Asura Sovereign XII

by Shian Jeen

  Qin Yi’s mouth twitched and his hands clenched into fists, but he did not say a word.

  All around were guests shaking their heads in suppressed snickers hearing Feng Yang’s words, the Azure Dragon Institute Principal’s heart was probably bleeding right now. Not only had he lost a talented disciple that could have broken through to the Highgod Realm, he also lost five hundred billion as well!

  Five hundred billion!

  Not fifty billion!

  Only a fool would believe that his heart wasn’t bleeding, wasn't in pain.

  If Qin Yi agreed to another bet, he and the rest of the Azure Dragon Institute people would lose even their pants.

  Seeing Qin Yi remain silent, Feng Yang snickered, “If Institute Principal Qin Yi can’t take out five hundred billion, let’s bet two hundred billion. Don’t tell me you don’t even have two hundred billion?”

  Qin Yi’s face became green, then red. He was enduring the anger but also frightening the other guests. Several Ancestors and Patriarchs seated behind Qin Yi could feel the chilling killing intent surging around him.

  Feng Yang lost interest when he failed to rile up Qin Yi, thus giving up. After all, this was Saint Mother Yao Chi’s birthday banquet, the stage battle needed to continue. He looked up toward the stage at Huwang Xiao, feeling extremely comforted. This brat really gave him a big surprise this time. At the same time, Feng Yang smiled wryly in his heart, he still underestimated this disciple of his earlier. Even so, his face bloomed with a wide smile.

  Up on the stage, Huwang Xiao had the same indifferent expression the entire time. His gaze swept over the surly looking Institute Principal Qin Yi, sneering inwardly. ‘Wait until the Highgod Advancement Tournament, where I'll take care of Xiang Mingzhi as well. At that time, Qin Yi will probably go crazy.’

  Two of the Azure Dragon Institute’s Grand Elders flew up to the stage to collect Lu Cong’s body, however, his body was stuck to the stage floor, causing the two Grand Elders to exert quite an effort to separate it from the stage.

  After the two Azure Dragon Grand Elders removed Lu Cong’s body from the stage, no other disciples dared to enter the stage to challenge Huwang Xiao.

  Don’t joke, even Lu Cong was slapped to death by Huwang Xiao in just one move. If they went up, that was just like saying they had lived long enough.

  In the end, Huwang Xiao won the first place.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi’s beautiful eyes sparkled watching Huwang Xiao, there was an undetectable gentleness in them. Whether it was Huwang Xiao’s strength or talent, both fulfilled her ideal criteria for the legacy inheritor.

  With that, the stage battle came to an end, but the banquet continued.

  The various Ancestors and Patriarchs enthusiastically raised their wine cups, congratulating Feng Yang. Some of them that came from the Azure Dragon Galaxy went over to flatter him.

  Of course, many congratulated Saint Mother Yao Chi repeatedly for finding a legacy inheritor.

  Lively laughter warmed the atmosphere, the only ones not in the mood to laugh were those from the Azure Dragon Institute.

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  The banquet ended slightly over three hours later.

  The instant the banquet ended, the Azure Dragon Institute Principal led his people to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s side and bid farewell before leaving with hasty steps and their heads down to their chests.

  Several Ancestors and Patriarchs from prominent families of the Azure Dragon Galaxy that had a good relationship with Qin Yi didn’t even get a chance to greet him.

  Watching the embarrassed faces of these Azure Dragon Institute people as they left, a cold smile spread over Huwang Xiao’s face. No doubt, it was arduous for them to endure their anger for several hours until the banquet ended before excusing themselves.

  It looks like Qin Yi was wary of Saint Mother Yao Chi to a certain extent.

  Near the end of the banquet, various families’ Ancestors and Patriarchs led their juniors in greeting Saint Mother Yao Chi before taking their leave. Then again, quite a number of them stayed behind to watch the apprenticeship ceremony that would be held three days later.

  Naturally, the Black Warrior Institute Principal Feng Yang and his other three disciples, Liu Yun, Chen Yang, and Qi Wen also stayed for the ceremony.

  As the guests dispersed, the ones who stayed for the apprenticeship ceremony returned to their previously arranged accommodations.

  Deep in the silent night.

  Huwang Xiao stood in the yard, thinking about the stage battle during the day.

  The fact that he killed Lu Cong with a single palm would, no doubt, spread rapidly throughout the four galaxies by word of mouth from the guests that left today. He could even imagine the waves of shock it would cause in the four galaxies.

