Everyone froze in shock.

What was happening? The weapon spirit had actually called that peerless fiendish crow "Master"?

The expert holding the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance roared in fury, "What are you doing? I am the rightful successor of the Confucian Sword Saint!"

He held the inheritance in his hands, yet the weapon spirit had acknowledged someone else as its master?

The golden-robed boy turned his head. His black-and-white pupils transformed into brilliant gold, devoid of any emotion.

"Ant, are you questioning me?"

The expert holding the inheritance felt as if he had been struck by lightning. For a brief instant, he sensed he was about to be erased from existence.

Seeing how weak and pathetic the man was, the golden-robed boy's eyes flashed with disdain.

"Trash."

The golden-robed boy turned back to Su Chen. The cold, emotionless eyes instantly filled with flattery and respect.

"Master's talent is unmatched throughout the ages. How could that old man's inheritance possibly be worthy of you?"

Su Chen looked at the weapon spirit, who was acting like a complete bootlicker.

This guy was no fool. He clearly understood Su Chen's potential and value.

"You will follow me from now on," Su Chen said. "Your name shall be Jin Da."

The golden-robed boy nodded repeatedly in delight. "Thank you, Master, for bestowing a name upon me!"

However, he quickly hesitated and said awkwardly, "Actually… Master, I already have a name."

"That's not important," Su Chen replied. "From now on, you are Jin Da. Of course, you can also be called Jin Xiao if you prefer."

Jin Da: "..."

"Master, I'll go with Jin Da."

At least it had the word "big" in it.

Su Chen soon learned from Jin Da about the treasures the Confucian Sword Saint had left behind. In addition to Jin Da himself, the Saint King artifact, there was a flawless sacred herb and a vast collection of other precious items.

With these resources, the Confucian Sword Saint could have lived another lifetime. Unfortunately, his journey through the starry sky had shattered his Dao heart, leaving him with no desire to continue living.

Now, all of it belonged to Su Chen.

To him, these items were far more valuable than the Confucian Sword Saint's inheritance.

With the weapon spirit no longer suppressing it, the Confucian Sword Saint's relic began to collapse rapidly. Everyone hurriedly evacuated.

The moment Su Chen and Jin Da stepped out of the relic, a massive crack tore open in the sky, blocking out the sun for tens of thousands of miles. An overwhelming power descended like an ancient deity.

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"This is the power of a Saint! A Saint has taken action!"

Saints were the supreme existences of the Flying Cloud Realm. Every Saint could look down upon the entire world.

The terrifying aura condensed into a giant hand that stirred the seas and heavens as it grabbed directly toward Su Chen.

It was intended to kill him on the spot.

"It's the Saint of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land! He has come to kill that peerless fiendish crow!"

"It must be because of the Great Elder's death. The Saint ancestor of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land has crossed space to personally slay this monster!"

Countless experts grew excited. But their excitement was short-lived. Both humans and demons were crushed into nothingness by the mere aftershock of the Saint's power. All beings beneath a Saint were mere ants.

"How dare a mere Saint harm Master!"

Jin Da's eyes flashed with rage. His body transformed into a golden brush covered in countless golden characters. The might of a Saint King artifact swept across the heavens as thousands of ancient words manifested.

"Ridiculous. A mere weapon dares to speak arrogantly and compare itself to a Saint!"

The Saint of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land responded coldly. A giant hand that could destroy everything in all directions descended. In this world, a Saint was an absolute powerhouse.

Two terrifying auras collided. The surrounding land turned to ash in an instant. Jin Da's golden characters transformed into thousands of killing formations.

"You are… the Confucian Sword Pen of the Confucian Sword Saint! You are a Saint artifact of our human race! Why are you protecting a member of another race?!"

The Saint of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land manifested his true form. Upon recognizing Jin Da, his eyes burned with killing intent.

The weapon that had blocked his full-powered strike was none other than the lifebound artifact of Flying Cloud Realm's strongest human expert from ancient times.

"Cut the nonsense. Obviously, it's because my Master is far superior to you lot. A worthless Saint whose cultivation has peaked and whose potential is exhausted—do you even deserve to carry shoes for my Master?"

Jin Da retorted without the slightest politeness.

A ruler of a Sacred Land, a Saint who stood above billions of living beings, had just been called trash.

The few survivors still enduring the Saint's aftershocks watched in utter despair.

The Saint of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land trembled with rage before letting out a chilling, bone-piercing laugh.

A supreme expert who had looked down upon the world for countless years had been insulted as trash.

The heavens and earth churned violently.

Su Chen gripped Jin Da in one hand.

"Slash!"

A single word manifested as a brilliant rune in the sky.

The enraged Saint froze.

"Saint… Saint King…"

Jin Da was equally shocked. When he revived on his own, his power was only equivalent to a seventh or eighth-layer Saint. Yet the moment Su Chen wielded him, a single word unleashed power comparable to a half-step Saint King.

The terrifying strike seemed to tear Flying Cloud Realm apart. Numerous ancient Saints hidden across the realm were startled, their expressions filled with dread at this unprecedented aura.

Drops of scorching Saint blood fell from the void, forming rivers that flowed across the land.

Su Chen looked at the spatial fissure.

"He actually escaped. No matter. The monk may run, but the temple cannot. The day I break through to Nirvana will be the day the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land is destroyed."

Su Chen spoke calmly.

A deathly silence fell. The surviving beings did not even know when the peerless fiendish crow had departed. For a moment, they could not tell whether what they had witnessed was real or an illusion. A demon who had not even reached the Nirvana realm had casually declared he would annihilate an entire Sacred Land.

Strangely, they all felt in their hearts that this fiendish crow could truly do it. After all, even the Saint ancestor of the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land had been gravely wounded by him.

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On the way back, Jin Da chattered endlessly in admiration of his new Master.

"Master truly possesses the potential of a Great Saint. Your attainment in the sword dao is so profound! Once Master breaks through to Nirvana, with me in your hands, we will definitely teach that useless Saint a harsh lesson!"

Jin Da had seen the starry sky and witnessed many Saints with divine bodies and powerful talents. In his eyes, a Saint like the one from the Abyssal Sea Sacred Land was nothing but trash. He held only his unrivaled Master in high regard.

Su Chen felt that the name he had given Jin Da was indeed fitting.

Along the way, Jin Da kept praising him as having "Great Saint potential." Was this guy cursing him?

It had been a very long time since Su Chen had heard the term "Great Saint potential." Actually, he had never heard it before.

Unknowingly, Su Chen returned to his territory. After comforting Yuan Yuan, he instructed Jin Da to guard the domain. He then entered seclusion to digest the gains from this trip.