This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1089 - 509: Cultivate, Then Toy With! (Part 3)

Now that the great tribulation has ended, the Xuanyuan Sword has leapt to become a top-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

In the future, Xuanyuan only awaits his return, merging into Infinite Merit, perhaps there's a slim chance it can be cultivated into a Merit Treasure.

"It's quite sharp."

Chiyou marveled at the Xuanyuan Sword.

He could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within the sword, and the sharp aura that could sever everything.

He was certain that this Treasure Sword could truly cut him down.

"How about it? Are you scared now?"

Xuanyuan looked sternly at the nearby Chiyou and said.

"Afraid? I, a warrior of the Jiuli... *cough cough* fight against heaven and earth without fear; would I be scared of this?"

Upon hearing this, Chiyou raised his eyebrows and sneered disdainfully.

"Heads may fall, but it's just a scar the size of a bowl!"

"In the next Epoch, you'll still be a great man!"

Chiyou's martial arts talent was high, and his cultivation achievements were also effective, but his mouth was the hardest part!

This was a conclusion Xuanyuan reached during his interactions with Chiyou.

"If you're not afraid, then get lost as far as you can."

Xuanyuan put away the Holy Dao Sword in his hand, his originally stern expression softening.

Chiyou was startled.

He looked up and down at Xuanyuan in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe he was so easily released.

He tentatively asked, "Little Xuan, are you really planning to let me go?"

"What 'Little Xuan'? Show some respect!"

Xuanyuan raised his chin slightly and snorted coldly: "You're not even willing to call me 'Common Lord' now!"

"Such disrespect!"

"Heh, you're really full of yourself!" Chiyou widened his eyes slightly and turned his head to the side.

Clearly unwilling to admit the fact of his defeat.

Xuanyuan got off his chariot, approached Chiyou, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Alright, hurry up and leave!"

"You stubborn fellow refuse to surrender or join me, what can I do besides let you go? I certainly can't really chop you down, can I?"

"You were personally chosen by Earth Emperor Shennong as a candidate for Human Emperor. Your martial arts talent is outstanding, rivaling even the past Heavenly Emperor Fu Xi. Given time, proving Dao through martial arts is not a big issue."

"I would be mad to sever an arm of the Human Clan! If I truly did that, wouldn't the Ten Thousand Races laugh at us? How could our Human Clan establish itself in the Primordial then?"

This transformation in Human Dao, despite involving Immortal Gods and variables like Jiang Chen intervening.

Ultimately was a dispute among candidates for Human Emperor.

Though Chiyou failed, this doesn't overshadow his accomplishments.

He remains a great sage of the Human Race.

His name will inevitably be inscribed in history books to be revered by posterity.

As an outstanding leader in wielding arms and warfare for the Human Race, he has a bigger role in the future!

Chiyou grinned.

In an admiring tone, he said:

"That's indeed the logic, seems you're more sensible than I imagined."

This appeared to praise Xuanyuan but actually praised himself as well.

Chiyou's mind certainly wasn't just muscle.

This was an important conclusion Xuanyuan reached after interacting with him.

Xuanyuan glanced at the proud Chiyou and continued: "Although you refuse to join me, becoming part of my future Emperor System."

"I still plan to, in future exercise authority, appoint you as General, making you the War God of the Human Race, and indeed the entire Human Dao."

"If you agree, I also consider making your image into a military flag to inspire Human Race youngsters to battle across all directions, expanding territory."

Inadvertently, Xuanyuan's Holy Dao Sword flashed a cold gleam, slightly squinting Chiyou's crimson eyes.

"It's a good thing, seems I have no reason to disagree."

Chiyou ignored the blatant threat.

He spread his hands in a casual tone and said.

With no doubt, this suggestion was the best outcome.

Not only could it preserve his life, but also continue to serve the Human Clan, realizing his value.

More importantly, Xuanyuan could use his influence to gather the hearts of Jiuli, Eastern Yi, and other groups, laying a solid foundation for the unification of the Human Race.

This fellow not only possesses great strength, but also meticulous thoughts.

Losing to him is not a shame.

Of course, Xuanyuan's ability to rally people was exceptional!

Chiyou subconsciously glanced behind Xuanyuan.

Only to see those Immortals of Chan Sect still maintaining that easygoing demeanor.

As if the earth-shaking battle just now was unrelated to them.

"All for the Human Race! I support your ideas."

Chiyou pondered, survival was the best scenario.

Maybe the causality of Chaos Demon God could transform through him.

Xuanyuan put away the Divine Sword, a confident and heroic smile reappeared on his face:

"All for the Human Race."

The rain continued to fall.

Only, it had lessened a lot.

Chiyou looked at Xuanyuan and said:

"Alright, I should leave as well."

"Just don't return to Jiuli, then reform old ranks, you can go anywhere else." Xuanyuan said carelessly.

He returned the Tiger Soul Knife to Chiyou.

"Human Clan Ancestral Land, Witch Clan Ancestral Land, Ten Thousand Worlds… you can go anywhere."

Chiyou shook his head, revealing a bitter smile: "No, I have to visit Taixu Heaven, to see Lady Nuwa."

"Perhaps I should also head to the Mystic Sect to meet the Three Pure Ones."

"Who said our new venture failed again!"

"Our?"

Xuanyuan's expression shifted, thoughtfully looking at Chiyou, and the steadfast expressions of the eighty-one brothers behind him despite their injuries.

"Yes, ours."

Chiyou deeply sighed, looking at the Tiger Soul Demon Blade in his hand, a tone filled with indescribable regret and unwillingness.

"You may not know, but I bear many responsibilities."

"Even if you sparing me now, without the nod from those high Saint figures, I can't survive in the Primordial."

"Relics of the old era can't truly board the new era's ship."

Before Xuanyuan could ask more, this iron-blooded man who just shouted "All for the Human Race" turned and disappeared in the vast rain.

"I strive to live until your merits are perfected and you ascend Taishan's seal."

"Farewell, Daoist Xuanyuan."

His silhouette was so lonely, yet so heroic.

Xuanyuan watched Chiyou's departing figure, silent for long.

He murmured towards the direction Chiyou left:

"Daoist Chiyou, good luck!"

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