Chapter 430 - 431: Saint’s Decree

When he heard Su Mo was planning to go to the Meteor Sect, the Second Elder immediately grew ecstatic. He gestured wildly and exclaimed, "That’s fantastic! If we can just get that Divine Level secret, Qingyang City’s foundation will rival the major Sacred Lands."

Thanks to their recent efforts, Qingyang City’s foundation had grown significantly. With the added power of the Xiao Alliance, they were like a tiger that had grown wings.

But compared to the major Sacred Lands, they were still far behind.

No matter how hard he tried, sending people everywhere to buy Cultivation Techniques and Treasures, he couldn’t catch up to the major Sacred Lands.

Take Cultivation Techniques, for example.

The major Sacred Lands all possessed Saint-level Techniques, while Qingyang City only had a few Emperor-level Techniques—all of them incomplete.

This was why the Second Elder often had sleepless nights; he had developed a phobia of having an insufficient foundation.

This time, if Su Mo could obtain the Divine Level secret, he would no longer have to suffer sleepless nights.

However, Zhuge Su gave a wry smile. "Second Elder, the Meteor Sect isn’t as simple as you think. They’re a Sacred Land."

"A Sacred Land?"

The Second Elder’s expression froze.

’If the Meteor Sect is a Sacred Land, doesn’t that mean they have a Saint-level Powerhouse?’

’What are we going to do now?’

Zhuge Su’s tone then shifted. "However, the Meteor Sect is the weakest of the Sacred Lands because they don’t have any Saint-level Powerhouses."

"Huh?"

The Second Elder and Su Mo both looked astonished.

’They can call themselves a Sacred Land without a Saint-level Powerhouse?’

Zhuge Su continued, "Although the Meteor Sect has no one at the Saint Level, they do have eight Semi-Saints. Together, they can fight a Saint-level Powerhouse."

"Ah, I see!"

Su Mo suddenly understood.

Generally speaking, a power without a Saint-level Powerhouse isn’t worthy of calling itself a Sacred Land.

The other Sacred Lands simply wouldn’t allow it.

It would be like an ant declaring itself an elephant, wanting to sit with elephants as equals and discuss profound truths. The elephants would never agree.

Those powers just below Saint Level wouldn’t agree either.

’Our strengths are all similar, so what gives you the right to be a rank above us?’

But the Meteor Sect was different.

They possessed a full eight Semi-Saints who, when they joined forces, could slay a Saint. This was what barely qualified them to be called a Sacred Land.

Of course, among the Sacred Lands, they were the pushovers.

Any random Saint-level Powerhouse could show up and put their Meteor City in its place.

"This situation... it’s quite similar to our Qingyang City."

The Second Elder remarked with a note of commiseration.

Their Xiao Alliance was also an unrecognized Sacred Land.

Su Mo asked, "What’s the story behind the Meteor Dojo?"

"Legend has it that the Meteor Sect had a glorious period thirty thousand years ago. A Divine-level Powerhouse named the Meteor Ancestor appeared, and the dojo was his place of Cultivation," Zhuge Su replied. "However, the Meteor Sect’s good times didn’t last. Thirty thousand years ago, a great disaster occurred in the Cangxuan Realm. The Meteor Ancestor was targeted by several Divine-level beings and fell in that catastrophe."

"After the Meteor Ancestor fell, the Meteor Sect suffered a devastating blow and went into a decline from which it has never recovered."

Su Mo nodded.

’The Meteor Ancestor was once a Divine-level being, and the Enlightenment Stone has appeared in Meteor City before. It’s indeed possible that an Enlightenment Stone could be inside the Meteor Dojo.’

Su Mo pressed, "Was that disaster because of the Descent?"

Zhuge Su looked completely baffled.

’Descent?’

’What does that mean?’

Su Mo explained, "The Descent is a great disaster concerning the entire Cangxuan Realm. It’s about to happen soon, but I don’t know the specifics myself."

"Fine."

Zhuge Su didn’t pay any mind to the so-called Descent.

