"The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan!"
"How could that clan be here? What were they plotting?"
Jiang Ding cursed.
Whatever they were plotting was none of his business. If the sky fell, the human powerhouses at the pinnacle of the Fallen Immortal Realm would hold it up. If even they could not, then so be it. He could flee. There was no need to make an unnecessary sacrifice.
One day, when he was strong enough, he and his sword alone would sweep every demon and monster from the Fallen Immortal Realm.
The problem was that he needed time to grow!
He could not draw the gaze of a near-immortal clan like the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan while he was still this weak.
"Still,"
"Come to think of it..."
Jiang Ding's heart leaped. "I wonder just how lovely, how beautiful, how breathtaking the legendary Butterfly Immortal is."
"Her soul, her blood, her bones, her butterfly wings—they must be the finest sword-refining materials. Their power to strengthen and nurture the soul and sword intent would surely far surpass the Grand Pure Divine Iron passed down by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. They would surely suit the cycle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation perfectly, because what the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan does best is build illusory worlds."
"And most importantly, the moment she sees me, she'll surely try to kill me. I won't even have to go looking for her."
"She'll deliver herself right to my door."
"And if not the Butterfly Immortal, an imperial princess of a lesser bloodline would be wonderful too..."
Jiang Ding let his imagination run wild.
But fantasies did not keep him from serious business. He left the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly sealed beneath layer after layer of restraints and vanished. He returned several months