Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Guan Tiemian made a long sigh and said, “Ju Jincui, you have done a terrible thing… To be honest, I have lived so many years, and I have seen so many people, but really, you are the most foolish man I have ever seen! I can’t believe you still overestimate yourself. Thank you, Ju, for opening my eyes! Anything is possible as long as you live long enough to see it. So true!”
Master Guan’s sneering tone deeply humiliated Master Ju. Master Ju nearly killed himself for it. “You…”
“We haven’t shown him our true power, but we have shown him our experience and wit of an old man. That is the reason why he respects us, but it doesn’t mean he trusts us! Do you understand?” Master Song shook his head and said, “What is respect? And what is trust? Ju Jincui, use your stupid brain and think about it! Think it through!”
Master Ju widely opened his eyes and nearly died because of anger.
“If you still don’t understand, why don’t you try to look at things in his position. Imagine if you are a young man. Will you trust the men who are only in Divinity Origin Stage or the old men who wouldn’t show him their true power? Do you understand now?” Master Guan half-closed his eyes and asked.
Master Ju raised up one hand and said, “Come on, don’t push me. I know I was wrong. Okay? I want our young men to have a bright future as much as you do… I made a mistake… That is all…”
“A f*cking mistake! You are selfish!” Master Guan looked pretty angry. “You are trying to get some positions for the lads in your clan… You old bastard! You think we don’t know, huh? We surely know! Who doesn’t? You wanted to play a good game over us, and you failed! You deserve it! You know what? Well done! Now you have almost blocked the young generation’s way to the bright future! You failed, and you ruined our men too! You old f*cking bastard!”
Master Ju was so upset. The other two old men kept scolding him, and his heart was full of regret.
“Good. Now your plan has successfully pushed him to build his own team with his own people!” Master Song made a sigh and said, “How are we going to make him give up the idea?”
Master Guan made a sigh and said, “Give up? How? Will you give it up if you were him?”
The two old men stopped talking for a while.
Master Ju suddenly lit up his eyes and said, “If we suddenly encountered the attack from some powerful enemies… That will make him understand that his own men are not powerful enough to protect this organization… We will seize the opportunity to let our men…”
“You idiot! F*cking shut up! Bring up one more stupid idea again and I will drown you in a sh*t hole! Are you trying to expose us all?” Master Guan and Master Song both shouted angrily!
“Well…” Master Ju stopped talking.
“Now that things have changed so much, what are we going to do?” Master Guan and Master Song started to make new plans.
“Should we ask some capable ones of our young generation to come out and pledge loyalty to the Monarch’s Hall? With enough time, we can earn the young man’s trust. We don’t have the chance to get to the point by one step now, so we should take it step by step. After all, it is the beginning of the Monarch’s Hall. There is still time to earn his trust!”
“I agree with you… but the ancestors are not going to say yes.”
“Ah…”
“Ye Clan let the young man come out without any support… They want him to get well trained in the real world. If we show our true power too early, we are helping him too much to get to the top of his life… How is he going to grow?”
“That is the problem… Gosh!”
“Well, now…”
…
The three old men were all so upset and worried. They had been working so hard on finding a solution. Each of them seemed to have had more wrinkles on their foreheads. The next day, everything they had been discussing during the night became meaningless.
The reason was simple.
The Monarch’s Hall had new rules.
The Monarch’s Hall was built by the Monarch. Ye Xiao was the Monarch who lived in the Limitless Ocean of the Human Realm Upon Heavens!
The Xiao Monarch!
Laughing upon all heroes in the world!
Under the Monarch, there were five Overlords.
The positions of the five Overlords were empty.
Under the five Overlords, there were One Blade, Two Warriors, Seven Stars, and Twelve Divine Stands!
One Blade, the Blade of Protection, was Qiu Luo.
The Two Warriors were the Dark Evil Spirit and Bai Long.
The Seven Stars would be selected from the men who were in the Monarch’s Hall.
The Twelve Divine Stands were the twelve leaders of the twelve units in the Department of Battle!
All these people had to reach the Saint Origin Stage in one year after the new staff system!
Whoever didn’t reach the Saint Origin Stage would be replaced by more capable men.
There was no exception.
The Monarch’s Hall would fight against the enemies together when the enemies came to attack. While they were in a peaceful time, contests should be held every month. The more contests a man won, the more likely he would become one of the soul figures!
…
The three old men were all shocked.
Bu Xiangfeng, Meng Youjiang, and his wife all paid extra attention to the title of the five Overlords.
Qiu Luo, the Dark Evil Spirit, and Bai Long were all hesitant to accept the titles.
The three of them were all good cultivators, but they were not the best among all.
They were roughly at the average level among the people who were recruited to the Monarch’s Hall.
Now, Ye Xiao decisively put the three of them in three of the most important positions!
That was going to drive them crazy!
They could feel the others staring at them with desire and hostility.
‘If I beat Qiu Luo, I’ll become the One Blade!’
‘If I knock down the Dark Evil Spirit or Bai Long, I’ll become one of the Two Warriors!’
‘If I…’
They did not even try to disguise the greed in their eyes. It was freaking the three men out.
‘Holy hell…’
They were truly painful in the heart at the moment.
‘Master trusts us, so he gives us three important positions. I know. I understand. I am grateful. But… I have to be powerful enough to keep myself in the position!’
‘Well, we… The three of us… Look at these people… They are fierce… Are we really going to keep our positions?’
The three men were so anxious and worried.
In one month, the first contest would be held!
