by <unknown>
Zhong Yue’s face changed continuously, and his eyes flashed with an acknowledging light.
Shui Zian was right, the human race didn’t have any gods while there were still other gods in the Ancestral Star. This was not the time for them to declare a war against the other races, not yet. Little Xuan Yuan’s divine sword was terrifyingly strong, but it could only stall a few gods at one go. But the other races had their own saint weapons as well, in addition to the many divine weapons.
Although the other race’s saint weapons couldn’t defeat the Xuan Yuan Sword, they could still stall it for some time. But if the Xuan Yuan Sword were occupied by the other saint weapons, Swords Gate’s strongest trump card wouldn’t be able to protect them anymore.
But … this was such a fleeting opportunity that Zhong Yue didn’t want to let it slip.
Clan Master Xia, Mister Kun Da, Feng Wuji and the others were anxious. The ambiance in Swords Gate golden summit tensed up and the outbreak of a blood-curling battle began to feel inevitable. Zhong Yue’s slightest signal of aggression right here could be the final impetus that causes war to erupt.
One must say, none of the heads were feeling good with their lives at the mercy of a human.
If Zhong Yue decided to let it slide, it would still be fine. But if he decided to take action, they would all die here in Swords Gate!
Zhong Yue’s face was changing drastically; one moment ago, his expression was gloomy and the weather would turn dark and cloudy as well; while in the next second, his face returned to calm, and the weather seemed to mirror this change.
The heads of the races were getting even more nervous while the other experts started shivering in fear.
All of a sudden, godly auras cleared the clouds around, the gods descended into the golden summit of Swords Gate. Six tall and almighty gods shrouded in godly rays stood around them, having a naturally superior air to the others.
The heads of the many races heaved a breath of relief, they bowed down and greeted respectfully, “Greetings to the gods!”
“Stand," the gods softly raised their hands, they then said, “No need for the formalities. Swords Gate acting headmaster, Zhong Yue.”
As they arrived and spoke, the whole of Swords Gate was stirred. The gods had been chasing after the insect god and for them to suddenly turn around to head back to Swords Gate, none of them knew what they had in mind for the human race.
Zhong Yue remained calm, he bowed toward the gods and asked, “I am here, may I ask, where is that insect god now?”
“Escaped, too far to be taken down." A West Barren god shook his head and sighed, he replied, “There is still a mother god hidden here in the Ancestral Star, she has suddenly emerged and salvaged that insect god. Swords Gate Headmaster, whatever grievances you have with the heads of the different races here today, I request that you forgive them and understand their reasonings for doing so. They are just hoping for the best for all of the Ancestral Star livings and were deceived by Yanmo He. It’s not really their fault.”
Zhong Yue replied politely, “Senior god, it was true I was caught in the moment. But upon thinking more deeply about the mater, I realized that they were deceived as well, leading to our current unfortunate circumstances. For the misunderstandings to be cleared now, I am happy as well, surely I won’t blame the senior martial brothers for this anymore.Hahaha, senior martial brothers, isn’t that right?”
Mister Kun Da, Shi Buyi and the others held a gloomy face, they let out dry laughs and thought, Whoever believes you would be idiots! You were just thinking of accusing us of colluding with the insect race and taking all of us down just seconds before! You just didn’t do it!
The West Barren god nodded softly and said, “The Swords Gate Headmaster is right, the insect god has been the one stirring the troubles here. We Ancestral Star should maintain our harmonious relationship to fight against the insect race. Since the headmaster is understanding enough to let go of his anger, you should all thank him for that.”
Despite the reluctance in their hearts, they all had no choice but to step up and thank Zhong Yue.
Rays flashed across Zhong Yue’s eyes, he accepted their thanks and said abruptly, “The human race was misunderstood by the others, the peace of Swords Gate Mountain was broken with ill-intentions, a survivor of the insect race expedition and a great contributor like me has been framed and tried to be killed. I can spare my life if that brings peace to the Great Wilderness. But they wanted Swords Gate to be torn into pieces as well, to eradicate humanity! As the acting headmaster of Swords Gate, I can never let such things go unanswered! Gratitude isn’t enough, we need compensation!”
