"I had planned to put this matter off until after forming my core, when I had sufficient confidence before going to the Hundred Herbs Sect! But now that there was a war with the sword cultivators! I certainly wasn't afraid, but Eldest Senior Brother was right—one need not fear ten thousand possibilities, only the one that came true. If something happened to me while fighting the sword cultivators, wouldn't my master's great vengeance go unavenged? My cultivation is now closing in on Golden Core Mid-stage. Facing Jiang Jiantong alone would absolutely pose no problem, but I fear being surrounded by Hundred Herbs Sect disciples, with Huanghua Ridge's formation added to the mix! The Hundred Herbs Sect has occupied Shang Hua Ming for decades now; they have likely long since altered its formations. Back then, Shang Hua Ming's formation could not be broken even by Foundation Establishment cultivators when controlled by three Qi Refining disciples. With the Hundred Herbs Sect reinforcing it and Foundation Establishment cultivators presiding over it, I fear I still won't be able to force my way in easily!"
"Then killing Jiang Jiantong will be somewhat difficult!" Xiao Hua pondered secretly as he flew. "Actually... the person who troubles me most is Senior Sister! This is probably one reason why I have never dared face the Hundred Herbs Sect!"
"Ah, Senior Sister, I wonder how you are doing in the Hundred Herbs Sect? Now that you have established your foundation, you should not have to endure too much, right? Once your junior brother kills Jiang Jiantong and Jiang Fan and avenges Master, I will place Shang Hua Ming in your hands! Let Shang Hua Ming flourish once more, let Shang Hua Ming shake the Xiaoyu Continent with its name!"
As he thought of this, Xiao Hua's blood boiled.