Chapter 923: Good Master.
Chapter 923: Good Master.
Actually, the possible loss of this single avatar is too much of a risk to him already. If he had his way, he wouldn’t create the avatar at all to join the battle. He would just sit back in the sky and watch the others fight.But he took that risk of losing one avatar so that he could stop Black Chains from getting the Luck Supreme Metac and the Devouring Supreme Metac. He is not even sure if Black Chains will be able to assimilate the two pathways since Dao Lords have a limit on how many pathways they can use.
Dao Lords can’t assimilate Supreme Metacs indefinitely. Every Dao Lord has a limit that is dependent on their potential, so he can’t tell what Black Chains’ limit is. Because of this, he didn’t dare to assume that Black Chains would not be able to assimilate the two Supreme Metacs.
He didn’t dare to risk Black Chains gaining two Supreme Metacs, so he decided to risk losing one Supreme Metac. But even if he failed to stop Black Chains at the end of the day, he would be content with making the Dao Lord of the Four Directions Sect lose a lot of lifespan.
As for risking the loss of one more avatar to save Sword Mastero, this is not a risk he is willing to make. If anything, Sword Mastero’s current predicament is a warning to him of what he could lose.
In order not to follow in Sword Mastero’s footsteps, he had to put his foot down and insist on not helping. It can’t be said that he was happy with this decision. But at least, he is satisfied with the decision.
For the meantime, he had no regrets about his decision. But the same couldn’t be said about Sword Mastero.
Sword Mastero felt his heart sink when Tepid Scholar let him down. He tried to change Tepid Scholar’s mind by saying, "Are you scared that you will be suppressed too? I don’t think it should happen with you too. Something this unreasonable should only be able to target one person and one pathway at a time."
But Tepid Scholar shook his head and said, "I’m sorry. But I can’t help you."
When Sword Mastero heard this, he realized that Tepid Scholar, his mentor, had made up his mind. He knew then that nothing he could say, be it threats or supplications, could change Tepid Scholar’s mind.
Since the situation had come to this point, he decided to do something he didn’t think he would ever do. Even thinking about it made his mind churn with disgust and shame.
He didn’t want to do it at all. But he also didn’t want to lose his Grand Dao, so he said to Black Chains, "Please, help me."
Black Chains began to laugh when he heard this. As he laughed, he said, "Can you imagine it? Do my ears deceive me? Or is this a day dream come true?"
Sword Mastero gritted his teeth, "I need your help, and I am willing to pay for it."