Asura Sovereign XII

by Shian Jeen

  Their eyes wide with shock, the present guests slowly shifted their eyes toward Huwang Xiao’s opened spatial ring, where a tall mountain of high divine grade spirit stones glittered with an alluring light.

  Qin Yi was dumbstruck.

  The Jiang Family Patriarch and Gudu Family Patriarch were dumbstruck.

  Those distinguished guests were filled with disbelief staring at that mountain of high divine grade spirit stones.

  Even Feng Yang looked like his eyes were about to fall to the ground in shock.

  Time passed, and several families’ Ancestors and Patriarchs seemed to have forgotten their manners. They slowly got to their feet while staring at the spatial ring with undisguised greed burning in their eyes, their throats making audible gulping sounds.

  Ignoring these people’s astonishment and greed, Huwang Xiao’s calm yet cold voice rang, “This ring here contains twenty thousand high divine grade spirit stones. According to the current market price, it’s close to 1.2 trillion. Of course, if Institute Principal Qin is poor and can't take out 1.2 trillion, taking out just one trillion is fine .”

  If Institute Principal Qin is poor!

  If he can't take 1.2 trillion, taking out just one trillion is fine!

  All the guests regained their composure, but there was a strange look on their faces. That was because earlier it was Qin Yi who mocked Feng Yang for being poor!

  The strange thing was, no one thought that Huwang Xiao was being arrogant, for there was 1.2 trillion worth of high divine grade spirit stones placed right in front of them.

  Looking at Huwang Xiao again, everyone’s gazes had changed. Some were hot with greed, some were envious, some had admiration, some apprehension, some were flattering, and even a few containing killing intent.

  Hearing Huwang Xiao turning the tables and say that he was poor, Qin Yi’s face flushed red, scrunched up in anger. The Azure Dragon Institute disciples weren’t looking great either.

  A ball of fire burned in Qin Yi’s chest, a ball of violent, raging fire.

  “What? It can’t be that Institute Principal Qin is so poor to the extent of being unable to take out one trillion?” Huwang Xiao snickered, “Could it be that Institute Principal Qin is planning to bet based on empty words and then go back on them later?”

  Qin Yi’s face was red one second and white the next, finally turning a morbid green.

  Even though he was the Azure Dragon Institute Principal, it was still impossible for him to take out one trillion, unless he auctioned off every single treasure inside their Azure Dragon Institute’s treasury.

  Huwang Xiao then icily added, “To me, it seems like Institute Principal Qin is really too poor to take out one trillion. How about this, if you can take out five hundred billion, this bet is on.”

  Five hundred billion?

  Qin Yi and the present guests were dazed.

  “Five hundred billion against your twenty thousand high divine grade spirit stones?” Qin Yi asked, a light shining in the depth of his eyes.

  “Correct.” Huwang Xiao confirmed.

  Qin Yi hesitated, but a second later he gritted his teeth: “Agreed!” Despite feeling that something wasn’t right with Huwang Xiao being willing to accept a five hundred billion bet against his 1.2 trillion, Qin Yi was confident that Liu Yun, Huwang Xiao, or the other two of Feng Yang’s personal disciples couldn’t defeat Lu Cong’s group.

  The distinguished guests all around looked at Qin Yi with envious looks, feeling that it was a sure win, that the Azure Dragon Institute had picked up a fabulous deal.

  Almost everyone felt that the Azure Dragon Institute had already won the bet.

  At the end of the banquet, the Azure Dragon Institute would be leaving with twenty thousand high divine grade spirit stones in their pockets! Twenty thousand high divine grade spirit stones ah!! Thinking of this amount, the present Ancestors and Patriarchs felt their hearts tremble.

  Qin Yi practically emptied out all the present Azure Dragon Institute people’s spatial rings of their spirit stones and Qinglong coins, but he barely gathered three hundred billion. Left with no option, Qin Yi borrowed two hundred billion from several Ancestors and Patriarchs that came from the Azure Dragon Galaxy to reach five hundred billion.

  Just as Qin Yi placed the five hundred billion on the table in front of him, in the distance, one of the Saint Mother Yao Chi’s maids announced: “Saint Mother Yao Chi has arrived.”

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  Hearing the announcement, everyone couldn’t help but turn toward the direction of the voice.

