A Farmer's Journey To Immortality-Chapter 431: Bloodline Oath: Kill the Mad Immortal
Velia's playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a stern, resolute expression.
She stepped forward, her golden eyes locked onto Aksai's. "Of course," she said firmly.
"I want you to avenge the fallen disciples and sect elders of the Holy Land Torel. Specifically, I want you to confront and kill that mad Immortal who brought destruction to this world. The remnants of the Holy Land Torel will never rest until we bring down our worst enemy."
Aksai's breath caught for a moment. 'I knew it.'
"I guess you already figured it out. That makes it easy for me to tell you what I have to tell you. You will need to take a bloodline oath," Velia continued, her tone unwavering. "This oath will bind you to a solemn promise: you must do everything in your power to eliminate that mad Immortal whenever you encounter him.
"If you fail to uphold this oath…" She paused, letting the gravity of her words sink in. "The blessings you receive from the Druid's Blessing will turn into curses. Instead of empowering you, they will tear you apart from within.
"And don't think you can use delay tactics to circumvent the oath. This is intent-based spiritual practices we're dealing with here. You can't fake intent—not to yourself. If you even try, your cultivation base will stagnate or, worse, become crippled."
Her golden eyes bore into Aksai's, leaving no room for misinterpretation. "This is the price of the Druid's Blessing. Are you willing to accept it?"
Silence hung between them. Aksai's mind raced, weighing his options. He thought of everything he had learned—the sacrifices of his ancestors, the destruction of the Holy Land Torel, and the countless lives lost to the greed of a single Immortal.
'Hmmm… normally, I wouldn't agree to join a sect, especially one that's practically dead. But I have to think logically. Since I have the Myriad Worlds Painting, he's already my natural enemy. Even if I refuse the blessings, I'll still be a target for those after the artifact. In that case… I might as well accept the blessings.'
His hands clenched into fists at his sides. Up until this point, he had prided himself on staying a drifting cultivator, free of sect ties and obligations.
But now, he realized that freedom was an illusion. With the weight of the Myriad Worlds Painting on his shoulders and the dangers it brought, there was no real choice.
He had to accept the discipleship of a dead sect—because his life depended on it.
After all, Aksai wasn't like Amel Everwood, who could give up a divine artifact out of guilt. He wasn't a cultivation prodigy like Amel, nor was he driven by strong emotions of revenge.
He couldn't afford to give up the Enchanted Everwood Farm or the Myriad Worlds Painting because he knew his future depended on them. He was very clear about his own limitations.
If he relied solely on his mid-grade Spirit Root Aptitude and the scarce opportunities in the Dadangar Subcontinent, becoming a Core Formation Lord would be nothing more than a distant dream. He might not even break into the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm in the next 100 years.
The reason he had become a Foundation Building Expert at such a young age was because he had travelled to Sharang and Acarnis. Without the resources from these two worlds, he might have still stayed at the bottom of the barrel.
As such, Aksai technically only had one choice: to agree to Velia's demands, even if it meant attracting future troubles. Unprecedented risks could be dealt with later. First, he needed to secure the present to ensure he even had a future.
"I understand," Aksai said, his voice steady but filled with conviction. He met Velia's gaze head-on. "You're asking me to carry the will of the sect forward. To be the one who rights the wrongs of the past. I accept."
Velia's eyes softened briefly, a faint smile forming on her lips.
"I thought you might," she said quietly.
"But understand this—this path will be harsh. You may be hunted if and when your identity is exposed.
And don't think that traveling to other worlds using the artifact will help you escape the reach of powerful Immortals.
"Give those arrogant Immortals, including that madman, some time, and they'll eventually find you again. Exploring new worlds is commonplace for powerful Spirit cultivators.
They might even find it easier to target you in foreign worlds, where you could be more easily identified. You'll face dangers far beyond anything you've encountered so far. But if you're determined, the blessings of the Holy Land Torel will guide and strengthen you."
She paused, her gaze serious.
"So what I'm saying is—think it through.
I know that as a drifting cultivator, you value your freedom. And because you have the Enchanted Everwood Farm, you probably think joining a sect won't benefit you.
I am also sure that you don't feel obligated to Holy Land TorelWhile there are many perks to being a core disciple of the Holy Land Torel, I can't deny that your concerns are valid to some extent.
"If you're uncomfortable with the risks, I'll ask you to relinquish ownership of the Enchanted Everwood Farm and the Myriad Worlds Painting. Of course, I'll compensate you with Soul Artifacts and other valuable resources from the sect's treasury.
But know this—there's nothing in the sect's treasury that holds equal value to the Myriad Worlds Painting.
That artifact is a genuine divine artifact, making it priceless. Not even the combined wealth of the entire Dadangar World could equal its worth.
"Then again, if you give up the artifact, the Mad Immortal won't pursue you in the future. You won't have to shoulder the burden of avenging the destruction of the Holy Land Torel."
She took a step closer, her voice softening. "So, I ask you—what price do you put on your safety? Is it worth taking such a risk to gain the blessings? These questions can only be answered by you."
Aksai smiled as he understood many things from Velia's words.
"Is this why you were not that excited to make me come here? Because you knew that I liked being a drifting cultivator and coming here might mean that I'll have to carry on such a huge responsibility?"
Yelia simply nodded.
She indeed did not want Aksai to accept such a huge responsibility while he was only a Foundation Building Expert. It was like asking a kid to take on a veteran heavyweight boxing champion.
No matter how smart and talented the kid was and how much he prepared, he would easily get overpowered once both came face to face. Saying that the difference was huge was an understatement.
Aksai needed time to grow so that he could truly carry on such a huge responsibility. He needed to become a powerful Spirit cultivator of the entire Dadangar World before he even thought about standing up to the Mad Immortal, which was already a very difficult target.
Even if he achieved that target in future, he will still not rival the Mad Immortal's cultivation base. This meant that Aksai would always feel pressured to progress forward in his journey.
Overthinking was one's greatest obstacle in finding success.
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As such, Yelia wanted Aksai to grow quietly without revealing his connection to the Holy Land Torel.
However, she couldn't not lead Aksai here either because she wanted him to understand the dangers of being the owner of a divine artifact.
Plus, Aksai was already planning to explore various worlds as much as he could. The exploration was a dual-edge sword. As such, she wanted Aksai to know about the history so that he wouldn't make the same mistakes that her previous owner Amel Everwood did.
Plus, Yelia was already aware of Aksai's nature. She knew that Aksai wasn't driven by extreme emotions or lofty ambitions. Not really. He was a logic-driven Spirit cultivator who prioritized his safety above everything else.
So what if the Everwood clan's members had been killed by the Mad Immortal? Aksai had nothing to do with them.
As much as he was associated with the Holy Land Torel, there was no way he would put his life on the line for the sect willingly. As such, she knew that her sister Velia would make Aksai agree to the bloodline oath before bestowing him with the blessings.
In short, there were many merits and demerits for Aksai to come to the Holy Land Torel. As such, Yelia chose to stay silent for as long as she could.
She decided to let Aksai grow as a Spirit cultivator naturally while keeping her influence to its minimum in all of his crucial decision-making processes.
Aksai didn't take long to decide. Although he prioritized his safety over erratic gains in his cultivation journey, he wasn't a coward. In fact, he felt even more motivated than before to become stronger
"I'm ready to take the bloodline oath," he said resolutely. "Tell me what I need to do."
"Hehehe. I knew I liked you."
Velia smiled, her expression fierce and proud. "Good. Let's begin."
