The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 139: New Blood

Nightin looks at the bunch of soldiers who were currently looking at him in contempt. All of them kept their weapons sheathed and rested at the side excluding a particular few who are still keeping high alert.

All of them are supposedly the elite army of the Voyager Kingdom in the near future? Nightin belittled them within his heart as he transmitted a voice message to the General.

Ignoring the pathetic looks on the faces of those soldiers, Nightin sits down to cultivate, absorbing all the spirit energy in the surrounding area resulting in complains from all areas.

One of the soldiers with with a scar down his right eye to his left cheek and a few lackeys following behind walked towards Nightin and ask the soldiers "Was it this guy who caused the commotion just now?"

No one answered. "Oh, you think you newbies have the authority to ignore us veteran soldiers who have been on the line for ten years?" The leader asked expecting at least one person to cower in fear and answer, but their definitive answer remained absolute.

Nightin may be immersed in cultivation right now but he could still view everything going around him with the Samsara eyes. Yet he didn't distract himself from his current tremendously fast cultivation speed, if his talent after going through those rebirths stays with him, it would only take him a up to half a year to become a Martial Emperor.

As expected, the way all of them let their guard down was indeed intentional, but I wasn't able to see through that one guy at all.

Nightin's attention was currently fixated on one of the soldiers with blue hair which was a common trait in the Voyager Kingdom, he was clad in light armor and his weapon was a rapier.

[Kris, Martial Emperor sixth transcendent gates]

In the Martial Emperor realm, the gates are also divided into three sub grades. The usual gate, the vibrant gate and the transcendent gate which all contributes to the development of one's saint force.

Now then talented soldiers, show me what you've got for me to rope you in. Nightin thought to himself as he continued to scan the outside world.

"Do you think that that all ten thousand of us were recruited into the army and categorised under the elite and special ranks for show?" One of the soldiers stepped out as he released his cultivation "Newbie knight Matthias, age of nineteen, cultivation realm is at the dual vibrant gates." The elite soldier added on.

Yet the veteran soldiers didn't show any fear as they turned their attention towards their leader who was playing around with a knife.

Cracking his neck, the leader stepped forward and stood before Matthias as he snapped his fingers, signalling to those who he treats as lackeys to release their cultivation aura.

Boom

Even the weakest cultivation fluctuation was at the eighth gate Martial Emperor realm around his late twenties, most of them were already at the ninth gate Martial Emperor realm and as for the leader, he sneered at Matthias and said "I've killed countless geniuses like you in the dark."

In the Voyager Kingdom, it was a forbidden taboo for veteran soldiers or even soldiers of equal ranking and status to kill each other, it was the reason why the Voyager Kingdom has the highest manpower among all the first grade kingdoms.

Sensing danger, Matthias tried to back out before the leader could get him, but the sudden release of cultivation aura from the leader had sent him flying backwards, cras.h.i.+ng against the wall before anyone could react.

His face was ashen white and blood was leaking from his mouth, he could feel his internal organs having s.h.i.+fted even though it would recover quickly with some medical aid and his quick recovery speed.

"Just who do you think you are doing?"

"If you really think that you're that amazing, then explain why you are only an average soldier up till now!"

"You bunch of weaklings are merely those who are barely above the survival line, even you as the leader are below average for your age and you are this c.o.c.ky?"

The soldiers all stepped out to help Matthias as a few went to support and pick him up from the ground, making use of their spirit essence to help him recover while feeding him an healing elixir.

They may be incompetent compared to those professional healers, but they knew the necessary basics at the very least, it was the minimum requirement for one to even become an ordinary soldier.

"But all of you will die here today, I may already be twenty nine years of age, but I'm someone who awakened the silver tier saint force at the very least!" The leader boasted with confidence as whips of spirit essence sent the soldiers flying.

Only the soldier holding a rapier in hand had been keeping silent all this while, but none of the initial whips managed to hit him as he soon concealed himself before his foes can realise.

"Saint force have different grades? Maybe I should consult the General on this matter later on if the chance arises." Nightin muttered to himself in his consciousness as he opened his eyes and concealed his aura.

Sensing the faint traces of s.p.a.ce lines which he has once seen when taking travel portals, he could vaguely understand what the youth was planning, he was waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

The youth lurking in the shadows goes by the name Zave, he had black hair with natural curls and even though he had a slim build, one could vaguely sense the strength contained within his body.

"So, you said that your name was Matthias?" The leader sneered as he took out a machete from his spatial ring, boasting with an arrogant smile on his face "You should be glad that you can live your life as a slave from today onwards, thanks to my high heaven grade machete."

Matthias laid on the ground powerlessly, his breathing was chaotic and even though his face was ashen white, he still smiled and embraced whatever was coming "If I remember correctly, everyone knows you as Reg the disgrace."

"What did you just say?" Reg shouted as he slashed his machete down towards Matthias who was already accepting death.

"Who gave you the courage to touch my younger brother?" The voice of a young man sounded off from in front of Matthias as he threatened Reg, confidence was the only emotion on his face as a dragon made of dark energy swirled around him.

Reg stopped in his tracks, fear enveloped him as he broke out in cold sweat and got down on his knees, he looked around and realised that all his lackeys were already laying on the ground, dead.

"You... You are the ranked one expert on the Martial Saint list of experts! Hysan!" Reg fainted on the ground once he cried so, he didn't want to know how he would die next.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Matthias smiled as he asked when Hysan lifted him off the ground.

"Why? I'm here to share with you the news that happened just three days ago. I stepped into the Martial Saint realm at the age of twenty two with nine transcendent gates and awakened the iridescent dark saint force in the legends."