In the grey space, there were two silhouettes, silent.
One of them was Venerable Master Xuanyuan, unmoving and unperturbed. The other was Chen Zong, his emotions fluctuating like waves.
It was such an honor for a Supreme Saint to personally accept him as a disciple. Even though Chen Zong had experienced a lot, he couldn't help but feel excited.
However, despite his excitement, Chen Zong slowly calmed down.
Although his performance in the Lingwu Holy Ground's quota competition was outstanding and he won a quota in the end, it was reasonable for Master Xuanyuan to take him in as a registered disciple. However, for some reason, he still felt that it was unbelievable and unreal.
If he wanted to accept him as a disciple, why didn't he send someone to summon him? Why did he use such a method?
Perhaps, it was Master Xuanyuan's preference. After all, it was difficult to understand the preferences of cultivators, especially those who were unfathomable.
However, for some reason, Chen Zong still had some doubts.
He had to understand the doubts in his heart.
"It is my honor to be valued by you." Chen Zong thought for a while, then stared at Master Xuanyuan and said seriously, "But, what price do I have to pay?"
Chen Zong's words were a little rude. However, this was a question in his heart. Chen Zong wouldn't ask in a roundabout way. That wasn't his style.
"There is indeed a small matter that requires your help." Master Xuanyuan smiled. "This is a piece of cake for you."
"Please tell me." Chen Zong said. However, his heart sank. As expected, it wasn't as simple as it seemed.
He was afraid that the important thing was that there was something that he needed him to do. As for using a registered disciple to tempt him, he was afraid that this matter was not as simple as lifting one's hand.
"I have two disciples. One of them is Chu Wangshi." Master Xuanyuan spoke again. However, this made Chen Zong's heart sink even more. "Chu Wangshi has the royal bloodline. He has extraordinary talent and carries the fortune of the royal family. He needs an opportunity."
"This time, you won a spot in the Lingwu Holy Land. This is a great merit. I won't forget it."
"Not only will this old man take you in as a disciple, but I will also teach you everything I know. You can also enter the royal family's treasury and choose any three treasures."
"And all you have to do is give up a spot in the Lingwu Holy Land to Chu Wangshi." Xuanyuan Shangren said. His eyes fell on Chen Zong, and an indescribable pressure came from him. It was as if the Heavenly Dao had descended upon Chen Zong.
As expected!
Indeed, it was not simple. They were actually here for the Lingwu Holy Land's quota.
The Holy Land of Lingwu only opened once every thousand years. For him, there was only one chance to enter. This was a big deal, but for Sage Xuanyuan, it was just a trivial matter, a trivial matter. Chen Zong felt ashamed of his behavior.
Fortunately, he did not let the pleasant surprise get to his head and immediately acknowledge him as his master.
However, if they were to become his disciples, the meaning would be completely different.
As a disciple, it was normal for him to listen to his master's orders.
As the saying goes, if a disciple has something to do with his master, it has been like this since ancient times. At that time, if Sage Xuanyuan were to ask for a spot in the Lingwu Holy Land, it would be difficult for him to refuse.
Fortunately, his intuition worked again, and he asked clearly. Otherwise, the consequences would be dire.
"Senior, thank you for thinking so highly of me. However, I have been alone ever since I started cultivating. I am used to freedom and have a wild temper. If I were to become your disciple, I am afraid that I would ruin your reputation and rules," Chen Zong said calmly.
On the surface, he was refusing to acknowledge Sage Xuanyuan as his master, but in reality, he was refusing to give up his spot in the Lingwu Holy Land.
As expected, Sage Xuanyuan's expression suddenly darkened. Chen Zong's expression also changed. This was because, as Sage Xuanyuan's expression darkened, the greyish-white aura in all directions seemed to be angered. It became violent, emitting an extremely terrifying aura, as if it was going to suppress and destroy Chen Zong, leaving nothing behind.
A shocking feeling of terror struck Chen Zong's heart.
Sage Xuanyuan's eyes shot out a ray of light, and it was unavoidable for Chen Zong. Chen Zong only felt that his Soul Fire was flickering violently, as if it was about to be extinguished. His entire soul seemed to be bound and imprisoned by an invisible but irresistible force.
He could not move at all. He could only widen his eyes, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
"Say, you are willing to give up your spot in the Lingwu Holy Land to Chu Wangshi." Sage Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with a dark and deep light, as vast and unfathomable as the void of the universe. At the same time, Sage Xuanyuan's lips opened and closed, and he slowly said a sentence. Every word was filled with an indescribable and unique rhythm, and it constantly invaded Chen Zong's mind, making Chen Zong feel as if he was being controlled and assimilated by Sage Xuanyuan.
"I can't say!"
"I can't say!"
This thought, which was the last resistance, echoed endlessly in Chen Zong's mind.
Chen Zong had a feeling that once he said that sentence, it would become a fact, as if it was a golden rule. By then, the Lingwu Holy Land would no longer have anything to do with him.
