Eternal Reverence-Chapter 793: Elder Nomination

Chapter 793: Elder Nomination

Translator: jinzeffect

The meteor only had an instant of splendor. The sun’s splendor might be long and lasting, but there would be a moment when it would be extinguished. Only the splendor itself didn’t have any limitations and end.

After opening his eyes, Li Fuchen’s body was covered in splendor sword intent. At this moment, Li Fuchen was like the sun that was emitting massive qi presence and no one could look at him directly.

“This is the splendor sword dao!”

The Emotionless Sword Emperor narrowed his eyes. He had once seen the splendor sword dao in the Sword World.

In order to create a top rate sword dao, the intent must be deep enough. The intent of the splendor sword dao was naturally deep and it took reference to the glorious radiance.

However, the Emotionless Sword Emperor felt weird. Li Fuchen’s Sword Sea Horizon was obviously a stronger sword dao, but why didn’t Li Fuchen use it?

“1st rank on both Sword Emperor Rankings and Great Emperor Rankings. There is no one else that is a match for him under the saints.” The Scarlet Fire Sword Emperor was convinced.

The Wind Chasing Sword Emperor nodded, “The Sword Emperor and the Sword Sovereign are already so insane, but Li Fuchen is even more insane. He rose up to the top from nobody. For thousands of years, no one like him has ever appeared in the Saint Spirit Continent.”

1st place in the Swordsmen Tournament, defeating the Sword Sovereign, defeating the Sword Emperor, rising up to 1st rank on the Great Emperor Rankings… In everyone’s eyes, Li Fuchen had created a legend step by step. It was fine when he did nothing, but when he did something, it was bound to shock the world.

“You won. From now on, you shall have the title of Sword Emperor.” The Sword Emperor Mo Hen was very straightforward.

Li Fuchen shook his head, “I don’t need it.”

He didn’t care about any titles. Strength would be the same with or without titles.

On the Emperor Sky Continent, Li Fuchen’s title of Sword Emperor was also given by others. The others might acknowledge it, but he didn’t mind it. Of course, he wouldn’t resist it as it didn’t matter if others addressed him with the title or not.

The Mystic Deep Sword Saint and the two other sword saints had been observing secretly. The Hundred Flower Sword Saint said, “I didn’t think that we nearly made a wrong judgment. This child’s sword dao talent is something I have never seen before. He is definitely not inferior to the Guild Master.”

The Swordsmen Guild Master was a rare prodigy in the Deep Blue Plane. If Li Fuchen wasn’t inferior to the Guild Master, it meant that he might be superior to the Guild Master. The Hundred Flower Sword Saint gave a great evaluation. It was imaginable how much of an impact Li Fuchen gave to the trio.

Of course, sword dao talent was still sword dao talent, it didn’t fix down his future achievements.

After becoming a saint, the most important factor wasn’t talent, but fated opportunities.

With heaven-defying fate, it would be hard for you not to become a dictator in the universe. Without great fate, even if you had overwhelming talent, it would be impossible to become the dictator of the universe.

The Mystic Deep Sword Saint said, “It doesn’t matter what this child’s future fate will be, he wouldn’t have any problem becoming a high-level saint. I feel that it is time to rope him in.”

The Tiger Fang Sword Saint asked, “How should we rope him in?”

“Let him become an elder of the Swordsmen Guild.”

“Our words will not count.” The Tiger Fang Sword Saint hesitated a little, “The elders of the Swordsmen Guild are always held by sword dao saints.”

The elder position mentioned wasn’t an elder of the guild branches, it was the elder position in the main guild. The so-called main guild didn’t just mean the Swordsmen Guild headquarters of the Saint Spirit Continent, but the main guild of the entire Deep Blue Plane. Right now, the Saint Spirit Continent only has four main elders. Apart from the three of them, there was one other elder that was still in seclusion.

The Mystic Deep Sword Saint said, “His strength is actually not much weaker than a low-level sword dao saint. Once he becomes a saint, he will be superior to most low-level sword dao saints.”

