She was Wu Huang’s twin, and had also obtained a portion of the sacred dragon blessing which naturally allowed her to sense the changes in it.
Evidently, Wu Huang had lost.
Moreover, he had lost to the so-called crippled dragon from the Great Zhou Empire.
However, Wu Yao did not really feel anything towards Wu Huang’s loss and the subsequent seizure of the sacred dragon blessing.
Because she was a cold and aloof person.
In addition, she could detect the abnormal love Wu Huang had towards her, something that she was not fond of at all.
"Zhou Yuan…"
She softly said his name. Soon after, a bewitching smile rose from the corners of her red lips as she softly said, “It seems that you truly are that sacred dragon. Even after falling into a dark abyss, you still managed to crawl back out…”
Her gaze lifted slightly, as if piercing through space to see a certain figure in Cangxuan Heaven.
“I know that you want to take back all of the sacred dragon blessing, right? What a coincidence. The truth is that I too plan on enjoying the blessing alone…”
Wu Yao’s slender fingers gently lifted the fine black hair that hung over her cheek, her dignified looking eyes slowly closing as a faint voice seemed to sound.
“Zhou Yuan, keep on growing even stronger… because the day we eventually meet will be the day I devour you…”
“You should take care. After all, I am not an idiot like Wu Huang…”
“Heehee…”
Chapter 200 Difference in Treatment
Faint mists swirled in the vicinity of the small cobbled path on which Zhou Yuan cautiously advanced. After several minutes, the view before his eyes gradually expanded as a stone pavilion appeared in his sights.
Zhou Yuan approached the pavilion, only to be stunned. To his surprise, there was already someone inside.
In the stone pavilion, a beautiful figure in white leaned against a stone chair. Her white clothes outlined her slender curves, fine black hair hanging downwards, a bottle in one hand and a cup in the other as she leisurely poured for herself and drank.
Zhou Yuan’s gaze paused on the beautiful figure’s face. the corners of his mouth immediately beginning to twitch.
“Yaoyao?!”
Zhou Yuan’s eyes nearly popped out from their sockets.
Zhou Yuan could not help but ask, “You! Why are you here?!”
Yaoyao lifted her gaze, looking towards Zhou Yuan as she softly chuckled. “Ha, not bad. I did not expect you to be the ultimate winner… this has truly surpassed my expectations.”
Yaoyao cocked her head as she smiled and continued, “I too do not know how I arrived here. When the green flood descended, I was picked up and sent here.”
Zhou Yuan’s face practically turned green with indignation. He had fought nail and tooth,
In contrast, Yaoyao had done nothing at all, but she was still able to reach this place earlier than him!
Even with his mental fortitude, Zhou Yuan could not help but feel a little shattered by this difference in treatment. How could the gap between two people be so tremendous?
"How is this fair!" Zhou Yuan walked into the pavilion, snatching the cup in Yaoyao's hand and downing it in one fluid motion.
Yaoyao stared at the cup in Zhou Yuan's hand which she had been drinking from earlier. Her eyes immediately narrowed dangerously as she asked with a slight smile, "Zhou Yuan, do you want to die?"
Upon hearing her danger laced tone, Zhou Yuan instantly understood and hastily put down the cup as he awkwardly said, "I'm seriously injured, and any little knock might kill me. Please don't be rash."
Yaoyao rolled her eyes at him and snatched back the cup. If an outsider dared to do what Zhou Yuan had just done, she would have blasted him to ashes with a hundred Genesis Rune scrolls long ago.
Zhou Yuan hurriedly tried to change the topic with a smile, “Big sis Yaoyao, what is this place? Isn’t there suppose to be a blessing here?”
Yaoyao stretched her back, exposing her proud, soul-stirring curves as she lazily said, “No idea. I’ve been sitting here drinking for most of the day and haven’t gotten a look around.”
Zhou Yuan was speechless. Others would be willing to even throw away their lives just to vie for the blessing, while this Yaoyao was gifted with a headstart but barely showed any interest. In her eyes, finding the blessing was clearly ranked much lower than finding good alcohol.
