Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The forest was silent for a moment before there was movement. A twenty-odd year old teen, his face red and smooth, looking dignified in a Taoist robe, awkwardly walked out of the forest. Quickly he turned cold and serious, “You are Zong Shou, the Prince of Gantian Mountain?”
Zong Shou subconsciously touched his face, thinking to himself, -I am really famous, no matter where I go there are people who recognize me.-
This person’s robe seemed really familiar, like he had seen the images on it before.
Thinking back to the memories of his last life, Zong Shou said, “So what if I am? You are from Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect?”
“That’s right! Fourth generation disciple, ninth direct disciple, Long Batian!”
That teen’s face was cold and arrogant as he brushed his chin, saying with disdain, “Since you know my identity, then you should know why I’m here! If you’re smart, then give up on your marriage with Yiren! Yiren is a daughter of Heaven, how can a dual meridian trash like you taint her? You’re just a toad and you want to be with a dove? Only my sect’s Senior Master Han Nishui is good enough for her!”
Zong Shou only felt helpless. He truly was famous. Pretty much everyone who met him would step on him and mock him.
However why did he feel happy when he heard the name Long Batian?
In his last life the martial cultivating novels loved to use similar names. What Long Aotian, Long Jingtian, Long Zhengtian etc, how annoying.
The name sounded good and strong, but if one saw it a lot, it was a little disgusting.
This Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect’s disciple intake rules were really bad. The one in front of him looked around twenty-eight and was just a Xiantian Master that had opened two Earth meridians, to think he could be a direct disciple…
Why did this person come? Even if it was to force him to annul the marriage, he was a little too weak…
He was originally planning on not talking with this person and wanted to directly attack, but he changed his mind. He decided to bear with it, not thinking in a bad direction.
There were too many people who had died at his hands today.
Making up his mind, Zong Shou shook his head, “Nope! In the past I didn’t care about the marriage, but I changed my mind. As for whether or not I am good enough for her, it’s none of your business! Unless Yiren herself changes her mind, I can only say sorry!”
Chuxue was staring at the square-faced man in rage. She didn’t like Li Yunniang, but she loved Xuanyuan Yiren. During these last few weeks, Yiren would give her some pills which were sweet and delicious. Every day after she caught birds she her muscles would not be sore.
That Long Batian’s face flushed green before returning to normal as he nodded his head coldly, “Forget it! I have already spread the message, whether or not you listen is up to you. I just hope you won’t regret because of it!”
He flung his sleeves backwards, like he was about to leave. However, after taking half a step, he pulled out his sword, his body like an arrow on a bowstring as he chopped towards Zong Shou’s neck.
That cold sword image was as swift as lightning. When it chopped down on Zong Shou’s body, only then did Chuxue blink and finally react.
Long Batian’s eyes were fierce and filled with evil glee. Just as he was about to enjoy the feeling of his sword slashing into meat and bone, he saw Zong Shou give him a mocking look.
In the next instant Zong Shou disappeared in front of his eyes. His body became illusionary, and the sword passed through, and then he felt like his chest was smacked by a giant rock.
A thunderous sound, Long Batian’s twenty-four ribs immediately cracked loudly. His entire body flew backwards for several hundred feet before managing to stop.
He was dizzy and only after numerous breaths did he barely recover some awareness.
He immediately spat out blood and felt that his chest had broken into pieces. His ribs were stabbing into his organs.
Just as his eyes were filled with loss about what had just happened, Zong Shou easily crossing hundreds of feet and shifted in beside him.
Long Batian’s body trembled as he remembered what had happened. It was this teen who had casually kicked out into his chest and heavily injured him.
Seeing Zong Shou still smiling warmly, Long Batian’s heart tightened. At this moment this polite and gentle half-Monster teen didn’t feel weak, or like someone he could bully anymore. There was only a deeply hidden darkness and viciousness, as well as an uncertain amount of strength, as well as that decisive counter-attack from before.
Rage rose within his heart. Long Batian tried to keep calm, but his face couldn’t help but twist, “Well done! What a Zong Shou, I’ll remember the matter of today! One day I’ll take revenge on you!”
Zong Shou smiled and pulled out a Lightning Tooth Sword, casually waving it around and bringing with it a lightning glow as if he was testing out the feeling in his hands.