The Hundred Flower Sword Saint said, “The main elder position isn’t up to use to appoint. We can only nominate.”

The main elder wasn’t a position that could only be held by sword dao saints. There were some sword dao great emperors with stunning talents that held the position too. However, they must first be nominated first before going through the selections.

Before this, the trio once discussed nominating the Sword Emperor Mo Hen as a main elder. But since Li Fuchen was here, Mo Hen would have to be pushed back. After all, only one individual could become a main elder each time. It wasn’t possible for there to be two, therefore, there was no meaning to nominate the Sword Emperor Mo Hen for now.

The Mystic Deep Sword Saint smiled and said, “Do you think that with Li Fuchen’s strength, is there anyone else who is a match for him under the saints?”

The Deep Blue Plane had a total of four high-class continents. Each high-class continent had a Swordsmen Guild, however, each continent would normally nominate one individual, as it was meaningless to nominate two. It also meant that if Li Fuchen wanted to become a main elder, he would need to defeat three other nominees.

“That is true.” The Tiger Fang Sword Saint and the Hundred Flower Sword Saint laughed.

With Li Fuchen’s strength, as long as he was nominated, it was very likely for him to become a main elder.

They couldn’t imagine there would be other sword dao great emperors on the other high-class continents that were stronger than Li Fuchen.

Half a day passed by and the rankings on the Great Emperor Rankings had basically been fixed. 1st rank Li Fuchen, 2nd rank Heaven Emperor, 3rd rank Sword Emperor, 4th rank Eon Sovereign, 5th rank Saber Emperor, 7th rank Sword Sovereign, 8th rank Li Jianxin, 10th rank Emotionless Sword Emperor, 18th rank Heart Sword Sovereign.

Li Jianxin was actually inferior to the Emotionless Sword Emperor, but in the Sword World, he cultivated the fourth move of the Skyline Sword Art. With the sword heart, it wasn’t a surprise that he surpassed the Emotionless Sword Emperor.

Of course, the current rankings weren’t the final yet. The Great Emperor Rankings would stay there for seven days. After seven days, the rankings would then be finalized.

Despite the fact that rankings weren’t finalized, Li Fuchen’s name had already become a legend. Li Fuchen was the first person to pull down the Heaven Emperor in 80 years. It was already a deep impression that couldn’t be forgotten.

Right now, everyone wanted to know who exactly was Li Fuchen.

After obtaining the 1st place on the Swordsmen Tournament, Li Fuchen gained five million guild points. Right now, he was already a grade 7 swordsman. With his current guild points, he was just four million guild points away from becoming a grade 8 swordsman.

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“Li Fuchen, we are preparing to nominate you as a main elder. But before that, you have to become a grade 8 swordsman first, otherwise, you will not fit the criteria.”

The next day, the Tiger Fang Sword Saint came to inform Li Fuchen.

“main elder?” Li Fuchen was rather surprised.

The Tiger Fang Sword Saint explained, “After becoming a main elder, you will be a member of us and will receive the same treatment. Apart from that, there might be a chance for you to leave the Deep Blue Plane and head for the universe to seize your own fated opportunity.”

“When is the selection of the main elder?”

Even if it wasn’t for himself, he had to become the Swordsmen Guild’s main elder for his family and friends.

“In two years.”

The main elder was selected once every 50 years and it just happened to be the 48th year right now.

“Alright, I will become a main elder in two years.”

Li Fuchen’s tone didn’t have any emotions as though he was stating the facts.

“You are truly bold, but we have great expectations of you.” The Tiger Fang Sword Saint smiled and left.

Seven days later, the Great Emperor Rankings had been fixed. 1st rank was still Li Fuchen, 2nd rank Heaven Emperor, 3rd rank Sword Emperor, 4th rank Eon Sovereign, 5th rank Saber Emperor, 7th rank Sword Sovereign, 8th rank Li Jianxin, 10th rank Emotionless Sword Emperor.

Apart from the Sword Emperor and the Sword Sovereign, the rest had changes in the ranks.