“I was waiting here to see who would eventually come in. If it was Wu Huang or Ye Ming, it would mean that you failed, and I will help you chase them out.”
Yaoyao’s spirited and clear eyes stared at Zhou Yuan with some surprise as she continued, “However, I did not expect that you would actually make it… meaning Wu Huang lost to you?”
A slight warmth flowed in Zhou Yuan’s heart when he heard this. So the main reason why Yaoyao had stayed here was because of him.
Zhou Yuan calmly said, “Yea, I fought with him, slayed his physical body and snatched back a portion of the sacred dragon blessing. Unfortunately, his Spirit escaped.”
“Tch tch.”
Yaoyao placed a hand on her sharp snow-white chin as she smiled and said, “Such an outcome is indeed somewhat out of my expectations.
Her eyes swept across Zhou Yuan’s face, seemingly smiling as she said, “Why are you acting so calm, you’re clearly very pleased with yourself, right?”
The corners of Zhou Yuan’s mouth twitched in embarrassment.
Yaoyao’s fine crystal-like nails gently tapped the jade bottle. “But it is a feat you should be pleased about. Even I never expected you to reach so far.”
Zhou Yuan was surprised. “You’re praising me?”
Yaoyao extended a hand and gently rubbed Zhou Yuan’s head as she earnestly said, “You have potential little boy.”
Zhou Yuan’s face turned black with anger as he lightly smacked away her hand.
“As for his Spirit escaping, it doesn’t sound like it will be a problem because he has already lost his best chance.” Said Yaoyao with a chuckle.
Zhou Yuan nodded, an additional trace of confidence on his calm face as he said, “I’ve already slayed him once, and will naturally be able to kill him a second time. He won’t be so lucky next time.”
In the past, he had lagged far behind Wu Huang, making it the most dangerous period for him. Even so, he had managed to persist through this period.
It was as Yaoyao said. Wu Huang had lost his best chance.
And such a chance would not appear again
Yaoyao rose to her feet, her black hair swinging past Zhou Yuan's face along with a whiff of tranquil fragrance. She lifted her perfect, unblemished face, light shining upon it as she peered into the distance and said in an unenthusiastic voice, "Hai, since we're here, let's head further in and see what's here."
Zhou Yuan's eyes glowed upon hearing this, his eyes filled with impatience. He had suffered all sorts of hardships in order to come here, all for the sake of the greatest blessing. Hence, compared to Yaoyao's laziness, his heart was practically leaping from his throat.
The two walked out of the stone pavilion, heading deeper into the place.
They walked along the cobbled mountain path, passing through a dense forest, before their footsteps finally came to a halt. To their front was a cliff.
Beyond the cliff was seemingly endless swirling mists.
A giant pine tree stood by the edge of the cliff. Under the tree was a white jade stone chair on by which a figure stood.
"Finally here?"
The moment Yaoyao and Zhou Yuan's eyes fell upon the figure, a gentle and kind voice was transmitted over.
The figure raised his head. One would see that his jade like skin was just like a baby's. Long hair scattered behind him, his face was that of a young man. His eyes however seemed to contain an ancientness that spoke of countless years of experiences.
When Zhou Yuan met his gaze, the former felt an indescribable pressure, pre
ssure that even made his Spirit tremble faintly.
This made Zhou Yuan understand that the handsome young man before them was an extremely terrifying existence.
In fact… he was likely the legendary Saint that had died.
Of course, the one before them was likely just a mere fragment of the original.
Even though he was only a fragment, he was still able to make Zhou Yuan feel an indescribable pressure.
After spending some time accustoming themselves to the pressure, Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao approached.
"Elder." Zhou Yuan cupped his fists together, respect on his face.
Yaoyao was still somewhat listless, even unable to stop herself from covering her mouth as she yawned.
The young man merely smiled faintly. He stood up as his gaze swept across Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao, those bottomless eyes seemingly able to see through all secrets.
He walked over, giving a casual nod in response to Zhou Yuan's respect, before casting his gaze towards Yaoyao.
He looked at Yaoyao, a long and close look.
In that moment, Zhou Yuan could sense satisfaction and admiration appear in the man's gaze.
