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　　Four hundred and eighty thousand?!
　　This number was like a thunderclap exploding in their minds.
　　An unimaginable number. A sword cultivator with four hundred and eighty thousand natal flying swords?
　　Even other sword sects that specialized in cultivating sword cultivators didn't have that many flying swords!
　　This guy alone was equivalent to an entire sect of others!
　　The Golden Eagle and the Thunderbolt Spirit Flood Dragon's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and they immediately guessed the identity of the figure in the green shirt in front of them.
　　The last of the three Great Emperor's prodigies, Chen Xia who swallowed three million flying swords in the sword forest more than ten years ago!
　　The Golden Eagle secretly thought that it was bad. He didn't expect to have provoked such an existence. Chen Xia's extremely high talent was something the whole sect knew about.
　　Even Elder Three had praised Chen Xia more than once, saying that something like swallowing three million flying swords was something he wouldn't even dare to dream of. It was so fantastical even in the Great Heavens.
　　And Chen Xia, who was only at the Mountain-Moving Realm at that time, had done it.
　　Elder Three had even directly stated that if Chen Xia didn't fall midway, he would definitely become a Great Sage in the future!
　　Just the words "Great Sage" were shocking enough.
　　A Great Sage was an existence that could compete with a Quasi-Emperor. It could be said to be the number one person below the level of an Emperor. A powerful figure at the Mending Heaven Realm was just an ant in front of a Great Sage.
　　As long as Chen Xia didn't die, he was almost certain to become a Great Sage, and at least a relatively powerful one. Perhaps he could even embark on the road to becoming an Emperor and become one of the strongest batch of Quasi-Emperors or even truly become an Emperor, reigning over the myriad heavens.
　　How could they not be terrified after provoking such an existence?
　　Moreover, what they couldn't understand even more was that the reason for provoking such a top-notch prodigy was just because they had demolished a pavilion?
　　Wasn't this reason a bit too casual?
　　Chen Xia yawned, feeling a bit too lazy to talk to these two people anymore. He pointed at the former site of the pavilion in the distance and said.
　　"I want to see the pavilion restored in three days. It's not too difficult for you, right?"
　　"Not difficult, not difficult." The Golden Eagle quickly replied. It indeed wasn't too difficult to renovate a small pavilion in three days. There was even some time to spare.
　　"Good." Chen Xia nodded. He let the two flying swords follow the two of them, acting as supervisors.
　　He clenched his fist and smiled.
　　"I've always convinced people with reason. You don't have any objections, right?"
　　"Yes, yes, yes." The two quickly nodded.
　　Chen Xia didn't say anything more. He glanced at the preparatory disciple and asked.
　　"Is this storage magic weapon very important to you?"
　　The preparatory disciple quickly nodded. "My father gave it to me. It represents the future leader of our ethnic group!"
　　Chen Xia nodded and then looked at the Golden Eagle and the other one. "Return the storage magic weapon to him. Otherwise, if his ethnic group has no leader, will you two take on the role?"
　　It wasn't impossible either.
　　The Golden Eagle really wanted to answer like this, but looking at the purple-gold small sword in front of him, he swallowed and quickly nodded in agreement. He also returned the spirit stones.
　　"Remember that you owe me a favor. Although I may not need it, you have to remember it."
　　Chen Xia reminded the preparatory disciple.
　　This was the rule. If good people didn't get any rewards at all, it would be really unfair.
　　The preparatory disciple quickly nodded in agreement and even knelt down and kowtowed a few times to Chen Xia, with obvious joy and excitement on his face.
　　Chen Xia took a step and disappeared in a flash.
　　In the current preparatory disciples' area, he could really strut around. Even some elders couldn't beat him.
　　To really be able to beat Chen Xia steadily, one probably had to find a cultivator at the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm or above.
　　Those cultivators below that level who came to fight would only have one result, which was to be crushed by the three million sword intents.
