"Isn't it weird that the Flaming Blade Sect allowed the other forces to enroach on the territory of their own?"
"Isn't it obvious? The Corporal Realm had just newly formed and has many danger. To them, rather than endangering their own sect disciples, it is better to allows the disciples of other forces to enter and then they can gather the informations regarding the Corporal Realm together."
"Our Dark Moon Palace is a sect that focuses in the path of Yin and sword. The Corporal Realm may be a realm of fire, something that is a complete opposite of our sect. However only by tempering your sword against the extreme heat will you be able to temper your will." An elder leading the disciples of the Dark Moon Palace spoke, his voice cold like the artic amidst the crowd of Dark Moon Palace's disciples.
"This time, our Beast Celestial Sect only brought those with a fire attribute beast companion. Remember Corporal Realm will be a great place for you to train your beasts." A female elder of the Beast Celestial Sect said calmly. Behind her, an elegant crimson roc stood proudly.
"This is a good time for all of you idiots to temper your body! Remember! If any of you die, I be sure to kill all of you!" A muscular elder of the Everground Temple spoke in a booming voice. His shirtless and stout body stood looming over the disciples of the Everground Temple, revealing his bulging muscles.
The Flaming Blade Sect, the Dark Moon Palace, the Beast Celestial Sect and the Everground Temple.
All four of the Four Great Forces of the Profound Spirit Continent had gathered.
The Dark Moon Palace disciples wore a dark robe with the insignia of a moon shrouded in mist on their backs.
The Flaming Blade Sect wore a crimson robe with embroidery of a dragon.
The Beast Celestial Sect's disciples wore a dark purple robe.
The uniform of the Everground Temple is golden in colour, revealing their muscular chest for men while the women are the complete opposite. The uniforms for the women are designed to be less revealing, but suitable for fighting.
Each forces forming their own group and surrounding the forces of the four strongest sects are practicioners from smaller sects and clans. A few rouge cultivators had also present, forming their own alliances.
The atmosphere is tense.
After all, inside the Corporal Realm considering that the spatial realm inside hasn't fully developed well, the chances of them being teleported randomly is high.
To those without any backing, this only means a certain death.
Naturally many are nervous.
Except for one person of course.
Liu Yang is laying lazily amidst the disciples of the Flaming Blade Sect, much to their discomfort.
Gold Lotus is laying amidst them, they should feel happy.
This can be a good chance for them to form a good relationship.
But seeing his lazy apprentice laying on the lazy chair while enjoying pastries and tea, none of them has the heart to disturb him. He even has an Alchemy Apprentice standing beside him while holding an umbrella and waving a fan to cool him off.
For the people of the other Four Great Forces, they can't help but envy the disciples of the Flaming Blade Sect.
To be able to get so close to a formidable figure like Liu Yang, just how great can that be?
The person in question, acts like nothing is weird with his action.
Liu Yang looks up to the sky, his eyes suddenly gleams in golden light underneath his blindfold. To the others who are present, they are seeing a pair of golden lights gleaming amidst the dark mist that is covering his face where his eyes should be.
Amidst the crowd of rouge cultivators, a youth clad in white sat down while hugging a sheathed sword. The sword and the sheath is completely white in colour, and although the sword is sheathed, it still exudes a freezing cold sword aura.
"Remember, no matter how many treasures we get inside, be sure to give them to the group so that we can fairly divide them among us."
"What if we are teleported to a random places inside the Corporal Realm.?"
"Then we try to survive as long as we can while searching for other team members."
Of course, these are all empty promises.
They are all rouge cultivators.
For various reasons, they had chosen not to join any sects or forces. Some because of their lack of talent, too prideful, wanting to be free and a few are because they are too unlucki in life and had awakened their spiritual root too late.
Overall, compare to cultivators raised in sects or any factions, these cultivators' relationships for one another are merely companions with benefits. Their alliances and promises are shallow, and just a slight push is enough for them to break out of the alliance they had formed.
The world of cultivation is cruel.
And the world of cultivation for rouge cultivators are even crueler.
Backstabbing, scheming and death from betrayal are common and these matters are more common amongst rouge cultivators.
After all, without a good backing it is indeed hard to survive.
Bai Lin ignores the discussion.
These cultivators also ignores him. At least they've tried to.
A few moments ago, a few rouge cultivators had wanted to brings the young man to their alliance but before they could even spoke, their bodies was cut off to pieces.
In all of this, Bai Lin remains staring at their remains in disdains and indifferent, completely cold to the lives he had just took.
As Bai Lin is meditating he can't help but opened his eyes. His sword aura flared, his sword flying out of it's sheath in a blinding speed.
A cold white light flies through the air, cutting everything on it's path.
The sword is like an ice dragon, flying through the air with great might and elegant speed.
What followed soon after was the sound of a glass breaking.
Bai Lin's left hand that holding the sheath of the sword is stretched. The sword fell right into it's sheath.
The youth in white snorted, walking away.
Liu Yang let out a chuckle, leaning back lazily.
With a simple wave, a gourd of wine is pulled out of his spatial dimension.
Grabbing the now empty cup of tea, he stretched his hand to Zhen Guan, "Refill the glass for me, a generous amount. Things are about to get a lot more interesting."
