"So you were also like me in the past, a useless person?"
This statement made the old fisherman pause for a long time. He looked at Chen Xia several times in succession before slowly nodding.
"Yes."
He quickly added.
"But a person can't be useless forever. One needs to work hard and find one's own broad path, instead of giving up on oneself like you do, or even cultivating devious ways."
Chen Xia was silent. After a while, he sighed softly, "I'll try my best."
"Um." The old fisherman didn't console him any more but nodded, "You should also think about it carefully. As your master, I really hope that you can reach the peak of cultivation and become a quasi - saint."
"After all, when I fished you out, I knew that your achievements would never be low."
This was the first time the old fisherman referred to himself as "master".
Chen Xia looked up. His expression seemed a bit moved, and his voice trembled a little, "Your disciple is not talented. I have really troubled you."
"It's all right." The old fisherman waved his hand and sighed, "As your master, my time is running out. I know that there is no hope for me to step on the Emperor's Road, so I can only rely on you young people."
"Really?" Chen Xia asked in shock, thinking to himself that it was really great.
"Um." The old fisherman nodded faintly, "I probably have about thirty thousand years of lifespan left. Don't worry. As your master, I will surely be able to see the day when you reach the peak."
No, you won't. I'm going to accelerate your lifespan.
Chen Xia thought this in his heart, but said with a moved look on his face, "It's your disciple's incompetence that I can't prolong your lifespan. If I could exchange one hundred years of my lifespan for twenty years of yours, it would be worth it!"
A kind and gentle light shone in the old fisherman's eyes. Looking at Chen Xia, he nodded slightly and said softly.
"Silly child, really a silly child."
The scene between the master and the disciple was rather warm.
Chen Xia didn't speak. He wanted to see who would be the silly one in the end.
The old fisherman didn't stay long. After leaving the white - jade futon, he left. Finally, he also instructed Chen Xia not to cultivate the "Burning - Blood - Soul - Annihilation Method".
Naturally, Chen Xia nodded in agreement, planning to accelerate the old fisherman's thirty - thousand - year lifespan five years later.
The master and the disciple had their own ulterior motives.
Chen Xia began to cultivate the "Giant - Turtle - Breath Technique". The "Giant - Turtle - Breath Technique" was a Mahayana mental method, which could support cultivation up to the Mahayana peak at most.
If one starts cultivating from the Nascent Soul realm, it will take three hundred years, on the condition of sacrificing five hundred years of lifespan.
This naturally didn't matter to Chen Xia.
He just needed to cultivate.
At the same time, the spiritual energy provided by the small world was also endless and increasing.
Just two years ago, a person at the mid - Golden - Elixir level had appeared in the small world, providing Chen Xia with a considerable amount of spiritual energy resources.
Moreover, an idol of Chen Xia was now being enshrined in the small world. Perhaps he could use the small world as the place for his second divine thought to descend in the future.
But it couldn't be rushed at present.
The most urgent task was still to strengthen himself and then escape from this Heaven - Sword Sea.
Judging from the old fisherman's words, he really didn't want Chen Xia's Taoist heart to be damaged. Instead, he hoped that Chen Xia could cultivate quickly.
So Chen Xia definitely couldn't be too obedient to the old fisherman's wishes.
Of course, being too slovenly was also not okay. What if the old fisherman thought Chen Xia was too useless and directly abandoned him?
He now had to balance these two aspects well. He could be slovenly, but not too slovenly. He had to give the old fisherman some hope.
Only in this way could he slowly hold on, then cut twenty years of the old fisherman's lifespan every five years, add some to himself, and look for an opportunity to escape.
The old fisherman returned to the far end of the sword tip. With a wave of his hand, he directly brought the black - robed figure in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"Keep an eye on Chen Xia's actions, but don't disturb him."
"Yes." The black - robed figure nodded, and his figure disappeared.
The old fisherman narrowed his eyes. Things related to Chen Xia must not go wrong. Soon it would be the next great era, and Chen Xia must become a quasi - saint.
Even faster than the other two Great Emperor seedlings.
Because Chen Xia only needed to reach the quasi - saint level.
The other two Great Emperor seedlings were not in a hurry. They were truly going to participate in the great - era competition.
But of course they didn't know at present and were still plotting against Chen Xia.
Now the preparatory disciples were divided into two factions. Chen Xia, who was left alone, was extremely conspicuous. If it was an ordinary - qualified ancient - species left, it would be okay.
But Chen Xia was a Great Emperor seedling, and he was a Human - Race from the lower world. Naturally, he couldn't get along with these strange - looking races.
So Chen Xia would naturally be noticed by these preparatory disciples, and even be somewhat hostile.
Now the two Great Emperor seedlings had two options.
One was to recruit Chen Xia into their own camp. The advantage of this method was that two Great Emperor seedlings could be gathered together to directly suppress the remaining one.
The disadvantage was that in the end, they still had to compete with each other. In fact, there was no real change.
So the second method was better.
Directly suppress Chen Xia, who had no power. Not to say suppressing him until he had no fighting spirit at all, at least weakening his competitiveness a little. At least not allowing Chen Xia to compete for the position of Sword Son in the Heaven - Sword Sea.
In the spacious cave.
A figure with two horns on its head and heavy bones hanging from its shoulders opened its red eyes, full of terrifying姘旀伅from ancient times, making people shudder.
"Is there any news about Chen Xia's realm and supernatural powers?"
A Jiaolong ancient - species below lowered its head, "There is not much news. He is from the lower world and there is no other information about him in the Great Heavens at all."
The red eyes of the figure glanced at this ancient Jiaolong - species, stretched out a slender finger covered with scales, pointed at the center of the Jiaolong - species' brow, and asked rhetorically.
"Couldn't you just go and try it yourself?"
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Jiaolong - species. Not daring to look up, it hurriedly explained, "But... but he is a Great Emperor seedling after all. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of not being able to defeat him, right?" After finishing this sentence, the red eyes of the figure emitted a terrifying majestic light, completely freezing the surrounding air. His tone was extremely cold as he then questioned.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
The body of the Jiaolong - species trembled. It only felt that it was difficult to even breathe, and didn't know how to reply.
The origin of this lord was extremely terrifying. He was the Holy Son of the ancient God Race. When he was born, he caused the Great Dao to resonate!
The God Race expected him to become a Great Emperor, so they directly named him with a "Di" character, called Di Du!
It was said that he entered the Heaven - Sword Sea in order to obtain the position of Sword Son, acquire the Emperor's method of the Heaven - Sword Sea, and then integrate it with his own God Race's Emperor's method to create the present - day dual - emperor method.
This kind of person with a saint as a foundation, the Jiaolong - species really didn't dare to offend. At present, it didn't dare to say a word and could only tremble.
Di Du looked at this Jiaolong - species a bit irritably. If it were outside, he would have killed it casually, and no one would dare to say no.
But now it was in the Heaven - Sword Sea, and this Jiaolong - species was a preparatory disciple of the Heaven - Sword Sea. After all, it occupied a quota.
If he killed it randomly, he would also be punished.
Di Du closed his red eyes and said.
"Let the Three - Thousand - Flame - Feather - Crows go. It is a Supreme - species. It should be able to find out something."
Now he urgently needed all kinds of information about Chen Xia. An enemy that one didn't understand was the most terrifying. As long as he knew Chen Xia's supernatural powers and means, he would naturally have a way to deal with it.
This was his confidence and also the foundation of the entire ancient God Race!