Cultivators Should Be Like This

As the many Demon Kings of the Kirin Clan sighed and discussed among themselves,

the Demon Kings of the Baxia Tribe hesitated, torn by indecision.

Not a trace remained of the Baxia Tribe's former domineering ferocity and arrogance that looked down upon all beneath heaven!

Lin Xuankong merely watched the Baxia Tribe Leader with an unchanged expression.

Several breaths later,

the grim-faced Baxia Tribe Leader met Lin Xuankong's gaze.

At last, he let out a long, heavy breath and spoke with some difficulty:

"Mr. Mu's methods and talents are truly astonishing. My Baxia Tribe admits defeat. We admit it completely!"

As he spoke, the Baxia Tribe Leader felt both immense shame and boundless frustration.

He secretly thought, If my bloodline talent from my second awakening had not been sealed by the Old Clan Leader of the Kirin Clan's Kirin True Word, I might still have found a way to contend with this Mr. Mu, and perhaps even had a chance to kill him. Yet now, the Old Clan Leader of the Kirin Clan will never undo the seal of the Kirin True Word. I fear I will only have a chance to wash away today's humiliation of the Baxia Tribe after ten years!

Ten years was so brief for the lifespan of a peak Demon King that it could practically be ignored!

All he needed was to lie low for ten years. Once his strength had fully recovered, he would no longer need to endure this. Everything he and the Baxia Tribe had lost today would be repaid by this human race man a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

However,

how could this Baxia Tribe Leader have known that, with Lin Xuankong's unique Old and Vigorous talent, his cultivation speed would only grow faster as time passed?

Ten years—

for ordinary human