He then laughed softly.
"I've finally met you…"
Zhou Yuan was practically on the verge of tears. Come on! I was the one who fought all the way up here with my abilities. Why is there such a huge difference in treatment?
Chapter 201 Patriarch Cang Xuan
When Zhou Yuan was nearly about to burst into tears due to the difference in treatment, Yaoyao raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the mysterious existence that wore the form of a young man and asked, "You know me?"
The refreshingly handsome young man chuckled, but did not answer her question. "I know Cang Yuan."
"You know master Cang Yuan?" Zhou Yuan was taken aback, some astonishment in his gaze at he looked towards the young man. "Elder, you are?"
The young man before them seemed to be about the same age as them, but his seemingly bottomless ancient eyes told them that he was definitely an ancient monster like existence.
The handsome young man fell in thought for a bit, before he smiled and said, "I am the Saint who died… you may call me patriarch Cang Xuan."
Zhou Yuan secretly remarked in his heart, “As expected, this young man is that legendary Saint.”
“Of course, the current me is merely made from a little Spirit energy. My original body has already died.” Patriarch Cang Xuan spoke with a faint smile, his expression honest and forthcoming.
“But why is Cang Yuan not by your side?” Asked patriarch Cang Xuan as he looked towards Yaoyao.
Yaoyao's pretty face dimmed slightly. "Grandpa Hei was attacked by mysterious enemies, so he left."
Patriarch Cang Xuan’s eyes widened a little.
“Elder, do you know where I can find grandpa Hei?” Yaoyao’s bright eyes looked towards patriarch Cang Xuan. She had grown up under Cang Yuan’s care, and treated him as a grandpa. She was naturally worried about Cang Yuan, but did not know how to find him.
Patriarch Cang Xuan shook his head. “You need not worry for him. The old guy’s pretty capable, and will naturally seek you out when he feels that it’s safe.”
A trace of disappointmented flitted across Yaoyao’s eyes, before she began to ask another question, “Does elder know of my roots?”
She had lived with Cang Yuan in the isolated domain since young, and had never come into contact with the outside world nor knew where she came from.
At the very least, she should have parents, right? Cang Yuan had never mentioned such matters to her, although Yaoyao did not mind too much.
In addition, there were the mysterious enemies that even grandpa Hei was fearful of. Where had they come from? She could feel that those people were likely after her.
Patriarch Cang Xuan was silent for a while, before he spoke, “It is not appropriate for me to speak of these matters, but you will discover the answers for yourself if you find a chance in the future.”
His words were clearly avoiding Yaoyao’s question.
Hence, Yaoyao did not ask any further on the topic.
“Hehe, am I right to say that the two of you have come here searching for my blessing?” Patriarch Cang Xuan smile widely as he hurriedly shifted the topic.
Yaoyao did not respond, leaving Zhou Yuan no option but to step in. “We were directed here by the Saint Tablet…”
Patriarch Cang Xuan smiled and said, “Do you want to hear my story?”
Before either of them could reply however, he had already seated himself by the white jade tablet and summoned two stools from the mist with a wave of his hand, before he warmly said, “Come, have a seat.”
Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao exchange a look, before they sat down.
Patriarch Cang Xuan beamed as he shot a look at Zhou Yuan. “Cang Yuan has good eyes, he’s gotten himself another pretty decent disciple. Over the years, this is the first time I have seen such a weak person arrive here.”
Zhou Yuan's face turned black. Was this praise or an insult.
With a faint smile, patriarch Cang Xuan beckoned with his hand, causing the mist to gather. It filled their surroundings, the surging mists transforming into a screen of sorts.
In the screen, a figure stood in the air. From his appearance, it was patriarch Cang Xuan.
Vast and seemingly endless Genesis Qi surged above patriarch Cang Xuan’s head, covering the heavens. It was impossible for anyone to imagine how powerful such Genesis Qi was.
However, patriarch Cang Xuan’s expression was extremely grave, while seemingly carrying something in his arms. At closer inspection, one would find that it looked a little like a baby.
