Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Who knows when, but between the two carriages a giant campfire was set up. It was already deep into the night and Hu Qianqiu’s face was really ugly.
Three hours had passed, and the Prince still hadn’t returned.
Hu Zhongyuan couldn’t take it anymore. His brow was filled with impatience. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but managed to bear with it. Finally he grumbled, “Dad, I hope you can stick to your word and only wait half a day for him…”
Hu Qianqiu didn’t reply, coldly staring at him before sitting down. After a short while he stared with tiger eyes at a nearby mountain moat.
“Since Zong Ling has come, why not come over to talk. Did you really think I’m deaf and blind to not notice you?”
When he said that, a light scoff spread out seven miles away. Zong Ling showed himself and brought Feng Xiao and the others, walking over.
When the distance was a thousand feet away they sat down and chose a stone that was taller than a human. Zong Ling laughed coldly, “I didn’t expect to hide from you! Mr Hu Qianqiu is a Xuanwu Ancestor of eight Earth Chakra Meridians. Without Martial Ancestor cultivation, who can hide from you? Only I’m a little curious why you and your son came all the way here. Is it to discuss something secret?”
They eyes of his follower Feng Xiao lit up immediately. Although this Zong Ling had the temperament of a Young Master, it was the right way to treat Hu Qianqiu, generous and open and showing no signs of fear. No wonder Zong Shi trusted him to take charge of this thing.
Even Hu Zhongyuan showed a respectful gaze.
“Discuss in secret?” Hu Qianqiu laughed, a cold light shining in his eyes. “Since you know that the Prince and I are discussing secrets, aren’t you afraid I will kill you to shut you up?”
Zong Shou scoffed slightly, not caring. “If you have such an intention, you can do so quickly, I won’t resist. If you want to reject going under my brother then there’s nothing I can do. Gantian Mountain doesn’t lack your Iron Tiger race. What you need to know is that your secret meeting here with the Prince is something that not only my brother worries about, but even Zong Yang and that Zong Shiyuan will have doubts. As for the matters within, please contemplate them seriously.”
Hu Zhongyuan frowned, sighing slightly before persuading his father, “Young Master Zong Ling has a noble identity and is one of the direct bloodlines, father. How can you speak to him like that?”
Hu Qianqu scoffed heavily, wishing to smack his spineless son. The killing intent within his eyes shone brightly.
In the end, he didn’t say anything and looked away.
“You seems to be capable. Whether or not the Prince and I have any secrets, you can just listen on at the side and find out..”
He sighed slightly as he spoke, bringing with it a lot of regret. If that Prince was half as good as this Zong Ling, he would stop at nothing to help the only descendant of his brother take the throne.
Zong Ling laughed in disdain, not speaking anymore. He casually took out some snacks, sitting on the rock and filling up his stomach. While he ate, he swept his gaze at Xuanyuan Yirenn, who was seated on the other carriage. His eyes were filled with vengeance and also greed.
The current Xuanyuan Yiren had her fingernails sticking deep into her flesh, using the piercing pain to suppress her uneasiness. She was staring at the mountains and hills, hoping that Zong Shou wouldn’t appear.
Li Yunnaing’s expression was also unsettled, worry appearing in her eyes. However, what she was worried about was different from Xuanyuan Yiren.
Hesitating slightly, she took in a deep breath, making up her mind. “Little Miss, can you leave with me for a moment, I have something to tell you!”
Xuanyuan Yiren’s brow furrowed, she didn’t think much about it, still staring at the hills, “Whatever you have to say, why can’t you say it here?”
Li Yunniang shook her head slightly, her tone turning cold and serious, “It concerns our Xuan Mountain City and also your parents. We can’t let others listen to it! I only need a short moment…”
“My parents?” Xuanyuan Yiren was startled, turning around in doubt. “Is that true?”
Seeing Li Yunniang’s serious face and certain eyes, she bit her cherry lips. After hesitating for a moment, she jumped up and moved towards a side.
Li Yunniang instantly relaxed, her eyes complicated as she looked at that hill. She immediately got up and followed closely behind her mistress.
Watching those two shadows slowly disappearing from his field of sight, Hu Qianqiu’s brow furrowed, filled with some doubt, “What are these two planning?”
He didn’t care too much, raising his head and looking at the sky, then at Yin Yang. His voice was cold as he questioned, “Half a day has passed. I, Hu Qianqiu, said that I would leave! Since I said I would wait for half a day,I won’t waste any moment more. One hour from now, no matter how you beg me, I will return immediately back to Gantian Mountain! Yin Yang, you need to know that it isn’t me not giving the Ruler face. It is because the Prince is so late. Making this trip for you is already me being righteous and kind!”