  In the distance, a group of pretty young women, Saint Mother Yao Chi’s maids, dressed in elaborate attires were following behind a charming, dignified, and gentle like flowing young madam that looked about twenty-five to twenty-six of age.

  This was Saint Mother Yao Chi?

  Appreciation shone in Huwang Xiao’s eyes, he didn’t expect Saint Mother Yao Chi to be such a great beauty. In terms of her features, she didn't lose to Shi Xiaofei at all. In fact, Saint Mother Yao Chi had the allure of a matured woman that Shi Xiaofei lacked.

  Seeing that Saint Mother Yao Chi had arrived, everyone stood up.

  With floating petals and ethereal mist in the background, Saint Mother Yao Chi and her group of maids descended in front of the guests.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi wore a warm smile on her face, greeting the guests that came from various places with a nod.

  Although she was first on the God Ranking List in the second last term, she wasn't putting on a lofty attitude due to that. The people she invited here today were all of high status from the four galaxies. Those who came were mostly super forces’ Ancestors and Patriarchs.

  After making a round greeting her guests, Saint Mother Yao Chi sat down on the lotus-shaped seat positioned at the center of the banquet venue. Whether it was intentional or otherwise, her gaze fell on the opened spatial ring on the table in front of Feng Yang. A faint smile bloomed on her lips as she looked at Feng Yang, “Black Warrior Institute Principal, so this your personal disciple, Huwang Xiao?” She glanced at Huwang Xiao and then back at Feng Yang.

  Feng Yang grinned, “I never expected that even Saint Mother knows of my unruly disciple.”

  Hearing Saint Mother Yao Chi mentioning himself, Huwang Xiao couldn’t pretend to be deaf, thus he courteously cupped his fists at Saint Mother Yao Chi.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi nodded, smiling amiably, “Though I rarely left the Great Lake World in the last ten thousand years, I have still heard the name of this term’s Pill King. Institute Principal Feng Yang indeed received a commendable disciple.”

  Feng Yang chuckled in a good mood hearing that, saying a few polite words in return.

  “Your Master Ascending Moon and I are also old friends.” Saint Mother Yao Chi once again turned to Huwang Xiao, “Many years ago, Senior Ascending Moon gave me some pointers in alchemy refining. In fact, I can be considered as Senior Ascending Moon’s half-disciple, so you should call me Senior Sister.”

  Huwang Xiao was stumped to the core.

  Who knew there was this layer of connection between the Ascending Moon Old Man and Saint Mother Yao Chi. He had never heard about it from the old man’s mouth.

  However, the main character of the banquet already said so, Huwang Xiao could only brave forward: “Senior Sister Yao Chi.”

  At Huwang Xiao’s new greeting, Saint Mother Yao Chi nodded with a satisfied smile on her face.

  The Azure Dragon Institute Principal Qin Yi was upset watching Huwang Xiao and Saint Mother Yao Chi chatting happily. His face was gloomy, but it wasn’t appropriate of him to say anything.

  At this time, Saint Mother Yao Chi suddenly turned her attention onto Qin Yi, saying, “About Institute Principal Qin and Institute Principal Feng’s side bet, I also heard of it from my maid. How about I join in the fun? Both sides, regardless of which one loses, can have one hundred Amethyst Water Droplet Divine Pills refined by me.” Saint Mother Yao Chi waved her slender hand and a jade bottle appeared
in the air.

  The stopper on the jade bottle uncorked, releasing bright rays of amethyst light. For the briefest second, everyone’s sight was obscured by the bright light.

  When everyone’s eyes could see again, they saw that inside the jade bottle were many round pills that resembled crystals. Each pill emitted a spiritual energy that enticed one’s soul, unable to look away.

  This was the legendary pill that was ranked above the Exalted Divinity Pellet, the Amethyst Water Droplet Divine Pill!

  Everyone’s eyes sparkled looking at that jade bottle in the air. Soon, these hot gazes turned to extreme envy.

  “Of course, other than the Azure Dragon and Black Warrior Institutes, regardless of sect or family, whether you win or lose, anyone who battles above the stage will be given ten Amethyst Water Droplet Divine Pills.”

  All the guests were whispering in excitement while the disciples trembled, raring to go onto the stage.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi’s finger pointed at the void and a several hundred square meters stage appeared above the pond. She then explained, “For the competing disciples, other than admitting defeat, falling out of the stage area is also considered a loss.” She went on stating other rules with a smile on her face.

