The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 223 - 195: Chu Huaixu Threatens Jiang Zhi
Regarding whether Borrowed Sword, who is only in the First Realm, can advance to the Ninth Realm without needing the Origin Fragment, he certainly won't get an answer for now.
It's too early for him to think about this question now.
Of course, the Profound Yellow Origin Fragment can accelerate cultivation speed, which is immensely tempting in itself.
Even if it isn't necessary for him to advance to the Ninth Realm, he still wants to obtain this Supreme Treasure.
If conditions allow, he wants to acquire several more pieces.
"One for Big Ice Cube, and another for Xiaoxu."
As for opposing Kunlun Cave Heaven, Borrowed Sword is definitely going to do his best within his capabilities.
"No way, the game 'Borrowed Sword' has such a grand setting, and I didn't transmigrate to the Kunlun Cave Heaven side, after all, this is the natural faction," he thought.
Unknowingly, everyone had been chatting for a long time.
Xiang Yan asked once more, "Borrowed Sword, do you have any other confusion?"
"Not at the moment," Borrowed Sword replied.
Jiang Zhi immediately transformed into a pressure monster, saying, "Then go back and cultivate well."
"The Origin Spirit Realm is urgent, and once you settle that, you must strive to become stronger as quickly as possible."
"Other things, you don't need to consider."
Since Borrowed Sword exhibited the ability to extinguish Primordial Spirit, he has been determined to drive him hard, ensuring he doesn't slack off on the path of cultivation!
I want to treat him with the standards reserved for the savior of the world.
Li Chunsong added, "Borrowed Sword, maintain a good mindset, don't hurry, and don't be under too much pressure."
He genuinely cared for this young man.
No choice, today all thanks to this gambling addict.
"Who dares to say Li Chunsong brought the wrong person down from the mountain?"
"Isn't he obviously more perfect than the person mentioned in the Daoist Ancestor's Proverbs?"
"No, no, no, this might sound a little disrespectful to the Dao Ancestor, but it's definitely a draw!"
Li Chunsong felt tremendously puffed up now.
Xu Ziqing and Han Shuangjiang, the chosen saviors by the Dao Ancestor.
"Borrowed Sword is my choice! Haha, hahaha!"
If we round it up, wouldn't that mean I and the Dao Ancestor are, are....?
Li Chunsong felt on cloud nine.
"Without me, Li Chunsong, the world wouldn't have a person who can extinguish Primordial Spirit! Hmph hmph!" He was truly smug.
His pride far exceeded that of Chu Yinyin, the second master.
"They say the master leads the way, and cultivation is personal." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"Was he brought by Shen Man and Chu Yinyin?"
Every time Li Chunsong thought of these things, he sat up straight and couldn't help but puff out his chest.
At this moment, Borrowed Sword nodded to these sect elders and was about to leave.
But he suddenly remembered something.
"Sect Leader, Junior Martial Uncle, Elders, this disciple has another question."
"Oh? What is it?" Xiang Yan was puzzled.
"I want to ask, in cases like Steward Liu and Brother Ge Long, how will the Sect handle it afterward?" Borrowed Sword recalled his promise to Liu Tianfeng.
Jiang Zhi, hearing this, immediately said, "This isn't your concern. The Daoist Sect has its rules and procedures; you just need to return and prepare for the Origin Spirit Realm matter."
Borrowed Sword: "..."
He suddenly felt Jiang Zhi was somewhat like a certain type of teacher in his school days, believing anything besides studying was wrong and anything unrelated shouldn't be done.
As if everyone existed solely for the purpose of studying.
Xiang Yan glanced at Junior Martial Uncle, feeling quite helpless inside.
Junior Martial Uncle sure lacks some eloquence.
But as Sect Leader, he was meticulous.
Don't be fooled by Xiang Yan's ugly appearance, a large pickled egg with a big bald head and a standard villainous face, his thoughts are quite detail-oriented!
"Borrowed Sword is probably experiencing a first-time comrade death, with quite a few reflections and thoughts," he thought.
He remembered clearly his younger days, when witnessing comrade death for the first time, feeling many disordered thoughts.
So, he patiently explained, "According to sect rules, figures like Liu Tianfeng with children will receive a significant amount of Sect Contribution Points as a compensation."
The Daoist Sect's foundation is deep, surely generous in this regard.
However generous, it might not be enough for a Profound Celestial Fetal Breath Pill.
The value of a Seventh Grade Spirit Pill, this "Elixir Merchant" Borrowed Sword knew well.
Don't think that Chu Yinyin casually gave him a Spirit Pill; it truly is a priceless Supreme Treasure.
Regarding refining costs, the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures alone are incredibly precious.
Moreover, a Seventh Grade Spirit Pill requires an Alchemy Grandmaster Level cultivator to refine, and even Pill King himself couldn't guarantee a hundred percent success.
Given this thought, since Borrowed Sword promised Liu Tianfeng, he must follow through.
"Boldly asking, are Sect Contribution Points enough for a Profound Celestial Fetal Breath Pill?"
"Before Steward Liu's passing, he pleaded for me to request one from the sect for his son Liu Chengqi, whose Spiritual Embryo is damaged."
Dead Fox slyly chimed in at this moment, "Steward Liu did save me once, a favor owed, if Contribution Points aren't sufficient, I'm willing to contribute."
Of course, if a difference must be covered, he's willing to do so.
Jiang Zhi, hearing him increasingly elaborate, immediately frowned.
He spoke colder, sternly saying, "I've said, this isn't your concern; the Sect will arrange. Return to closed-door cultivation, stop thinking about these trivial matters!"
Under normal circumstances, Borrowed Sword should now bow and leave.
Yet he stood in the center of the hall, unmoving.
After a few breaths, he straightened up and addressed them earnestly, "I still wish to secure a Profound Celestial Fetal Breath Pill for Steward Liu!"
He seemed determined not to leave without an answer.
Borrowed Sword sought a proper response from the Daoist Sect leadership.
Even if the compensatory Contribution Points are insufficient, at least let him know how much.
Xiang Yan was about to speak, but Jiang Zhi had already tightly knitted his brows.
"I've said, the sect has its arrangements. Li Chunsong, escort him back." He declared decisively.
Borrowed Sword maintained his bowed stance, unmoving.
Yet inside, his dissatisfaction began brewing.
Time and again, meeting this Junior Martial Uncle always ended in mutual displeasure.
Often, emotions pile up gradually.
No matter what, Borrowed Sword is still young.
Even a clay figure has some fire!
Jiang Zhi hadn't liked him from the start; over time, Borrowed Sword naturally wouldn't favor the Junior Martial Uncle.
"You damn pressure monster! Stubborn old man!"
"I've tolerated you for long enough," he thought.
He stood, letting his charming demeanor come forth, creating a staged setup for himself.
"I'm soon to risk myself entering the Origin Spirit Realm."
"Before that, I've already experienced comrade death at the altar."
"Currently, I merely want to know what fate awaits those who die for the Daoist Sect."
"Junior Martial Uncle, is that not allowed?"
Staring at Jiang Zhi directly, addressing him clearly:
"If truly so, I'm afraid my Dao heart will be... unstable!"
The Junior Martial Uncle understood the implication, his anger surged, shouting, "You—!"
Yet this young man stood in the hall's center, utterly unafraid.
You darn pedant, imposing pressure day and night.
Constantly spouting about the world's fate, and larger schemes.
Yes, yes, prioritizing the greater good, the bigger picture.
Have you fully realized what the situation is now....
——I am the bigger picture!
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