Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Chapter 2068  Decision

Alex was grateful to the three who came to defend him. He hadn't really thought about what he would do had they not come.

He sensed something and turned around. The figure of Ninerise appeared behind him in a flash of teleportation aura. The young man looked at Alex, and then the situation surrounding him. He wanted to speak, but it seemed it wasn't his time to.

More flashes came and the elders realized this wasn't a safe space to be around. "Let's go somewhere else," Thunderspine said, taking Alex elsewhere.

The many people that surrounded them followed as well.

They arrived in a large hall, the one where the participants were gathered at first. Thunderspine gestured for Alex to sit down, and he did.

Alex sat on a comfortable chair, taking a few deep breaths. His emotions were still in a bit of disarray from the inheritance. His mood was still quite serious and it would take time for him to get back to normal again. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He watched the people that arrived in the hall and their hungry looks toward them. Half of them looked at his sabers, while the other half looked at him.

One wanted the sabers, and the other wanted to know how he got his hands on it. From the outside, they hadn't been able to peer into the secret realm, aside from the occasional insight given to them by the disciples of the Twin Saber sect that were also participating inside.

"Disciple Dawnblade," Thunderspine said in a soft voice, but one that everyone heard. "Congratulations on finding the Sabers. You have done something that hundreds of thousands of other individuals haven't managed to do since the secret realms opened."

"Thank you, sect master," Alex said. "But the truth is I just got lucky."

Thunderspine smiled. He knew more than to trust Alex's words right now. Especially given how great his talent was. "Luck does not diminish the thing you have managed to do today. So be proud."

Alex gave a small smile and nodded. "Sect master Thunderspine," one of the people in the group, wearing pink robes, spoke up. "If you don't mind, we would like to speak with the young man. See if he wishes to sell those Sabers by any chance."

"What's the hurry?" Thunderspine asked and looked at everyone who gathered. Each one of them was in fact dying to learn if Alex was going to sell. "Give me a moment to talk with my disciple. I'll see what he wants to do."

Thunderspine made a motion to grab something from the air, and suddenly all sound in the surroundings disappeared. The sudden silence gave Alex a very eerie feeling.

"How did you find the sabers?" the man asked.

"I burned a painting hanging in the Mind Palace. The sabers were within it," Alex said.

"I see. Do you want to keep the sabers?" Thunderspine asked.

Alex shook his head. "I have no use for the sabers. I'm a sword user, so it's better if I get something else while I can," he said. "Good choice," the man said. "I was going to suggest the same thing. I brought you here for everyone to see you for the same reason. Before they leave this place, they need to know that you do not have the Saber on you anymore. That is most imperative for you to protect yourself from any rogue cultivator that might want to steal them from you."

Alex nodded.

"As long as you understand," the man said. "As for who you want to sell it to, I will let you make the decision."

The man opened his fist, and the sound returned.

"Our disciple is ready for your offer. If you don't mind, you can write down your offer in a talisman and hand it over for him to—"

"Sect master," Alex said quickly, cutting him off. The man turned around. "Yes?" he asked.

"If you don't mind, I have already made my decision," Alex said.

Thunderspine was quite surprised to hear that. "You've made a decision? Did you like someone's offer already?" he asked. Many had shouted out their offers to him before. "You should consider listening to everyone's offer first."

Alex shook his head. "As much as I wish to say so, this treasure does not belong to me," he said. "This is the legacy treasure of Reverend Sixghost, sect master of the Twin Saber sect. As such, I believe it should go to the Twin Saber sect."

Alex's words caused a sudden commotion. Many people spoke over each other, trying to make Alex see straight. Many tried to let Alex know that the Twin Saber sect now was not as influential as it was in the past. It could not give him in return what the other sects or families could.

The white-haired old sect master of the Twin Saber sect looked at Alex, his lips quivering in shock. "Are— are you sure you wish to sell this to us?" he asked.

"Yes," Alex said. "I believe this treasure should return to the Twin Saber sect, instead of being hoarded up in some sect or family's treasure room."

The old man took in deep breaths, calming himself. "I'm grateful that you thought of us, young man. But… the Twin Saber sect cannot purchase this from you. Unfortunately, we do not have this sort of capability."

"The Blue Silk sect will help you, brother Eastwind. Do not hesitate to rely on us," Thunderspine said.

"I won't ask for much," Alex said. "Whatever the Twin Saber sect can afford, I will take it. A weakling like me doesn't need any more than that. Divine treasures and such, those will just be burdensome for me, and I won't be able to make any use of it for a long time anyway."

His words contained half-truths that many saw, but they couldn't understand why he was doing as much. They couldn't see the reason why he wasn't trying to get every single spirit stone he could get from this deal.

Nobody understood that Alex wanted to give back to the sect.

Reverend Sixghost had given him a technique that belonged to a god. It was in essence the technique that helped him stand out. Having received something like that, the two Sabers were of little use to him.

And given what he received from Sixghost, he wanted to pay him back. Since the man was already dead, this was the only way he could see to pay him back. By helping what he helped create.

If he could help elevate Sixghost's sect that had fallen this far, he would consider it as having paid him back.

"Are you sure?" the sect master of the Twin Saber sect asked.

"Absolutely," Alex answered and handed over the two Sabers to the old man. "You deserve to keep them, sect master."

The old man reached out with trembling hands and grabbed the sabers. As soon as he grabbed them, tears filled his eyes.

"Thank you, young man," the old man said in a sentimental tone. "Thank you."