Mister Kun Da immediately shouted with rage, “Zhong Yue, don’t you dare act so presumptuous! Wanted Swords Gate to be torn into pieces? You dare utter such words! You dare ask for compensations!? Do you have any sense of shame?”
Zhurong Yanqin also couldn’t hold herself back and she said, “Junior Martial Brother Zhong, please reconsider the statements you have made. You are the one who trapped us here in Swords Gate and threatened us with the divine weapons!”
The West Barren god frowned, he asked, “Zhong Yue, what compensation are you asking for? Be reasonable when you answer.”
Zhong Yue lowered his body from the waist as he said, “We humans rendered great merits to the Ancestral Star and yet, the many races have still enslaved our people, is this the way the Ancestral Star treats their contributors? Will this sow harmony to the Ancestral Star? I plead the gods to ask the races in handing back the humans to us, to the Great Wilderness.”
Shi Buyi furrowed his brow, he refuted, “The humans in our land are the animals we nurture, they are like our wealth. How can we hand them to you?”
The West Barren god furrowed his brow deeper, he said, “Zhong Yue, the humans cannot be all handed in to you, each race can only give out a few million to you. Nothing more than that.”
Zhong Yue said, “Senior god, a million is too little, I ask for at least ten million.”
The god raised his brows, there were only just over ten million humans in the Great Wilderness and Zhong Yue was asking for another ten million. Zhong Yue certainly had quite a large appetite.
The West Barren god shook his head, he said, “Two million, this is my last offer.”
“Nine million." Zhong Yue shot a pair of greedy eyes at the god.
The West Barren god broke into laughter, he said, “Trying to negotiate with me now? I said two million and it will be just two million.”
Zhong Yue scratched his head, he gave a last shot, “If that’s the case, how about two million nine hundred thousand?”
The West Barren god laughed while shaking his head as he said, “Fine, another nine hundred thousand on top of the two million. After you accept this, you shall never bring up this matter again.”
Zhong Yue nodded, the West Barren god turned to the heads of the races, he ordered, “Discuss among yourselves and hand out two million and nine hundred thousand humans to the Great Wilderness.”
Rendered with no choice, the heads could only nod their heads as they received the orders. Mister Kun Da braced himself and stepped forward, he asked, “Senior god, we Kun Peng Celestial Race doesn’t have any human slaves with us, can we not…”
The West Barren god glanced his eyes across him and said indifferently, “You Kun Pengs can exchange the human slaves with treasures from the other races.”
Mister Kun Da was left with no choice, he could only nod and step back down.
Zhong Yue was satisfied with the deal. Suddenly, he asked, “Senior god, there are two gods that returned from the insect planet, one is Yanmo He and who is the other?”
As he asked, those who were present felt their hearts tense up.
“I am the other one." An old and hoarse voice answered. Zhong Yue traced the voice and saw an old man with a bent waist as if he was carrying an invisible mountain on his back. He strode in mid-air and descended onto Swords Gate golden summit.
> When the whole world’s eyes was focused on him, the Zhu Jian god was placid and his voice was clear as he spoke, “I am the one who returned with Yanmo He, it is natural for me to be suspected as well. My fellow Daoist brothers, please do kill me if I am proven to be infected by the insect race.”
As he finished saying, the old man cast out his Pure Yang Yuan Shen and opened all of his secret realms wide, exposing it for everyone to inspect.
Then, the old man looked at Zhong Yue and asked, “Little friend Zhong, can I borrow your Swords Gate divine sword?”
Zhong Yue took out the Great Boundless Divine Sword and said, “Senior, please.”
The old man took the divine sword and swung it across the top of his head, opening up his skull and showing the world his brain. He turned the divine sword around back at his chest and sliced a huge wound across the middle of his torso. He pulled his ribs to the side and showed them his beating heart.
