Chapter 1199: Chapter 51: The Strongest Taoist Sect in the World (Part 2)
However, what accompanied it was the idea "those who offend the Sword Sect will be slain even if far away," which after that incident was completely ingrained in the hearts of cultivators across the world, making everyone inwardly take heed when facing sword cultivators of the Sword Sect.
What truly chilled the hearts of cultivators across the world was that during that expedition, not a single cultivator of the Sword Sect’s entire sect voiced any opposition.
The whole sect spoke of war.
Never again would there be another sect like this under the heavens.
...
"But just being willing to risk everything isn’t enough. Would a five-year-old child, no matter how reckless, make a full-grown man tremble?" Wang Daode asked in return.
Mo Yan was taken aback, seemingly gaining some insight, "Master, what do you mean?"
"The Sword Sect has only three thousand people, yet is so domineering that they make sects in the world fear them like a tiger," Wang Daode said leisurely. "In the end, it’s because the Sword Sect is the strongest Taoist Sect on this land of the Human Race."
"The seven great Taoist Sects stand mightily in the world, there must be a strongest, yet the world has never heard of the strongest Taoist Sect because this strongest Taoist Sect is the Sword Sect."
"If any other Taoist Sect possessed such strength, they would vigorously promote this title."
"But the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect have always had only the sword in their eyes, never caring for these empty titles; they neither need nor actively promote them.
As for the other six Taoist Sects, they are even less likely to actively boost the prestige of another sect, which is what led to this situation."
"However, even if it wasn’t publicly proclaimed, everyone is already aware of the Sword Sect’s strength."
"I see..." Mo Yan let out a long breath, feeling immense emotion.
Wang Daode turned around, looking at Mo Yan, his eyes filled with unprecedented emotion, "Our Candle Dragon Hall, from the first-generation ancestor Wang Puxian, has had the greatest goal of leading the Candle Dragon Hall to become a Taoist Sect."
"However, due to various constraints, including the fact that the Taoist Sect positions are full, the suppression from the Great Pure Palace, our lack of strength, and regional disputes...all in all, becoming a Taoist Sect has remained a distant prospect."
He chuckled softly, "But this time, the opportunity has come."
Mo Yan shuddered, immediately understanding Wang Daode’s intention, exclaiming, "Master, are you going to...aid the Central Spirit Domain?!"
"Since the Rinsing Spirit Sect is a sect of the Demon Race, it can no longer be one of our Human Race Taoist Sects, thus a position for a Human Race Taoist Sect is now vacant."
"The Central Spirit Domain is currently missing a Taoist Sect as well."
"Since they’ve chosen to abandon the Central Spirit Domain, if we can support the Central Spirit Domain and repel the Demon Race, our Candle Dragon Hall will become the dominant sect of the Central Spirit Domain."
"The Western Domain’s Mountain Sea Pass may have chosen to abandon the Central Spirit Domain, but our Candle Dragon Hall will not!" Wang Daode’s voice grew more and more fervent.
"Can we really repel the Demon Race?" Mo Yan instinctively asked, "That is an entire domain of the Demon Race; our Candle Dragon Hall might not stand a chance against such power."
"Isn’t there still the Sword Sect?"
"The Sword Sect?"
"The Sword Sect became the strongest Taoist Sect in the world for a reason; if we follow the Sword Sect’s example, even if we don’t become a Taoist Sect, we won’t be wrong!" the old Taoist spoke with a solid tone.
"Moreover..." The old man paused, his gaze flickering, a trace of extremely slight confusion and concern passing through as he mumbled, "I must consider whether this might be our Candle Dragon Hall’s only chance in this lifetime."
It’s been too many years.
They had been treading in place, even taking steps back; the Taoist Sect was right before them, just across the river, yet eternally distant, with no bridge to cross.
Now, a bridge lay in front of them, and even if unsure if this bridge would collapse halfway across, all he could do was bravely forge ahead.
Because, if they missed this bridge, no one knew if there would ever be another.
"As your master, I have already discussed with Zhao Yuding and Yan Hanqing; the three of us will remain in the Western Domain, at Mountain Sea Pass, while the rest will follow the Sword Sect to support the Central Spirit Domain."
"The reason I am telling you this is because our Candle Dragon Hall and the Sword Sect sit one in the Western Domain, one in the Eastern Domain, traditionally without much interaction.
However, as we support the Central Spirit Domain, it will surely be led by the Sword Sect, following their directives, so a connection must be established with them."
"And you have a significant relationship with the Young Sect Leader of the Sword Sect, Lu Qingshan."
"Thus, the task of establishing this connection falls to you."
"Furthermore...." Wang Daode’s voice suddenly halted.
Still lingering in shock, Mo Yan raised his head, bewildered as he looked toward his master.
Only seeing the old Taoist in a blue robe slightly close his eyes, as if in deep contemplation.
The next moment, Wang Daode brought his two fingers together and tremulously brushed across his forehead.
Then, a faint flame mark appeared on his forehead, gradually etched out in golden light.
The golden light gathered, condensed to a point, slowly separating from Wang Daode’s forehead, suspended in the air.
In no time, the golden light dispersed.
A small, grey-black seed, the size of a mung bean, appeared before Mo Yan.
Wang Daode waved his hand, and that black seed floated towards Mo Yan; an instant later, it merged into Mo Yan’s forehead and vanished.
"What is this?" Mo Yan, though puzzled, was not apprehensive.
He knew Wang Daode would not harm him.
"A Fire Seed, the Fire Seed of the Longevity Fire," Wang Daode’s eyes remained slightly closed, not opening, "I’m giving it to you."
"Longevity Fire?!" Mo Yan was astonished.
What cultivator of the Candle Dragon Hall would not know of this fire?
This was the netherfire mastered by the first-generation ancestor, Wang Puxian, ranked among the top three on the Netherfire Ranking, a fire that reached the heavens.
However, when the Longevity Fire vanished with the fall of Ancestor Wang Puxian, it had never again appeared in the world.