Chapter 53: Return

The World Association.

Jiang Xuan sat high upon the Helmsman's throne.

Below, the air fluctuated uncertainly with the surging emotions of Wind, Cloud, and Duan Lang.

Fist destroyed Xiong Ba, furnace refined the Ten Demons, swallowed the Qilin alive, sword slew the Divine Dragon.

Just hearing these descriptions, their hearts remained unable to calm for a long time.

This is an unparalleled feat; no one before could achieve such accomplishment, and no one after will achieve it. Even if another ten years pass, a hundred years pass, even when they are decrepit and old, their eyes dimmed to the point of forgetting their own names, the Lord's momentum will still be deeply branded in the depths of their souls.

Heard, cannot be forgotten!

Thought of, cannot be forgotten!

Lord Jiang Xuan emerged into the world, with thunderous means horizontally pushing across Shen Zhou with no equal, the millennial Great Tribulation dissipating into nothingness in an instant.

"The rise of the land of Shen Zhou can be said to be vast and mighty; everyone is within the torrent, during which some people, relying on their own strength, or perhaps luck, stood at the crest of the wave."

"This crest of the wave can be said to be infinitely glorious, infinitely tempting, and infinitely risky; it depends on how you grasp it."

"Looking at the future is not as clear as looking at the past; excitement and confusion intertwine in everyone's heart."

Jiang Xuan's tone was leisurely; the three were confused, not knowing why the Lord summoned them, even more not knowing why the Lord spoke such words.

Before they could ask, Jiang Xuan continued:

"The general trend of the world: divided long, must unite; united long, must divide. No person or force prospers forever."

"I am about to depart; this World Association will be controlled by you three henceforth. Whether you three rule jointly or assist one person, I have no opinion. If one day you rely on your own strength to become a hegemon of one side, even become the Supreme of Shen Zhou, I hope you will, within your ability, care more for the common people of the world."

The three were greatly shocked; the Lord is about to depart? Go where? Upon the land of Shen Zhou, the World Association is at its zenith, its territory growing larger by the day; before long, the World Association will, like its name, encompass the world.

At this time, the Lord of the World Association departs; what will become of the World Association?

As for entrusting it to the three to manage, they searched their hearts and asked themselves: are they worthy?

"Duan Lang, among the three, the one I appreciate most is actually you. Born like an ant, one should have the ambition of a swan; life thinner than paper, should have an unyielding heart. A man should be like this. Good, you are good!"

Not stingy with words of praise, Jiang Xuan's gaze was leisurely; through Duan Lang, he seemed to see his previous life's self.

"However, if one day you do something that betrays this world, I will surely behead you!"

Suddenly a majestic sound exploded by their ears, voice like thunder, shaking the World Association palace, like a great bell awakening deep reflection.

Thud. Duan Lang only felt heaven and earth spin, divine punishment descending; unable to restrain himself, he knelt on the ground.

After several breaths, not hearing any words, Duan Lang mustered courage to slightly raise his head, only to see the Helmsman's throne above empty of anyone.

Suddenly a sound again, he knelt, wailing loudly:

"Duan Lang remembers, respectfully seeing off the Lord; Duan Lang eternally bows in gratitude to the Lord for the grace of recreation!"

Light flashed, Jiang Xuan returned to the Zhe Tian Jie.

The place traversed was still the original place, a hundred li outside Lingxu Dongtian, the person still the original person, but strength compared to before exceeded not merely a hundred times.

Before returning, Jiang Xuan met Nameless and Sword Saint, exchanged martial dao insights, or rather Jiang Xuan guided them; upon departing, he once said he hoped the two, if the World Association can be assisted, then assist it; if it lacks virtue, may behead it.

As for Great Evil King, was swallowed in one gulp; the Heavenly Will Blade was left in the Fengyun World.

The Nine Empty Boundless is truly a rare treasure of the Fengyun World; Jiang Xuan unwilling for later generations to have a treasure land but not obtain it, therefore left the Heavenly Will Blade as a key.

This trip's harvest was truly too great; the Fengyun World journey let his cultivation level directly catch up to the heirs of the major Holy Lands of Zhe Tian Jie, even surpass them.

This is an intuition; among the younger generation, he is confident he does not lose to anyone.

Fengyun World passed half a year or more; Zhe Tian Jie only passed three months; time-space is truly mysterious; previously Tianlong World and Zhetian World time flow speeds were actually close, yet the higher-ranked Fengyun World passed half a year while Zhe Tian Jie only passed three months; different worlds' time flow speeds seem to have no pattern.

Magic power circulated within his body, a thread of sword radiance tore through the sky, flying toward Lingxu Dongtian; all scenery, trees, ground insects, ants, flowers, grasses were within his Primordial Spirit perception, rapidly receding.

In the Fengyun World he thoroughly walked out the Smelting Path; at this moment the flight was artifact flight; the Immortal Trapping Sword though not a specialized flight magic treasure, was likewise swift as lightning.

After several breaths, Lingxu Dongtian was already right before his eyes.

Lingxu Dongtian was as usual without any change; Elders lecturing scriptures, Disciples training, meditating and alchemy, discussing the profound and debating the Dao...

In the world of gods and demons and xuanhuan, let time be leisurely, years circulate; the eternal theme is cultivation; all behaviors unfold around cultivation.

Sword radiance descended before the Sect Gate; Jiang Xuan stepped into the sect interior; immediately a guard Disciple welcomed him.

"Ah, Senior Brother Jiang has returned from training; paying respects to Senior Brother Jiang!" A guard Disciple only then discovered Jiang Xuan stepping into the sect.

"We pay respects to Senior Brother Jiang; Senior Brother gone three months, now returning cultivation must have greatly advanced."

Another Disciple had fairly good eyesight; without thinking, flattering yet not obsequious words blurted out; gaze respectful, filled with reverence.

Both were old Disciples who entered the sect several years; unfortunately aptitude limited, resources limited; for several years always hovering at the Bitter Sea Realm.

Yet seeing Senior Brother Jiang entered sect merely a few short months, entered the sect high-level's eyes, even more joined the sect power center; those who revere Jiang Xuan are far more than just them two; all Disciples of the entire Lingxu Dongtian take Jiang Xuan as a model.

"Two Junior Brothers, Brother just returned from external training; has anything special happened in the Dongtian?"

Jiang Xuan looked at these two Disciples older than him and asked with a smile; he had some impression; these two Disciples once listened to his lectures on the Dao.

In the cultivation world the accomplished are first; all Disciples of Lingxu Dongtian take him as head.

"Senior Brother Jiang you returned just in time; speaking of special matters, recently there really is a major event; heard Lingxu depths had shocking changes; suspected Immortal Treasure descended!"

"Senior Brother Jiang your strength reaches the heavens; perhaps you can also go contend for it!"

The two Disciples one after another narrated this matter in detail.

Originally these past few days, Lingxu depths occurred inexplicable changes; often heavy rumbling sounds transmitted from Lingxu depths; suspected ancient Immortal Treasure descended; all high-level of Lingxu Dongtian these past days put all energy into attacking the Immortal Treasure.

Ancient Immortal Treasure? Could it be the Qing Emperor Tomb?

Jiang Xuan's expression moved; in his heart faintly some guesses; calculating the time, it should be about right.

Several streaks of light flashed; before the two Disciples could react, they saw several bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid appear in his hand.

"Ah, many thanks Senior Brother Jiang."

"Paying thanks to Senior Brother Jiang; we will certainly take Senior Brother Jiang as model, cultivate hard, make the sect grow large and strong, create brilliance."

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(Chapter End)