  These excited guests and their disciples naturally didn’t mind whatever rules Saint Mother Yao Chi had.

  Injuries and death were all too common in a stage battle.

  The moment Saint Mother Yao Chi stopped speaking, the stage battle officially began. However, no disciple rushed up to the stage.

  Some time later, a gray shadow leaped up onto the stage.

  Huwang Xiao’s eyes narrowed. This gray shadow was the Jiang Family disciple who taunted him before, the fifth-ranked on the Highgod Advancement List, Jiang Hanzhi!

  After landing on the stage above, Jiang Hanzhi stood with his hands behind his back, lofty and condescending. His gaze swept over the other disciples below, stopping when it reached Huwang Xiao, “I am the Black Tortoise Galaxy’s Jiang Hanzhi, which friend is willing to enlighten me?” As he said this, his gaze kept returning to Huwang Xiao back and forth.

  “I’ll come!” While Jiang Hanzhi was sending provocative look at Huwang Xiao, a penetrating voice rang. In the next moment, a burly middle-aged man leaped onto the stage.

  The middle-aged man cupped his fists at Jiang Hanzhi, “Broken Sword Sect of White Tiger Galaxy, Jia Rong. Please enlighten me.” With that said, sword light flashed and an ancient-looking broken sword appeared, hovering around him.

  “The Broken Sword Sect, I’ve long heard that no other force can compare to the Broken Sword Sect’s swordsmanship.” Jiang Hanzhi looked disinterested, “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, make the first move with your strongest sword attack.”

  Although Jia Rong was a peak late-Tenth Order God Realm, Jiang Hanzhi didn’t put this challenger in his eyes.

  The Broken Sword Sect’s Jia Rong let out a furious roar: “Broken Sword Art!” The broken sword hummed sharply and sword qi pierced the sky as it shot toward Jiang Hanzhi.

  Multiple sword qi rays flew at Jiang Hanzhi, but in a shocking turn, this sword qi suddenly broke in half midway.

  Jiang Hanzhi’s hand extended, akin to a dragon flying out from the sea, springing forward. All the remaining sword qi rays flew straight at Jiang Hanzhi’s right hand, but with a push of his palm, all the sword qi rays were directed back at Jia Rong.

  The middle-aged Jia Rong was stunned, dodging here and there in panic. Still, he was a step too late and was stabbed by the returning broken sword’s qi rays and fell off the stage with a large hole in his chest. Blood kept flowing out nonstop.

  The Broken Sword Sect’s masters were shocked, several of them dashed out to rescue Jia Rong.

  Low gasps sounded from below, no one thought that Jiang Hanzhi would be so tyrannical, defeating the Broken Sword Sect’s Jia Rong in a single move.

  Watching the result of this battle, Huwang Xiao was indifferent as usual.

  That time in the Heavenly Mountain, Huwang Xiao ran into five Broken Sword Sect’s disciples that harbored ill-intentions toward Shi Xiaofei. Therefore, Huwang Xiao didn't have any good impression of people from the Broken Sword Sect.

  After defeating the Broken Sword Sect’s Jia Rong in one move, Jiang Hanzhi’s confidence burst through the roof, “Anyone else wants to come up?”

  No reaction came from the disciples below.

  Jiang Hangzhi once again looked at Huwang Xiao, but just as he was about to challenge Huwang Xiao, another figure leaped onto the stage.

  A wave of excitement swept over the crowd below, for the person who went on the stage was the Azure Dragon Institute’s Lu Cong.

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  When Jiang Hanzhi saw that the second person who leaped onto the battle stage was the Azure Dragon Institute’s Lu Cong, shock flickered past his face, but quickly resumed his calm composure.

  He looked coldly at Lu Cong, “So it’s Brother Lu Cong, I’ve heard that Brother Lu Cong’s Ten Thousand Words Dharani is the most powerful sound wave technique of the ancient times. Today's a good day to see its prowess with my own eyes.”

  Jiang Hanzhi had always been uncomfortable with the fact that Lu Cong’s ranking on the Highgod Advancement List was higher than his.

  In the last hundreds of years, he had secluded himself in cultivation and had encountered quite a few fortuitous events that caused his strength to improve by leaps and bounds. He was confident that, with his current strength, he was more than qualified to sit firmly in the top three of the Highgod Advancement List.