“Please don’t be angry!” Yin Yang’s expression was still unfazed, with some confidence he said, “I am unsure if the Prince can rush back in time, I only know that if you miss it, it will be your lifelong regret!”
Hu Qianqiu’s eyes opened wide in disbelief. Yin Yang’s tone actually showed no signs of panic and he was really calm, like he wasn’t bothered about whether or not he left.
Even that Lian Fan, who wasn’t a Gantian Mountain person, why was he like that, too? Not only was he willing to work for Zong Shou, he even seemed proud of it.
Some curiosity rose in his heart as he started to look forward to it. Maybe the son of his old friend could give him some surprises!
Hu Zhongyuan on the side had a wholly opposite feeling. “What words are those! My father shouldn’t have even made this trip!”
After a mocking laugh, Hu Zhongyuan looked to the side and saw Zong Ling and his men eating dry rations. His face sank, and he waved his sleeves to the side. There were a few servants by the campfire who understood his instructions. They carried two barbecued Wild Tooth Pigs over to Zong Ling, at the same time raising a fire by his side.
Zong Ling didn’t reject the gift, directly taking a hind leg and biting down onto it. Instantly his face was covered in grease, the taste fresh and delicious. He couldn’t help but nod his head gratefully towards Hu Zhongyuan. The latter smiled, his heart relaxed and delighted.
He thought to himself that his father paid too much attention to the relationship between the Ruler and himself. He needed to be the one who planned for the future of the Iron Tiger race.
-That Prince, although he is the direct son of the Ruler, his dual meridians make him trash. How could he become the Monster King? Father is really becoming old and silly.-
Young Master Zong Shi was not only one of the direct bloodlines of the Sky Fox Zong Family, he was able to reach Xiantian at twenty! Many hidden sects in the Donglin Cloud Continent wanted to accept him as a direct disciple.
Being born in this chaotic world, only the strong could stand up and protect Gantian Mountain.
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Dozens of miles away, the battle had ended quickly. The entire process took less than ten minutes.
Zong Yuan lay face down in the dirt, unable to move. However he could still speak. “Why aren’t you killing me? Why did you stay your hand? With your skills, if you want to kill me, you won’t need ten breaths! This is a humiliation! I would rather die than let you show me mercy!”
Zong Shou smiled before sheathing his sword. The Purple Lightning Spear this person used was really good. As Zong Weiran said, he had hopes of becoming an Ascended. It wasn’t referring to after the Spiritual Energy Wave, but before it!
His talent could compare with the direct disciples of some large sects. The unfortunate thing was that his spear technique was too messy and didn’t form up into a system.
He suddenly had an idea. He smiled, asking, “Is this Purple Lightning Spear technique self-made? Did you learn your technique yourself?”
Zong Yuan was startled, coldly scoffing, “I’m not a child of your direct bloodline, so how could I learn any good techniques? Those big sects wouldn’t accept me, as they worry because I’m from the Zong Family. Apart from learning myself, what can I do? If I had your background, the one winning today would be me! I would definitely let you die under my spear…”
Zong Shou’s eyes lit up, as he had more respect for this person. His skill wasn’t much weaker that Deceitful Sword Ren Qianchou. However, his talents could be compared to the Hundred Thousand Blood Killer!
Not bothering with his last statement, Zong Shou casually waved and a lightning glow appeared on his palm. He smiled slightly as he said, “Speaking of the Sky Fox Zong Family, I’m just from the branch bloodline! We should have the same enemy. If you have regrets, I have a lightning technique here. If you are willing to follow me, I don’t mind passing it to you!”
Zong Shou was immediately tempted, but he still turned his head, “It’s better you kill me! I’d rather die than be a traitor!”
Zong Shou couldn’t help, but smile wider. “Cousin, you really are honest and sincere; why are you hanging with those snakes? Why not follow me? Not only can you live, but you can also learn this pinnacle technique?”
He looked towards the side, and saw that Long Batian’s corpse was dealt with by Chuxue. She directly captured a few beasts and without needing to instruct them, they ate him up without leaving any trace. The only things left were some things he carried.
Chuxue had followed him for many months and was getting much better at destroying traces and corpses…
Zong Shou smiled and looked in the direction of the flame signal. He had wasted a lot of time because of these two people. That Hu Qianqiu was famous for his short temper, would he be too impatient to wait? It is best if he went over quickly…
