In the tea room of Yuzhang City's Sword Committee, two people with half their bodies buried in the ground were sitting together drinking tea. Guhan recognized one of them. He was Yuzhang City's Sword Tower's Pavilion Master, Cloudy Sword Immortal Liu Lei.
The other person was the chairman of Yuzhang City's Sword Committee. He was also an Immortal Sword Tier sword wielder, Sword Immortal Baiju Wudao.
These two were the only two Immortal Sword Tier sword wielder left in Yuzhang City. They were also the most powerful people in Yuzhang City.
"Old Man Liu, what do you think about this matter?" Sword Immortal Baiju Wudao took a sip of tea and spoke first.
"Are you talking about the Royal Seed or the Wuzhang Shifang?" Liu Lei asked with a twitch of his mouth.
"Isn't that the same thing?" Ju Wudao smacked his lips.
"Of course they're two different things. A prince's matter is a prince's matter, while Wu Zhangfang's matter is Wu Zhangfang's matter." Liu Lei was displeased. "We naturally have to treat Wu Zhangfang with the best tea and wine.
But we can't just give up on the Royal Seed. It's a treasure unearthed from our Plum Ridge Mine. Does Yanjing City want to send a Sword Immortal to take it away?
That's too easy. "
"Alright then. You'll go and get the Royal Seed back. Also, send the Wuzhang Shifang out of the country. I'll leave everything to you. How about it?"
"I'm not going …" Liu Lei shrunk his neck. "If we're going, we'll go together. I can't beat him. I'm just an old bag of bones. I still want to live a few more years. Is it easy to live to my age?"
"Haha, that's right. That Wuzhang Shifang is young and strong. The two of us old bones have to work together to deal with him. It's really shameful." When Ju Wudao said this, his face looked very miserable.
Ju Wudao looked like an old man with a bitter life. Coupled with the bitter smile on his face, he looked even more miserable. It was almost like he was crying at a funeral.
"You can't say that. We're all pillars of humanity. How can we really fight? We're just learning from each other. We won't hurt each other." Liu Lei tried to comfort himself.
"Old Man Liu, I've already ordered the people in the Plum Ridge Mine to give up on the Royal Seed. Hao Tian Jiandi is also old. It's said that the sword essence in his body is constantly declining. I'm afraid he's only a few years away from ascending to immortality. With the Royal Seed, he might be able to hold on for a few more years. This is a good thing for humanity." "That's right.
That old man Hao Tian still needs to hold on for a few more years. Otherwise, when only Long Shi Jiandi is left, I'm afraid it'll be the most dangerous time for humanity in the last 600 years … The last time we had only one Jiandi was left was 600 years ago. I didn't expect that our generation would encounter such a f * cked up era. "Liu Lei spoke very lightly, but the expression on his face was very serious.
"Hmph, let's not talk about Sword Emperors. Just take Sword Immortals for example. Including us two old men, there are 18 of them. Although it doesn't look like the lowest number in history, in fact, seven out of the 18 old men who are over 80 years old are old men.
There are twelve who are above seventy years old, and there are only six sword immortals who can be used for more than twenty years. "
"According to my calculation, if we don't count the newly ascended Sword Immortals, after five or six years at most, there will only be 14 of these 18 people left. And after another ten years, I'm afraid there won't even be 10 Sword Immortals.
At that time, not only will we have to experience the lowest number of Jiandi, we will also have to experience the lowest number of Sword Immortals. "
"10 …" Liu Lei's hand trembled as he poured the tea. "Your joke is not funny at all … After ten years, there will always be descendants who will become Sword Immortals. The old will replace the new, isn't that always the case?"
"Humph, among the current Spirit Sword Level sword bearers, if three of them can be promoted in ten years, I'll have to thank Lord Kenzu. Last year, I went to participate in the big gathering of Spirit Sword Level. What kind of trash are they? For them to be able to be promoted to Spirit Sword Level, they really have eight lifetimes of good luck … What kind of things are they … trash … Eight out of ten are trash." At this point, Ju Wudao's expression was not anger, but sorrow, deep sorrow.
"That won't happen, Old Bai. You're thinking too much. How can the future be seen clearly in a single gathering? You've only seen him once, and you're already making an arbitrary judgment that he won't be able to become an immortal sword wielder?
"Let me tell you, back then, Gu Jin Jiandi … No, at that time, he was still Sword Immortal Gu Jin, and I was just a small Famous Sword Level sword bearer.
That time, when I was fighting outside the city, I met a Nether Level Yuan Kou.
Oh my god, I was so scared that I peed my pants. Fortunately, at that time, Sword Immortal Gu Jin happened to pass by and killed that Yuan Kou with one sword strike. "
"Think about it, meeting a Sword Immortal is such a rare thing.
So, I shamelessly went up to ask Sword Immortal Gu Jin if I had the qualifications to become a Spirit Sword Level sword bearer. In the end, guess what he said, Sword Immortal Gu Jin shook his head desperately and very disdainfully told me that it was impossible for me to become a Spirit Sword Level sword bearer.
In the end, I'm now an Immortal Sword Level sword bearer. Even Sword Immortal Gu Jin has times when he makes a mistake. "
"Is that so?
How come I've never heard of this story from you? "
Ju Wudao stared at a certain someone with a puzzled look. A certain someone waved his hand. "How can I say such a shameful thing?"
