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Most sects with four stars or higher only have four types of disciples.
The lowest rank is outer disciple, followed by inner disciple, law enforcement disciple, and the highest rank is true disciple.
Fang Zong robbed a pair of true disciples, so robbing a few law enforcement disciples at this time seems even more low-level, and he can easily cover it up.
But the woman knew perfectly well in her heart—
Disciples of the law enforcement officers must not be insulted!
“Shy Flower, your teacher, like you, also rose from the ranks of a true disciple.”
The woman smiled wryly and said, "True disciples have higher aptitude. Generally speaking, true disciples are far stronger than the other three types of disciples, so after promotion, they will directly become elders in the sect. For example, I am an elder of the closed-loop island."
"Master?"
Xiuhua looked on in surprise, not knowing what the woman was saying.
There are thirteen inner disciples in the Blackwater Palace. In addition to the four swordsmen and four sword attendants, there are five more powerful ones: Dongshui, Xidu, Nanjieshi, and Beihantian. Finally, there is the elusive and mysterious Dianyihong in the middle.
As one of the Four Sword Attendants, even though she ranked last, Xiu Hua had long been able to roam freely in the Blackwater Palace.
"Shy Flower, you don't understand. The reason why inner disciples can act with impunity is firstly because of their own talent and strength, and secondly, like you, because of your master, me, who is your powerful backer. And thirdly..."
The woman said with a bitter expression, "The third reason is that Lady Blackwater is too lazy to bother with you!"
"Lady Blackwater?"
Xiuhua was even more puzzled; she had never heard of this person before.
However, within the Blackwater Palace, one can use 'Blackwater' as their title, something even the sect leader wouldn't do, right?
"Lady Blackwater used to be just an enforcement disciple. She fought fiercely at Linxian Sea, battled at Badou Mountain, slaughtered at Kuangfeng Ridge, and crushed at Yuliu Mountain. Our Blackwater Palace belongs to the evil sect. You, including your master and other true disciples, have also come out of blood and fire, but compared to Lady Blackwater, you are nothing. At her worst, all her meridians were severed, yet she still managed to muster a bit of magic power and unleash a thirteen-mile-long sword aura to annihilate the enemy. Later, she went into seclusion and became an enforcement elder in our Blackwater Palace. Little Xiuhua, haven't you noticed that you true disciples rarely clash with enforcement disciples?"
"That Fang Zong..."
"In short, I can't show up. Fang Zong is just an outer disciple. Robbing a disciple who enforces the law is bullying the strong. Madam Blackwater likes this kind of thing, but if I show up, it would be bullying the weak. Madam Blackwater would definitely not mind coming to my place, cough cough, um, to have a cup of tea."
"I knew Master was the most powerful. Lady Blackwater is also coming here for tea. Why don't you have a chat with her?"
"..."
The woman looked embarrassed, while Xiuhua was still unwilling to give up.
Without his master's intervention, Fang Zong's actions would have provoked public outrage, and in an evil sect like Blackwater Palace, being openly ganged up on would have been a foregone conclusion.
Fang Zong is her master.
If Fang Zong dies, she won't be able to live either.
"Alright, that's enough for now, go!"
With a flick of her sleeve, the woman swept away all the gauze curtains on the ground, leaving Xiuhua standing there dumbfounded.
She looked towards where Fang Zong was, let out a long, frustrated sigh, and like a wild goose, waded back out of the lake.
Coincidentally, Fang Zong had just finished robbing the twentieth law enforcement disciple.
The law enforcement disciple was much wealthier than the outer disciples. He had obtained many fire-attribute treasures, which he was currently consuming and cultivating.
"Master... Fang Zong!"
Xiuhua cried out.
Fang Zong opened his eyes slightly, and within them flickered flames, as if countless stars were shining and shimmering.
"break!"
Exhale and make a sound.
Suddenly, his body crackled and popped, and all his energy dissipated everywhere, finally returning to a single point, embedding itself precisely between his eyebrows.
It's as if the world was born from the space between my eyebrows, giving rise to earth, water, fire, and wind!
It feels somewhat similar to the Earth Fire World, but even more exquisite!
If I had to describe it, the difference between the two is like the difference in picture quality between a black and white television and a holographic projection!
"Superior level of Imperial Path, condensing one's own Dao Crystal!"
Fang Zong's eyes lit up, and he stood up and raised his palm.
His palm was burning with a rose-red flame, the flames sweeping across the surface like a clear mirror.
Looking at my face in the mirror, I noticed a bluish-red crystal with a hint of rose hanging in the center of my forehead, like a teardrop. When I moved my neck, the crystal disappeared.
Xiuhua sighed softly, "Master, your Dao Crystals are incredibly powerful!"
"That's just Dao Crystals."
Fang Zong licked his lips, then couldn't help but shake his head.
When Yu Dao reached the upper level, he condensed his own Dao Crystal, which was the tear-shaped crystal between his eyebrows. He also felt the terrifying energy generated when the crystal returned to his body.
If this energy were to manifest and be used in a direct attack, even in the Great World, he was confident he could completely destroy a radius of five miles!
"but……"
"The highest level of the Imperial Path involves condensing one's own Dao Crystal; the first grade of the Imperial Path involves the Dao Crystal gathering into a seed; only at the peak of the Imperial Path can the seed sprout, and only when the sprout grows into a small Dao Seed tree can one be considered a Dao Spirit Grand Venerable."
It took a massive amount of energy to condense the Dao Crystal, and it required robbing dozens of people to succeed.
What if one were to condense one's own Dao Seed?
How much energy reserves are needed for a Dao seed to grow into a sapling and become a sapling?
Thinking about this made Fang Zong feel incredibly hungry; his eyes were practically glowing green with hunger.
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