World of Cultivation - Volume 06 - All Hail Our King

by Fang Xiang

  Countless thoughts attacked An Mo's mind and stunned him.

  Shi did not seem to notice An Mo's loss of composure. His tone did not change at all. "An Mo, starting from today, you need to assist the new king."

  An Mo shook and refocused. He could hear that King was making arrangements for after his death. His heart was filled with unvoiced sorrow. He looked seriously at Shi and said, "King's orders, my mission!"

  Then he turned and bowed to Zuo Mo. "This subordinate An Mo greets King!"

  He did not know much about Zuo Mo, the most of which were those almost legendary stories. Since King had chosen Zuo Mo, then Zuo Mo was certainly the most suitable choice.

  Zuo Mo smiled at An Mo. "Don't call me king, you can call me Zuo Mo."

  Zuo Mo was at ease and did not show any wariness. An Mo could not see any traces of joy from Zuo Mo's face. He had accepted the throne as though it was natural. Suddenly, An Mo had more confidence in King's choice.

  "In the past, I hoped to unite the Nether Realm as fast as possible so I left the four Nether Lords. It seems now that the decision was incorrect." Shi did not avoid admitting his past mistake. "Jia Man and Hai Xin Bing will definitely rebel. You Zhe is not to be relied on. However, I have preparations and you do not need to worry too much."

  Zuo Mo listened carefully and did not interrupt.

  "I have told all of Nether Realm that the new king is about to ascend to the throne. The leaders of every faction will go to the Nether King Palace to meet you." Shi looked directly at Zuo Mo. "You go, accept the Nether Realm, you must receive the acceptance of the majority of them."

  "Alright!" Zuo Mo did not oppose this. He was steady and confident.

  Shi gazed at Zuo Mo and suddenly said, "I will leave the Nether Realm to your care. I hope that you will let it recover peace and calm as soon as possible, no matter what you do in order to do so."

  "Alright!" Zuo Mo promised seriously.

  "Go prepare, and then leave," Shi suddenly said, "Leave those five people here. I will wake them. This is the last thing I can help you with. I cannot forge, but leave the dragon heart and the ghost fire, I'll do it."

  Suddenly, Zuo Mo had a feeling he was going to cry.

  Was it the sorrow at such a strong person about to pass away? Or the reminders of what having an elder was like? Or being moved by the deep emotion for one's homeland?

  Zuo Mo wasn't clear.

  He raised his head and tried to make himself show a smile. His tone was solemn as though he was making an oath. "I will treat the Nether Realm like I treat Mo Cloud Sea!"

  Shi smiled and said gently, "Go."

  Nan Yue was practicing hard in the Ten Finger Prison.

  The present Ten Finger Prison was not as popular as before. Right now, not many just focused on cultivating consciousness. This place was more a place for people to communicate.

  However, Mo Cloud Sea's shen power was built on a foundation of the three powers. Due to this, the yao of Mo Cloud Sea still had the habit of entering the Ten Finger Prison to cultivate.

  Right now, the yao in Mo Cloud Sea were more common than when Daren had left. Ming Yue Ye's purging of the yao ranks had never stopped. Many families faced calamity. The Blue Flower Family had been affected as well. At that time, they thought of Qinghua Xue. They managed to contact Qinghua Xue after great effort in hopes that their family would be allowed to move to Mo Cloud Sea.

  Qinghua Xue reported this to Gongsun Cha. With Gongsun Cha's agreement, the Blue Flower Family moved into Mo Cloud Sea.

  Unexpectedly, the movement of the Blue Flower Family caused many other families to follow suit. They all requested to enter Mo Cloud Sea.

  Gongsun Cha did not hesitate in agreeing.

  In the past, Mo Cloud Sea's problem had been that they had too many people but not enough land. As they expanded over the years, Mo Cloud Sea's territories had broadened greatly. Many places had more land than people. It hadn't been a problem to settle these families.

  Due to the influence of this wave of immigrants, the number of yao in Mo Cloud Sea was much higher than before. The present Mo Cloud Sea had truly become a gathering place for the yao, mo, and xiuzhe.

