novelraw Chapter 1145 - 1139: I Believe the Sect Is Fair
Chapter 1145 - 1139: I Believe the Sect Is Fair
As the Sword God’s will dissipated, Zhang Menglong’s consciousness returned to reality. The sword spirits that had been swirling in the sky turned into specks of starlight and vanished. Their existence was to guard the remnant soul of the Sword God. With the Sword God’s remnant soul gone, they naturally had no purpose left.
"Quite a pity," Zhang Menglong sighed a bit, but he didn’t dwell on it too much. The Sword God was indeed a determined person. In this world’s rules, immortality doesn’t exist. Even a martial artist at the peak of the God-breaking Realm has a lifespan of only eight thousand to ten thousand years.
To pursue immortality, one must strive for a higher realm. He gambled everything in an attempt to break through to a higher life form, but unfortunately, the breakthrough failed, and he exhausted the last bit of his life force. It truly was a sigh-worthy fate.
"He’s opened his eyes!"
"It’s said that whoever pulls out the Sword God’s sword can obtain the Sword God’s inheritance. It seems he’s received the Sword God’s cultivation techniques and martial arts."
"Oh my, isn’t this too envy-inducing? The Sword God was at the peak of the God-breaking Realm. The things he left behind might even be of the supreme grade. Currently, only those ninth-grade or higher forces possess such supreme cultivation techniques and martial arts, right?"
"Hmph, do you think this is a good thing? Will the Iron Sword Dynasty and the Cang Lan Sword Sect just watch him take the Sword God’s inheritance?"
"Menglong! You have truly surprised me!" Yun Senhai showed an expression of delight, "Congratulations on becoming part of the Cang Lan Sword Sect. I hope you will use everything that the Sword God predecessor has bestowed upon you to glorify our Cang Lan Sword Sect!"
In fact, Yun Senhai didn’t have many thoughts in his heart. Even within the Cang Lan Sword Sect, he was an elder who just went with the flow. When other elders were fighting for power and status, he chose not to get involved, which led this thankless task to fall onto his head.
In his heart, since Zhang Menglong joined the Cang Lan Sword Sect, obtaining the Sword God’s inheritance was a good thing for the sect. As for who the cultivation techniques belonged to, he hadn’t even considered it.
"Your name is Zhang Menglong?" the Sixth Prince suddenly spoke.
"Yes, what’s the matter?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"The Sword God is a predecessor of the Cang Lan Sword Sect and also an ancestor of our Royal Family. Everything of the Sword God should belong to our Royal Family. Since you have obtained the Sword God’s inheritance, you should return it to our Royal Family. I will definitely inform the Sect Master and the Holy Lord to commend your achievements."
"The Sixth Prince sure has the gall to say that; are you trying to gain without any effort?"
"Exactly, the sword was pulled out by someone else, and any inheritance should rightfully be theirs. If he has the ability, let him pull out the sword himself?"
"Shh, keep it down. What do you think the Sword God’s inheritance is? Is this something that a small martial artist of the True Martial Realm can possess? The Royal Family certainly won’t just watch as things left by their ancestors fall into the hands of outsiders."
"Watch and see, if this lucky unfortunate soul doesn’t have any strong backing, he might not even be able to keep these inheritances, let alone his life."
The murmurs around made the Sixth Prince frown, "When did matters of our Royal Family become something for you commoners to gossip about?"
In his view, it was perfectly justified for him, the Sixth Prince, to reclaim what belonged to their dynasty.
Immediately, everyone quieted down, including Yun Senhai who showed a helpless expression. Although he was an elder of the Cang Lan Sword Sect, the Sixth Prince’s status in the Iron Sword Dynasty was much higher than that of an ordinary elder. Just his Innate Sword Body was enough for the entire Cang Lan Sword Sect to use all its resources to nurture him.
"Sixth Prince, shouldn’t we..."
"Elder Yun!" The Sixth Prince interrupted unceremoniously, "You are also a member of the Cang Lan Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Dynasty. Please consider the future of the sect and the dynasty!"
