Two cultivators.
One old, one young; one a Supreme, one a Dao Integration cultivator; one beyond the Great Thousand World, one within an upper domain. They carried on a neurotic sort of conversation, yet it possessed a bizarre logic.
"Young friend, I am sincerely grateful."
"That's good, then."
Seven Kill Esteemed sighed. "Then I shall place a Seven Kill inheritance within the soul of the next Seven Kill Dao Child, whose path ahead has been severed. Should you win, young friend, and break through that limit, then after this old man dies, the Seven Kill Immortal Palace may become the Running Dogs beneath your command."
"If you find these disciples displeasing, you may slaughter them all. Just do not touch the ancestral tablets."
"You can simply recruit new disciples for the Seven Kill Immortal Palace and train them from scratch."
"You must know that in ancient times, the Supreme of the Seven Kill path and the Supreme of the Northern Dipper path were both battle generals under the Human Emperor, charged solely with slaughter and conquest. Becoming the Running Dogs of a young friend after your breakthrough would still be more than fitting, and would not bring shame upon your fellow Daoists of that time."
Seven Kill Esteemed said kindly.
"Young friend, how does that sound?"
It was as though an elder were patiently instructing a junior. There was none of the savage, blood-soaked stench of slaughter.
"Good!"
"Senior, please do everything in your power to kill this junior!"
Jiang Ding agreed without hesitation, greed blazing in his eyes. "I wish to climb the path to True Immortality. I wish for Eternal Life. My greed is boundless, and I shall never know contentment. Senior, please do everything in your power."
"If Senior is unwilling to do everything in your power,