My Descendants Are My Power

High atop Crimson Gate Mountain, within the Crimson Gate Syndicate, Elder Jayden sat cross-legged.

Once a man devoted to his cultivation, his mind was now in turmoil, hindering his progress for years.

The cause of his distress was a junior at the foot of Echo Mount, a bully who was slowly chipping away at his legacy.

This junior had seized their Ore Fields and herb gardens, leaving Crimson Gate Syndicate vulnerable.

If this continued, Jayden feared that within a century, the Crimson Gate Syndicate would cease to exist, and he would be reduced to a wandering cultivator.

Even if he were to abandon the Crimson Gate Syndicate, peace would elude him.

The Celestial Star Swordmaster's potential was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

This was not someone who would simply give up.

To think that he had been lurking under the Crimson Gate Syndicate's nose for thirty years!

Even if Jayden fled to the ends of the earth, the Celestial Star Swordmaster would hunt him down after breaking through to the Basic Mastery realm.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"To think I, Jayden, would be subjected to such humiliation!" he despaired, trapped in a dead end.

Not a day went by that he didn't regret injuring Lucas at the Azure Cloud border.

Now, it wasn't just the Celestial Star Swordmaster at the foot of the mountain that he feared.

He also dreaded Nathan, rumored to have broken through to Basic Mastery within the Druids, and the Blackwood people who had escaped all those years ago.

"How did a small place like Azure Cloud become such a hub of fortune?" he wondered.

Even the Celestial Star Swordmaster had found his opportunity there, becoming a disciple of the Divine Hall's Edge Hall.

As he pondered, the Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader hurried in.

"Elder Jayden," he announced, "the crisis facing our Crimson Gate Syndicate has been resolved. The Celestial Star Swordmaster has agreed to a deal. He will cease harassing us in exchange for our sect's legacy treasure, the [Energy Condensing Cauldron]."

Jayden stared at the Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader, speechless.

Mistaking his silence for reluctance, the Leader sighed.

"The Energy Condensing Cauldron holds no offensive power. It's used to refine talismans, pills, and elixirs. It's the most inferior among high-level mystical artifacts, far less valuable than a single top-grade ability weapon. To trade it for our sect's safety, surely this is a worthy exchange, Elder Jayden?"

"It's not about worth," Jayden sighed.

"When has our Crimson Gate Syndicate ever suffered such humiliation? This isn't just giving away a treasure; it's my face, our Crimson Gate Syndicate's face that we're handing over. That man down there is relying on his power to bully us. If it weren't for the Divine Hall's Edge Hall, I would have killed him already.

I regret it, I regret not joining those mysterious people all those years ago, not charging into Blackwood and wiping them all out."

"I would have done it more cleanly and efficiently than they did," he seethed.

The Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader frowned.

Regret was pointless.

If Elder Jayden had gone to Blackwood back then, there was no guarantee he would have returned alive.

What good were empty boasts now?

He suddenly thought that perhaps if Elder Jayden had died in Blackwood, the Crimson Gate Syndicate wouldn't be in this predicament.

He took the Energy Condensing Cauldron from Elder Jayden and headed down the mountain.

Even though it was the weakest of the high-level mystical artifacts, the Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader couldn't help but feel a pang of regret as he handed the storage ring containing it to the Celestial Star Swordmaster.

"Hahaha, excellent!" The Celestial Star Swordmaster accepted the storage ring without hesitation.

With a booming laugh, he declared, "I, the Celestial Star Swordmaster, hereby vow to never again involve myself with the Crimson Gate Syndicate. From this day forward, I will no longer dwell on past grievances. Should I break this oath, may I die a gruesome death!"

"Such conviction?" The Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader was taken aback.

He had asked for an oath, but he hadn't expected the Celestial Star Swordmaster to be so agreeable.

It was a relief, but he couldn't help but say, "Celestial Star Swordmaster, if I may?"

"Oh?" The Celestial Star Swordmaster, still reveling in his victory, nodded slightly.

"Speak freely."

"Elder Jayden is truly old now. He injured Lucas all those years ago. While you, Celestial Star Swordmaster, have settled your grudge with our Crimson Gate Syndicate, it doesn't mean the Blackwood people will let it go." The Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader sighed deeply.

"I implore you, Celestial Star Swordmaster, to inform the Blackwood people that Elder Jayden's actions were his own and had nothing to do with us."

The Celestial Star Swordmaster's expression turned mocking.

"If it had nothing to do with you, why didn't you say so then? Why wait until now? If I hadn't become an elder of the Divine Hall's Edge Hall, if I wasn't ranked third on the Pinnacle Apprentice Ranking, would you be speaking to me like this? I saw it with my own eyes when the Druids attacked. You, the people of Sunshine Mansion, were a laughable bunch."

"This..." The Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader flushed with shame.

The Celestial Star Swordmaster's words had stripped away his last shred of dignity.

The Celestial Star Swordmaster didn't belabor the point.

With a cold snort, he said, "Don't waste your breath on me. Tell it to the one who matters."

"What?" Before he could comprehend, the Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader's face contorted in horror.

A sharp, piercing aura descended from Echo Mount.

A sword fell from the sky!

It was a simple, unadorned sword, its edge seemingly concealed, yet it demanded attention.

Though it appeared minuscule against the vastness of the sky, it captivated the mind, drawing all eyes towards it.

"This is..." The Crimson Gate Syndicate Leader looked at the smile on the Celestial Star Swordmaster's face and understood.

There was a sword cultivator of unparalleled talent in Azure Cloud's Blackwood!

As the sword descended, a cold voice echoed from the heavens.

"Jayden, you old thief, come out and face your death!"

At that moment, every disciple on Echo Mount looked up in unison.

The sky was serene, with only an ordinary-looking sword hanging in the air, slowly descending towards Echo Mount.

Yet, despite its simplicity, they all raised their heads in awe, as if welcoming a being of supreme reverence.

A humming sound filled the air as the swords of every sword-wielding disciple on Echo Mount began to vibrate.

"It's him? How is he still alive?" Jayden was shaken to his core.

He recognized the voice.

Back at the Azure Cloud border, it was this person, a mere Competent Force cultivator, who had dared to challenge his Basic Mastery authority.

With a flick of his sword, Lucas's Blackwood swordsmanship had unleashed a torrent of blades, even managing to pierce a corner of his domain!

The sharpness of Lucas's swordsmanship was like nothing he had ever seen.

He knew then that within five hundred years, Lucas would surely reach Basic Mastery.

He hadn't dared to kill Lucas back then, but he had placed a restriction on him, ensuring that this threat would never break through to Basic Mastery, leaving him to die a slow, agonizing death from the restriction.

But he had never expected that after a hundred years, Lucas would still be alive.

To think that Lucas, with his grievous injuries, had survived the Blackwood calamity!

"And that sword." Jayden's initial terror gave way to a strange calmness.

He slowly rose to his feet.

Lucas was back, but only to kill him.

The sword hung in the sky, a seemingly insignificant black dot in the vast canvas, yet it pulsed with the essence of swordsmanship.

As the sword hovered, Jayden knew that Lucas's thunderous strike was imminent.

"So be it, so be it!"