For 130 years, the Sword Saint had been invincible in Japan. Could such a force be considered the strongest? But why was there a barbarian general who dominated the world?
The general was so strong, but he was still imprisoned in this island country by the American lineage.
Was the American lineage strong?
It controlled one-third of the border through finance and economy, monopolizing the development of countless Infernal Realms. It was indeed a colossus that ordinary people could not hope to reach. However, it was publicly acknowledged that the American lineage was the weakest among the six lineages.
So, which lineage was the strongest? Rome? Egypt? East Summer? Could the strongest in East Summer, Fu Canguang, do whatever he wanted? There were still Weapon Grandmasters above.
But didn't Weapon Grandmasters still have to obey Black Bird?
The East Summer lineage was so powerful, but it was essentially an extension of East Summer. So, was East Summer the strongest? But it was only one of the Five Permanents.
The Five Permanents were so powerful, but they were still unable to maintain the operation of this world. They still needed the Astronomy Association to mend and mobilize. Under the suppression of the Three Great Seals, the maintenance of the Present Realm operated as usual.
However, the Astronomy Association still had the fall of the Utopia. The General Administration could not stop itself from becoming bloated. The Continuation Court was also enduring the pressure of the rising degree of distortion day after day, painstakingly working day and night to correct it.
As for the Golden Dawn, it was still expanding its influence in Infernal Realm.
Not to mention the existences in the Silent Zone in the depths of Infernal Realm, and the elements of destruction that could overturn the Present Realm …
If the power that could cause death was called the strongest, then the strongest power was in Infernal Realm.
But was such power valuable in the Present Realm?
It was meaningless to be obsessed with power itself. All one could obtain was a string of boring numbers that kept expanding.
Power was valuable, but what was truly important was the purpose of using this power. Otherwise, what was the difference between an Ascendant and a bank account that had a fixed deposit before death?
"In the past, every disciple who graduated from a swordsmanship dojo would diligently cultivate the path of the samurai and the sage's poetry. But in the end, it was just to cultivate more loyal subordinates and lackeys," the Sword Saint said calmly.
The Sword Saint said faintly, "The disciples seek power in order to find a way to advance and become a warrior. The officials also gain loyal and reliable subordinates … Putting aside morality, from the point of view of benefits, this is generally the case.
It was also because of this that he was given the bad name of 'breaking the law with martial arts'.
A warrior must be a tool, a sword, or a lackey … such a saying had spread far and wide, and many people even thought so.
Even tools have their own desires. Even swords have their own thoughts. "
"I sincerely hope that you can be different."
The Sword Saint said, "Times have changed. Everyone, you still have a choice."
When he said this, he didn't conceal the vicissitudes and decay on his body in the slightest, but his eyes became even sharper, as if he wanted to carve his words into the souls of his disciples.
You still have a choice.
If he didn't want to become a mere tool, then he had to make a choice!
"I'm sure everyone already knows about the guests I've invited today."
In the silence, Shangquan slowly told them, "Here, some people come from the Luming Hall, representing the supreme power of Yingzhou; some come from the Astronomical Association, representing the order of the present realm that can't be disobeyed; some come from the border, unrestrained and carefree; and there are also guests from the Tomb of the Returnless, who have established their authority in hell …
If there is anything in this land that can be called the strongest power, it is undoubtedly what they represent.
They are all far better than me, an old man. Their achievements and achievements are far better than mine. What you want, you can seek from their path. "
"Today is your last lesson. You have already learned the basics of swordsmanship. As a teacher, there is no need for me to guide you. In such a short time, I don't have any secret techniques to teach you.
So, I can only help you open the door to the future. "
Sword Saint Shangquan raised his eyes and stared at the group of graduated disciples, "Now, you already have something that can make you stronger.
You have to walk the road in the future by yourself.
It's up to you to decide where to use your strength — "
So, full of expectation and hope, he softly taught them, "It doesn't matter if you commit crimes or uphold the right path … I just hope that you can be satisfied and have some enlightenment when facing death."
Shang Quan said, "As your teacher, this is the only hope I have for you."
In the solemn silence, all the disciples slowly stood up and bowed to the old man in front of them.
They offered their pure gratitude to their teacher.
This was the last lesson of the Sword Saint.
To guide the future …
During the banquet, Huai Shi shook his head in self-mockery.
He didn't expect that the Sword Saint sent him an invitation just to use him as a teaching case.
At the same time, he witnessed the sincerity of the Sword Saint — if there were disciples of dojos who came to the Danbo Inner Circle to seek a position in the future, how could he not consider it?
In addition to himself, there were people from the Yingzhou Governing Authority, Luming Hall, Heavenly Dog Mountain, Tomb of the Returnless, and even the agents of other business giants …
This wave was directly a large-scale talent recruitment market.
Teacher took the lead and helped them organize a high-end party to let them see the big shots.
If they knew what was good for them, these disciples who had obtained the qualification to graduate from the dojos would probably directly start to hug his thigh and hand over their resumes after the banquet.
At the same time, he also suppressed the impetuous atmosphere of bravery and ruthlessness. With his authority, he forced the disciples to settle down in front of the tragic reality.
— Your strength is nothing. In front of the three major blockades, who do you think you are?
Killing several birds with one stone.
Where did he see this operation before?
But just as he was drinking tea and sighing with emotion, he heard the voice of the Sword Saint.
"By the way, this is Mr. Huai Shi on the left. I think everyone has already seen him."
