"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Qian, in this great war, among the Thunder Control Sect disciples... there seemed to be none whose military achievements surpassed his, right?" Yuan Zhongyu said with a smile.
"That was because Xiao Hua had good luck, and because our Thunder Control Sect was skilled at teaching disciples!" Qian Mo did not wish to discuss Xiao Hua further. Pointing ahead, he said, "Now, the Thunder Control Sect disciples gathered here, who are far more outstanding than Xiao Hua, are numerous. I believe every one of them can win achievements comparable to Xiao Hua's!"
Yuan Zhongyu and Ji Hong both smiled bitterly. They exchanged another glance, their eyes brimming with bitterness. It seemed that what they had said earlier had been like a chicken talking to a duck—utterly impossible to make clear.
"Furthermore... Fellow Daoist Yuan and Fellow Daoist Ji, Qian does not agree with what you just said!" Qian Mo continued, utterly unconcerned with their looks. "Sword cultivators are merely from the Savage Lands! How could they be mentioned in the same breath as the great sects of our Daoist school? Though sword cultivators held the advantage in the early stages of the war, they only barely seized the initiative. Fighting our Daoist school within the territories of Xi Kingdom and Lian Kingdom, they will surely lack the strength to continue. Their early advantage cannot possibly last easily. Once the various sects of our Three Cultivation Kingdoms truly contend with them, they will absolutely flee at the mere sound of the wind!"
"Ahem, ahem..." Yuan Zhongyu coughed twice, deeply puzzled as to where Qian Mo had gotten such a good feeling. He reminded him, "The sword cultivators destroyed Moqing Cave at the very beginning of the war, and secretly built a great city here without anyone knowing. I