Above The Sky
Chapter 826 - 826 46 Sacramental Saint Seal 5400_3

826: Chapter 46: Sacramental Saint Seal (5400)_3 826: Chapter 46: Sacramental Saint Seal (5400)_3 Whether it was through actions or words, there was not a hint of good intentions.

Ian spoke in a mocking tone, suppressing his anger as he conversed with the Swordsman: “Modao, no matter how much you say, you can’t overlook one fact: it was you who first helped Fiery Flame Land, breaking the neutrality and causing the Mountain People to split.”

“So much nonsense, aren’t you just trying to make your own plan succeed?

Now that you feel it might fail, you start using tricks?”

“You had it coming.” He gave his judgment: “Now, I have a suggestion for you—take your men and the Dragon Group and scram obediently.

Otherwise, be careful that you won’t be able to find even the ashes of your family members.”

Hearing such merciless mockery, for a moment, Modao really wanted to draw his sword and fight Ian to the end.

Over the years, who has dared to speak to him with such a condescending and instructive attitude?

Even the Marquis treated him as an honored guest, entrusting him to teach sword skills to the guards of his residence—yet this young man of the White Folks has not taken him seriously from beginning to end, not even wanting to listen to a single word?!

This was supposed to be an internal opinion exchange of the Dragon Worship Cult!

Even Elder Mantle wouldn’t dare to speak to him like this, where did this youngster get the courage?!

But it was just an impulsive thought.

Thinking of Ian’s background, as well as his age, Modao suddenly realized: why should such a young genius with the backing of The Empire be afraid of his own background and the Dragon Worship Cult?

He indeed has the guts to act!

The real threat of death made fear climb up his spine in an instant.

Without any nonsense or tough talk, Modao turned and leapt away, the jets on his feet and back erupting in flames, vanishing in a moment along with the roar of the explosion.

—He scrammed.

“Pity.”

Watching Modao’s disgraceful escape, Ian did not pursue.

Instead, he regretfully withdrew his Iron Pattern Sword: “I thought his Side Sword was quite good, quite suitable for you, Green Tide.”

“Who would have thought he’d be so cowardly, not even fighting back after I provoked him so?”

“Indeed, he has quite a small heart.” Green Tide also sheathed his sword, he was quite interested in Modao’s technique of condensing a flame blade, almost entirely focused on this sword technique, he subconsciously agreed with Ian’s comments: “The sword is not necessary, his is made from Fire Essence Materials, I can’t make use of it.”

“Sell it and buy materials then.” Ian’s reply was somewhat absent-minded: “His Dragonization Organ is actually Dragon Wings, no wonder he flew so fast, even supersonic.”

Listening to the banter between Ian and Elder Mantle, Elder Mantle watched the direction Modao disappeared, shaking his head.

“Was it Marquis Barton who asked you to do this?

This cunning old eagle, if I hadn’t made up my mind, would you have come to help?”

Turning his head to look at Ian, the Elder sighed: “Even so, there was no need to provoke him so much.

I cannot remain neutral.”

“Ian, you don’t have to be so tough either.

There should still be some harmony within the Dragon Worship Cult, otherwise, future cooperation and exchanges will be very troublesome.

It doesn’t matter to me, but you are young, having more connections gives you more options.”

“No, it’s irrelevant.

It has nothing to do with Marquis Barton, this is my personal decision.”

Ian turned his head to look at the Elder, his tone calm and straightforward: “Putting aside everything else, Elder Mantle, do you want to unify the Mountain People, or do you want to grow stronger within the Dragon Worship Cult?

Isn’t the reason why the Dragon Worship Cult has not developed and become a Continental Level Sect like the Four Great Orthodox Churches because its members are only thinking of themselves and not about the cult’s development?”

“You should do the same.

When cooperating with other members of the Dragon Worship Cult in other regions, consider them as companions.

When in opposition, aside from concession, there is only confrontation; there will never be any compromise.”