  Just like usual, Nan Yue sat thinking after a day of cultivating was finished. Every time at this moment, she would think of the past when Daren had taught her the South Sky Arrow Art. She had always persisted in cultivating in the place where Daren had first taught her yao arts.

  She wondered how Daren was … …

  She seemed to be easy-going but she was actually very sensitive.

  Daren's paper crane filled everyone with confidence in the future. Everyone was working hard and waiting for Daren to return.

  However, ten years had passed!

  While Lil' Miss Daren was still dutiful, while everyone was still persisting, Nan Yue perceptively realized the change in attitudes in some people.

  The lower ranks were in turbulence, especially the families that had joined Mo Cloud Sea later on. They didn't feel any loyalty to Zuo Mo. They felt that Mo Cloud Sea's ruler less state could not continue. Rather than waiting meaninglessly like this, it was better to choose a new master of Mo Cloud Sea first.

  Lil' Miss Daren accidentally heard this once and was enraged. He killed that group of people.

  No one dared to discuss this topic openly but discussions in private did not calm. Everyone who had been with Daren to start Mo Cloud Sea was extremely angry about discussions like this. A divide gradually appeared between the old and the new factions.

  Daren! Return soon!

  Nan Yue felt great urgency.

  Suddenly, Nan Yue stilled. She rubbed her eyes.

  Did she miss Daren so much she was see a delusion? Nan Yue asked herself.

  After she finished rubbing her eyes and opening them, that figure still stood there calmly and smiled at her.

  Nan Yue was stunned where she was. Suddenly, tears poured down.

  "Daren! It is you! Is it really you?" Nan Yue said incoherently and with great excitement.

  "Yes, it's me." A smile spread on Zuo Mo's face.

  Nan Yue could not stop her sobs as her vision blurred.

  Gongsun Cha was working hard on the desk. Of everyone, his burdens were the greatest. He was struggling to manage every day. Every matter of Mo Cloud Sea would gather at his table. He knew that he was alright at war, but he was just acceptable at other fields.

  But other than him, no one could take up the position.

  In military matters, Bie Han could share the burden. Ma Fan, Tang Fei, and the others had grown up, and he did not need to worry so much. But managing the people was where he wasn't skilled, it wasn't just tiring to deal with the matters, it was also painful.

  He felt extremely uncomfortable spending everyday on these complex and petty matters.

  He really wanted to just focus on leading a battalion and fighting. That would be so pleasurable!

  But Shixiong was not here. Other than him, no one else would be accepted by the group. No matter how painful it was, he could only grit his teeth and continue. He could not have Shixiong come back to a mess!

  Suddenly, Nan Yue charged in.

  Gongsun Cha raised his head and saw Nan Yue's tear-streaked face. He couldn't help but laugh. "What is it? Nan Yue, who bullied you?"

  "I, I saw Daren!" Nan Yue panted.

  Snap!

  The brush in Gongsun Cha's hand snapped landed on the ground. He seemed to be struck by lightning.

  Translator Ramblings: And Zuo Mo finally gets back into contact. The remaining chapters are really rapidly paced. Not many left to go!

  Chapter 878: Ten Years!

  After completing his daily cultivation Fei Lei jumped out of the medicinal pool. The muscles of his refined body did not bulge out like before, but each curve was even tighter and well defined.

  He put on clothes and walked out of the cultivation room.

  There was a large hall outside the cultivation room. People chatted and boasted in here. Their
lives were actually very dull. Other than the routine cultivation, everyone would only go out to raid when they lacked resources.

  Fortunately, this was a group of not so normal cultivation maniacs. No one felt that there was anything wrong.

  "Old Fei, how much money is left in the account? When are we going out again?" someone shouted.

  Fei Lei glanced over and snorted, "Did you recently achieve a breakthrough? Bored?"

  Fei Lei had great authority among this group, not just because he managed the accounts, but because he had travelled far and wide to find each of them in the past.

  "What breakthrough, he's been a failure recently, I'm far ahead of him!" someone added in.

  "You are say I'm a failure? You're done for! If you have balls, let's go to the sparring field!"

  "Ha! Who is afraid of you! Let's go!"