　　Only a cultivator at the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm, an existence that had truly grasped a trace of the true meaning of the Great Dao, could steadily suppress Chen Xia.
　　After all, the true meaning of the Great Dao was too invincible. It was even more effective when used to fight cultivators of lower realms.
　　However, none of the elders in the preparatory disciples' area was at the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm or above. Because those at the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm or above had gone to the inner area. Who would still stay in this desolate place?
　　And even if you reached the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm, would you really dare to fight Chen Xia?
　　The words "top-notch prodigy" and "Great Emperor's prodigy" weren't just for show.
　　Let's not talk about the fact that Chen Xia had the support of the old fisherman with Quasi-Sage cultivation behind him.
　　Just talking about a one-on-one fight between the two sides, would you, a cultivator at the fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm, really dare to kill a Great Emperor's prodigy with top-notch talent?
　　You didn't dare to kill, and it wasn't easy to kill either.
　　Then maybe in a thousand years, Chen Xia would also reach the Overturning Sea Realm.
　　And a Great Emperor's prodigy at the Overturning Sea Realm dared to kill other cultivators at the Overturning Sea Realm.
　　At most, he would just be scolded a couple of times by the big shots in the sect, and there wouldn't even be any punishment.
　　If Chen Xia endured a bit more and took action when he reached the Mending Heaven Realm, then there wouldn't even be any scolding in the sect.
　　If he endured a bit more and reached the level of a Quasi-Sage or a Sage, then it would be amazing. The big shots in the sect would give a thumbs up and praise that it was good to kill and that it should have been done long ago.
　　If he reached the level of a Great Sage or a Quasi-Emperor, then without Chen Xia even saying a word, the sect would take the initiative to kill this cultivator at the Overturning Sea Realm and even bring his head to show Chen Xia.
　　This was the supremacy of strength, and it was the same everywhere.
　　And peerless talent was also part of strength.
　　So now a strange phenomenon had emerged. Those who couldn't beat Chen Xia really couldn't beat him, and those who could beat Chen Xia mostly didn't dare to fight him.
　　Only a few people with Quasi-Sage cultivation or above, including the old fisherman, knew that Chen Xia would be used as the life-prolonging medicine for the Great Emperor.
　　And if they knew about it, they would be even more afraid to take action. After all, if they damaged this top-notch medicinal material, they would be the ones who had to make up for it.
　　So Chen Xia could really strut around in the preparatory disciples' area, highlighting that he was invincible in all aspects.
　　Those who could beat him didn't dare to fight, and those who couldn't beat him didn't need to fight.
　　This was how the road to invincibility was paved.
　　Chen Xia had also gradually become the leader of the preparatory disciples. When the preparatory disciples talked, they often mentioned Chen Xia.
　　"I thought Chen Xia had the strongest potential decades ago. Now it turns out to be true. He not only defeated Di Du but now even dares to fight against the formal disciples."
　　"If things continue like this, won't even the junior elders have to make a detour when they see Chen Xia in the future?"
　　"Probably so. After all, he's a truly top-notch prodigy and even surpasses Di Du and Qiu Li. In the future, junior elders and inner elders will have to bow their heads when they see him!"
　　These were originally just casual conversations among cultivators. There wasn't really anything special about them. Maybe they were just a bit exaggerated.
　　But when hundreds of people talked about it like this for a few years, it was no longer just a bit of exaggeration.
　　Today, Chen Xia was cooking pills in his cave.
　　The big yellow dog rushed in in a panic and barked at Chen Xia.
　　"Chen Xia, I heard that yesterday the sect master knelt down and begged you not to leave, saying that the Azure Sky Sword Sea couldn't lose you, just like the Western Paradise couldn't lose the Buddha!"
　　Chen Xia's pills exploded in the pot. He stared at the big yellow dog for a long while before slowly saying.
　　"It's really a shocker beyond belief."
　　"Indeed, it's quite astonishingly amazing."