  Today, in front of these masters from different galaxies and forces, he, Jiang Hanzhi, would awe them with his true strength.

  Lu Cong detected the flavorful provocation laced within Jiang Hanzhi’s words. His indifferent face suddenly broke into a boyish grin, “Since you can’t wait to experience the power of my Ten Thousand Words Dharani, I definitely will not leave you disappointed.”

  Jiang Hanzhi’s gaze turned icy. Not saying another word, ink-black strands of energy surged out from his body, turning into ink-colored clouds floating around him.

  “This is the Jiang Family’s Hell Frost Tactic!”

  “Looks like this Jiang Hanzhi has already cultivated the Hell Frost Tactic to the ninth level, forming hellfrost force!”

  The guests below talked amongst themselves in surprise.

  While the guests talked and whispered, up on the stage, with Jiang Hanzhi as the focal point, layers and layers of black ice formed on the battle stage, spreading out to cover every corner. In the blink of an eye, the black ice had already arrived at Lu Cong’s feet.

  Lu Cong glanced down and a sudden vibrating force burst out from his feet. Rays of golden light continued to advance forward like a rippling water surface. Before the rippling golden light, Jiang Hanzhi’s hellfrost force and black ice could no longer come within ten zhang from Lu Cong.

  Jiang Hanzhi’s eyes narrowed, but inwardly, he was shocked. He had heard that once a person's Ten Thousand Words Dharani technique reached four thousand words, they would be able to accumulate word power and be invincible amongst cultivators of the same level.

  ‘That golden light earlier, was that word power? Does that mean Lu Cong can already use four thousand words?!’

  The spectating guests were also discussing the same thing that crossed Jiang Hanzhi’s mind.

  “Word power! That Lu Cong has already learned four thousand words of the Ten Thousand Words Dharani!”

  “It is said that anyone able to accumulate word power is invincible below the Highgod Realm!”

  “The word power is comparable to a Highgod Realm master’s godforce!”

  Lu Cong smiled brightly as the words from the guests below entered his ears. Looking at Jiang Hanzhi, he said, “Although your Ice Frost Tactic isn't weak, your cultivation has yet to reach the tenth major completion level, thus you’re not my opponent. Jiang Hanzhi, there’s still time if you retreat from the stage now.”

>   Jiang Hanzhi’s expression turned ugly, bellowing with anger. The ink-black clouds around him shook as he instantly closed in on Lu Cong, swinging out his fist for the kill.

  Inky-black clouds flew forward as the horrifying force from Jiang Hanzhi’s fist landed on Lu Cong’s chest. At the same time, one could hear faint ghostly cries.

  “That’s the ancient Witchghost Sect’s Witchghost Fist!” Someone exclaimed out loud recognizing the force blast out by Jiang Hanzhi’s fist.

  “Witchghost Fist?! It is said that any person below the Highgod Realm struck by the Witchghost Fist would be tormented by thousands of ghosts clinging on their body while the ghosts devour their soul, dying in excruciating pain!” Another person shrieked.

  The other guests felt goosebumps on their necks.

  Even the Azure Dragon Institute Qin Yi was stunned watching Jiang Hanzhi display the ancient Witchghost Fist.

  As Lu Cong watched the inky-black clouds rolling toward him, he dared not be careless. Blinding golden lights burst out from his body, then he opened his mouth and spat out many mysterious ancient symbols.

  Each ancient symbol was like a small golden mountain, emitting a whelming golden light.

  The mysterious golden symbols clashed with the Withghost Fist force. The shockwaves caused the battle stage to sway and shake as a resounding blast rang out.

  Both the golden symbols and the Witchghost Fist force dissipated.

  Lu Cong staggered several steps back, whereas Jiang Hanzhi wobbled unsteadily more than a dozen steps. His face paled.

  The instant Lu Cong steadied himself, he opened his mouth once again. This time, the golden symbols flying out were no longer individually separated, instead, they formed bright golden spheres that shot toward Jiang Hanzhi. Hairline cracks appeared in the space around the battle stage.

  Jiang Hanzhi’s face tightened. The inky-black clouds around him converged and solidified, turning into a pitch black armor on his body.

  Below the stage, not a ripple appeared in Huwang Xiao’s face as he watched Lu Cong and Jiang Hanzhi’s battle.