Unsheathed

Amid the sea of clouds, Xia Zhen no longer maintained his form as a streak of light to soar on the wind. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly.

There was an exasperated expression on Xia Zhen's face as he muttered to himself, "Since this person is from the Flax Robe Sect, I guess I shouldn't go and provoke him?"

He glanced back at the capital of the Blissful Dream Nation. That old man had obtained the innate sword pellet, and now a pseudo-celestial tool had coincidentally appeared in the Silver Screen Nation as well. These were destined fated opportunities for the old man, so would he truly be able to resist the strong temptation?

How could he succeed as a vagrant cultivator with such a cowardly personality? He had truly managed to cultivate his mind and his character after pretending to be a mortal human in the Blissful Dream Nation for several dozen years.

Xia Zhen extended a hand and said several names, coincidentally enough to count on five fingers.

Any more than this, and he would be delaying his pursuit of the Great Dao.

There was Fan Weiran who was easy to order around, Ye Han who was fairly smart, He Lu who possessed good aptitude, Yan Qing who also possessed good aptitude, and Little Cui who was slightly eccentric.

Xia Zhen raised his other hand and said another five names, names belonging to young individuals who didn't yet possess high cultivation bases.

Xia Zhen leisurely strolled along the sea of clouds, looking at his two palms and lightly clenching them into fists as he murmured, "Can ten Golden Core Tier cultivators compare to me advancing to the Unpolished Jade Tier? Should I kill them all?"

However, he quickly shook his head and answered his own question, saying, "Forget about it, there's no hurry at all. I'll leave five positions open for them to become Golden Core Tier cultivators, and I'll kill whoever has a chance to advance to the Nascent Tier. This should free up the five other positions."

Xia Zhen placed his hands on his azure belt and continued, "That old man is truly quite impressive. I didn't understand why he insisted on having me suppress the martial fortune of the dozen or so nations in our sworn oath back then, not allowing any Vajra Body Tier martial artists to appear. As it turns out, this was in order to reduce the amount of military conflict between the dozen or so nations, giving him, the elusive prime minister and imperial preceptor of the Blissful Dream Nation, an opportunity to peacefully obtain virtue without getting blood and bad karma on his hands."

Xia Zhen stretched lazily.