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Outside the Ancient Yuan Hall, the Lord of Blue Feather Mountain and the Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect each stood in a corner. They didn't talk much.
"Blue Feather, everything I do is for the prosperity of the Sect." Suddenly, the Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect broke the silence.
What he meant was that choosing Fang Xingchen to inherit the fate of the Sect and embark on the path of invincibility was for the sake of the Taiyuan Sky Sect. Of course, there was also some personal selfishness. It was normal.
"I know, but I think Chen Zong is the best choice." The Lord of Blue Feather Mountain didn't show any signs of anger. He expressed his opinion calmly and firmly.
That's right. The Lord of Blue Feather Mountain and the Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect each had their own opinions on who would inherit the fate of the Sect and embark on the path of invincibility. They belonged to two different factions. One supported Chen Zong while the other supported Fang Xingchen.
The faction that supported Fang Xingchen was none other than the Zhen Yuan Mountain and the Mingguang Mountain that couldn't bear to see Blue Feather Mountain doing well. In addition, there was also the Extreme Sun Mountain that had a good relationship with the Mingguang Mountain.
As for the other four mountains, they supported Chen Zong.
Among the Taiyuan Seven Mountains, Zhen Yuan Mountain was the most powerful. Therefore, four against three was a tie.
In order to decide who would inherit the fate of the Sect, the two factions had many arguments and even disputes in this month. They were almost on the verge of fighting.
But everyone knew that once they fought, things would become serious. Therefore, they could only leave it to the people who could make the decision.
In the Taiyuan Sky Sect, who had the right to make the decision?
Without a doubt, it was the two emperors.
Coincidentally, Emperor Guyuan came out of seclusion and left it to him to make the decision.
The Lord of Blue Feather Mountain and the Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect didn't speak anymore. They were waiting for the result. The air was cold.
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed.
Two figures walked out of the Ancient Yuan Hall one after another. Their expressions were normal and there was no sadness or joy. They were Chen Zong and Fang Xingchen.
Immediately, the expressions of the Lord of Blue Feather Mountain and the Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect changed.
The Lord of Blue Feather Mountain's expression darkened. He left with Chen Zong without looking back.
The Sect Master of Taiyuan Sect was smiling.
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"Disciple, what did Emperor Gu Yuan say?" On the way, the Dark Feather Mountain Master asked in a deep voice.
Chen Zong told him what had happened after he entered.
In fact, when Chen Zong broke through the illusion, he walked out and didn't see Emperor Gu Yuan at all.
Chen Zong himself was baffled by the whole process.
"Master, has Emperor Gu Yuan chosen Senior Brother Fang?" Chen Zong couldn't help but ask.
The Green Feather Mountain Lord nodded, his face filled with anger.
Chen Zong had defeated Fang Xingchen and had even comprehended and grasped the great sword force. Such a genius was the best candidate to inherit the fate of the Sect and step onto the path of invincibility. However, in the end, Emperor Guyuan had chosen Fang Xingchen. This caused the Blue Feather Mountain's Mountain Lord to feel very indignant.
However, Emperor Gu Yuandi's choice was also the final decision of the two factions. Since Emperor Gu Yuandi had chosen Fang Xingchen, the Dark Feather Mountain's Mountain Lord would not go against the agreement and cause a ruckus. It was inevitable that he would feel displeased.
Chen Zong also felt displeased.
He had clearly defeated Fang Xingchen with his own strength and became the number one core disciple. However, he couldn't inherit the fate of the Sect and step onto the path of invincibility. If it were anyone else, they would feel uncomfortable.
Since Chen Zong knew about the path of invincibility, he had made up his mind that one day, he would take this path. However, he didn't expect that there would be a path to inherit the fate of the Sect.
So what if he was displeased? He couldn't change this decision.
"Cultivate well. Since there's no hope for you to walk the path of invincibility, you should further strengthen your foundation and break through to the Extreme Mortal Realm." The Blue Feather Mountain's Mountain Lord spoke with some consolation. "I expect that with your foundation and talent, you won't lose to Fang Xingchen even in the Transcendent Realm."
"Yes, Master." Chen Zong also exhaled. There were some things that couldn't be changed by human strength. Unless he could make the final decision, just like Emperor Gu Yuan.
However, if he had the status and strength of Emperor Gu Yuan, he wouldn't have to fight for these things. Sometimes, it was just that contradictory.
However, no matter what, only with enough strength could one have enough authority to speak. Since ancient times, no matter where it was, this was the eternal truth.
Forget it. Since things had come to this point, he could only accept it.
Chen Zong quickly adjusted and made a new cultivation plan for himself.
He would first go to the Enlightenment Realm and comprehend more Minor True Meanings until he reached the limit of what he could bear. Then, he would enter the Martial Arts Realm and completely master all the Minor True Meanings. After that, he could break through to the Transcendent Realm and truly embark on the path of the strong.
After returning to Blue Feather Mountain, what happened next would have nothing to do with him. He would cultivate wholeheartedly.
Soon, the matter of who inherited the fate of the Sect and stepped onto the path of invincibility was known to everyone.
"Why isn't it Senior Brother Chen?"
"Yeah, Senior Brother Chen defeated Fang Xingchen. He deserves to be the number one core disciple. He should be the one to inherit the fate of the Sect."
"What the hell happened?"
"There must be a conspiracy. There must be a conspiracy." Many disciples who supported Chen Zong were filled with righteous indignation. Most of these disciples were from ordinary backgrounds.
"What conspiracy? Chen Zong defeated Senior Brother Fang only temporarily. It doesn't mean that Senior Brother Fang's strength is inferior to Chen Zong. Moreover, in terms of bloodline, Senior Brother Fang is nobler and more orthodox than Chen Zong. He is the most suitable person to inherit the fate of the Sect." This was the opinion of another disciple from a better background.
