One Wish to Own the World



'I will kill everyone in Four Seasons Sect.'

Ken's plan, directly affected by his unstable emotional state, wasn't very comprehensive.

'I will kill everyone in Four Seasons Sect.'

He put his red demonic mask on, and jogged toward their location with Blood Sense activated, only stopping to kill the fourth-stage disciples on his way. Although highly agitated, he didn't ignore the voice of reason entirely.

'I will kill everyone in Four Seasons Sect.'

This thought kept replaying in his mind every time he killed a black-robes-wearing disciple. There were fifth-stage cultivators following him from behind, trying to save his enemies, but every time he targeted someone, One Step would basically allow him to teleport to them and kill them without interference.

He soon arrived at a mountain less than 2 kilometers away from their sect's entrance; with the free sight line, he could see the gate and tiny black dots that represented the guards. 

He climbed to the peak of the mountain in front of the watching fifth-stage cultivators and drew a few formations. 

First, he drew the Qi Gathering Formation to allow himself to replenish his Qi faster. Second, he drew the original Revealing Formation that radiated his aura to everyone nearby, making it easy to sense him straight from the gate.

He also drew one more formation, the Sound Enhancing Formation, which made every sound inside a few times stronger, working like a megaphone. 

"I, an unranked disciple from Divine Sword Sect, challenge any and all fourth-stage disciples from Four Seasons Sect."

Ken shouted loudly, and everyone heard his childish voice loud and clear. Most people only chuckled and dismissed the challenge, seeing it as a foolish act of a young boy. However, Ken released his high Core Formation Stage aura, and the Revealing Formation made it spread far.

"Go kill that kid. Even if he is a child, he is issuing a challenge against us in public, so we can't be called cruel for killing children."

An elder at the entrance ordered one of the disciples nearby. He sent someone unranked as he didn't want to send a ranked disciple to fight an unranked one.

"Yes, Master."

One male disciple, Norm, started running to the peak, but when he set foot on the mountain, a senior disciple stopped him.

"Don't go up there to take the challenge, he is at least as strong as the top 100 of our Core Formation disciples."

It was a Nascent Soul disciple that followed Ken on his trip here, and the former kept failing to save lives from Ken's sword.

"Senior Brother, I can't back off now after a direct order from my master, or I will make him lose face. I will be careful and do my best."

Since it was a public challenge, he couldn't bring in scrolls and talismans unless he made them himself. Otherwise, the sect would lose face for having to use external means to fight back.

"Be careful then. We can't save you in a public challenge, so don't regret it. We can only save you if you manage to leave the mountain's peak."

·ƈθm The peak was nominated as the unofficial arena since it was easy to distinguish. It was relatively flat and fitting for fights, and its radius was over 200 meters long.

Many disciples surrounded the peak, watching Ken waiting for his opponent. They were cheering for Norm who was climbing slowly on purpose, enjoying the full support and the spotlight.

He smiled cheerily, feeling the pressure and stress wearing off. He felt like the crowd's favorite, and his confidence rose to the skies.

'One Step.'

Ken arrived in front of the man and beheaded him in one movement, making everyone freeze in their spots. A few disciples that weren't looking were still cheering when they noticed the sudden silence and quickly looked to see what happened.

Everyone watched the headless body collapses to the ground as Ken took a few steps backward to avoid the blood from dirtying his clothes.

"Next."

His childish voice seemed to turn colder, but it didn't change; it was the listeners' imagination after watching the cold-blood kill that transpired. His voice reverberated in the mountains and could be heard in a radius of a few kilometers.

The silence wasn't broken for a full minute while everyone waited for another disciple to climb into the arena, but nobody did. They instantly turned to look at one another, and the seniors tried to convince the juniors they didn't know to fight.

"Silence."

A voice louder than Ken's echoed in the space and silenced everyone. It was an elder hovering in the sky, looking down.

"You're quite impressive, Kid, but you aren't leaving here alive unless you can kill every single cultivator of the fourth stage of our sect. Since you challenged us, I will show you there are no cowards in Four Seasons Sect. You, go in."

The elder pointed at one disciple at random, and the young man paled and tried taking a step back. However, a strong bloodlust flooded his senses and he understood he will die if he disobeys.

"I'm not even part of your sect."

He murmured quietly to himself and soon paled even worse when he realized that he already entered the Sound Enhancing Formation, and his confession could be heard by everyone.

"Haha, Trenton, your sect's reputation is taking a heavy blow today."

Everyone heard a burst of laughter followed by mocking words, and Ken recognized it as Benjamin's voice. Evidently, the old man came to watch the fights playing out while making sure the enemy doesn't break the rules.

Trenton on the other hand wasn't as amused, as his face contorted in anger for the mess-up. He wanted to send the foreigners to their death until someone stronger from the sect comes to save the day, but it totally backfired. He already sent people to call the top 1000 disciples after Ken killed Norm.

"Next."

Ken's voice resounded again, and everyone looked back at the sky to see the elder's reaction. He just swallowed his anger and pointed at the next disciple.

"You go."