Chapter 245: Dream! Goal! Mission!

"Uh! Third Elder, sorry for breaking your dreams but I am not gay." Mike's face was full of disgust when he looked at found the third elder examining his body from super close. At this moment, Mike regretted releasing his Space Barrier.

And, his new dress was freaking expensive.

"Ahem! Sorry, I was surprised by the Space Law that you have comprehended. Although you have a powerful physique and powerful bloodline, both of them didn't seem to be related to space. Rather, there was something else in your blood that possess Space Power."

"It's interesting. I have never seen anything else that could store the inheritance inside the blood except bloodline." The third elder coughed out as he separated away from Mike and stood in a straight position with the left hand behind him. His eyes were full of curiosity when he spoke.

Mike suddenly felt a threatening aura from the elder. He knew higher realm cultivators were strong. But, this was over the top. At least, he believed he could face off against Martial Lord. But now, he faced a serious problem.

A doubt rose up inside his heart. Suddenly, a flash of surprise appeared on his face. A smile lit upon his lips as he took deep breaths and release them.

'Hu! Fu! Hu! Fu! Hu! Fu!'

The doubt inside his heart starts fading away as the confidence overcame fear. The third elder was very fast on his expression. He quickly noticed the change in Mike. He noticed the fear rising in his eyes and slowly confidence overcoming it.

He smiled and said "Since you have comprehended Space Law and possess such an immense strength, I guess you could participate in that battle. If we win, you can get a chance to obtain the second stage of Immemorial Perfect Sword Body Technique."

"I guess you were somehow fated for it. But still, who knows what might happen in the future."

'Damn right! Who knew I would end up in the world of cultivation just before I started taking everything seriously?' Mike nods his head with a little bit of miserable emotions. He was missing Jenny and others. It has been over a week now.

He had already sent the message but it would take almost a month. And, there were many things that weren't accomplished. First, he hasn't made Olive a heavenly maiden. He hasn't kicked Elf Prince's ass. And, he hasn't developed his guild.

At this moment, he can only put his trust in Jenny and others. And, it's not like he doesn't trust their abilities. If he hadn't trusted her, he would have never given her the responsibilities. So, the only thing that he didn't trust was her strength.

And, now he has no choice but to trust her strength. But deep down, he knew he was putting his trust in Alena. Even though he knows Jenny's bloodline might be stronger than Alena's bloodline.

"Alright, this will be your sect token. Disciple Zemin will give you a tour around the sect and introduce everything to you." Suddenly, the third elder threw a sword-shaped bronze token at him startling him. Although Mike caught it, he was a little out of balance.

As Mike nods his head, the third elder continued "And, when elders are talking, try to listen carefully. Do not drown in your own thoughts. You can think about everything else whenever you are alone. It is not polite. You might miss something crucial information."

"Yes Elder!" Mike instantly recognized his mistake and bowed down.

Hearing his loud voice, the third elder smiled and Zemin tilts her head. Mike and Yufei followed her. Just when they passed by, the third elder looked at Yufei with confusion.

'It wasn't right. How can law surround a person who doesn't have spiritual roots, bloodline, or even physique? It might be my misconception.' The third elder froze as he speculate but shook his head and returned to his normal self.

Zemin took Mike and Yufei to the main hall. As they entered the hall, they found several designs of swords and mythical creatures on the walls. Suddenly, Mike's eyes fell on three statues.

Thump!

In an instant, an intense pressure brought him to his knees.

"Dear, what happened?" Zemin instantly rushed in front of Mike but an invisible barrier stopped her. She turned her head to the side and saw the pressure released by the middle statue. She didn't understand why the statue released the pressure on Mike.

She didn't care. When she saw Mike having a hard time breathing under such pressure, she knew this was intense. She released qi in her sword and slashed the barrier. But, it didn't even leave a mark.

Whoosh!

"Stop! There is no need to interfere." Suddenly, a hand caught her shoulder and the voice rang on her ears. She stopped as she turned around with large eyes and shouted.