Long Batian was astonished, and he laughed coldly. “You dare to kill me? I am the Fourth generation disciple of Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect, the ninth direct disciple! Between the two of us, it is still a personal grievance. But if you dare to touch me, my Sect will wipe out your Sky Fox Zong Family!”
Zong Shou’s lips twitched. -Wipe out my Sky Fox Zong Family? Why do I feel good instead?-
He wished the Sect could help him deal with it, as it wasted his energy and time.
Thinking about that, the sword in his hand chopped down. The man beneath his feet was instantly beheaded!
Long Batian’s head dropped to the ground. On it was rage and disbelief, -This Zong Shou actually dared to kill him! How? His body speed, that leg which he couldn’t dodge, that was obviously Xiantian!
-How could this Zong Shou cultivate, and how was he so strong? He should be a dual meridian trash that couldn’t cultivate…-
Waving the sword once more and flicking away the blood, Zong Shou’s lips revealed a mocking expression. -How dumb, did he think I would let him off?- Be it Tanqiu in his last life or Zong Shou in this, he didn’t have a habit of showing mercy, especially to people who had tried to kill him.
As for that Mysterious Cloud Sect, it was just the Third of the Spirit Houses, so how would he put them in his eyes?
However, he still needed time to destroy the traces, so he would need to have time to do so.
Feeling a headache coming on, Zong Shou smiled, turning to the forest on his left. “Come out, you should have seen enough of this show!”
Chuxue just walked up to his side and was shocked, looking around dumbfounded.
Was there someone else apart from this Long Batian here?
This time the two of them didn’t need to wait, a person stepped out from the darkness. He was holding a spear, his expression flickering.
Chuxue was startled, “Purple Lightning Spear Zong Yuan?”
She had not only seen this person from afar at Gantian Mountain City, she also met him up close at the Cloud Saint City auction.
Zong Yuan didn’t reply, the spear in his hand trembling and moving in a circular motion, like a poisonous snake all coiled up, warily looking at the beast in front of him. His eyes were cold as he stared at Zong Shou with doubt and disbelief, and also fear.
Zong Shou looked at his spear and couldn’t help but laugh out, “You saw what happened? What does cousin think about it?”
“What do I think? Prince is really strong! I have no chance of winning. Be it Zong Shi or Uncle Zong Hao, the people in the race are wrong about you.” Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, his face turning greenish purple, but he answered truthfully. He asked, “Was Deceitful Sword Ren Qianchou, Mist Sword Xie Jun, and Rage Sword Yun Tao killed by you?”
“Yes!” Zong Shou didn’t plan to hide this matter.
Zong Yuan’s expression became more solemn, “Then that Hundred Thousand Blood Killer Li Yaling was also killed by the Prince?”
Zong Shou’s brow furrowed in astonishment, asking slightly curiously, “You know? You saw?”
“No!” Zong Yuan shook his head, “I was twenty miles away and knew that the Xuanwu Ancestor couldn’t make it in time. I went to observe that place and it seemed like only you were able to kill him!”
The hand that was holding his spear couldn’t help but tremble. His heart was also about to jump out from his chest. When he was ordered to rush to Cloud Saint City, he didn’t expect that this Prince who couldn’t cultivate and was seen by all as the disgrace of Gantian Mountain was actually such a monstrous person!
To be able to kill Ren Qianchou and the other two in just sixty breaths, such a skill was invincible under the Martial Ancestor Realm! Thinking about it, only this Prince had the ability to fight Li Yaling within the forest!
Zong Shou smiled, “You are smart. Like what my Father said, not only your martial talents are top in the race, even your brain is good…”
Zong Yuan didn’t say anything, raising his spear and leaving.
If it was only to kill Deceitful Sword Ren Qianchou, he wouldn’t hesitate to try. Even facing those three together would only make his fighting spirit grow.
But to kill Li Yaling after that battle and behead him, this Prince wasn’t human!
As a martial cultivator, it is good to be fearless and to have determination to win every battle. But if you were stupid to challenge someone you had no chance of beating, that wasn’t being valiant, that was being stupid, really stupid, water-entering-your-brain stupid!
His body flashed and he was dozens of feet away. In the next moment he suddenly stopped.
In front of him a giant black lion was lying on the ground. Its eyes were ferocious and muscles locked tight, like it was ready to spring, locking up any way out.
Zong Shou shook his head, raising the sword in his hand. “What a lack of ambition! Let me see your Purple Lightning Spear, and whether it is as my father said, that it can get you to the Ascended Realm…”
