"Within three years, I will definitely revive Tianyong Mountain. Within thirty years, I will sweep across the Blackwater Secret Realm."
Wang Ye's voice was firm and powerful.
As soon as the words fell.
The entire audience was bewildered.
Most cultivators in Tianyong Mountain were like mud that couldn't hold water.
Yet Wang Ye intended to revive Tianyong Mountain within three years.
"I'm the first from Leiyang to disagree. I still like hiding in Listening Maple Forest, smoking Spirit Smoke every day, sleeping until three in the afternoon, and as for cultivation, it depends on my mood.
When I'm in a good mood, I cultivate for an hour a day; if I'm not, I just sleep and dream away the autumn."
"I'm the second, Han Shuang, to disagree. My dreams are molding in my pillow, filled with unattainable dreams and people."
"What, the Sect Master wants to revive Tianyong Mountain within three years? That's simply a fool's dream."
Almost all the cultivators shook their heads vigorously.