"Sect Master!"

"Don't worry! The founder is actually helping him." The sect master was surprisingly young. His height was nearly six feet with a slender body. And, his complexion was pale white. His face was curved at his cheeks compared to his forehead. His nose was long and his hair was black.

Though the dress he wore was gorgeous. The black long coat above a black shirt and pants. His dressing style was completely different from the elder. His black crystal eyes were piercing the barrier and looking closely at Mike's condition.

At this moment, the pressure was pulling him down. Mike released his Space Barrier but it didn't work. He instantly released his Slaughter Spirit, Fighting Spirit, Blood Spirit, and Spear Spirit. But, the pressure still hits him hard to the ground.

Mike puts his head between his forearms as he felt harder to lift his head. Suddenly, the Chaos Spirit erupts out of his body. In an instant, the pressure became weak.

Bang!

But, the next moment another pressure landed on his body. This pressure complemented the previous pressure and smashed away the chaos spirit. He had barely raised his head and now it came crashing back the ground.

'That might have your willpower. But, it is not yours.'

'It belongs to your talent. Blood, Chaos, Fighting, Slaughter, all of them belongs to the emotions and talent.'

'Show me your dream, show me your goal, show me your mission!'

Suddenly, a few words rang on his mind. His eyes widen upon hearing these words. Although the author didn't clearly differentiate the sound of characters by a lot, he got a general idea of the sound.

When the last words were spoken, three different sounds were spoken one after another by different people.

'Show me your dream' Xia Long Fei spoke.

'Show me your goal' Xiao Zhen spoke.

'Show me your mission!' Ji Urhou spoke.

These words constantly rang on his mind. Mike became more drowned in his own thoughts.

'Dream! What is my dream? What was my dream? The greatest adventure. Is it a dream or is it my goal? God of Sex! Is it my goal or my mission?'

'My dream? My goal? My mission? My dream? My goal? My Mission? My dream? My goal? My Mission? My dream? My goal? My Mission? My dream? My goal? My Mission? My dream? My goal? My Mission?'

'God of Sex! Greatest Adventure! Strongest Man! God of Sex! Greatest Adventure! Strongest Man! God of Sex! Greatest Adventure! Strongest Man! God of Sex! Greatest Adventure! Strongest Man! No! No! No! This is not true.'

'Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man! Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man! Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man! Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man! Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man! Greatest Adventure! God of Sex! Strongest Man!'

'My dream is the greatest adventure. My goal is the God of Sex. And, my mission is to be the strongest man.' Mike gritted his teeth as he realized his dreams, goals, and mission. He thought Greatest Adventure couldn't be a dream.

But, he was wrong. It was always his dream. And, dreams can be never be changed. God of Sex, king of the harem, this was always his goal. Dream? It wasn't his dream. It was his goal. A goal he set for himself to achieve whether it was in his previous life or this life.

And, his mission was to become the strongest. Because without strength, he can't protect his harem. Dream, Goal, and Mission! Three of them interlinked with each other. Just like the people who asked him.

Xia Long Fei did everything he can to fulfill his dream not caring whether it's bad or good.

Xiao Zhen fulfilled his dream of becoming the best swordsman.

Ji Urhou didn't accomplish his mission but he indeed brought a lot of trouble for Xia Long Fei and Xiao Zhen.

Among them, the most accomplished person was Xiao Zhen. He was the only person who accomplished his goal, becoming the best or rather invincible swordsman. He can't be defeated. He can't be killed. And, he is always invincible with his sword alone.

Mike gritted his teeth as he tried to stand up. He used all of his physical strength but even so he could only move an inch. Suddenly, the third statue also released the pressure on him and all of them asked at the same time.

'Can you reach the top? Can you fulfill your dream? Can you fulfill your goal? Can you fulfill your mission? Can you defeat us and become the strongest?'

'My path is the Path of Strongest Talent.'

'My path is the Path of Invincibility.'

'My path is the Path of Undead.'

'What is your path?'