"A heaven-sent opportunity, this fellow cultivator Radiant Thunder."
"Fellow cultivator Radiant Thunder needs an opponent. He longs for one. And I happen to be a wonderful person who can oblige him... I really am too kind."
Jiang Ding spoke to himself.
Risk?
There was no such thing.
He was invincible across heaven and earth, sweeping aside all opponents of his rank. There was no risk.
"Still, objectively speaking, there is some risk."
"What are the sword cultivators of the Thunder-Yang Heaven Sword Realm like when it comes to professional ethics?"
Jiang Ding fell into thought.
If a sword heir of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion were killed by someone of the same rank, the pavilion would lavish rewards on the victor. Forget the treasures on the heir's body—they would even hand over the Great Sun Flying Sword, with extra rewards besides. It would be a cause for celebration beneath all heaven.
To the Great Sun Sword Lord, it meant a formidable future foe would appear, a delicious source of nourishment. A joyous occasion.
That was how dependable the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's professional standards were!
By comparison, the Thunder-Yang Heaven Sword Realm seemed much stingier. Not only were there no extra rewards, but the victor was merely "allowed to take all treasures except the legacy disciple's bonded flying sword."
Sound generous?
Generous, my ass!
Others might not know sword cultivators, but how could Jiang Ding not know them?
Every last one was dirt poor!
Ninety-nine percent of a sword cultivator's wealth was poured into their bonded flying sword. Take Jiang Ding, for example: all his other treasures combined were worth less than the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword—not even a tenth as much.
And that was only because Jiang Ding's cultivation had been slow and he could not practice the Great