Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 708

Wang Wei watched as a young man walked into the Sect Master Hall. The young man looked presentable, at least on the surface. His clothes and hair were perfectly arranged; however, he had bloodshot eyes.

A depressing and defeated aura emanated from his body despite trying to hide it.

'A broken spear, huh,' thought Wang Wei as he watched the young man before him. If the previous Jin Mengyao was a tall and mighty spear that dared to pierce anything between Heaven and Earth, the current him was a rusted and broken one.

'His Origin Essence is constantly fluctuating, showing he lost control. His spiritual power and Blood Essence from his fleshly body are also constantly leaking. Forget about entering the Void Shattering Realm, his life span will also drastically decline.'

He frowned since he did not expect this kid's Dao Heart to reach such a terrible shape. Wang Wei looked at the elders, and many people lowered their heads. They tried to reduce Jin Mengyao's arrogance but crippled him instead, ruining such a talent for the sect.

'The sectarian sides were happy to have two Emperor-Potential Talents like Cai Song and Jin Mengyao, and asked the other families not to interfere too much in their training. However, they ruined him instead.'

Wang Wei did not blame them as he understood their approach. They did not want Jin Mengyao's ambitions to prove the Dao in this generation to ruin the good relationship between the two factions. And given how monstrous of a talent Wang Wei was, they knew the latter had no chance.

And it did not help Cai Song was very close to his Wang Clan because of the Puppet Legion despite being a member of the sectarian faction. Unfortunately, the way they attempted to curb the latter's arrogance was too much and basically destroyed Jin Mengyao instead of helping him.

'And now I have to clean up their mess,' thought Wang Wei, secretly shaking his head. Anyway, this was his job as a sect master.

"Jin Mengyao has seen the sect master," said the young man before properly bowing. Despite trying to remain calm, Wang Wei could detect the trembling of his body and the desolateness in his voice.

Wang Wei nodded to him before asking, "Do you know why I call you here?"

"Disciple does not know."

"It's about your Heart Devil."

Jin Mengyao could not hide the trembling of his body, and he had to clutch his hand tightly to control his emotions.

"Do you think I call you to gloat or establish my superiority?"

Jin Mengyao did not answer. A part of him felt this was true, while the other thought the person in front of him was leagues above him and had no need for such petty things. As such, he was conflicted and chose to lower his head and not answer.

"It's this mindset that got you in the current situation. You are a talented disciple of the sect. So, your success and glory will also be my success and glory. Do you understand?" _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

"Y-Yes."

Wang Wei knew these words were insufficient to convince him or deal with his current situation. But he had an idea and decided to test it out first.

"Watch this," he said, puzzling Jin Mengyao before seeing an image appear before him. It was a great battle of the sect master.

"Impossible!" accidentally yelled Jin Mengyao as he watched this fight. "This is not real." He almost screamed these words.

"It is," calmly said Wang Wei. "It appeared right after I entered the Primordial Spirit Realm–your current realm."

Jin Mengyao could not believe what he was seeing. The man he thought was a monster beyond human understanding, the man who hunted him in his dream, the man who made him question his talent, worth, and future–he was losing to someone else. More than losing, he was maltreated as this battle was a one-sided beating.

"No, this can't be real."

"It is," replied Wang Wei. "This is the first defeat of my life and the only one I fully acknowledged. I lost that battle–if it can even be called such."

Jin Mengyao watched this fight with his mouth open. The sect master's defeat was more miserable than the one he suffered in the Battle Pagoda. He knew the sect master became scarier the higher his cultivation and could not compare to the Primordial Spirit version he fought. Even then, he did not expect the battle to be so one-sided.

"After that defeat, what do you think I did? Do you think I wallowed in self-pity, swearing at the Heavens how unfair the world was? Curse that I did not have a better talent? Do you think I gave up and accepted my fate?"

Jin Mengyao lowered his head before muttering, "Sect master, it's not the same."

"How is it different?"

"I'm sure you spend some time cultivating before defeating your opponent and regaining your lost honor. Me? I have no chance."