Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

Tianzhou, Vault of Sky Sword Sect.

In the hall where matters were discussed, the handsome and slender Saint Son Fu Ling sat at the head, resembling a sovereign overlooking the world with a calm expression on his face.

On either side stood Huang Yan and Cui Ce, two direct disciples of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect's current generation, and below them was the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect.

At this moment, Huang Yan bowed to Fu Ling and said, "Saint Son, word has come from the Wuji Dao Gate. They wish to hold a gathering, bringing together all the Saint Sons from the lower realms to discuss the matters regarding the Nine Cauldrons Heritage."

Upon hearing these words, the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect standing below felt his heart skip a beat. What did this imply? Was the battle among the Saint Sons about to commence?

Although he had anticipated that a meeting involving the numerous Saint Sons throughout Jiuzhou was inevitable, he hadn't expected the day to come so soon.

At this time, the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect stealthily glanced at Saint Son Fu Ling sitting at the head, wondering what decision he would make.

"Saint Son, I believe there is no need to agree to them. Our priority should be to find the Heavenly Seed. If you, Saint Son, were to obtain the Heavenly Seed, you would undoubtedly be the front-runner in this competition for the Nine Cauldrons Heritage, surpassing all other Saint Sons," Cui Ce spoke up.

But Huang Yan's brow furrowed as he said, "However, as far as I know, the Sumi Buddha Sect, Cloud Heaven Palace, and even Mount Tianzhu and the Pure Yang Martial Sect have all agreed. If we refuse, it's inevitable that it will lead to speculation and even rumors."

"Let them say what they want. As long as we can obtain the Heavenly Seed and the Nine Cauldrons, that's enough!" Cui Ce snorted coldly.

The Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect stood below, not saying a word. It was not his place to speak at such a moment.

As Huang Yan and Cui Ce each held a different opinion, they both turned their gaze to Fu Ling, for the final decision still had to be made by the Saint Son himself.

Fu Ling, with his handsome face and fair skin, sat there as if he were an artistic statue carved from white jade. Upon hearing their words, he slightly nodded, saying, "Agree to it."

"Yes," responded Huang Yan promptly, bowing respectfully upon hearing the decision. Cui Ce, seeing that Fu Ling had made the decision, took a deep breath and dared not say anything further.

Then, Huang Yan looked towards the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect, standing in the lower seat, and asked, "Has there been no news from Luo Shisen yet?"

Upon seeing this, the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect hurriedly clasped his fists and replied, "To inform Huang direct disciple, there is yet no news from Luo direct disciple."

However, the moment his words ended, an elder of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect entered the hall with a bowed posture, paid respects to the three people at the head, and then whispered something into the ear of the sect leader.

The next instant, the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect's face drastically changed, his eyes bulging with disbelief.

"You... you're telling the truth?!" He was filled with shock.

The elder of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect nodded his head with a bitter face.

At this scene, both Huang Yan and Cui Ce furrowed their eyebrows; the former asked, "What happened? Could it be that they failed to capture that Da Xia's Gu Chen?"

The complexion of the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect turned pale, devoid of any color, his lips quivering as he spoke in a daze, "Dead, two of our ancestors have died..."

"Hmm? What happened?" The moment these words were spoken, even Huang Yan and Cui Ce were startled, and Saint Son Fu Ling, who normally wore a calm face, had turned his gaze at this point.

The Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect spoke with an ugly expression, "Just received news that Gu Chen left Crane Cloud Mountain alone, and that Crane Cloud Mountain was left in ruins, with only a ground full of blood."

Saying this, he looked at the three people, Fu Ling, Huang Yan, and Cui Ce, and said, "It was not only the two ancestors, Luo direct disciple... likely also fell at the hands of Gu Chen."

"What did you say?!"

"Impossible!"

Upon hearing this, the first reaction of both Huang Yan and Cui Ce was disbelief. They were well aware of Luo Shisen's strength, which was comparable to theirs; how could something have happened to him?

In their eyes, there was no one in Jiuzhou who could be their match, and they inherently felt a sense of superiority over all martial artists in Jiuzhou.

For this reason, Huang Yan and Cui Ce's initial reaction was disbelief.

But the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect did not speak. The fact that Han Fei and Zheng Yan fell at Gu Chen's hands was undeniable, and as for Luo Shisen's situation, it was also just speculation.

Considering all of Jiuzhou, aside from Saint Son level characters, if one were to ponder who possessed such ability, the most likely was Gu Chen.

Besides him, there was only the Demon Sect leader Dugu Yun left, but Luo Shisen was not foolish enough to provoke evil demons on his own; he would have fled at the first chance.

Therefore, after the initial shock, Huang Yan and Cui Ce gradually came to accept the fact.

What the Sect Leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect could think of, they naturally could as well.

"Gu... Chen!"

"This bastard!"

Huang Yan and Cui Ce were enraged. Luo Shisen was like a brother to them; they had supported each other, and their relationship was good. Otherwise, they would not have been chosen to accompany Saint Son Fu Ling down to the lower realms.

"Saint Son, please allow me to slay that Gu Chen!" Huang Yan said through gritted teeth, looking at Saint Son Fu Ling and volunteering for the task.

"If the situation is true, you are not his match," Saint Son Fu Ling stated indifferently, remaining completely calm even after learning about Luo Shisen's fate.

Hearing this, Huang Yan's expression became even uglier, but he dared not and could not retort, nor was he in a position to argue.