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Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 371 - 273: The Zhao Clan Must Have Its Own Dao
Zhao Yi was not stupid.
Upon hearing "Zhao Xuan’s" words, Zhao Yi immediately realized something and frowned, "You want to enter the Demon Dao?"
"It’s not the Demon Dao."
"Zhao Xuan" corrected, "To be precise, it should be the Path of the Demon!"
Zhao Yi frowned deeply, "The Demon Dao is different from the others; the risks are too great..."
Before he could finish, "Zhao Xuan" interrupted him. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
"Zhao Xuan" said gravely, "We have no other choice!"
After speaking, he turned his head and looked toward the distant shore of the Spirit Lake, where the Zhao Clan ancestors were meditating.
"Zhao Xuan" showed a hint of anticipation on his face, "Reincarnation was the right step for us. Whether it’s the power or potential, the Power of Chaos is more than a hundred times that of the True Essence Power."
After saying that, he sighed, "It’s just a pity that the cultivation speed of the Power of Chaos is too slow. We have been soaking in the Spirit Lake for two months, and our cultivation has only reached the fourth level of the Separation and Reunion Realm..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi’s mouth twitched harshly.
Is cultivating to the fourth level of the Separation and Reunion Realm in two months considered slow?
Zhao Yi suspected this great-grandfather was being a humblebrag.
And he had evidence.
Zhao Yi saw that "Zhao Xuan" had a grave expression, not like he was joking, and tentatively asked, "Great-grandfather, how fast can you really cultivate?"
"Zhao Xuan" heard this, folded his arms behind his back, and said proudly, "One realm a day, a king in ten days!"
Whoa!
One realm a day?
Zhao Yi’s jaw nearly hit the ground.
He finally understood why "Zhao Xuan" previously said that the Zhao Clan’s descendants were getting worse with each generation.
Compared to the early ancestors, their talents were indeed lacking.
Of course, among those lacking, Zhao Yi was especially the most useless.
"Zhao Xuan" obviously thought of this as well, looked back at Zhao Yi with disdain, as if looking at a piece of trash.
Damn!
Zhao Yi’s face turned red.
He couldn’t be blamed for his lack of aptitude; blame the emperor!
The empress with her formidable constitution, yet not one of their nine sons was impressive; among them was the odd one, Zhao Yi.
Who was at fault was crystal clear!
Zhao Yi grumbled inwardly and then consoled "Zhao Xuan," "I think great-grandfather, you don’t need to be too anxious. Although the ancestors have cultivated for two months, most of that time was spent healing, so not much time was dedicated to cultivation. With the characteristics of the ’Dragon God Technique,’ just give them a bit more time, and I believe they’ll catch up soon."
"Zhao Xuan" sighed helplessly, "The problem now is, we don’t have that much time!"
"And even if their cultivation returns to their former level, it’s merely for stabilizing military morale and doesn’t alleviate the situation at all."
"If the monster you speak of, transformed by the Buddha being backfired by Buddha’s Great Dao, is as dangerous as you say, I fear only those at the Great Daoist Sage level can have a slim chance of surviving, while others are mere ants."
"For the Zhao Clan to ensure survival for its people, we must have our own Great Daoist Sage, our own Dao."
"The people of the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds have had tens of thousands of years more time than us, and the readily available Dao has long been divided among them."
"If we want to break the stalemate and seize a chance of survival during the unknown catastrophe, we must forge a new path, one that no one has walked or dared to walk!"
After hearing this, Zhao Yi fell silent.
The path "Zhao Xuan" spoke of was something Zhao Yi had been considering as well.
The difference was, "Zhao Xuan" was aiming for the Path of the Demon, while Zhao Yi contemplated the Path of Chaos.
Though the paths differed, both were equally dangerous.
If "Zhao Xuan" failed in entering the demon path, it would be a disaster of no return.
Zhao Yi’s future was no better than "Zhao Xuan’s."
Zhao Yi had witnessed the terror of the Chaos Storm.
The World-Ending Divine Thunder, a rare sight outside, was as common as everyday meals in the chaos.
Even if Zhao Xuan’s entrance into the demon path were to fail, he’d at least leave an intact corpse.
Should Zhao Yi immerse himself in the Path of Chaos, even a slight misstep would lead to the destruction of his Heart Spirit.
Especially after Zhao Yi discovered that the World-Ending Divine Thunder possessed sentience, he felt a bleakness envelop his cultivation path.
The few tribulations the Purple Gold Divine Dragon underwent had caused the World-Ending Divine Thunder to harbor a deep grudge against Zhao Yi.
Though Zhao Yi didn’t know the connection between the World-Ending Divine Thunder and the Path of Chaos, his intuition told him that proving Dao could not avoid the World-Ending Divine Thunder.
It’s no exaggeration to say that Zhao Yi’s choice of the Path of Chaos has already put him halfway through Ghost Gate before even starting.
The two harbored their concerns, unsure of what to say to each other.
After a long while, "Zhao Xuan" softly said, "Though the Little World has shattered, making our environment less comfortable than before, there’s the saying, ’no destruction, no construction.’ Close contact with chaos, though dangerous, might present an opportunity for us."
Zhao Yi nodded in agreement.
The crisis in the Cultivation World has never ceased.
The news of the Ancient Secret Treasure has spread beyond the Cultivation World.
Even without the Nether Tree, the Spirit Realm and the Three Thousand Small Worlds wouldn’t spare the Cultivation World.
If the Zhao Clan, as rulers of the Cultivation World, faced an invasion, they would certainly bear the brunt of it.
After the Little World shattered, even though the Zhao Clan’s ancestors reincarnated their cultivation techniques and wasted a lot of time,
they also gained a chance to touch the Dao Rule.
All Three Thousand Dao began with chaos.
What the Spirit Realm has, chaos has.
What the Spirit Realm doesn’t have, chaos also has.
Being in chaos, the Zhao Clan stands at the entrance of a treasure trove full of thorns.
The next challenge is to consider how to protect themselves while extracting as many treasures as possible.
"Then it’s settled!"
"Zhao Xuan," having found his path, was in high spirits and joked with Zhao Yi, "Old me doesn’t know whether to call you a blessing or a curse!"
"Call you a blessing, yet you almost drove me to madness when you came!"
"Call you a curse, yet by some twist of fate, you’ve introduced me to the Path of the Demon."
After speaking, "Zhao Xuan" laughed heartily, "No wonder they say you’re the Zhao Clan’s once-in-millennium anomaly; even I can’t see through your peculiar luck!"
Zhao Yi, hearing "Zhao Xuan" say this, knew he had made up his mind and couldn’t help but sigh internally.
Zhao Yi wanted to persuade "Zhao Xuan," but when the words reached his lips, he didn’t know how to start.
"Zhao Xuan" was right; this was an opportunity.
Even without the Nether Tree, they’d eventually face extinction at the hands of the sages from the Spirit Realm.
After the Little World crumbled, they gained access to the Dao Rule, giving them a card to play.
The path to seeking the Dao, though nine out of ten lead to death, is no different from the Nether Tree and the sages of the Spirit Realm.
Rather than waiting for death, it’s better to fight to the death.
From the Heaven-Facing Sect period, the Zhao Clan has always faced challenges head-on like this.
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