"Sixth Prince, Menglong has passed the test and is now one of our Cang Lan Sword Sect. He has received the inheritance from the Sword God and can bring glory to our sect."
"So you’re saying that all the glory of the Cang Lan Sword Sect depends on an outsider of unknown origin?" the Sixth Prince’s words were sharp. "What if one day he betrays the Cang Lan Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Dynasty? When he grows into someone none of us can deal with, will you take responsibility then?"
"This..."
"The Sword God’s possessions must be kept in the hands of those from our Royal Family. Others have no right to touch them!"
Zhang Menglong struggled to suppress the urge to laugh and looked at the Sixth Prince with a hint of amusement, "Sorry, I didn’t receive any of the Sword God’s inheritance, so I’m afraid I can’t give you anything."
"Bullshit?"
"Do you think we’re blind? Everyone saw him stand there for quite a while; was he daydreaming?"
"Hey, if it were me, I wouldn’t acknowledge it either. That’s the Sword God’s inheritance. I wouldn’t trade it for a dynasty, let alone settle for mere commendation. How could there be such a good deal?"
"Exactly, it’s blatant lying with eyes wide open. The Sixth Prince must be getting anxious."
"Of what use is getting anxious? Does he plan to use force now? Didn’t you see the power that guy named Zhang Menglong wielded when he pulled out the sword? Is that something the Sixth Prince can handle?"
"The whole of Cang Lan Sword Sect is behind him. I bet even if he doesn’t want to hand it over today, he has to!"
"Friend, do you think I’m a fool?" Of course, the Sixth Prince didn’t believe Zhang Menglong’s words, "I’ll say it again. I hope you hand over the Sword God’s inheritance. I can have the Sect Master take you as a core disciple and cultivate you at the highest standards."
"I know the Sword God’s inheritance holds great allure for you, but you should think it through. This is the Iron Sword Dynasty!"
"I’ve already said I didn’t receive any inheritance; why can’t you understand that?" Zhang Menglong sighed, "I’m not interested in your Sword God’s inheritances, okay? Don’t flatter yourselves."
The Sixth Prince’s face darkened. Did he truly belittle the Sword God’s inheritance right in front of so many people?
To look down on the Sword God’s inheritance—what audacity! Does he practice cultivation techniques and martial arts more powerful than the Sword God’s? If so, why did he even come to the Cang Lan Sword Sect? Just to show off?
"I’ll be honest with you. The Sword God originally intended to give the inheritance to me, but I wasn’t interested, so he directly died in anger, leaving nothing behind."
"Furthermore, even if I really got those inheritances, why should I return them to you? Is your Royal Family’s name written on them? The things I pulled out are mine; what does it have to do with you?"
Zhang Menglong told Elder Yun, "Elder Yun, I trust you to be a sensible person. The Cang Lan Sword Sect will surely give me fair treatment!"
"You are right!" Yun Senhai said, "This is your opportunity. Feel free to boldly return with me to the Cang Lan Sword Sect. I trust our Sect Master, with his ability to distinguish right from wrong, will not trouble you for personal gain. I stake my reputation on it!"
"Is this Elder Yun foolish?" Not only were others amazed, but even Zhang Menglong was stunned. How did this naïve simpleton get to his current position without being taken advantage of long ago?
"If he goes to the Cang Lan Sword Sect with them, he’ll never come out in his lifetime!" other martial artists whispered among themselves.
"So naïve," seeing Zhang Menglong willing to voluntarily head to the Cang Lan Sword Sect, the Sixth Prince even doubted his own ears.
From the earlier display, it was evident that he was no match for Zhang Menglong, and Yun Senhai clearly liked him a lot, much less having the heart to lay a hand on Zhang Menglong. If he were determined to take the inheritance and run, he might really manage to escape with some luck. The entire Haotian Continent is vast; surely, there’s a place for him.
But once he enters the Cang Lan Sword Sect, he won’t have control over his own fate!
"Very well," the Sixth Prince laughed, "Since you are now a member of the Cang Lan Sword Sect, listen to the arrangements of the sect elders. The sect will certainly treat you fairly!"