The world in the screen was suddenly torn open at this moment. Endless lightning poured out as if to destroy the entire world.
From within the endless raging lightning, three rays of light descended, landing at three different directions around patriarch Cang Xuan. Inside, one would faintly see three figures standing in the air.
Their bodies gave off a holy, sacred light, and authority that no one was allowed to even question. It felt as if they were existences that were high and mighty to an indescribable degree, like the gods themselves.
The mere sight of those barely visible figures made Zhou Yuan feel pressure swallow his body, causing his Spirit to shiver.
An earthshaking battle erupted in the screen. The three godlike figures surrounded and attacked patriarch Cang Xuan, while he responded in kind. However, patriarch Cang Xuan was not a match for them in the end.
At the final, critical juncture, patriarch Cang Xuan ripped open space itself and pushed the baby in as his body was struck by the three godlike figures...
Patriarch Cang Xuan’s body burst apart, transforming into a million rays of light that slowly scattered as they fell.
The scene playing on the screen ended at this point.
The surroundings of the white jade table was silent. Shock colored Zhou Yuan’s face. Although there were no sounds from the screen, he could still feel an indescribable pressure. A battle of such proportions was truly akin to armageddon...
But who were those godlike figures? Why had they attacked patriarch Cang Xuan?
“Do you know who was the baby I was protecting is?” There was a smile on patriarch Cang Xuan’s youthful face as he looked towards the two.
Before either of them could reply, his gaze paused on Yaoyao’s beautiful face as he said, “You are that baby.”
Zhou Yuan was stupefied, even his ears buzzing somewhat.
The one patriarch Cang Xuan protected till his death was Yaoyao?
Yaoyao’s hands suddenly clenched tightly, a blank look in her eyes. It was clear that she did not have any memories about this incident.
“Elder must be joking right? If that baby was big sis Yaoyao, the time doesn’t match up.” Said Zhou Yuan with some difficulty.
Patriarch Cang Xuan had died over a thousand years ago, while master Cang Yuan said that Yaoyao had
been living with him for about a dozen years in their isolated domain.
Patriarch Cang Xuan chuckled. “She is not ordinary, so you shouldn’t judge her by the logic of ordinary people. Of course, frankly speaking, her age is indeed not far from your own.”
Zhou Yuan could not find any words to say. Yaoyao’s identity was indeed shrouded in mystery, while also involving unimaginably huge matters. Else they would not have come into contact with people like master Cang Yuan and patriarch Cang Xuan. These were true ancient monster like existences.
Behind all this was likely some sort of conspiracy that extended to the very ends of the sky.
Yaoyao was silent for a long time, before she softly said, “If so… you can be said to be my saviour?”
Patriarch Cang Xuan smiled in a carefree manner.
Yaoyao fell into thought for a while, before suddenly taking out a cup. She then fished out a jade gourd, filled the cup and offered it to patriarch Cang Xuan. “This cup is thanks towards old mister.”
Although she did not know why, at the end of the day, the person before her had died while saving her. In addition, Yaoyao could sense that he was not lying.
Patriarch Cang Xuan was stunned for a moment as he stared at the cup before him. Soon after, he chuckled and said, “I find myself liking this cup of alcohol.”
He held it with both hands and downed it in one swift motion, seemingly wanting to bask in this moment a little more.
Yaoyao gazed at patriarch Cang Xuan and asked, “Who are the three figures that attacked old mister? They should be after me, right? And grandpa Hei’s departure is likely also related to them.”
"They are the…"
Patriarch Cang Xuan’s brows seemed to lock together. He was silent for a very long time, before he slowly spat out two words that seemed to contain an inexplicable presence.
"Sacred race…"
Chapter 202 Sacred Race
“Sacred race?”
As these two words echoed through the mist, space seemed to ripple faintly. There was no longer any noise to be heard from their surroundings, as if all things were being suppressed.
From the sight of patriarch Cang Xuan’s gloomy expression, Zhou Yuan could faintly feel the suffocating feeling from those two words. All of a sudden, he recalled the scenes he had seen in the underground palace of the Battle Puppet Sect in Black Water.
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