Martial Soul: Be a Saint

Thinking about it now, it was like a dream. Jia Yi could not help but sigh.    

Seventy years ago, the young and infuriated him committed a heinous crime. Luckily, he met Wu Tianzong and saved his life.    

Later on, he realized that the person sitting in front of him had once been the same as him. The greed in his heart had almost destroyed his entire clan.    

In the end, he found out that the circumstances of the two were practically the same, and that they had met the demon, Wu Hao.    

The trajectory of their lives had greatly changed from then on.    

He turned around and realized that he was just a frog in the well.    

So that little bit of greed in their dreams was nothing at all.    

After so many years, they finally understood one thing. One must have lofty ambitions, and one could not just blindly look at the scene before them.    

Tian Chi Sect needed to develop, so he absolutely could not focus on the immediate benefits, but needed to focus on the long term instead.    

Jia Yi drank a mouthful of spirit tea, then stood up from the stone bench and turned to look at the lakewater.    

Under the gentle breeze, ripples appeared on the surface of the lake, causing the originally calm surface of the lake to appear magnificent.    

If one were to compare the surface of the lake to the current Tian Chi Sect, then the Tian Chi Sect may seem calm.    

First, the suppression from the five clans.    

Secondly, there was the coveting of those who wanted it.    

Frowning, Jia Yi took another sip of the spirit tea cup, and without looking back at Wu Tianzong who was seated on the stone table, he replied: "Uncle Zong, what's there to be nostalgic about in the past, we should look forward to it even more. Look at the lake's surface, it's just like the current Tian Chi Sect. We've developed too fast, we need to suppress it a bit! "    

Wu Tianzong looked at his back, and was startled for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "What do you mean?"    

I faintly feel that something is about to happen. I remember your nephew, Wu Hao, once said that cultivators can fight against the heavens and see through the secrets of heaven. I have a strong and accurate premonition that something is about to happen to our Tian Chi Sect! Jia Yi looked at the vast lake surface of the heavenly lake and slowly replied.    

"You mean …"    

Hearing that, Wu Tianzong immediately frowned.    

"Thirty years have passed, and it has already been so many years since Wu Hao and the rest entered the ancient tomb, adding the information we have received, the Five Great Families have lost close to a hundred of their elites under Jun Yueting's arrangement, I think that they will not be able to hold it in any longer!" Jia Yi slowly replied to him.    

"They …"    

When they were mentioned, Wu Tianzong's calm expression suddenly became serious.    

Although the current Tian Chi Sect was very powerful, but compared to them, she was like an ant trying to shake an elephant.    

After all, whether it was the Tianwu Academy or the Five Great Clans, both had more than a thousand years of history, and they only had a few dozen years of history.    

Thirty odd years ago, Wu Hao and the rest of the people from the five families entered the ancient tomb together with the members of the five families, and in the end, the Five Great Families escaped.    

This matter, though, was almost never mentioned again.    

However, the whereabouts of Wu Hao and the others were unknown, which was an indisputable fact.    

Moreover, in these few years, the matter of the ancient tomb had always been stuck in the middle. If they pushed this responsibility to the Tian Chi Sect, the consequences would be unimaginable.