A Sparrow Licking an ox's Ass.

Four hundred and eighty thousand!

This number exploded in their minds like a thunderclap.

A completely unimaginable number. A sword cultivator bearing four hundred and eighty thousand innate flying swords.

Even other sword sects specifically nurturing sword cultivators didn't have four hundred and eighty thousand flying swords!

This damn single person alone could match another entire sect!

Golden Eagle and Tian Lei Ling Jiao's thoughts spun extremely quickly, instantly guessing the identity of the youth in green standing before them.

The last of the three great emperor's seedlings, Chen Xia, who had swallowed three hundred thousand flying swords from the Sword Forest a decade ago!

Golden Eagle thought to himself this was bad, he hadn't expected to provoke such an existence. Chen Xia's talents were known to the entire sect as exceptionally high.

Even the Three Elders had praised Chen Xia more than once, saying that swallowing three hundred thousand flying swords was something even in his dreams he didn't dare imagine, appearing so fantastical in this Great Myriad World.

Yet the Building Mountain Realm's Chen Xia had accomplished it.

The Three Elders had even directly stated that if Chen Xia did not fall halfway, he would surely become a Great Saint in the future!

Just the two words Great Saint were enough to make one shudder upon hearing them.

A Great Saint was an existence able to contend with quasi-Emperors, and could be said to be second only to Emperors. Even Supplementing Heaven Realm supreme beings were like ants before a Great Saint.

As long as Chen Xia did not die, he was almost guaranteed to become a Great Saint, and one with a solid foundation at that. It was possible he could even walk the path of an Emperor, becoming one of the most powerful quasi-Emperors, or even truly attain the rank of Emperor.

Looking down upon the myriad worlds from on high.

How could they not feel a chill down their spines for provoking such an existence.

What's more, the reason for provoking such a top heavenly chosen was simply for dismantling a pavilion.

Wasn't this reason a bit too casual?

Chen Xia yawned, somewhat too lazy to speak with these two people. He pointed at the ruins of the distant pavilion and said,

"I want to see the pavilion restored in three days. That's not asking too much of you, right?"

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all," Golden Eagle hurriedly replied. Restoring a small pavilion in three days was no trouble whatsoever, there might even be time left over.

"Very well," Chen Xia nodded, letting two flying swords follow the two men, acting as supervisors.

He stretched out his fists and laughed,

"I always try to convince people with reason. You don't have any objections, right?"

"None at all, none at all," the two hurriedly nodded.

Chen Xia didn't say anything more. He glanced at the outer sect disciple and asked,

"Is this storage treasure very important to you?"

The outer sect disciple hurriedly nodded, "My father gave it to me. It represents the future leader of our clan!"

Chen Xia nodded, then looked again towards Golden Eagle and the other man, "Return the storage treasure to him. Otherwise if the clan loses its leader, you can go be it instead."

That's not impossible.

Golden Eagle really wanted to reply this way, but looking at the violet-gold little sword, he swallowed his saliva and hurriedly nodded in agreement, also returning the spirit stones.

"Remember you owe me a favor. Although I probably don't need it, you have to remember it."

Chen Xia reminded the outer sect disciple.

These were the rules. If good people really didn't receive any reward, that would be far too unfair.

The outer sect disciple hurriedly nodded in agreement, even kowtowing vigorously towards Chen Xia several times, the joy and excitement visible on his face.

Chen Xia took a step and flashed away.

Now in the outer sect disciple area, he could just swagger about. Even some elders couldn't beat him anymore.

To reliably defeat Chen Xia, one probably needed a Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer or higher cultivator.

Any lower level cultivators who came would face only one outcome, crushed to death by three hundred thousand sword intents.

Only Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer cultivators who had truly comprehended a shred of the Great Dao truths could be said to be able to steadily suppress Chen Xia.

After all, the Great Dao truths were far too invincible, perfect for defeating cultivators at lower realms.

But there wasn't a single Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer elder in the outer sect disciple area, because any Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer cultivators had gone to the inner sect areas. Who would still remain in this godforsaken place?

Moreover, even if you reached Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer, would you really dare attack Chen Xia?

The words top heavenly chosen, Emperor seedling weren't just for fun.

First, not mentioning Chen Xia had the support of the Quasi-Saint realm Old Fisherman.

Speaking purely of contests between the two sides, would you as a mere Regressing Sea Realm 5-layer really dare kill a top heavenly talent, an Emperor's seedling?

You wouldn't dare kill him, and it wouldn't be easy to kill him either.

Afterwards, it was possible Chen Xia would also reach Regressing Sea Realm in a thousand years.

But Regressing Sea Realm Emperor seedlings did dare to kill other Regressing Sea Realm cultivators.

At most they would be berated twice by the sect's top figures, without even any punishments.

If Chen Xia endured for a time until reaching Supplementing Heaven Realm before acting, then the sect wouldn't even berate him.

If he could endure even longer until reaching Quasi-Saint or Saint realm, that would be terrible. The sect's top figures would be holding thumbs up to praise the beautifully executed killing, saying it should have been done long ago.

If he reached Great Saint or Quasi-Emperor realm, then the sect wouldn't even need Chen Xia to ask. They would take the initiative to kill that Regressing Sea Realm cultivator, even holding up the severed head to show Chen Xia.

This was simply might makes right, the way of things in any place.

Moreover, peerless talent could also be considered a type of might.

So now a bizarre phenomenon had appeared. Those who couldn't beat Chen Xia really couldn't beat him, while those who could were mostly too afraid to make a move.

That Chen Xia could serve as life-extending medicine for Emperors was something known only to a few Quasi-Saint and higher level figures.

If they knew, they would be even more afraid to make a move, after all if they damaged the top-grade medicinal ingredient, they would have to make the medicine in its place.

Therefore Chen Xia was truly invincible in every way in the outer sect area.

Those who could beat him didn't dare, and those who couldn't need not try.

Thus invincibility was achieved.

Gradually, Chen Xia had also become the leader of the outer sect disciples. When the outer sect disciples chatted, they would often mention Chen Xia.

"I realized Chen Xia's potential was the greatest decades ago. Now looking again, it's indeed so. Not only defeating Imperial Capital, now he even dares fight formal disciples."

"If this momentum keeps up, wouldn't even the petty elders have to avoid Chen Xia in the future?"

"It should be so. After all he's a true top heavenly chosen, even suppressing Imperial Capital and Qiu Li. In the future, even inner sect elders would have to bow their heads when seeing him!"

This was originally just idle chat between cultivators, not really saying anything in particular, perhaps only slightly exaggerated.

But with hundreds of people chatting for years, it was no longer a simple exaggeration.

Today, Chen Xia was sitting in his cave residence refining medicines.

Big Yellow Dog anxiously rushed in, barking at Chen Xia,

"Chen Xia, I heard yesterday the Sect Master knelt and begged you not to leave, saying Blue Sky Sword Sea couldn't lose you, just like Western Paradise couldn't lose Buddha!"

Chen Xia's pill furnace exploded. He stared at Big Yellow Dog for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"This really is a sparrow pecking at a bull's balls..."

"Sparrow pecking bull's balls."

OK OK, stayed decent today.

Good night good night.

The cold jokes were a bit lacking, could everyone provide some?