The reason Ian treated Modao so poorly, even going so far as to strike directly, was because he had already seen that there was no overlap in their demands, that there was no possibility of compromise from the very beginning, which is why he couldn’t bother with needless words and directly drove him away or finished it off with killing.

Elder Mantle was old and had become hesitant, unable to make decisive decisions.

But Ian’s time was indeed precious.

The old man was silent because everything Ian said was correct.

Compared to his identity as a member of the Dragon Worship Cult, Elder Mantle valued his identity as a Mountain People Elder even more, that is his true life goal.

He should have made clear which was more important long ago.

“Indeed.

I should not have wasted my time with Mojian—He was probably just using the name of the Dragon Worship Cult to probe my intentions.”

Elder Mantle took a deep breath and made up his mind, his gaze sharpening: “What does the Dragon Worship Cult in Fiery Flame Land have to do with me?

I am now the Great Elder of the Mountain People—the Jiamu Sect intends to divide us and plunge our tribe into the abyss, I absolutely must not let them succeed.”

He looked at Ian with resolute determination: “Your arrival is timely, Ian, if I remember correctly, you are already an Elite Alchemist, right?

Come, help me see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted in the concoction of the Third Energy Level Magic Potion…

and if I fail to advance, you must also help stabilize the internal situation of our tribe, and wait for Pansha and Colonel Majorva’s people to come and take over.”

“In my bedroom, there are memos and a will, you should take those first.

And those extra Demonic Beast Materials, also…”

It was obvious that he was preparing to entrust his affairs for after his demise.

“Wait, Elder!”

Ian quickly stepped forward, he held the shoulder of Elder Mantle who seemed to be turning around, ready to risk his life to advance to the Third Energy Level, and advised: “I came here exactly to tell you that within the Book of Silver Radiance, there is the method for our Mountain People to advance to the Third Energy Level—Elder, there is an orthodox method, there’s no need for you to risk your life in Dragonization!”

The young man emphasized: “It’s not just news about the Book of Silver Radiance I have, I actually know its contents!”

“What?”

With his shoulder being held, Elder Mantle’s steps halted.

He felt he had heard something wrong, turning back incredulously to look at Ian: “Do you really know the content of the Book of Silver Radiance?!”

The elder had merely thought that Ian got wind from the Imperial Capital of the stolen Book of Silver Radiance, but the Mountain People no longer had time to retrieve the Holy Book, especially him—he could no longer afford any delay.

But what Ian meant was…

he actually knew the orthodox method of advancement?!

The true method of advancement for the Third Energy Level belonging to the White Folks?!

—And what is this young fellow talking about?

‘Our Mountain People’?

How can such an unmistakably White Folks speak so naturally?

“Of course.”

Ian looked at the incredulous expression of Elder Mantle, his tone slowing, with a smile: “I am the Emissary of the Dragon God, the Prophet of the Descending Thunder—Elder Mantle, this is not a false title.”

“I have indeed come into contact with the Book of Silver Radiance and received its Marks, allowing me to accept the Inheritance at Xia Hui Lake.”

Saying so, Ian raised his hand.

A bright round of silver Qing Steel Dragon totem emerged on the back of his fair hand.

The radiance of silver shone, a fleeting glimpse of Source Quality Fluctuation from Xia Hui Lake, yet the old man caught it.

“The Priestly Seal?!

You actually activated the Inheritance of the Holy Ground and became the Emissary of the Dragon God?!”

Seeing this unique mark and feeling that special fluctuation, Elder Mantle’s eyes widened: “Dragon God above, how is this possible—you’re clearly not one of the Mountain People, how could you possibly receive the Sacramental Saint Seal of the Holy Ground Xia Hui Lake?!”

At that moment, in addition to being shocked, an absurd thought could not help but surface in the old man’s mind.

—Could it be…

—Does Ian truly have the Bloodline of the Mountain People?!