Slowly and yet steadily, the Zhu Jian god dissected himself and showed it all to the world.
This West Barren Zhu Jian god exposed himself clear to everyone around. Zhong Yue and the others were still fine as they couldn’t tell too much about it. But the other six gods could clearly see everything, if this West Barren Zhu Jian god was really infected by the insect god, he wouldn’t be able to hide it from them at all.
Moments later, a god laughed and said, “Senior Martial Brother Jiumu, please, keep your Yuan Shen. It is too embarrassing for you to do so in front of the junior. There is really no need to do it so openly.”
The old man kept his Yuan Shen and fixed his dissected body parts. He said, “Even the gods have to prove themselves, there is no reason for us to not be cautious in this matter.”
From Zhong Yue’s point of view, among all the gods he had come across, only this Zhu Jian god had the temperament truly befitting of a god.
Chapter 535: It's Not Easy To Be A Teacher |
The gods left after everything had been settled. The dragon race’s five clan masters that were going to leave stopped when they saw the gods arriving, and they left after the gods.
Zhong Yue smiled and said, “Senior martial brothers, forgive me for now as I cannot send you all out.”
“It’s alright, it’s fine!" The five dragon clan masters replied and hurried away.
The heads of the races stood up and left as well. Some apologized and notified Zhong Yue and Shui Zian before they left while the others left without even saying a word.
In just a few moments, the crowd dispersed.
The Yama Saint Clan’s clan master waited for the others to leave before he approached Zhong Yue and Shui Zian, he gave a series of dry laughs and said, “Elder Zhong, about my ancestor’s mortal body…”
The ancestor he was talking about was Yanmo He. Although Yanmo He was dead, his mortal body was still a huge fortune. Thus, the Yama clan master braced himself and approached Zhong Yue and Shui Zian for it.
“This is ours," Zhong Yue said in a serious tone.
The clan master’s laughter changed in pitch before it continued, he said, “Elder Zhong, you must be joking. Yanmo He is from our Yama Saint Clan, he is our demon god and our ancestor. We still have to return his mortal body to the race and worship him.”
“But he is now ours," Zhong Yue said resolutely.
The saint clan master cleared his throat, he said reluctantly, “Elder Zhong, please don’t try and bully us. The Yama Saint Clan is one of the eight demon saint clans, our strength and power is beyond your imagination…”
Zhong Yue titled his head and asked curiously, “I’ve killed all eight saint clan masters of your demon race before, you also want the Yama Saint Clan to need a new clan master?”
The saint clan master’s face turned gloomy, he swung his sleeves and left without saying anymore words.
With the last guest leaving in rage, Swords Gate was finally able to return to its usual peace.
Zhong Yue looked at Yanmo He’s mortal body, the god’s head was severed from its body; half of the skull lay at the foot of the Swords Gate Mountain like a huge wok.
The demon god’s lifeless mortal body was still standing upright on the ground.
“This wok can be used as a huge bowl!" Shui Zian said. His words shocked Zhong Yue greatly but the old grand elder stared at the broken skull as he mumbled with a pair of glimmering eyes, “Whether it be wine or anything else, this can be used as a container that can enhance its aroma even further!”
Zhong Yue was heard it and was speechless. He shook his head and said, “Grand elder, you can use the skull however you like. Also Yanmo He’s mortal body, you keep it as well. Oh, I need the demonic blood to nurture the divine herbs. Also, I need a monster god’s mortal body with me as well, it might be of good use.”
Then, Zhong Yue took out Yu Wenju’s mortal body and handed it over to Shui Zian. As for the demonic godly blood, he needed it for the divine herbs. Especially Husan Weng, the huge carrot had suffered greatly during the expedition to the insect planet.
After Zhong Yue returned to Swords Gate, he planted the huge carrot in a pile of godly soil that was ten times bigger than the pile he alloted to the other divine herbs, causing the other divine herbs to be incredibly envious of it.
The demonic godly blood contained incredible energy, it was very helpful when used to water the divine herbs.
