"Junior disciples will definitely follow Lord Saint's orders!"
The two Elders and the disciples said in unison.
Nodding, Ana looked at Zhang Xing and then at the five different dragons. Her originally dim expression gradually brightened.
"Zhang Xing, can Elder Sister ask you for a favor?"
"Elder Sister Ana, you don't have to be so courteous with me. We're a family. If there's anything you need, just tell me. I'll definitely do it!"
Zhang Xing waved his small hand and said generously.
"Hehe!"
Ana laughed crisply. This child was really funny. He was the type of person who could climb to the sky with a rope.
"Then I won't be courteous with you. If Younger Brother becomes a Saint one day, you must take care of the Temple of Light. Don't let outsiders bully them."
"I hope that Younger Brother can grow as fast as possible. Although I don't know your background, I think Younger Brother will definitely become a Saint within a hundred years!"
Clang!
As soon as she finished speaking, the two Elders fell to the ground in fright.
"Become … a Saint …"
They swallowed hard. This was something they wanted to do even in their dreams, but they were also afraid to think about it. They wanted to take that step, but they didn't dare to take it.
In the past two hundred years, the thirteen Elders had deliberately slowed down their cultivation speed. They wanted to drag it out a little longer and did not dare to face the fact that the first two had disappeared.
Although Zhang Xing could reach the fourth step of the True Meaning of Realm and had the hope of becoming a Saint, he did not have the resources or his own forces. It was already the limit for him to be able to grow to the Emperor Realm.
However, with Senior Ana's words, they were even more certain that Zhang Xing's chances of becoming a Saint were … within a hundred years!
Becoming a Saint in eighty years was only eighty-seven years old. Becoming a Saint in sixty years was sixty-seven years old. Becoming a Saint in twenty years … was twenty-seven years old!
They shook their heads hard and threw these insignificant thoughts out. How could it be? It was absolutely impossible.
The more they thought about it, the younger they felt. They actually thought of Zhang Xing becoming a Saint in his twenties. This was too ridiculous.
The eight Paladins behind them all looked at Zhang Xing.
Shock!
Jealousy!
Hostility!
Resentment!
In short, none of them had a good look. At this moment, the weakness of human nature was exposed.
On what basis?
Senior Ana, we are all elites of Temple, the Eight Great Holy Sons, the future successors of the Temple Master, why don't you look at us!?
He was just an outsider. You've already taught him magic and formations. Can't you teach us something as well?
"Sister Ana, please don't worry. Becoming a Saint isn't difficult. I'll do it as soon as possible!"
Zhang Xing smiled faintly and spoke in a relaxed manner.
However, when the eight Saints heard this, the corners of their eyes twitched, and they almost cursed out loud. F * ck, you're talking about early? Aren't you making it sound too easy?
Do you think you're rushing here as early as possible instead of late? You're too good at bragging.
The two elders didn't have the same thoughts as the rest of them who were looking down on them.
At the age of seven, he could easily knock out Leonardo with a single kick. Even if all eight of the Holy Sons worked together, they would not be able to defeat him.
When Zhang Xing reaches their age, will he be able to knock us out with a single kick?
He didn't dare to imagine. His mind was in a mess …
"Haha!
Then Sister will thank you here! "
Ana smiled very happily. If she could not die and live in the Sacred Weapon, she would be able to see her younger brother once every ten years. It would be really delightful.
Just as she thought of this, she suddenly felt her spiritual power grow a little stronger.
Ana was stunned. How could this be?
It had been eight hundred years, and her spiritual power was so weak that it could disappear at any time. Why would it grow when she thought of happy things?
Could it be related to Zhang Xing?
No!
Impossible!