly, I can see he is a man of immense ambitions.” He had a keen intuition for these kinds of things as a swordsman.
“Before we know how his ambitions will affect us, it’s best not to owe him too much karma.”
“Indeed.” Silent Sword agreed with this cautious approach; he only worries about the missing arm affecting the Dharma Sword Sect’s grand event of cultivating an Eternal Supreme.
“Well, I cannot stay long in Mortal Realm,” said Silent Sword. “Sect Master, take care of yourself.”
“Thank you for protecting me,” saluted Ji Lanfang as he watched Silent Sword ascend to the Immortal Realm. He then decided to enter seclusion, not leaving until the start of the Heaven Will Battle.
In the Mortal Realm, without any Immortal Sovereign and Dao Ancestor, Ji Lanfang was literally invincible. However, he never used his overwhelming strength to give more benefit to his sect because he knew there were a few methods for Immortals to descend to the Mortal Realm for a short period.
Ji Lanfang had to learn the hard way to be low-key due to the sheer number of assassination attempts he suffered from Immortal Level powerhouses. Of course, he also became a legend after killing a few Immortal Sovereigns.
Regardless, he decided to stay indoors to ensure he would become an Emperor, making his sect rise to the pinnacle.
Myriad Emperor World, Eastern Azure Dragon Continent, Casting Sword Villa:
Jian Yi spewed another mouthful of blood after Wang Tian cut off a part of the Old Path.
“Danm it. Wang Tian, how could you be so crazy,” he roared in anger. He took more pills to stabilize himself. A few minutes later, Casting One appeared in the room.
Jian Yi knew how much sword-based factions like themselves would suffer after Wang Tian’s actions.
Casting One sighed, “The prosperity of this new path is the trend of Heaven and Earth.”
Jian Yi’s face became ugly to look at. What was the trend of Heaven and Earth? It meant something destined to happen, and nothing could stop it–just like the arrival of the new and prosperous era.
“Even as a trend of Heaven and Earth, there should be something we can do.”
“The best option is to have someone as talented as Wang Tian use their skills to nourish the old path,” added Casting One. “However, that would only delay the inevitable.”
Jian Yi sighed with great sadness, “If Shang’er was still able, he might have a chance.”
“Has there been any news about the Dao Heart Solution?”
“Unfortunately, not a single peep,” replied Jian Yi. After Jian Wushuang’s accident, the villa did not give up on him and searched for ways to treat him. They even send people to other World Communities to find a cure.
The only cure they found was a rare spiritual herb called the Dao Heart Solution that supposedly helped people fix their broken Dao Hearts. Unfortunately, that solution is, at best, a legend since no one has ever heard or seen it, let alone have it in their possession.
Bang!
A terrifying Sword Will suddenly emanated from the room, surprising the two. They reacted and found the source, and were shocked when they saw it was from Jian Wushuang.
“I…was…wrong,” muttered Jian Wushuang with a hoarse voice. “My… swordsmanship…went astray.”
His eyes brightened up, becoming alive; they were no longer dull and listless.
“I should have…never tried to control infinity…whether directly or through Law Resonance.” Jian Wushuang coughed severely, but he ignored the situation of his body. Even the other two did not interrupt or help him.
“I should have incorporated it into the basic swordsmanship. My Sword Will is infinite slashes, infinite cuts, infinite parry, infinite stabs, and even infinite striking speed.”
Jian Wushuang’s Sword Will sublimated as he found his own Sword Dao: a pure Sword Dao similar to Wang Tian and Ji Lanfang.
“Shuang’er, you’re healed!” Jian Yi could not contain his excitement.
“Not really,” replied Jian Wushuang, who knew very well the terrible shape of his body. “The breakthrough in Swordsmanship has awakened me from the stupor state. But my Dao Heart is still broken.”
“This…”
“Don’t worry,” added Jian Wushuang, calm to the point of scary. “I have already found a way to heal completely. However, my fate with the Emperor Path is cut off in this generation.”
Jian Wushuang decided to walk a path similar to emotionless swordsmen, dedicated only to the Way of the Sword with no desire to have a Dao companion. In this life, he will live and die for the sword.
“It’s fine,” reassured Jian Yi. “You can seal yourself. You have a high chance of becoming an Eternal Emperor with your talent.”
“Do you have any idea on how to deal with the situation?” suddenly asked Casting One.
“Isn’t it obvious?” said Jian Wushuang. “We have a better path; why struggle holding into something destined to become useless.”
“Things are not that simple.”
“They are,” he retorted. “We will lose much of our power, but so will most swords factions. We need to eliminate those who cannot keep up while also focusing on cultivating the new generations with the right mindset for this new sword path.”
Casting One and Jian Yi frowned, pondering the consequences of the latter’s words.
“This is a disaster but also an opportunity,” said Jian Wushuang. “After all, things sometimes need to break before rising and becoming stronger; the same principle applies to a sword.”
The two’s eyes lit up before calming down.
“Old folks like us are too conservative,” said Casting One with a big sigh. “You can be in charge of this issue. I only ask you to be more sensitive when dealing with this transition.” He then disappeared.
Jian Yi also sighed but did not refute. “Heal your physical problems. Then, I will pass the Villa Master position to you.” He also disappeared. Jian Yi could tell his disciple had grown up. It’s a shame he had to experience such a cruel fate to mature to such an extent.