There was another thing to mention. This year’s Great Emperor Rankings were mostly occupied by the swordsmen. Among the top 10, five were swordsmen.

Seeing this scene, everyone was amazed by the strength of swordsmen. Since ancient times, swordsmen have always been the mainstream. Out of 100 martial artists, 30 of them would cultivate the sword. However, experts were the hardest to produce among swordsmen. This year was definitely an anomaly.

Without any surprises, in the future, these five swordsmen would definitely become the pillars of the sword dao circle and make the sword dao circle ever more glorious.

…

Four million guild points weren’t that easy to earn. In order for Li Fuchen to quickly become a grade 8 swordsman, the sword dao saints had already eased up and intentionally issued missions with higher rewards.

Of course, the missions were of extreme difficulty. Some of the missions even required the swordsmen to fight with low-tier demonic beast overlords. Apart from Li Fuchen and a few others, no one could complete such missions.

In the wilderness, Li Fuchen was heading towards a mission location.

“Heaven Dome Tyrant Saber!”

There was a saber light that was like a black thunderbolt that descended and blasted at Li Fuchen.

Li Fuchen lifted his head and could see a young man with disdainful eyes.

Saber Emperor Chu Kuang, Great Emperor Rankings 5th rank.

Li Fuchen might be 1st rank on the Great Emperor Rankings, but Chu Kuang wasn’t going to accept it. After 20 years, Chu Kuang didn’t think he was weaker than the Heaven Emperor, he didn’t think he was weaker than Li Fuchen either.

“Saber Emperor, prepare to die.”

Li Fuchen wasn’t interested in the Saber Emperor’s heaven dome saber dao. Seeing that the Saber Emperor attacked him for no reason, Li Fuchen’s body radiated with killing intent as he blasted the move, Meteor Fall at Chu Kuang.

In the past, the Meteor Sword Art only had one sword move called Meteor Fall. Right now, the Meteor Sword Art was now the Splendor Sword Art, and Meteor Fall was the first move of the Splendor Sword Art.

A sword splendor burst into the sky and there was a meteor that blasted at the Saber Emperor Chu Kuang from Li Fuchen’s location.

“What!?” Chu Kuang was greatly alarmed.

At the Swordsmen Tournament, he had seen Li Fuchen’s using Meteor Fall. But the current Meteor Fall was definitely different from the Meteor Fall back then.

The previous Meteor Fall was like a meteor in the night sky. It might be dazzling, but it was very far away.

The current Meteor Fall was extremely radiant and it wasn’t possible to look at it directly.

Pfff!

Fresh blood sprayed out as the sword light penetrated into Chu Kuang’s body.

Right at this moment, a token on Chu Kuang’s waist emitted a radiance. An imposing figure appeared and isolated the sword light.

“Young friend, do me a favor.” The imposing figure stood with hands behind his back while his eyes flickered with saber light.

“Greetings to the Sky Gaze Saber Saint.” Li Fuchen withdrew his killing intent.

The Sky Gaze Saber Saint was one of the saber dao saints in the Deep Blue Plane and he was evenly matched with the Mystic Deep Sword Saint.

Since he appeared, Li Fuchen naturally had to give face. At this juncture, he couldn’t afford to offend the Sky Gaze Saber Saint.

After glaring at Li Fuchen, Chu Kuang left.

The fight with the Saber Emperor Chu Kuang was just a brief interlude. For this period of time, Li Fuchen would either be doing missions or cultivating diligently. In between, he had also fetched Wu Zhuo and Wu Xi to Wind Cloud City.

7 million… 8 million… 9 million…

9.8 million…

There was still half a year before the main elder selection. Li Fuchen had accumulated 9.8 million guild points and was just 200,000 guild points away from becoming a grade 8 swordsman.

…

On this day, the Vacant Mountain Emperor’s figure could be faintly seen in a wilderness that was a million miles away from Wind Cloud City. He was sprinting towards Wind Cloud City at a rapid pace.