He had put in a lot of effort to obtain this spot. He had walked the line between life and death, and competed with many peerless geniuses. It was a great opportunity. How could he give it up to others and cut off his own opportunity?
I can't say!
I definitely can't say!
Chen Zong was resisting and fighting, but he was horrified to find that the resistance in his mind was gradually weakening with the passage of time. It was replaced by the desire to say.
Chen Zong opened his mouth, and his mouth trembled slightly. He wanted to say that sentence, but he struggled to hold it back.
This feeling was incomparably uncomfortable, incomparably torturous, and unprecedented. It came from the soul, from the mind, a kind of resistance and struggle. It was many times more dangerous than a direct physical resistance.
Hang in there!
No matter what, he had to hang in there.
Although he might not be able to hang in there for long before he had to compromise, he could still fight. He would never give up.
He would never give up!
Ever since he started cultivating, he had experienced countless dangers and walked the line between life and death many times. He had never given up, and he had never thought of giving up. Not in the past, not this time, and not in the future.
Hang in there!
An extremely strong belief burst forth. Immediately, the almost extinguished Soul Flame ignited and became even more exuberant.
Sensing the change in Chen Zong's belief, Venerable Master Xuanyuan's eyes darkened.
This time, it was not his actual body that had come. He had only sent a part of his consciousness. Otherwise, how could a mere Saint Realm cultivator resist?
Even so, Venerable Master Xuanyuan was still very surprised.
He was an ultimate Great Saint. The difference between him and a Saint Realm cultivator was like the difference between an ant and a giant elephant. Even if it was just a part of his consciousness, it was like the difference between a kitten and a fierce tiger. He could not subdue the other party in a short time.
This was truly extraordinary.
Unfortunately, if it were not for Chu Wang Shi, he would have been very tempted by such a talent and would have accepted him as a personal disciple.
But now that things had come to this, there was no reason for him to stop. As long as the other party said that he would give up his spot, it would be done. As for the other party's fate, naturally, his soul would be damaged. He would still be able to cultivate in the future, but it would not be as good as before.
In other words, if Chen Zong said what Venerable Master Xuanyuan wanted, his soul would be damaged irreparably. At that time, his talent would be greatly reduced, and so would all his other aspects. He would go from a peerless prodigy to an ordinary genius.
Although in the path of cultivation, one's temperament, hard work, and opportunities were important, talent was also very important.
If one did not have enough talent, it would be difficult to understand and comprehend the profound inheritance after receiving it. Cultivation would be slow, and the progress would be minute. Even until death, one would not be able to see the profound secrets.
This was like two people, one with an extraordinary family background, the other with an ordinary background. Both of them were doing the same business, putting in the same effort, and putting in the same effort. However, the one with an extraordinary family background would often be able to expand his business more easily and achieve great achievements. On the other hand, without the help of an extraordinary family background, the other person could only rely on his own efforts and slowly work his way up.
Venerable Master Xuanyuan's method was to cut off Chen Zong's path of cultivation.
Hang in there!
No matter what, he had to hang in there. If he could not, there would be terrible consequences.
Chen Zong's face was distorted, and blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes. The blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and it looked very scary.
I can't hang in there anymore!
Chen Zong knew that his resistance had reached its limit. Compared to a Supreme Saint, the gap was still too big. It was like comparing a firefly to the moon. No matter how unwilling he was, he would eventually run out of energy.
"Venerable Master Xuanyuan, you are a Supreme Saint. This method is too despicable."
Suddenly, a voice exploded like the thunder that split heaven and earth. It carried a hint of anger. A terrifying and irresistible force instantly descended from the sky. It was like a giant hand that could tear the sky apart. It directly tore apart the greyish-white space.
Splitting heaven and earth!
It was like splitting heaven and earth. It was extremely terrifying and appalling.
The greyish-white void was torn apart and shattered. It was mercilessly trampled and destroyed.
Such a change was beyond Venerable Master Xuanyuan's expectations. The darkness in the depths of his eyes disappeared in an instant. Chen Zong only felt that the shackles on his soul had disappeared. He could no longer hold on and fell into darkness. It was as if he was sinking into an endless abyss.
"Xuantian, don't meddle in other people's business!" Venerable Master Xuanyuan said angrily. He was about to succeed, but because of Venerable Master Xuanyuan's interference, everything was ruined. Venerable Master Xuanyuan's heart was filled with unspeakable anger.
"This man is a General of my Xuantian Army, a peerless genius of my Xuantian Army. It is his ability and fortune to obtain a place in the Lingwu Holy Land. It is not something that you can covet." Venerable Master Xuanyuan's giant hand was extremely fierce. It was as if the sky was collapsing. He mercilessly attacked Venerable Master Xuanyuan's consciousness with anger.
Boom!
After all, Venerable Master Xuanyuan did not come personally. It was just a body that was condensed from his consciousness. How could it resist the furious Venerable Master Xuanyuan? It was immediately crushed and completely disappeared.
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