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Chapter 766 - 752: Worry of the Ancestral Court, Frankly Speaking! (Seek Subscription! 5/8) _1

Chapter 766: Chapter 752: Worry of the Ancestral Court, Frankly Speaking! (Seek Subscription! 5/8) _1

{Seeking subscriptions, recommendations, and monthly votes!} In the ancient palace deep within the Border Wasteland Ancestral Court.

Venerable Minghe, the Grand Elder of the Ancestral Court, Elder Shi, and another elderly man sat facing each other, their faces tinged with worry.

"The crisis of the human race is inevitable, but recently, the fortune of our Border Wasteland has become increasingly murky. Even when I, as Elder, try to communicate with the fortune of the Border Wasteland through the Wild Cauldron, I still can’t dispel the filth enveloping our fortune. Even the rising trend of our tribe’s fortune is under the threat of being severed."

Venerable Minghe revealed a trace of fatigue on his face, as if the continuous communication with the Wild Cauldron, a divine artifact that suppresses the Border Wasteland’s fortune, greatly depleted his energy.

"It seems as if something is obscuring our fortune from the shadows, or perhaps my power is too weak, that even when communicating with the Wild Cauldron, I struggle to see through the fog."

Venerable Minghe had unwillingness in his eyes, but he was helpless. The fortune above the Border Wasteland City that belonged to the Human Race was now being covered by a layer of black mist, which even ordinary warriors could perceive.

"Minghe, you shouldn’t be worried about this. You were originally the Grand Elder of our Border Wasteland Ancestral Court. You’ve only been administering affairs for the entire Border Wasteland Human Tribe because the position of court master was vacant. But since you’re not the rightful court master, it’s only natural that your communication with the Wild Cauldron is muddled. Fortunately, the new court master is about to arrive. He possesses the Imperial Command of the Eastern Wasteland Human Emperor Palace and will surely be able to communicate perfectly with the Wild Cauldron, thereby probing the situation of our Border Wasteland Human Land with it."

Elder Shi tried to comfort him. His face was equally weary, as the situation in the Border Wasteland was deteriorating each day, putting tremendous pressure on them.

"I always feel that something strange is going on." The old man’s eyes glimmered with an indescribable look.

"In recent days, I’ve examined the records left by our ancestors in the Ancestral Court. The obscuring of fortunes is a sign of a great disaster, but I feel that it’s not as simple as it seems."

Immediately, Venerable Minghe turned his gaze toward the old man in the hall and asked, "Supreme Jiao, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

A Supreme, not only among the Humans, but also among the Hundred Clans of Heaven, refers to those warriors whose strength equals the Eighth Level of the Towering Realm. The old man in the hall was indeed a strong one.

Feeling the faint decay emanating from him, one could understand that Supreme Jiao was a formidable figure who had fallen into a slumber in a certain era, a part of the foundation of the Border Wasteland.

In fact, Supreme Jiao, apart from the old ancestor who is still fast asleep deep within the Border Wasteland Ancestral Court, is the strongest among all the slumbering warriors. Among the sleeping strong ones in the Ancestral Court, only Supreme Jiao reached the Eighth Stage of the Towering Realm.

Besides him, there were about ten warriors of the seventh stage of the Towering Realm, and the rest were in the sixth stage. The total strength of the Border Wasteland Human Tribe was only comparable to that of a Legendary Marquis Department. You could clearly see how weak the Border Wasteland was compared to ten thousand years ago.

"The other races have always been wily and scheming. They aim to destroy our Human Race. Although many great battles have left our Border Wasteland barren over ten thousand years, and few races have shown interest in us during this time, this also shows that if the other races attempt to penetrate our Border Wasteland, it would serve as an excellent breach. We must be prepared!"

Awakened from his sealed Blood Stone, Supreme Jiao had learned about everything in the Border Wasteland. This crisis was much greater than any war from ten thousand years ago. He too, had a worried look in his eyes.

This was not fear, but worry for the future of the Border Wasteland. They had chosen to seal themselves in the Blood Stones, disregarding their lives, just so that they could awaken at a certain moment to resist disaster and protect the Land of the Human Clan!

"The continuous wars over tens of thousands of years have severed our Border Wasteland’s fortune. Now that it has finally started to recover after countless ages, if it were to be severed again by the other races, our Border Wasteland might sink into catastrophe!"

In the Great Hall, the three men looked at each other and fell silent.

"Hmm!" After what seemed like an eternity, Venerable Minghe finally awoke. His eyes sparkled, and he said, "Supreme Jiao, you wanted to meet the most exceptional talent in our Border Wasteland, didn’t you? That young fellow is here!"

"He’s the Xiao Chen you mentioned?" Upon hearing this, Supreme Jiao instantly released his spiritual will.

At this moment, under the Ancestral Court’s Sacred Fire Tower, Xiao Chen was moving along the winding stone corridor. There were hurried figures everywhere in the Ancestral Court, constantly passing by him. Contrary to the tranquility outside the Ancestral Court, it was definitely more tense inside, indicating that everyone was preparing fervently.

The Sacred Fire Hall was the place where Xiao Chen had discussions with venerables from other tribes the last few times he came to the Ancestral Court. It stood behind the Sacred Fire Shrine, therefore, Xiao Chen had to walk around the Sacred Fire Shrine to reach the hall.