Zhen Guan did as he was told, opening the gourd and pouring the content for Liu Yang.
Although he had been told that he shouldn't serve any form of alcohol to the young Alchemy Master by Jun Yanfu, he could tell that the wine is of the cheap quality.
It can barely considered a wine. Just a beverage that has the taste aroma of a wine without any effects that could make someone drunk.
Liu Yang's head tilted, the hot sensation pouring into throat like flowing river.
The cup is placed on the round table with a thud.
"The sun is shining brightly upon us," Liu Yang chuckle, underneath the black mist, a grin slowly making it's way to his face.
The youth in black looks down, his hair cascading down like curtain and hiding his face.
His eyes gleams, looking up to see Bai Lin's departing figure.
"Rather than being bothered with the opening of the Corporal Realm, it's better to enjoy the presence of an ethereal beauty with our tongue burning in passion."
A laughter escaped the Alchemist's mouth as he ran his hand down his hair. His eyes gleams in a mysterious light.
So beautiful
Such a exquisite sword art
So simple, and yet devastatingly elegant
So domineering and yet so tyrannical
He craves it....
To see it broken under his blade
So much so that he wants to see them squirming in defeat underneath him.
It's been so long.
It's been so long ever since he met an equal.
"Zhen Guan, have you ever been interested in cultivating other paths?" Liu Yang asks, turning to the young Alchemist."
Zhen Guan bowed and humbly said, "This little one doesn't have the talent necessary to comprehend any other paths."
Liu Yang chuckled, "Talent, is nothing but a chain placed on us by the heavens."
"However, what exactly is a talent? This is something that many has tried to figure out."
"Some experrs of the Body Pillar will claim that the body holds the greatest potential. With a strong and good quality constitution, your potential in tempering the fleshly body will also be limitless."
"Experts of the Spiritual Pillar will snorted in disdain. To them, clearly the Spiritual Root holds the greatest potential. With a good quality Spiritual Root, the speed of cultivation will be faster."
"Then when stated these words to masters of the Soul Pillars, they will wrote all of these statements on a piece of paper and use it to wipe their ass. To them, the soul is what makes one a true talent. So what if your body quality is good? As you continue to temper your body and your journey of cultivation to the Great Dao, more hidden internal injuries will accumulate."
"So what if your Spiritual Root is of the highest grade, as your cultivation increase, your cultivation speed will decrease."
"However, with a powerful soul your comprehension speed will also increase. With a powerful soul, comprehending laws is only in the matters of days. With a powerful soul, mastering any intents is possible."
"The soul is what connected all living beings to the heaven and the earth, the soul has the imprints of your body, and the soul is where your innate talent is located.
"But what many of these experts have forgotten, is that all of these three pillars are what connected their Existence to the Heavenly Dao."
"By cultivating all Three Pillars, cultivators are able to improve their cultivation."
"Cultivation is an acts of defying the heavens, absorbing Spiritual Qi of the world to strengthen their Existence."
"There are seven realms of the Mortal Steps, Body Tempering, Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Core Condensation, Nascent Soul, Spiritual Transformation and lastly Dao Pedestal Realm."
"As cultivator breakthrough each realms, they will be able to shed their mortality and become an Imperial. By then, they are finally broke through to the Imperial Realms."
"However, cultivation is never just about refining the Qi, tempering the body nor is it about purifying the soul."
"The Dao is the way, the path the universe had set in order to create the balance of the cosmos."
"Cultivators ponders the Dao, comprehending the way of the universe, mastering the myriad laws of the heavens and the earth."
"There are over 3,000 Dao. However, which Dao is superior and inferior compare to others?"
"This is where the Three Pillars are connected."
"With a strong enough soul, our comprehension in any path will be easier, so does that means that the Soul Pillar is superior compared to the other two Pillars?"
"But without a strong enough body, how can your flesh contains such a strong so? Without a strong enough essence how can you ultilize the laws you've comprehended to perfection?"
"The answer is simple, all Three Pillars are equal, a complete balance."
"But here is where another problem rise, if all three pillars are of equal balance, then what is the best way to go against the heaven?"
"Isn't cultivation itself is the path to defy the heaven?"
"Is it the body pillar? The container of both the essence and soul?"
"Is it the Spiritual Pillar? The root that determines the speed of almost all cultivators?"
"Or is it the Soul Pillar? The imprint of what makes a person, themselves?"
"The answer is simple, that is the Dao Heart "
Fate is the greatest mockery to us cultivators,
Talent is nothing but chains placed upon us by the heavens above,
And time is the eternal enemy of us all.
"How can us mortals goes against the tide fate? After all our fate had been determine the moment we were born?"
"How can we survive in this world when our talent are lacking?"
"How can we fight against the cruel passing of time when it is eternal, cruel and indifferent to all living beings?"
"The answer is simple, that is the willpower to survive against it all."
"A strong will means a strong Dao Heart."
"Even when going against the tide of fate, with a strong Dao Heart we will only laughed as we fought everything the world thrown at us."
"Talent? Even when lacking one, as long as we continue to persevere, there will come a day where we will rise above all."
"What is the cruel merciless flow of time, against the will to persevere against everything?"