One Wish to Own the World



A few days earlier, Alaric's POV:

Alaric was a peak fourth-stage disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. He wasn't a normal disciple; he was a core disciple and reached his current stage when he was only 27. His foundation was firm as well, and he never cut corners in his training.

His master asked him if he wanted to enter the secret realm of the Bloodthirst Sect. Apparently, there was a big story about a child that slaughtered the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect. 

When that happened, Alaric was cultivating diligently in seclusion, so he wasn't there to watch. Most of the core disciples were cultivating in the sect during the war since no elder wanted to take the risk of having his personal disciple die.

Most of the war was fought between the inner disciples, outer disciples, and the ones both sides brought from other sects. It was also the reason that Ken didn't fight a single core disciple from the Four Seasons Sect.

"You don't have to go. Most of the prizes will be evil and you won't be able to use them."

His master was worried, but he didn't want to prevent the option of choosing from his disciple.

"I will go there, Master. I don't want to be a protected flower that can't fight. Believe in me."

Alaric was tired of cultivating in seclusion. He hit a bottleneck in his training and couldn't improve his technique mastery anymore. He needed danger and real fights to improve further.

"I don't think you have to go to such a risky place. I'm sure the other top 5 sects will not remain quiet and let us and the Four Seasons Sect take it all for ourselves. Not only that, but the Bloodthirst Sect's name isn't empty; they will give you incentives to kill each other."

"And even so, I want to go."

"Ok, since you made your decision, you may go. There's an airship going out to where the portal should open, make sure not to miss it."

"Thank you, Master. I will not disappoint you."

After getting the details he needed from his master, he kneeled to show his respect and went to board the airship.

He was shocked and slightly scared when a group of 10,000 evil cultivators also joined the trip. However, he didn't question his decision, and his confidence remained resolute.

He waited a few hours along with everyone on the airship, but he didn't do nothing. Aware of the dangers lurking inside the secret realm, everyone formed small groups and planned to explore the place together.

They didn't want to be in big groups because they would miss too many possible treasures, and dividing the loot would be troublesome. As top disciples of top sects, everyone was prideful and didn't think they needed the protection of a large group.

"Hey, Catherine, Tommy. Would you like to team up in the secret realm?"

Alaric approached a pair that already teamed up. They were inner disciples he was friends with before he became a core disciple, and they were still on good terms.

"Sure, we thought to form a team of 4 or 5. We only need 2 more."

They recruited another core disciple, a woman called Helena, and one more female inner disciple named Miranda.

"You're lucky Alaric, I'm already with Catherine, so you got two beauties for yourself."

Tommy teased his friend as they were teleported. To avoid being separated, they held each other's hands, and Alaric was between Miranda and Helena.

"Don't be a pig, I will castrate you if you make a move on both of us."

"Haha, I will only make a move on you then."

After a few seconds of flirting, the portal finally exuded a red beam of light, enveloping the group of 5 and sending them inside.

"I'm not sure if it's a good thing, but this place is so full of people. Seems like we were transported to one of the most crowded spots."

Alaric remarked as he looked around and saw countless teams. Almost everyone was holding hands with a few friends.

"Hello, Inheritance Seeds. By entering here successfully you've cleared the first condition to earn the inheritance, which is having enough bloodlust. You, righteous cultivators, are hypocrites, haha!"

A voice resounded in the air. It explained to them the rules of the inheritance grounds, and about BP. As soon as it wished them luck, all hell broke loose.

"AHHH!"

"KILL THEM!"

"DEFEND, WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!"

"We must join hands against the evil cultivators, they're crazy!"

There were shouts, Qi streams, blood, screams, and generally one big mess. Alaric, along with his group, immediately took off and ran away, breaking out of the encirclement of evil cultivators.

It seemed like the secret realm separated the beginning point of the fourth-stage cultivators and the fifth stage, so at least they weren't attacked by people beyond their stage.

Amidst the chaos and turmoil of the war-torn secret realm, Alaric's group found themselves encircled by many evil cultivators. Swords clashed, sabers gleamed, and the air crackled with unleashed Qi. The onslaught of attacks was relentless, both from their enemies and the surrounding groups caught in the turmoil.

With Alaric at the helm, the group fought valiantly, pushing through the sea of adversaries. Tommy and Catherine, each prioritizing their loved one, fought back-to-back.

Their blades met in a flurry of strikes, parries, and counterattacks. Sparks erupted with every collision, illuminating the intensity of their clash. Their swift footwork and precise swordplay allowed them to land a series of rapid strikes, repelling their opponents.

Miranda's spear struck with precision, carving a path through the chaos, while Helena's Wind Qi unleashed bursts of attacks, clearing their way.

Sensing an opportunity amidst the frenzy, Alaric made a swift decision. Leading his comrades, he opened a daring escape, swiftly maneuvering through the war zone. With every step, they left the clamor and destruction behind.

Breathing heavily, hearts pounding, they finally broke free from the encirclement. The echoes of battle faded into the distance as they emerged from the messy battlefield, safe and sound. In their escape, they showed their resilience and excellent teamwork.