Secrets of the Forbidden Grounds

"You said fourteen years old?"

"Oh, dear Primordial Celestial Lord..."

"…Since when did you start believing in Taoism?"

"In moments like these, it's best to pray to every god that exists."

There was no way Jordan, the Young Blade of the Heavens, would lie.

Not to his savior, no less.

And he was a martial artist at the early stage of the Transformation Realm.

He would never misjudge the level of an opponent who had surpassed Peak Mastery.

"…So everything you say is true?"

"Have I ever deceived you, Elder?"

"You've broken a few promises, though."

Jordan let out a deep sigh.

"Then I must complete the Primordial Transcendence Pill as soon as possible."

"You've been working on it?"

"One can never be too careful. I have been refining it continuously. Another month, and it will be complete."

The process was grueling.