Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1379: Nine Three One Ancient Martial Arts

Chapter 1379: Nine Three One Ancient Martial Arts

Jiang Chen’s words might have sounded unpleasant, but they were the truth, after all. A Celestial Immortal could rule over the mortal world, but in the context of the Three Realms, they were nothing.

Only as a Golden Immortal, with a lifespan equal to that of heaven, could one be treated differently. The minimum requirement to enter the battlefield of myriad races was the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal.

A single Golden Immortal was cannon fodder, but thousands of Golden Immortals were not. The grand formation they could jointly establish was powerful enough to threaten a Great Luo Golden Immortal, constituting a formidable force indeed.

Only Golden Immortals were considered a fighting force and possessed the qualifications to be taken seriously. Celestial Immortals and Mysterious Immortals were not up to par, let alone those below Celestial Immortals.

"Let’s not even go into details, just look at that group of Demon Suppression celestial soldiers outside. Call over any one of them, and they could easily beat you all. If you can’t even defeat the soldiers under me, do you suppose you have the right to my serious consideration?"

After taking a sip of tea, Jiang Chen leisurely said to them.

Upon hearing this, the crowd opened their mouths but for quite some time couldn’t utter a single retort. Jiang Chen’s words, sharp as knives, struck right at their hearts, leaving them feeling both aggrieved and angry, yet utterly incapable of disputing.

Because what Jiang Chen said was true. They indeed couldn’t beat even an ordinary celestial soldier from outside, any of whom could thrash them easily.

The Demon Suppression celestial soldiers had been dominant in the realm of humans and immortals for hundreds of years. To forge them, Jiang Chen had no idea how many resources he had spent. Nowadays, even the weakest among them possessed the cultivation of a Golden Immortal. How could these mere mortals in front of him compare?

"Hmph, if His Majesty really intends to compare in such a way, then I refuse to accept it. The soldiers under your command have taken hundreds of years to achieve their current level of cultivation, whereas we have only cultivated for a few years? Merely two or three decades!"

"His Majesty compares the efforts of your subordinates over several hundred years with our two or three decades of cultivation, of course we cannot match them."

"But such a comparison is blatantly unfair. If we were given a few hundred years, let’s see if we, compared to your soldiers, could outshine them?"

Not everyone was at a loss for words; some, emboldened, stepped forward and exclaimed loudly, their tone filled with defiance.

Jiang Chen looked over at the one who had spoken and saw that he was over seven feet tall, with a trim waist and broad back, his shoulders pulled back, and his face as if brushed with powder, a pair of handsome eyes with clear distinction between the white and the iris, his nose like a jade pillar, and his lips like cinnabar. He wore a Bright Silver Crown on his head.

"Well said!"

"In terms of talent, my Demon Suppression celestial soldiers indeed fall short compared to you."

"Take you, for instance. In just two or three decades, you’ve managed to cultivate to this extent, which is indeed a rare gift. Even Xiang Yu in his youth was no better than this."

"If you were truly given hundreds of years to grow, you would surely leave the Demon Suppression celestial soldiers far behind."

"But what of it? Can talent be eaten as food? War could break out at any moment. Who will give you hundreds of years to grow?"

"Moreover, just a few hundred years, what heights could you reach? Even if each one of you had the potential of a Daluo, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal would still take a thousand, ten thousand years."

"But at this critical juncture, we of the Human Race might erupt into a great war with the myriad races at any time. When you become a Great Luo Golden Immortal after ten thousand years, it will all have been for naught."

"Talent reflects potential, but war is imminent. What I need are champions who can carry the Human Race’s cause now, not a group of young people with earth-shattering talent."

Jiang Chen acknowledged their talent, but that was all.

In this world, there were many geniuses, but how many could truly grow to maturity? Moreover, geniuses need time to grow, but where was there time for growth now?

"This..."

At first, when the crowd heard Jiang Chen recognizing their talent, they couldn’t help but feel a hint of pride. Look, even someone of the Human King’s caliber praised their talent as top of the age.

Unfortunately, their pride didn’t last long. Soon enough, Jiang Chen turned the conversation around, suggesting that, no matter how good their talent was, it was useless because war might break out at any time and there was simply no sufficient time for them to grow.

In other words, their aspirations were noble, wishing to make a name for themselves on the battlefield of the myriad races and fight for the Human Race.

Regrettably, their cultivation was too low, and they simply had no qualifications to enter. By the time they reached sufficient cultivation, the great war of myriad races would probably have ended.

"This..."

The crowd became confused, unsure of what to do after being persuaded by Jiang Chen. If they couldn’t get to the battlefield of the myriad races, wouldn’t this trip have been in vain?

"We wish to serve the Human Race, and earnestly ask for Your Majesty’s guidance!" A few clever ones among the crowd suddenly bowed to Jiang Chen as if struck by a revelation.

They knew that since Jiang Chen had said this much, he definitely had a method to quickly enhance their strength and allow them to participate in the upcoming battle.

"We humbly request Your Majesty’s kindness for us all!" Seeing this, the rest of the crowd also followed suit and bowed to Jiang Chen.

"There is a way, I have a way, to boost your strength rapidly, but the cost is too great, I fear you may not be able to accept it."

After seriously scanning the crowd, Jiang Chen spoke in a grave tone.

"What cost? Please, articulate Your Majesty. How can we know if we can accept it or not if you don’t tell us?"

It was still the man in the silver crown who spoke up, standing tall and looking directly at Jiang Chen as he boldly inquired.

"Do all of you know the origin of the Martial Dao?"

Instead of answering their questions, Jiang Chen asked them about the origin of the Martial Dao.

Every martial practitioner reads books, don’t they? As the saying goes, the poor delve into literature and the rich engage in martial arts. Since these people could practice martial arts, none of them came from a weak family. Not to mention being highly educated, they definitely were educated and had read military strategies and histories.