As he rounded a corner, Xiao Chen stopped abruptly because he felt a spiritual will passing over him. This spiritual will was extremely stealthy and fast, sweeping across him in a flash. If it weren’t for his sharp spirit, he wouldn’t have noticed it at all.

Presently, Xiao Chen’s spiritual will was also ahead of his Combat Qi cultivation by a step. He was not far from reaching the perfect state of the Seventh Heavenly Realm. Over the past few years, fuelled by various spirit fruits and Spirit Medicines for the soul, and with the application of the Soul Revitalization Technique, he could easily refine them.

Xiao Chen’s heart stirred at this realization. Truly, the Ancestral Court was not reckoned the most formidable power in the Border Wasteland for nothing. It was indeed a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The fleeting spiritual will he had just sensed was wholly unfamiliar to him. Moreover, the strength of its owner was unfathomable, and must indeed be a great deal more than his own.

"What a sharp perception!" exclaimed Supreme Jiao, from the depths of the Ancestral Court’s Great Hall. Surprise still lingering in his eyes, he was taken aback that Xiao Chen had detected his spiritual will from just a fleeting sweep.

"In truth, a great name does not come without genuine skill. It is no wonder that both of you spoke so highly of him. But in reality, he is even more formidable than what you two have claimed!"

Inside the Ancestral Court, Xiao Chen paused for a moment. Afterwards, comprehension flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward, not toward the direction of the Sacred Fire Shrine, but toward the depths of the Ancestral Court.

"Junior Xiao Chen pays his respects to the Grand Elder, Elder Shi, and other seniors!"

A moment later, Xiao Chen appeared inside the ancient hall and bowed with a cupped-fist salute. Looking at the three elderly men sitting in front of him, he could not help guessing that the one who had swept his spiritual will over him was the senior he did not know in this hall.

"Xiao Chen, you are quite fast. The clan leaders of several other major tribes have not yet arrived. But in just three years, your strength has progressed significantly, surpassing even us old folks!"

Upon seeing Xiao Chen, Elder Shi laughed and commented. He was impressed with Xiao Chen’s persistent rapid progress in cultivation, which was a clear indication that Xiao Chen had not yet reached his talent limit.

There were various tiers of geniuses. While some had profound strength and cultivation due to years of accumulation, genuine geniuses did not know their limits when it came to advancement, and Xiao Chen belonged to the latter category in his eyes.

"This is Supreme Jiao, a veteran powerhouse of our Border Wasteland Region. Not long ago, he was awakened from his deep slumber," Elder Shi introduced the other elderly man to Xiao Chen.

"Junior Xiao Chen pays his respects to Supreme Jiao!" Xiao Chen then respectfully saluted the old man.

"Good. When I awoke, I heard that all of the Border Wasteland was singing your praises, Xiao Chen. Your peerless combat strength has shaken the Border Wasteland. More importantly, you possess the qualification to be king," Supreme Jiao scanned Xiao Chen with his eyes. Though aged, his voice did not contain a trace of hoarseness.

"Young man, can you tell me what grade of Martial Arts Tower you managed to condense when you advanced to the Towering Realm?" Supreme Jiao diverted his question and asked, fixating his gaze firmly on Xiao Chen.

Suddenly, Venerable Minghe, who was about to speak, swallowed his words and turned his gaze to Xiao Chen.

Back when Xiao Chen had advanced to the Towering Realm, it was said that he had forged a Seventh Grade Martial Arts Tower. Now that these years had passed, his strength had soared drastically, and he was able to enter the realm of the Great Venerables while still under the age of thirty. He was acclaimed as having the qualifications of a king.

Because throughout the ages, most supreme kings had ascended to the Great Venerable and higher ranks before the age of thirty. The Great Venerable Realm was just the most basic realm that a future king needed to reach in his age of under thirty.

If one had crossed the threshold of the age of thirty and only then entered the Great Venerable Realm, it meant that the warrior’s talent was significantly inferior, which was reflected in the grade of the Martial Arts Tower they had forged. Being able to enter the Great Venerable Realm at the age of thirty meant that this warrior had most likely forged a Ninth Grade, Perfect Martial Arts Tower.

Forging a Ninth Grade Martial Arts Tower represented a warrior’s talent. The most direct manifestation of it was the age at which they ascended to the Great Venerable Realm!

If one could become a Great Venerable before the age of thirty, they would be unrivalled among their peers, have the opportunity to achieve perfection in the Ninth Heavenly Floor, and even have the chance to pursue the elusive realm of the supreme king.

In reality, when Xiao Chen previously ascended to the realm of the Great Venerables, many warriors in the Border Wasteland had speculated that the grade of the Martial Arts Tower Xiao Chen forged must not correspond to the information he released.

However, since the Martial Arts Tower was hidden inside a warrior’s Circulating Heaven Qi Sea, unless the warrior voluntarily demonstrated their Qi Sea, others would have a hard time perceiving it. As Xiao Chen was famous throughout the Border Wasteland, even many warriors would not be his opponent, so these speculations could only be kept to themselves.

Now, Xiao Chen had risen again to the realm of the Great Venerables in just three years. Today, when Supreme Jiao asked, it was also expressing the doubts that were in the hearts of Venerable Minghe and Elder Shi.

"The Ninth Grade!"

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