Old Mr. Miller drank a cup of wine, with anger growing, he said in a cold voice, “Really, those supreme powers in the Strong Martial Era are forgetting their ancestors, forgetting their own followers, forgetting their own origin, and are traitors to humanity. Such people should be killed!”
“From the perspective of our human race, they should be killed. The question is, how to kill? They are high above the world, their strength is unfathomable, or they already possess the terrifying power of turning their hands to the clouds and turning their hands to the rain, our earthly realm martial artists can’t even break the Sacred Level confinement, so how should we go about killing them?” Ghost Doctor said in a cold voice.
Old Mr. Miller was speechless, but his fists were clenched tightly, with a surge of anger.
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After all was said and done, it was still not strong enough, not strong enough.
However, just because the earthly martial artists were weak, they should be bullied like this?
Ghost Doctor looked at Old Mr. Miller and said, ”You don’t need to be resentful in your heart. If it’s really like what I’ve spected, it’s normal. Just like on earth, why are there emperors and kings? The emperors of the various dynasties in history, from another perspective, are not the same as those supreme beings?
These emperors were high up in the sky, controlling one side of the territory, iming the title of emperor and king, wasn’t it for the sake of domination? Wasn’t it for power?
By the same token, the same was true for those supreme beings of the Strong Martial Era, who were merely treating the entire earthly realm as a side of territory to be ruled by their masters.
In order to consolidate their dominance, it was not umon to restrict the path of Cultivation for earthly martial artists.
In today’s world, if a certain strength or a certain person had the chance to say rule and dominate the entire human race, would they not be happy?
For sure they would.”
Old Mr. Miller also knew that Ghost Doctor had a point. Profit and power were enough to make people lose their minds, so what was the point of forgetting one’s ancestors? Even the blood sacrifice of the living can be done.
“Ghost Doctor, if you really want to be like what you guessed, those supreme powers in the Strong Martial Era really have great calctions. Calcting the world’s living beings, calcting billions of people in the earthly realm, in their eyes, is the earthly realm just fish and meat? They harvest when they want toe?” Old Mr. Miller’s gaze turned cold as he said, “When this cultivation cage breaks open, and the earthly worldes out strong again, we will find them to settle the score!”
“Easier said than done …”
Ghost Doctor didn’t say thetter words, but just shook his head.
Old Mr. Miller mmed down arge ss of wine, smiled sagely and said, “Forget it, what cultivation cage, let’s not bother about those. My generation of martial artists are drunk on wine. As for what you said about the Cultivation Cage, those calctions, the earthly realm martial artists really have that strength, will naturally be liquidated one by one!”
“This old man of yours is quite spontaneous.” Ghost Doctor also smiled, then remembered something and asked, “The Ancient Martial Arts Conference that is about to open, are you also going?”
“Of course I’m going. How many years ago was thest time I attended the Ancient Martial Arts Conference? It’s been a few decades, right? At that time, I was still a young man in fresh clothes. Now that I’m in my seventies, I won’t let go of Hyacinth again,” Old Mr. Miller said.
Ghost Doctor stared at his eyebrows and said slowly, “Old Mr. Miller, you know very well that if you really show up at the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, there is bound to be a crisis. It hasn’t been long since thest battle at Sacred ce of Retreat, but if you show up again, aren’t you afraid of losing your old life?”
Old Mr. Miller red at Ghost Doctor and said, “How could I be like you and know how to hide in this broken valley? They couldn’t kill mest time, and they won’t be able to this time either.”
Ghost Doctor sighed softly and said, “Last time, all the forces in Hyacinth were informed of your cultivation fall. Since it’s Cultivation Fall Realm, I guess you can’t utilize the strength of Sacred Level. Even so, in the face of the Cultivation fall you, there are still two Sacred Level powerhouses and two Full Saint Realm powerhousesing to surround and kill you. In that battle, your Cultivation Realm had shown enough strength to rival two Sacred Level powerhouses. This time, they are bound to haveplete preparation, after weighing your truebat power, once they strike again, that is to put you to death.”
Old Mr. Miller snorted and said with disbelief, “How would you know that I didn’t hide my strength in Sacred ce of Retreat that day? In the battle that day, if I hadn’t considered that Jason and the others were still out of the Sacred ce of Retreat, and that there were still some people watching in the shadows, Old Mr. Miller might have left all four of those guys behind!”
Ghost Doctor said, “So what if you’ve hidden your strength? Those people are determined to kill you, but they won’t think that you will hide your strength? As strong as you are, you’re still at the Sacred Level stage. If they send out five or even six or seven Sacred Level powerhouses to attack and kill, can you hold out?”
Old Mr. Miller’s face turned cold as he said, “They are not afraid of falling thene. So what if there are five or six? Old me still has the confidence to take away two or three, or even four. Let’s just see if they dare to put up a fight.”
Ghost Doctor shook his head and no longer discouraged.
He knew Old Mr. Miller’s temper, once his temper came up, it could not be pulled back by ten oxen, since Old Mr. Miller had already decided, it would not be changed again.
Moreover, Old Mr. Miller has never been a person who avoids fighting.
If he was afraid to go because of the possibility of being attacked by several Sacred Level powerhouses, this was not his character at all.
This was also rted to the Heart of Cultivation.
Being cowardly because of fear of death would also have an effect on the Heart of Cultivation.
In the long run, he was afraid to go, no longer possessing a truly strong heart, no longer possessing that invincible belief.
Ghost Doctor suddenly asked, “Do you have other ns for traveling to Ancient Martial Arts Conference this time? For Jason?”
Ghost Doctor remembered that Old Mr. Miller had participated in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference once when he was young and in Hyacinth, and he had never appeared in the Ancient Martial Arts Conferences after that, nor was he interested in them.
It is reasonable to say that the Ancient Martial Arts Conference is more of apetition for the younger generation and there is no need for the older generation to participate in it.
But this time, Old Mr. Miller insisted on participating, which seemed unusual.
Old Mr. Miller took a drag on his dry cigarette and said, “Sort of.”
Ghost Doctor couldn’t help but ask, “Old Mr. Miller, how many backstops have youid out for Jason, who is strong and looks like a Quasi Sacred Realm, but I’m afraid that he has more than that. Old Mr. Miller looks at Jason as if he has the potential to be even stronger.”
Old Mr. Miller gave Ghost Doctor a nk look and said in an old-fashioned manner, “Jason is the grandson of my husband, and he is also your grandson, why are you prying so much? Why do you want to know so much? Do you want to steal my grandson from me? If you want to snatch him away, you are responsible for finding him ten or eight saints to be his daughter-inw.”
Ghost Doctor couldn’t help but roll his eyes towards Old Mr. Miller after hearing this.
Ten or eight saints?
What the hell, do you really think that a holy woman is just like a cabbage on the street?
As the night progressed, the two old men were still drinking a ss of wine and chatting with each other.
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