  The two ferociously walked towards the sparring field and immediately pulled away a large group of people that wanted to watch.

  Fei Lei sat down and then listened to the broadcast of the Seven Star Mo Insect on recent major events. Suddenly, he stilled and listened carefully. The Seven Star Mo Insect was similar to the sound tablet of the xiuzhe.

  The new Nether King was ascending to the throne!

  They were stationed close to the Nether Realm but they rarely went there. Ever since the Nether Kinga appeared and the Nether Realm was united, that place was not suited for bandits to survive.

  King!

  Fei Lei suddenly became restless. The blood summons of the past had allowed him to find his destiny. He had worked so hard to find these problematic youths. The name he had given them back then was the King's Horn. He had done everything he could do in the hopes that one day, he could accomplish his mission.

  He had been filled with confidence, especially after Liang Wei took over the battalion and showed outstanding talent. Fei Lei had been filled with hope towards the future. He had never seen such a powerful and talented battle general. He had believed that under Liang Wei's training, these young and rebellious youths would achieve the glory that belonged to them just like their ancestors.

  Just like the name he first gave this battalion, King's Horn!

  However, the king was not here now.

  Fei Lei was filled with pain. When the news of the battle of the Central Plains reached them, when he and Liang Wei found out, it was like lightning had struck them. They immediately lost their motivation. If even the king didn't exist, then who was the horn blown for?

  As expected, Liang Wei could not find Pu.

  While Liang Wei would go to Pu Pu's Home For Battle Generals every few days, he would return with disappointment each time.

  The same events repeated for ten years.

  Fei Lei admired Liang Wei greatly. The predicament that this battalion had faced back then was almost unimaginable. Their connection to Mo Cloud Sea had been cut off, their materials and shen equipment cut off. Other than Youqin Lie who was occasionally able to provide them with some help, all other supplies were stopped. However, Youqin Lie was working under Ming Yue Ye and the help he could provide was limited.

  Having lost the sense of belonging, the scarcity of funds and resources, the battalion looked as though it was about to collapse.

  But they didn't.

  Liang Wei led them to raid like bandits to replenish their supplies. However, Liang Wei always controlled their slaughter. He did not want them to truly descend to become bandits.

  They were a battalion, not bandits!

  Liang Wei told them that they had received news from Mo Cloud Sea that Daren would come back. Liang Wei changed the name of the battalion back from the Wolf Head Thousand Monster Camp to King's Horn. But Fei Lei knew that their contact with Mo Cloud Sea had stopped a long time ago.

  But Fei Lei was also willing to believe this lie. He also saw a thread of hope when Mo Cloud Sea did not descend into chaos.

  Maybe Daren would return!

  They struggled to survive like this. Liang Wei's viciousness allowed each of them to not fear the difficulties. Youqin Lie would occasionally send them intelligence of some rich targets. This had been of great help to them.

  Few could imagine that a group of bandits like this had maintained daily battalion training for ten years. Each of their raids was like a battle, and they would design a complete battle plan.

  They did not relax at all.

  However, Fei Lei knew that they could not wait forever. Time would cause purpose and loyalty to slowly fade. A battalion that lacked loyalty would only fall to become bandits. At that time, they would truly become bandits.

  Fei Lei's heart was full of pain.

  But he did not show it. Just like usual, he wandered off in his mind as he thought. One would never detect any worry from his stern face. He always controlled his emotions. He knew his influence on the battalion.

  Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Liang Wei come in. Fei Lei raised his head and was about to call Liang Wei over to discuss their battle plan as Youqin Lei had sent over another message.

  But when his gaze landed on Liang Wei's face, he stilled.

  It was the first time Fei Lei had seen Liang Wei with such an expression. Liang Wei's face was flushed red as though he was drunk. His facial muscles were unconsciously twitching, his steps unsteady, Fei Lei thought he would fall at any moment. His wolf-like eyes were misty.

  Had something happened?

  Fei Lei's heart jumped. Suddenly, he recalled that this was usually the time when Liang Wei went to Pu Pu's Home for Battle Generals.

