At this moment, the Xu Clan swordsman's mind was completely filled with thoughts of how to persuade his old friend. He had no intention of establishing a power, responding listlessly, "I'm still young, there's no hurry to form a power. That can wait for later."
"I think you should start planning now. In terms of cultivation, you have already firmly planted yourself in the Fierce Realm, and your sword intent is far sharper than ordinary; in terms of status, you are a legitimate descendant of a saintly bloodline; and in terms of fame, you are one of the Four Little Saints of our age, wielding the Emperor's Void Phoenix Divine Sword. As long as you choose a sacred mountain and call out to establish a Sword Sect, followers will surely flock to you. What do you think?"