What Ju Wudao didn't know was that this was actually a modified version of another story that Liu Lei often told. In the other version, the first half of the story was the same as what Liu Lei said at this time. Only the last sentence was different. In the other version, Sword Immortal Gu Jin said, "It's impossible for you to become a Spirit Sword Level sword bearer in this lifetime, but there's still hope for you to become an Immortal Sword Level sword bearer."
"Forget it, I really don't know much about the Spirit Sword Level sword bearers in other base cities, so I won't say anything. But for the few Spirit Sword Level sword bearers in our Yuzhang City, the two of us know them very well. Tell me, who among them is likely to become an Immortal Sword Level sword bearer and take over the position of us two old men?" Ju Wudao asked.
"There are many. There are four or five of them. Their sword elements have exceeded one million quarks. It's only a matter of time before they become Immortal Sword Level …" Liu Lei was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by Ju Wudao.
"Old Man Liu, I'm discussing this topic with you very seriously now. This concerns the future of our Yuzhang City.
In 10 years at most, us two old men will be done for. When that time comes, we'll have to rely on those little guys to support us. Please answer my questions seriously. Don't joke with me. "Ju Wudao slammed the table heavily.
"Pfft … You know the answer to this question better than I do. Why are you still asking me?"
Liu Lei saw Ju Wudao's serious look and could only answer helplessly. "I admit that if it weren't for some dumb luck, among those little guys, only Hu Xiao could advance further. Unless a miracle happens, the others won't be able to become Immortal Sword Level."
Although he admitted this point, Liu Lei still added unwillingly, "Although the Spirit Sword Level isn't very useful, there are three little guys at the Famed Sword Level that I have high hopes for. I know two at the Treasure Sword Level, and they're not bad either.
Oh, right, there's also an Ancient Sword Level kid. Tsk tsk, with his muscles and willpower, I think it's possible for him to become an Emperor Sword Level. "
"Ancient Sword Level?
There's still a chance for him to become an Emperor Sword Level? "
Ju Wudao sneered. "You old man, since when did you care about the Ancient Sword Level kid? You even said he could become an Emperor Sword Level kid. Do you think you're Bai Xiao Jiandi?"
Bai Xiao Jiandi was a Jiandi who was famous for his judgment. It was said that one day, he came to an Ancient Sword Level freshman class to inspect. After talking to 30 students one by one, he wrote a note for each of them. On the note, some wrote ancient swords, some wrote treasured swords, and some wrote Famed Swords and Spiritual Swords. There was even a student who wrote Emperor Sword on his note.
The others did not understand, so they asked Bai Xiao Jiandi what was written on the note. Bai Xiao Jiandi smiled and said that they would understand after 40 years.
Indeed, after 40 years, people finally confirmed the meaning of Bai Xiao Jiandi's note.
It turned out that what was written on the note was the sword-wielder's level at the time of their deaths. There were 30 people, and there was not a single mistake. Bai Xiao Jiandi had said all of them correctly, including the Ancient Sword Level sword-wielder who had written Jiandi. He was the person who came later and Jiandi.
From then on, people were completely convinced by Bai Xiao Jiandi's judgment. Ju Wudao used Bai Xiao Jiandi to mock Liu Lei.
"I'm telling the truth … That little guy does give me a feeling, a feeling similar to a bureaucrat." Liu Lei forced himself to be a bureaucrat.
"Hmph, even if what you said is true, and that kid can really become Jiandi, that will happen in 30 years at the earliest.
When the two of us die, what will happen to Yuzhang City in the next 10 years?
Will it be supported by Hu Xiao alone? "
"Old Bai, you've been beating around the bush with me for so long. What are you trying to say?"
Liu Lei felt that something was wrong. Ju Wudao was not a person who liked to complain. On the contrary, he was a person who liked to keep his troubles to himself.
He suddenly said so much about Yuzhang City having no successor. He must be hiding something from him. What was he trying to say?
"Did you just realize it?
Old man Liu, you're really old. If it were 10 years ago, you would have noticed that something was wrong. "
Ju Wudao smiled bitterly. He took out a letter from his dimensional pocket and handed it to Liu Lei. "What I want to say is in the letter. Read it yourself."
"Letter?
Old Bai, when did you become interested in this kind of antique? "
Liu Lei took the envelope jokingly. Since entering the electronic age, almost no one used paper letters to communicate. It was fine if they were in the same city, but where could they find a postman to deliver letters between base cities?
However, Liu Lei's smile only lasted until he opened the envelope. It took him 10 minutes to read the entire letter and then he sat back in his seat in a daze.
"No wonder he had to use this antique letter paper. If the contents of this letter were to be intercepted by someone with ulterior motives, then the letter writer would be done for. Isn't he a little too bold?" Liu Lei muttered to himself.
"Old man Liu, you've read the letter. I think you've also guessed why I said that Yuzhang City has no successor.
What do you think about what is written in the letter? Or rather, what do you think we should do? "
"We …" Liu Lei wanted to say something, but suddenly, their personal terminals rang at the same time.
"What? Medusa appeared in the Plum Ridge Mine and has already fought with the Heaven Gathering Cloud Sword!"
The two of them looked at each other when they received this shocking news. Liu Lei took the lead and said, "We have to deal with this matter. It just so happens that I want to meet this Ten Directions Sword Immortal."
"No, you're the Sword Pavilion Master. This matter is of great importance. You can't go!" Ju Wudao waved his hand. "This time, I'll do it myself."