Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 133: Rising in Rank!
As these words were spoken, many disciples of the Sword Ancestor burst into sneers.
"Hilarious! Weren’t they so arrogant just a moment ago, vowing to die with us?"
"Now, crawl back the way you came!"
"What a bunch of fools who overestimate their own strength!"
The faces of the Martial Ancestor disciples turned livid upon hearing this.
If not for the sudden intervention of the World King Palace, these members of the Sword Ancestor would not be laughing.
The Managing Elder exploded in rage. "They’ve gone too far!"
Chu Zhentian’s brow furrowed, and he spoke coldly, "Don’t think this score is settled. Our Martial Ancestor will make your Sword Ancestor pay a heavy price!"
"Is that so?" Li Sheng scoffed, his voice turning grim. "I’ll be waiting."
"Oh, and you can forget about advancing in the Demon Pursuit Conference. Our Sword Ancestor disciples will crush your Martial Ancestor disciples underfoot!"
"Oh?" Chu Zhentian said lightly. "You’re that confident? If you truly were, you wouldn’t have needed to stoop to so many despicable acts behind our backs."
"As for the advancement rankings in the Demon Pursuit Conference, it isn’t over yet. It’s a bit premature to be making such claims. Otherwise, you might just be lifting a stone to drop it on your own feet, and you’ll be the only ones feeling the pain."
With that, Chu Zhentian led the disciples of the Martial Ancestor away.
The smile on Li Sheng’s face gradually froze. A sinister light flashed in his eyes.
"We must secure the advancement rankings at the Demon Pursuit Conference at all costs!"
"Yes!"
Upon hearing his command, those behind him nodded in unison.
「On the Martial Ancestor’s warship.」
The disciples of the Martial Ancestor were all silent, their faces etched with grim dissatisfaction.
"The World King Palace is clearly taking their side!"
"How can our Martial Ancestor’s disciples be murdered while the culprits get to swagger around without a care?"
"This is infuriating!"
A wave of discontented chatter spread among the Martial Ancestor disciples.
Long Chen listened from the side, not offering any comment.
After all, he was well aware that while the Martial Ancestor’s reputation was renowned in the Wilderness Region, it was nothing before the World King Palace. One could say the Martial Ancestor’s fate was entirely in the hands of the World King Palace. With their current strength, they were simply no match. For now, their only choice was to comply with the World King Palace’s commands. Even though the Sword Ancestor had used despicable means to harm their disciples, the Martial Ancestor could not directly settle the score under the current circumstances. Therefore, discussing it further was pointless.
Chu Zhentian, Shangguan Yuan, and Tuoba Jin stood on the high platform, their brows furrowed as they surveyed the scene.
After a moment, Chu Zhentian finally spoke slowly. "I know all of you are seething with frustration, but those people are from the World King Palace. We have no choice but to obey their command.
"If we want to vent this anger, our only chance is the upcoming Demon Pursuit Conference. When the conference begins, I expect all of you to shine and completely crush everyone from the Sword Ancestor."
"Yes!"
"Rest assured, my lord! We will do our utmost to crush the Sword Ancestor!"
The resolute voices of the Martial Ancestor members echoed across the warship.
「Upon returning to the Martial Ancestor.」
Long Chen followed Chen Yao back to the Deacon House.
"Long Chen, everything happened so fast earlier that I haven’t had a chance to process your promotion," Chen Yao said. "I’ll update your file in the Human Institute shortly."
Long Chen smiled faintly. "Steward Chen, now that I’m a Second-class Disciple, what other benefits are there besides receiving more Human Martial Beads each month?"
