Zhao Letian's strength far exceeded the expectations of the Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers, in fact, it wildly surpassed their predictions, defeating all five of them with a single palm strike, which was terrifying.

"Could it be, the rumors are false? Does he still possess the peak level strength of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm?"

The Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers stared at Zhao Letian, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back at the bow of the boat, the same question arising in their minds.

"Are there any other people on this island?" Zhao Letian urged the boat forward quickly and spoke indifferently, as if nothing had happened just moments ago.

"No, just the five of us, brothers." The young Martial Artist from the small success stage of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm instinctively responded.

"Very good, you may leave. I need to borrow this island for a while," Zhao Letian said calmly. This is а sаmplе frоm Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе. Rеаd thе rеst оn

"Borrow?" The Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers all furrowed their brows, exchanged glances, and felt speechless inside, thinking it's a robbery yet phrased so courteously.

However, they didn't know that Zhao Letian really just wanted to borrow it temporarily. Once he had recovered enough strength, he intended to reclaim his original island where the Primordial Energy was much denser.

Nevertheless, Zhao Letian did not care what the Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers thought; after speaking, he directly urged the boat towards the island ahead. The palm strike he executed earlier should have shown the clear gap between them. If they were wise, they should leave immediately, otherwise they could forget about leaving unscathed.

"Zhao Letian, wait a moment, we brothers have something to say!" Just as the boats passed by each other, the young Martial Artist from the small success stage of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm suddenly shouted.

"Speak," Zhao Letian said indifferently, his boat pausing for a moment.

"We wish to share the island with you!" The young Martial Artist from the small success stage of the Primordial Martial Ninth Realm and the other four exchanged glances, then mustered their courage to speak.

They understood that a talented and powerful Martial Artist like Zhao Letian usually does not prefer to share an island for cultivation with others. Their request was excessive, and Zhao Letian might likely refuse. But, as long as there was a sliver of hope, they had to propose it, because once they leave this island, it would be hard for them to find a better place to cultivate.

"You wish to stay? That is fine, just don't disturb me, and if you interfere with my cultivation, you know the consequences," Zhao Letian said nonchalantly. Although it was just a small island, not only could it accommodate five or six people, but even fifty or sixty people living together would easily be manageable. He did not mind the Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers staying.

"Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers, thank you Brother Letian, we will absolutely not disturb you," the Galaxy Sect's Five Tigers all gratefully clasped their fists and thanked him, surprised that Zhao Letian was so amenable.

Zhao Letian then no longer paid attention to these five, hastened his boat towards the approaching island, and then leaped ashore.

"The central courtyard of the island, as well as the area east of the courtyard, from now on belongs to me; the area west of the courtyard is yours. Anyone who crosses the boundary knows the consequences," Zhao Letian clasped his hands behind his back and declared loudly while gazing into the depths of the island.

"Understood!" The Galaxy Sect Five Tigers responded in unison, their faces filled with relief. Zhao Letian not only allowed them to stay but even gave them half of the island, a truly generous gesture.

Thereafter, Zhao Letian moved into a courtyard located in the middle of the island, while the Galaxy Sect Five Tigers began to construct their new residence.

...

The courtyard in the middle of the island was not small, featuring several simple bamboo buildings and a spacious yard.

Zhao Letian looked around and found the courtyard fairly clean. He chose a bamboo building at random, gave it a quick clean, and settled down to meditate and regulate his breath.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had recovered to his optimal condition, sweeping away the fatigue of the long journey.

"First, let's initiate a blood pact with the sword and refine it," Zhao Letian thought, drawing his sword and using its sharp blade to cut his finger. He smeared his fresh, red essence blood on the sword, subsequently beginning to infuse it with Primordial Energy, causing it to levitate in front of him as he slowly refined it.

The time needed to refine a Spiritual Artifact can vary—it can be used without refining, but the longer it is refined, the stronger its spirit, making it more responsive in combat. Moreover, some Spiritual Artifacts, after years of continuous refinement by their owners, can even develop Spiritual Wisdom and become incredibly powerful.

Zhao Letian did not refine it for long, stopping after an hour.

"Contract." After the refining, Zhao Letian established a certain connection with his sword. With a thought, the longsword shrank to the size of a palm, and then with a wave of his hand, he stored it inside his Storage Ring.

"Next, I must prepare to reclaim my island," Zhao Letian noted sharply. He hadn't forgotten how arrogantly Luo Hao had taken his island. This account must certainly be settled.

Additionally, his cultivation had now recovered to the Seventh Realm of Primordial Martial. If he wished to advance further to the Eighth Realm here, even with the help of Mid-Grade Essence Stones and elixirs, it would still take half a month, and to return to the Ninth Realm, the time required would even more significantly multiply. However, returning to his own island, with its richer atmospheric Primordial Energy, would save a substantial amount of time. Therefore, he must reclaim his former island at any cost.

Yet, although with his current strength, facing those at the minor and major completion of the Ninth Primordial Martial Realm wasn't too problematic, facing Luo Hao at the peak of Ninth Primordial Martial Realm was somewhat unrealistic.

As the second-ranking outsider of the Galaxy Sect, Luo Hao's strength was inherently stronger than his peers and he could even face someone who had just entered the True Martial Realm directly. Now, Zhao Letian must exert all his efforts and perform a Life-or-death Strike in hopes of defeating someone newly entered into the True Martial Realm. There was a clear gap between their strengths.

"Compared to Luo Hao, my shortcoming is my lower cultivation. If I had the cultivation of the Eighth Primordial Martial Realm, defeating him wouldn't be difficult. But to recover to that level, I still need a lot of time, and I don't want to keep waiting. It seems I must learn a powerful Martial Technique first," Zhao Letian pondered. Defeating Luo Hao and reclaiming his island was just the first goal upon his return to the sect; after that, he had a score to settle with the even more powerful Shentu Yu, hence his urgent desire to grow stronger.

For Martial Artists, besides cultivation, Martial Techniques are also an important factor in improving strength. Zhao Letian had so far only learned Yellow-level Martial Techniques. If he could master an Xuan-level Martial Technique, perhaps he could defeat Luo Hao with the cultivation of the Seventh Primordial Martial Realm.

"The Early Stage Xuan-level Swordsmanship, 'Dragon Roar Nine Sword,' can produce the sound of dragon's roar from the sword. If it can produce nine dragon roars, the Nine Dragons Resonance, its power can rival that of a Ground-level Martial Technique. Good, this will be the one." Zhao Letian quickly found a satisfying Martial Technique from the memories passed down in his mind. It was a complete and uncompromised sword technique, though extremely difficult to master, and reaching the state of Nine Dragons Resonance was as hard as ascending to heaven.