Shui Zian stared at Yu Wenju’s mortal body with stupefaction. The monster god’s body was so large that it could wrap around Swords Gate Mountain a few times. If it were forged into a weapon, it would be at least a divine weapon!
Did this brat kill a god before?
…
For the next few days, the various races of the Ancestral Star transported the humans into Great Wilderness in droves. Shui Zian and the elders were overwhelmed by the colossal workload of arranging and settling the humans that were sent in. No one had the luxury of rest, let alone interrupting Zhong Yue’s activities.
Surprisingly, Zhong Yue didn’t go anywhere and cause any troubles. Most of his days were spent comprehending the【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】to a point where he forgot the taste of food and the peace of sleep. This【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】wasn’t just an art of the teleportation array formation, it was also a cultivation technique itself. The more he studied it, the more abstrusities he gleaned from within it. But the greater his comprehensions grew, the more numerous his questions became. It was as if the technique itself contained an endless stream of mysteries, so much that it seemed like he would need his whole life to finally understand it all.
This was the first time he ever came across in touch with such a high-end cultivation technique. Of the ones that studied in the past, the most abstruse technique would be the【Celestial Demon Tai Chi Art】that he created himself.
But even the【Celestial Demon Tai Chi Art】was child’s play when compared to the【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】.
Time and space — these were the two most mysterious laws of the universe. The totem patterns that manifested from them seemed to touch upon the mysteries of the universe. It was clear to Zhong Yue to studying this technique was no small task.
Xin Huo is really amazing, anything he hands out is so powerful. Zhong Yue praised, the【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】was a crucial part in the heritage of the Xin Huo inheritors, but there were still a few cultivation techniques that were on the same level or even greater than this in Xin Huo’s heritage.
If one were to get their hands on Xin Huo’s complete inheritance, how strong would they turn out to be?
There were many offensive skills contained in the【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】, but these offensive skills imposed a high requirement on one’s cultivation level, arcane energy and energy control. Zhong Yue suspected that these skills were meant for deities as they required godly totem patterns that only those on the level of gods were able to cast.
Oh my … skills that only the P
ure Yang Yuan Shen can cast…
Zhong Yue’s scalp tingled, he was truly shocked. Such strong skills were too stringent to the caster, one couldn’t even use it at all before having a Pure Yang Yuan Shen!
Can see but cannot use, what a pity! Zhong Yue quietly lamented in his heart.
He was currently at the level of Heavenly Dharma level working toward the True Spirit level. The【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】took him some time and he had spent days on skills that he couldn’t cast yet.
However, his efforts weren’t in vain either. If he wanted to cultivate the True Spirit, he would first have to cultivate both of his sun spirit Golden Crow and moon spirit Star Toad to the True Spirit level. Only then could he cultivate his Fuxi Yuan Shen to the True Spirit level.
To cultivate the sun and moon spirits to the True Spirit level, the fastest way was to cultivate beside the moon and sun. Thus, studying the【Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture】allowed him to place the better teleportation array formations to send him out of Ancestral Star into the space.
I have the moon core with me, there’s no need for me to go to the moon. But I will have to go to the sun for the Great Sun Golden Crow sun spirit…
Zhong Yue thought and decided, Alright, I shall go into a closed door training now. First, cultivate the moon spirit to the True Spirit level, then to the sun and cultivate the Golden Crow True Spirit! Lucky, Long Yue will be able to enter magnate level sooner than me and Bo Xun!
On that day, Zhong Yue went into seclusion to cultivate the moon spirit to the True Spirit level.
Meanwhile, Shi Buyi returned to Xian Kong Saint City, his face was changing continuously as he thought, Zhong Yue’s growth is way too alarming, and he has the wits to match that strength. He alone is more than enough to protect the Great Wilderness and human race! Our East Bareen is just right beside of the Great Wilderness, I won’t be able to sleep well at night if there’s such a strong neighbour sitting beside us … The divine eye of the Ming King, I need a complete Ming King divine eye!
