Two cultivators.
One old, one young; one a Supreme, the other a Dao Integration cultivator; one outside the great world, the other within an Upper Domain. They carried on a conversation that sounded unhinged, yet followed a strange logic.
"Young friend, my gratitude is sincere."
"That's good."
Seven-Kill Supreme sighed. "Then I shall place a Seven Killings inheritance in the soul of Seven-Kill Daoist Heir, whose road ahead has been cut off. If you win and break through that limit, then after my death, Seven-Kill Immortal Palace can become your pack of hounds."
"If you find those disciples displeasing, slaughter them all. Just leave the ancestral tablets alone."
"You can recruit new disciples for Seven-Kill Immortal Palace and train them from the beginning."
"You should know that in ancient times, the Supremes of the Seven Killings path and the Big Dipper University path were both war generals under the Human Emperor, charged with killing. We would be more than fit to serve as your hounds after your breakthrough. We would not bring you shame."
Seven-Kill Supreme spoke kindly.
"Will that do, young friend?"
He sounded like an elder patiently instructing a younger member of the family. There was no hint of the bloody storm such words ought to have stirred.
"Yes!"
"Senior, please do everything in your power to kill me!"
Jiang Ding agreed at once, greed in his voice. "I want to climb the road to becoming a true immortal. I want to live forever. My greed knows no end, and I will never be satisfied. Senior, please hold nothing back."
"If you refuse to give it your all, then in the future..."
Great Sun Sword Heir looked deeply at the Supreme.
Great Sun Sword Heir was civilized and just. He would not actually speak many cruel, savage words