’After all, the disasters of the Cangxuan Realm aren’t something a mere Martial Emperor like me can interfere with. I just need to focus on my own business.’

Zhuge Su said, "The Meteor Dojo opens once every ten thousand years. The next opening is in three years."

"Three years?"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow.

’That’s way too long.’

’In three years, the Descent might have already happened. It’ll be too late by then.’

Su Mo asked, "Can’t it be opened early?"

"That... depends on whether the Meteor Sect agrees," Zhuge Su said awkwardly.

Su Mo stood up. "I can’t wait that long. I’ll go to the Meteor Sect now and negotiate with them. If that doesn’t work, I’ll offer them some compensation."

The next day, he left Qingyang City and set out for the Meteor Sect.

However, just as he left, a group of black-robed men descended outside Qingyang City and saw Zhuge Su sweeping the ground by the city gates.

The leader of the black-robed men asked rudely, "Hey, old man, is this Qingyang City?"

"What if it is?" Zhuge Su said coldly.

’Even though Su Mo isn’t in Qingyang City, with the over a thousand Saint-level Arrays he set up, we fear no Sacred Land.’

’After all, several hundred experts from Kunlun Sacred Land, Jizhen Sacred Land, and Taiyi Sacred Land are still trapped inside, trying to break the arrays.’

The leader of the black-robed men said coldly, "If it is, then hurry up and tell your leader, Su Mo, to come out. Tell him a Holy Edict from Lord King of Reincarnation has arrived, and he should get his ass out here to receive it."

"That fellow, the King of Reincarnation, he became a Saint?" Zhuge Su asked in surprise.

’Only a decree issued by a Saint-level Powerhouse can be called a Holy Edict.’

The leader of the black-robed men said proudly, "That’s right. Lord King of Reincarnation has indeed become a Saint. Since your leader, Su Mo, offended His Lordship, the King of Reincarnation commands him to go to Meteor City immediately, kneel, and apologize. Otherwise, he will face the consequences."

"Sorry, you’re too late. Elder Su has already gone to Xingyun City," Zhuge Su said flatly.

The leader of the black-robed men was surprised. "Su Mo went to Xingyun City? Is he going to apologize to Lord King of Reincarnation? Heh, he knows what’s good for him."

’Apologize?’

’Heh!’

’Apologize my ass.’

’If Su Mo and the King of Reincarnation actually meet in Xingyun City, he’ll probably slap the King to death with a single blow.’

"In that case, we’ll be on our way."

The leader of the black-robed men thought his objective was accomplished and prepared to leave with his men.

But just then...

Zhuge Su’s figure flashed, and he suddenly blocked the black-robed men’s path. He questioned them coldly, "Hmph. You think you can insult Elder Su and then just leave peacefully?"

"How dare you! You dare to block our path?" the leader of the black-robed men berated him coldly.

Zhuge Su sneered, "Block you? Heh, I’d rather slaughter every last one of you bastards! Goddammit, you’re all leaving your lives behind!"

"What?"

The black-robed men were all startled.

’The nerve of this old bastard! He actually told us to leave our lives behind?’

’We’re the King of Reincarnation’s men!’

’The King of Reincarnation is a Saint!’

The leader of the black-robed men said coldly, "No wonder that Su fellow dared to offend Lord King of Reincarnation. It turns out he was taught by you old geezers. ’If the upper beam is not straight, the lower ones will be crooked.’ It seems I’ll have to teach you ’upper beams’ a lesson today."

With that said, he prepared to strike and kill Zhuge Su.

But Zhuge Su struck first.

SHING!

A flash of sword light slashed out, and blood immediately spurted from the leader’s chest.

"You..." the leader of the black-robed men said in terror.

Zhuge Su said with contempt, "What kind of worthless curs are you, daring to cause trouble in Qingyang City? I’ll cut you all down."

With a backhand swing, he struck again with his sword.

SHING! SHING! SHING!

Several black-robed men fell under Zhuge Su’s blade, dropping from the sky like garbage.

Seeing this, the remaining black-robed men were horrified.

’This old man... he’s a Martial Emperor!’