  Had something … …

  Fei Lei's expression suddenly turned pale and his heart almost stopped beating. His eyes were wide as he started at Liang Wei, unable to make any sound.

  "He, he's come back!" Liang Wei who was as vicious as a wolf murmured.

  Fei Lei felt the blood rush to his head, his legs weakening as he fell to the ground. A long time later, like a person who had almost suffocated to death, when the air reached his lungs, his body started to tremble.

  Fei Lei sobbed loudly.

  Ten years of waiting!

  Anticipation, longing, hope, hopelessness, pain, endurance, all of it within these ten years of waiting.

  The stern man cried like a child.

  Liang Wei's eyes were rimmed in red, and tears rose but he gritted his teeth and tried to control his tears so that they would not flow down. He used so much force that his face was twitching. He didn't dare to speak. He was afraid if he relaxed slightly, the tears would fall down.

  He was like a wolf, how could he cry?

  He crouched down next to Fei Lei and patted Fei Lei's shoulder. He continued to pat.

  They were the best partners!

  Right now, and in the future!

  He knew the emotion and effort Fei Lei had invested into his battalion. He knew just how difficult and painful this past decade had been for Fei Lei, just like he knew that the pain Fei Lei endured these ten years was far greater than his.

  He was only here in order to fight, to create his own battalion. He waited in order to repay the other for giving him the opportunity. However, Fei Lei was not the same. That was his purpose, his lifelong mission. Other than this, Fei Lei had to be responsible for these youths that he had recruited personally. This feeling of responsibility had tormented this man for ten years.

  Suddenly, Fei Lei stopped sobbing. He wiped his tears and said in a hoarse voice, "Where is he?"

  Liang Wei recovered his calm and his eyes flashed. "In Nether Realm!"

  "Nether Realm?" Fei Lei was astounded.

  "He's the new Nether King!" Liang Wei was also astounded, but at this time, he admired Fei Lei's almost dazed expression.

  Fei Lei was in a daze for a long time before he murmured, "King's Horn! We are the King's Horn!"

  "He instructed that we travel to the Nether Realm as soon as possible, he needs guards." Liang Wei recovered his calm.

  "He's in danger?" Fei Lei changed expression.

  Liang
Wei's expression also became grave. "He did not say, but he said for us to meet up with him immediately."

  "Then what are we waiting for, let's go!" Fei Lei unhesitatingly stood and moved quickly.

  Looking as Fei Lei recovered his vitality and spirit, Liang Wei's lips curved in a hint of a smile. His wolf-like eyes also flashed with fire and fighting spirit.

  Silent for ten years, do you still remember that youth, Liang Wei, that sprinted after the enemy for ten thousand li!

  Ten years had passed, the youth had become middle-aged.

  And it was time for the horn to be sounded.

  Liang Wei balled his fists!

  The news that the a new Nether King was ascending to the throne shook the world.

  Ever since the Nether King united the Nether Realm ten years ago, the Nether Realm immediately became one of the most important factions in the world. However, this Nether King had always been low-key and never communicated with the outside world. However, no one doubted the power of the Nether King. Up until now, the Nether Realm was the only place that had not been touched by large scale war.

  Compared to the chaotic Hundred Savage Realm the reason Nether Realm was strong was because of the appearance of the Nether King.

  The Nether Realm that was thought of the most stable suddenly had the news that a new king was ascending to the throne. How could it not be a shock?

  The Nether King had just united the Nether Realm ten years ago. Why was the Nether King abdicating?

  Was the Nether King's life at end?

  People knew very little about this new king. They just knew that he would be taking the throne in a month at Nether King Palace. The new Nether King was the appointed successor by the old Nether King. Theoretically, there was nothing to argue about his ascension.

  However, the upcoming ascension of the new Nether King was filled with uncertainties. Would the other factions submit? The authority of the first Nether King was obtained through war. But the new Nether King lacked this authority. Of the four Nether Lords, only An Mo and You Zhe openly supported the new king. Other than this, the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord also supported the new king but they were fighting fiercely against Eastern Nether Mansion. The silence of Eastern Nether Mansion and Northern Plains Ice Mansion also caused people to have a negative outlook on the new Nether King.