In fact, it could also be seen that the conflict between Chen Zong and Fang Xingchen had the shadow of a factional conflict.
One faction was considered as a wealthy family, while the other faction was considered as an ordinary small family with ordinary backgrounds.
"Who dares to say that there is a conspiracy? This is the decision made by one of the Twin Emperors of our Tai Yuan Heavenly Sect, Emperor Gu Yuan."
In a word, the argument between the disciples ended.
Who could refute?
Who dared to refute?
Although there were still many people who protested for Chen Zong, it was to no avail. Like a splash of water, they gradually quieted down and returned to their usual calm.
In the Realm of Enlightenment, Chen Zong was wholeheartedly comprehending the Lesser True Intent.
Currently, Chen Zong had comprehended over ten types of Minor True Intents. The True Intent of Sword had five Minor True Intents, the True Intent of Water had four Minor True Intents, and the True Intent of Fire had four Minor True Intents. Currently, Chen Zong was comprehending one of the four Minor True Intents of Wind.
The True Intent of Swift Wind!
In the Realm of Enlightenment, there were too many Lesser True Intents' aura waves. These were left behind by generations of cultivators who had entered to comprehend the Lesser True Intents. For example, Chen Zong would also leave behind aura waves when he comprehended the Lesser True Intents here, making it convenient for future generations to comprehend.
However, Chen Zong realized that the comprehension of the True Intent of Swift Wind was much more difficult than the comprehension of the Lesser True Intents of Water and Lesser True Intents of Fire.
This didn't mean that the True Intent of Wind was more profound and mystical than the True Intents of Water or Fire. It was because Chen Zong had already comprehended more than ten Lesser True Intents.
Everyone had their own limits, no matter what kind of power it was.
The stronger the mental power, the more Lesser True Intents one could withstand.
Most of the Nine Star Grandmaster level experts could only withstand three to five Lesser True Intents. For example, the Grandmaster level experts that Chen Zong encountered on Chaotian Island, the Conqueror Martial Grandmaster only grasped four Lesser True Intents. Perhaps he could grasp more, but he could only grasp five Lesser True Intents. As for the Mystic Sword Grandmaster, he could only grasp six Lesser True Intents at most.
Those who could grasp ten or more Lesser True Intents were even rarer. Every single one of them was a genius among geniuses. They were either born with powerful mental power or acquired through fortuitous encounters.
People like Fang Xingchen and Chen Zong, who grasped thirteen Lesser True Intents, were even rarer. It was hard to find more than a handful of disciples in the entire Tai Yuan Heaven Sect.
The more Lesser True Intents one grasped, the greater the burden on one's mental power. Even if one hadn't reached the limit, the difficulty of grasping another Lesser True Intents would undoubtedly increase by a lot.
As time passed, the impact of the chaotic intent became more obvious. Gradually, Chen Zong couldn't take it anymore and could only stand up and leave.
It was a pity that he didn't manage to comprehend the True Intent of Swift Wind. He only managed to grasp the surface of it.
"I have to enter again to truly comprehend it," Chen Zong thought to himself.
Fortunately, he had enough merits in his Sect.
After a day, Chen Zong entered the Realm of Enlightenment again and continued to comprehend the True Intent of Swift Wind. As he wished, he managed to grasp the True Intent of Swift Wind. However, he couldn't continue and could only leave.
There were four Lesser True Intents in the True Intent of Wind. They were the True Intent of Swift Wind, the True Intent of Wind Advantage, the True Intent of Storm, and the True Intent of Wind Harmony.
Swift referred to speed. The speed of the wind was very fast.
Sharp referred to the sharpness of the wind. There was an ancient saying that described the sharpness of the wind. Violent referred to the raging wind, destroying everything in its path. Gentle referred to the gentle breeze, silently seeping into all things.
After comprehending the True Intent of Swift Wind, Chen Zong entered the Martial Arts Demonstration Realm to deepen his comprehension of the True Intent of Swift Wind. With his superb sword skills and vigorous foundation, he used the True Intent of Swift Wind as the foundation to create his own sword moves.
This move wasn't for battle. It was for comprehending the True Intent of Swift Wind to strengthen his own accumulation and foundation.
Every day, Chen Zong entered the Realm of Enlightenment again and again to comprehend the True Intent of Wind Advantage. Only after he grasped the True Intent of Wind Advantage would he enter the Martial Arts Demonstration Realm and use the True Intent of Wind Advantage as the foundation to create his own sword moves.
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed. Chen Zong had finally comprehended and grasped the four Lesser True Intents of the True Intent of Wind. He had also thoroughly comprehended the four Lesser True Intents in the Martial Arts Demonstration Realm and created his own sword moves.
Comprehending four Lesser True Intents in a month and using them to create his own sword moves. It was shocking to say that it was too fast. However, the amount of effort required was unimaginable. Not to mention the time and effort that Chen Zong had put in, just the amount of contribution points required by the Sect was frightening.
On average, it was 3000 contribution points a day. In a month, it was 90,000 contribution points. If it wasn't for Chen Zong obtaining first place in the Sect Grand Competition and receiving a large amount of contribution points as a reward from the Sect, he wouldn't have been able to consume so much.
"I feel that the burden on my mental energy is about to reach its limit." Chen Zong thought to himself.
But reaching the limit didn't mean that he had truly reached it. He could still continue to comprehend the Lesser True Intents. It was just that he didn't know how many more he could grasp.
It might be one, or it might be two.
No matter what, Chen Zong had already made his decision. As long as the Lesser True Intents he grasped reached the limit, he would attempt to break through.
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