Everlasting Conceited Supreme

"The thirty people that advanced are all present. Aside from obtaining a pill based on your rank, you will also have one more chance to seek guidance from my Holy City of Nine Serenities's clan elders!" Ye Wuying stood at the very front of the plaza and said loudly to everyone.    

    

Just as he finished speaking, four elders walked out from behind him. These four were the Supreme Elders of the Holy City of Nine Serenities, and they were all old. They had stepped into the martial way very early, and their cultivation was unfathomable.    

    

Although this was not a substantial reward, these four elders' cultivation were already at the peak of concealment, just a step away from it. Thus, to be able to obtain the chance to consult them once, for these geniuses, was also an incomparably rare opportunity.    

    

Then, one by one, they orderly went on stage and were distributed to the different elders. Meanwhile, the four elders simultaneously released their star power, forming a radiant barrier around their bodies.    

    

After that, he stepped into the Astral Barrier, and the people in the outside world were unable to hear what he was saying. This was also for the sake of secrecy, otherwise, everyone would be able to hear it, and there would be no need for everyone to only ask once.    

    

Jiang Feng took his turn as an old man with white hair. Like the other three, he was already very old, wearing an ancient robe, and had stepped into the path of cultivating the heart for at least a few hundred years.    

    

So it was you, Jiang Feng's performance, was simply too astonishing. All the Grand Elders had a deep impression of him, and when they looked at Jiang Feng now, their eyes shone with a strange light.    

    

"If there's anything you need to consult, just ask. But remember, you only have one chance!" The white-haired elder looked at Jiang Feng and said slowly.    

    

Jiang Feng laughed, then said: "I do not have any cultivation problems, I need to ask for guidance."    

    

"What?" The white haired old man's calm expression changed, as he looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief: "You don't have any questions regarding cultivation?"    

    

"Yes sir!" Jiang Feng nodded his head, and received the confirmation. The white-haired old man seemed to have heard what was said in disbelief, this chance to ask for guidance in cultivation was extremely rare for these group of young geniuses, and Jiang Feng actually said that he had nothing to ask for?    

    

This was the first time the white-haired old man felt that as an elder of the Holy City of Nine Serenities, he did not receive much attention from others. However, the person who did not pay attention to him was merely a youngster who had walked out with A Tier 3 Empire.    

    

Although this lack of respect was not a form of courtesy, but because of this, the white-haired elder felt even more upset in his heart. It would be better to be choked by a descendant who didn't know what was good for him.    

    

"Junior will not ask about the aspects of cultivation, but there is one thing that I wish to ask for confirmation from the elder." Seeing the change in his opponent's expression, Jiang Feng also felt that it was interesting. Even though he was obviously a little angry, he still had to maintain his demeanor as an elder.    

    

"A family matter?" The white-haired elder muttered to himself before replying in a cold voice, "I will only answer questions regarding cultivation. As for other matters, I will not answer any of them."    

    

The other party's reaction was within Jiang Feng's expectations, following the rules. If it was that easy to answer all questions, it would not be the style of a Ranker.    

    

"What I have asked for confirmation is related to the Holy City of Nine Serenities." Jiang Feng said indifferently with both his hands behind his back.    

    

"Something to do with the Holy City of Nine Serenities?" After the white-haired old man heard what he said, his aged eyes slightly contracted as he looked at Jiang Feng in confusion, "What do you mean?"    

    

I dare to ask, this Sacred Mountain has 72 Mandates and 36 Concepts of Martial Arts, and the one who left them is a strong martial artist. After cultivating in the Sacred Mountain for hundreds of years, the Mandate and the Concept of Martial Arts will be imprinted on the Sacred Mountain. In addition, the aura of martial arts that formed the enchantment was also left behind by this person.    

    

The white haired elder did not know what to do when he first heard it, but then, when Jiang Feng talked about the origin of the martial will on the Sacred Mountain, his expression suddenly changed. The power of 72 different wills and 36 different martial concepts was a top secret of the Holy City of Nine Serenities, and only a few knew about it!    

    

The thing that shocked the white-haired elder the most was that when Jiang Feng mentioned about a ranker, he also mentioned that they had trained in the Sacred Mountain for hundreds of years.    

    

It was the ancestor. Jiang Feng had said that the founder of the Holy City of Nine Serenities was known as the Patriarch Nether. However, ten thousand years ago, the ancestor passed away in meditation.    

    

It was said that before he passed away, he sat cross-legged on the Sacred Mountain for five hundred years, leaving behind the power of martial will and concept of martial arts. He hoped that the later generations would be able to comprehend one or two of these.    

    

When the forefather passed away in meditation, he had only two words to pass on: "Heaven's will."    

    

However, what the white-haired old man did not know was that when Jiang Feng was trying to break through the barrier of Tao techniques, he had heard the Patriarch Nether say this before.    

    

And it was very obvious that those two words, were spoken towards Jiang Feng.    

    

However, in the records of Holy City of Nine Serenities, the two words that the ancestor left behind when he passed away were all due to regret. The road of martial arts was filled with countless dangers, and his lifespan had run out.    

    

At this moment, if Jiang Feng were to tell them that he had spied on the Patriarch Nether, it would definitely cause a sensation. They could not imagine that the later generations were only able to understand the meaning of the two words that their ancestor had said to a youngster countless years later.    

    

"How do you know that?" The white-haired elder suddenly asked, his eyes staring straight at Jiang Feng, his expression agitated.    

    

"Elder, there's no need to ask how I know. I just want to confirm with you. Is there anyone that left a martial will in the Holy Mountain that passed away?" Jiang Feng asked.    

    

If the mysterious person really said that the Sacred Mountain had seventy-two wills and thirty-six concepts of martial dao, then Jiang Feng had swallowed dozens of wills in a single breath. Since that was the case, what more could he devour when he was the next genius participating in the Imperial Assembly?    

    

Furthermore, if this force of will had completely disappeared after it was devoured, then perhaps Jiang Feng wouldn't even need to wait for the next round. This time, when Jiang Feng ascends the Sacred Mountain, he wouldn't encounter the power of will, because the countless Imperial Assembly before this, had already completely devoured the power of will.    

    

"If I'm going to tell you, you need to tell me as well. How do you know all this?" The white-haired old man said.    

    

"Sure." Jiang Feng nodded. The one who left behind these fortuitous encounters in the Sacred Mountain is the creator of our Holy City of Nine Serenities, known as the Patriarch Nether. Ten thousand years ago, the ancestor passed away in meditation, this is something recorded in history, the white-haired old man said solemnly.