Dominating Martial King
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539: Chapter 268: Sanping Hermit (Please Subscribe)_4 539: Chapter 268: Sanping Hermit (Please Subscribe)_4 The key is that the Dan Family can obtain more resources for cultivation through this opportunity; he and his three sons all have hopes of advancing further.

Moreover, Chu Xisheng, along with the Iron Banner Gang, have promising futures.

Chu Xisheng has already entered the Inner Disciples of the Formless Divine Sect as a ‘Vengeance Candidate’.

With such a high starting point, it is a foregone conclusion that he will enter the Formless True Inheritance in the future.

As long as Chu Xisheng’s cultivation reaches Third Grade and his life expectancy hits two hundred years, the Iron Banner Gang will enjoy at least two hundred years of glory, and its influence will surely expand upstream.

Therefore, Dan Chiling is sincerely and deeply respectful towards Chu Xisheng.

However, as time went by, Dan Chiling thought that the Primordial Magnetism Spirit Light was really too slow.

Fifty breaths had passed, and it had risen by less than half; his neck was almost sore from looking up.

After more than a hundred breaths, Chu Xisheng and his luggage were finally lifted onto the deck of the ‘Pingtian Ship’ by the Primordial Magnetism Spirit Light.

Jian Cangfeng, too, had grown impatient and flown up onto the deck already.

Just as Chu Xisheng boarded the ship, he saw Jian Cangfeng speaking with a young man dressed in azure brocade.

This person was under thirty, tall and straight with a graceful bearing.

His long black hair hung freely over his shoulders.

With distinct facial features, his sword-like eyebrows were dashing, and beneath them lay a pair of hawk-like eyes, half-closed, giving off an impression of a dead fish, exuding an indifferent and distant aura, as if nothing in this world could pique his interest.

“Little Chu, come here!” Jian Cangfeng waved at Chu Xisheng; “This is your Senior Brother Sanping, Zong Sanping, self-styled Sanping Hermit, a ‘Pingtian Saint Transmission’ of our Sect and the top ‘Super Heavenly Pillar’ from the Northern region,”

Chu Xisheng’s expression grew solemn as he clasped his fists and bowed to Zong Sanping: “Inner disciple Chu Xisheng, greets Senior Brother Sanping!”

Zong Sanping, however, responded coldly, glancing at Chu Xisheng from head to toe before looking away.

When his gaze swept past the people behind Chu Xisheng, and the mountain-like piles of wooden boxes, he couldn’t help but twitch his face: “So you are Chu Xisheng, the ‘Blood Vengeance Candidate’ selected by Elder Qingxuzi?

You seem quite capable, with a notable Martial Intent.”

With a wave of his hand, he sent an Elixir Bottle floating towards Chu Xisheng in mid-air.

Zong Sanping’s tone was casual and indifferent: “I have matters to discuss with your Senior Brother Jian.

Go ahead into the cabin yourself.

I have arranged for seven rooms for you on the third level of the ship, and my Daoist servant will guide you there.”

Chu Xisheng looked at the Elixir Bottle in front of him with a puzzled expression.

“Take it.

This is his welcoming gift to you.”

Jian Cangfeng, with his plump white face, smiled: “Senior Brother Sanping’s temperament is just like that; don’t take it to heart.

However, this guy is quite generous and is one of the wealthiest among us True Disciples.”

Implicit in his words was the idea that there was no reason not to accept the gift.

Chu Xisheng thus confidently placed the Elixir Bottle into his sleeve.

He did not know what was inside the bottle, but since it came from Hermit Sanping, it surely was no ordinary object.

Afterwards, he turned and, along with Zhoou Liangchen and the others, began to carry the luggage towards the cabin.

It was evident that Zong Sanping wished to have a private discussion with Jian Cangfeng and did not want Chu Xisheng eavesdropping.

At this moment, Zong Sanping watched Jian Cangfeng with suspicion: “I can see that you value him highly, is it because he is a ‘Blood Vengeance Candidate’?”

Jian Cangfeng gave a slight nod in response: “The boy has a bright future and a temperament to my liking; we are of a kind.

On this journey northward, you must take extra care of him and his sister.

Don’t underestimate him.

Although he is but a Vengeance Candidate, his talent with the blade is extraordinarily exceptional.

Elder Qingxu mentioned that besides the One Level Divine Intent Touch Death Blade, he might have a chance to cultivate a Holy Transmission in the future.

Also, his sister could potentially become a ‘Super Heavenly Pillar Level’ sorcerer if she grows up properly.

You must absolutely not neglect them on this journey, Senior Brother Sanping.”

That Chu Xisheng had recognized the Blood Vengeance Blade and become a ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’ was known only to the Sect Master and several Great Elders, and it could not be disclosed.

Jian Cangfeng was also worried that Zong Sanping might carelessly disregard Chu Xisheng’s safety due to his casual demeanor.

Zong Sanping narrowed his eyes slightly,

If anyone else had said this, he would have scoffed at them.

Cultivating one of the Three Saints’ Transmissions of the Sect was not that easy.

As for becoming a ‘Super Heavenly Pillar Level’ sorcerer, that was even more absurd.

Sorcerers lacked combat strength, and reaching Super Heavenly Pillar Level was several times harder for them than for Martial Cultivators.

But since these words came from Jian Cangfeng, Zong Sanping couldn’t ignore them.

The Sect’s orders had repeatedly stressed the importance of Chu Xisheng’s safety.

About that ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’, however, the Sect had given no instructions, which was quite puzzling.

“I will pay attention.”

Zong Sanping gave a slight nod and then fixed his gaze more intently: “Besides, the Sect also informed me to make a detour to the Capital to pick up the ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’ from the Western Capital Chu Family for the journey north.

What’s the deal with this person?”

“How would I know?”

After concentrating for a moment, Jian Cangfeng decisively advised: “This ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’ is shrouded in mystery from head to toe.

After the direct lineage of the Western Capital Chu Family died out, they completely fell under the thumb of the Emperor.

I’m worried that this ‘Blood Vengeance Saint’ might be a creation of the Emperor, forged to plot against our Formless Divine Sect.”

“Forged?” Zong Sanping mused.

“For a thousand years, the Daning Royal Family has accumulated no small wealth.

If they are determined, they have ways to arouse the nine-story spirit light of the Blood Vengeance Plate.

So it is still uncertain whether this person can cultivate the Divine Intent Touch Death Blade, or attain the recognition of the Blood Vengeance Divine Blade, even if he does manage to cultivate it.

Whether he can be utilized by our Formless Divine Sect is also unknown.