While chatting, the Sword Saint said casually, "From tomorrow onwards, he will be the deputy curator of the dojos. You have to respect and love him, just like you respect and love me."
What the hell?
Huai Shi tried hard to restrain his expression and not show his trademark silly look.
He looked at the Sword Saint in confusion.
What do you mean?
The Sword Saint also looked at him and smiled slightly, as if they already had a tacit understanding. But what kind of tacit understanding did they have? Today was just the first time they had met.
Suddenly, Elder Luo's words to him before rang in his ears.
"You just have to sit, listen to the music, eat and drink well, and finally take the gift and leave. Maybe they will even send you directly to the door and welcome you to come again next time …"
So, you're just waiting for me here?!
I was drinking and eating at the side, but the word "arrangement" fell from the sky. How did I become a shareholder of the dojos before I even finished my meal?
Please don't be a legal representative used as a scapegoat!
In the end, before he could raise his objection, there was a disturbance below. It seemed that someone had angrily slammed the table and stood up to speak. Huai Shi was instantly enraptured, and his eyes were filled with encouragement and anticipation.
Hurry up and make a scene, big brother, make a big scene and show this old thing what's good for him!
In the end, Shang Quan casually glanced at the middle-aged man, who was unable to restrain his anger, like a mouse that had seen a cat. His face turned pale, and he fell to the ground, unable to speak.
This made Huai Shi extremely angry.
Why is he such a useless piece of metal!
At least say no, I have to do something!
In the end, Shang Quan ignored the shocked expressions of the teachers and disciples below and continued, "Also, this Daitengu on the right will also be the deputy head of the dojos from tomorrow onwards. You have to respect him, just like how you respect me."
After the previous abrupt announcement, this time, the reaction from below seemed to be a little smaller.
After all, it was Daitengu, a veteran Ascendant who had been famous for hundreds of years. He was the ruler of Mount Tengou, and with such a noble status, it was not a disgrace to be the deputy head of the dojos.
But in the past, the operation of the dojos had always been decided by the Sword Sage. Why did he suddenly bring in Danbo and Mount Tengou, one near and one far away?
Amidst this drastic change, everyone smelled a sense of unease and absurdity — could it be that the rumors circulating among the higher-ups were true?
"Just as everyone has thought, I'm already old, and my energy is lacking. Recently, I've also felt tired and weak, and I'm afraid I don't have the energy to manage the dojos."
That energetic old man calmly announced, "I have three sons and one daughter. In order to protect the previous High Emperor, my eldest son had died in hell. My youngest son unfortunately died young and did not reach adulthood. After my daughter got married, only my second son accompanied me … "
The moment he said that, the pale-faced dissenter was stunned for a moment. Then, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Naoki, come out."
Sword Sage said, "Come in front of me."
Thus, the middle-aged man excitedly stood up and tried his best to squeeze out a solemn expression. He walked forward with steady steps and kneeled in front of the old man.
"Father!"
"There's no need to say anything more between us father and son." The old man patted his shoulder with gratification, "You have already grown up, Naoki. It's time for you to have your own achievements."
He paused for a moment and said, "From today onwards, you will replace me as the High Emperor's swordsmanship instructor, and serve Yingzhou."
Naoki smiled happily and was about to nod his head when he was stunned.
He stood there in a daze.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
The silence was so sudden that everyone suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. They did not expect that the Sword Sage would so abruptly throw his only remaining successor away from the foundation of the dojo!
It was true that being the High Emperor's swordsmanship instructor was an honor. However, other than a noble reputation, this position had nothing else.
Could it be that the High Emperor really wanted to learn swordsmanship?
Don't joke around, the High Emperor's current body could barely run a marathon. He might as well find a radio gymnastics teacher to train his body.
The title of a swordsmanship instructor? What was the difference between that and a mascot?
This was an order that was akin to banishment!
"What? You don't agree? "Shangquan stared at his only remaining son," Naoki, are you going to disobey my order? "
"This son … doesn't dare."
Naoki finally lowered his head and agreed in a daze. However, he could not help but cry.
"Only, please allow me to stay and accompany my father to fulfill my filial piety for a period of time …"
"Go tomorrow."
Shangquan decisively ordered, "You being able to listen to my orders is the best filial piety you can show your father."
The dojo was not something that this son of his who had great ambition but little talent could meddle with.
Only a ruthless banishment was the only way to preserve his life and the efforts of others. The more decisive and irreversible it was, the more he would be cherished.
Obediently go and be a harmless mascot.
This was the choice that the Sword Saint made as a father after seeing countless people die.
Just like this, he quietly stared at his son's figure as he staggered away.
In the end, he announced the final appointment.
"Starting from next month, the dojo's affairs will be managed by this old man's eldest son's daughter, who is also this old man's granddaughter, 'Shangquan Yaoxiang'.
I ask everyone to take good care of her. This old man will guide her from the side, and not let her make a mistake. "
Saying this, the old man raised his eyes, "Yaoxiang, come and greet the guests. From today onwards, you will take my place to entertain everyone."
"Yes, esteemed grandfather."
Behind the curtain, the dignified and serious girl slowly walked out. Following the old man's lead, she knelt beside him.
Right in front of everyone.
Only now did Huai Shi finally react.
This was the result that the Sword Sage had gone to great lengths to obtain tonight — — Under the witness of all the members and various parties, the new and old dojo would be handed over!
But why … did it feel like he was making arrangements for his death?
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