  At that time, he would have even more sword tips pointed at him, but Huwang Xiao did not regret his decision to expose his strength. At his current personal strength and forces, even the Azure Dragon Institute would have a hard time trying to eliminate him.

  Then again, what he showed on the battle stage today was only a portion of his strength.

  The Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird Divine Fires inside him were his real trump cards.

  However, thinking about the impending apprenticeship ceremony three days later, Huwang Xiao felt a throbbing headache.

  At that time, those Ancestors and Patriarchs would congratulate and try to foster some goodwill, and he would have to entertain them.

  Three days passed in a blink, and the day of the apprenticeship ceremony arrived. The ceremony was also held at the Yaochi Mountain peak, where the pond was.

  After three days, the decorations around the pond were changed anew, but were still festive and lively. When Huwang Xiao, following Saint Mother Yao Chi, and his Master Feng Yang arrived at the venue, other families’ Ancestors and Patriarchs were already waiting.

  Seeing Saint Mother and Feng Yang arrive, those guests were quick to greet them with beaming smiles. Saint Mother Yao Chi and Feng Yang responded with a smile and a nod.

  The apprenticeship ceremony started punctually.

  After performing a series of elaborate and confusing procedures, Huwang Xiao reached the last step—kneeling three times and doing nine kowtows at Saint Mother Yao Chi, after which the apprenticeship ceremony came to an end.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi was full of doting smiles watching Huwang Xiao complete the apprenticeship ceremony, she personally held Huwang Xiao’s arm as he stood up. But, when Saint Mother Yao Chi bent down slightly to hold Huwang Xiao’s arm, her snowy voluptuous smooth bosom dominated Huwang Xiao’s sight.

  Although it was an accidental view, Huwang Xiao still felt his blood rush downward for a second.

  When Huwang Xiao completed the last step, the Ancestors and Patriarchs that were watching came forward to congratulate Saint Mother Yao Chi and Huwang Xiao.

  Saint Mother smiled at each person who came to congratulate, then she pulled Huwang Xiao to the seat next to hers.

  Her dainty hands were supple and smooth.

  Huwang Xiao turned toward Feng Yang with pleading eyes, but Feng Yang smiled back at him, nodding encouragingly.

  Watching this, Huwang Xiao sat down beside Saint Mother Yao Chi, a little helpless.

  In the banquet following the apprenticeship ceremony, everyone was in a jolly mood, laughter sounded and wine flowed.

  However, sitting beside Saint Mother Yao Chi, her tempting body fragrance continued to curl into Huwang Xiao’s nostrils, making him uncomfortable despite him and Saint Mother Yao Chi now being master and disciple. But Saint Mother Yao Chi was really too charming. Anyone in his shoes would fantasize a little.

  Moreover, in the four galaxies, there were many examples where masters and disciples turned into a pair. Some were male Masters with female disciples, while others were female Masters and male disciples.

  To Highgod Realm masters, age was just a number.

  Dusk colored the horizon amber as night slowly took over the sk
y, the banquet finally came to an end.

  Huwang Xiao, his Master Feng Yang, Liu Yun, and the others returned to their assigned courtyards.

  Back in his yard, Huwang Xiao couldn’t help recalling Saint Mother Yao Chi’s alluring face, her petite hands, that tempting scent, every gesture, and every smile, especially the snowy white skin of her décolletage.

  All of a sudden, Huwang Xiao awakened from his fantasy, shaking his head. What was wrong with him? Even though Saint Mother Yao Chi was an alluring beauty, he wasn’t a lustful person.

  Then, thinking of Shi Xiaofei, a warm feeling filled his chest.

  Whenever he thought of Shi Xiaofei, it would always give him a sense of warmth and security. From Shi Xiaofei, his thoughts strayed to Li Lu, which made him crestfallen.

  Though he had been searching for clues of Li Lu’s whereabouts these years, it was as if Li Lu stopped existing after he annihilated Deities Templar.

  At first, he suspected the adopted daughter ‘Chen Ying’ that Vice-Principal Wang Na had taken in to be Li Lu using another name, but later he found out that wasn’t the case. ‘Chen Ying’ wasn’t Li Lu at all.

  A while later, Huwang Xiao gradually calmed down, entering the Godly M.t Xumi and sat cross-legged at the center of the Xumi Temple.

  The night passed peacefully.

  The next morning, the various Ancestors and Patriarchs that had stayed back to watch the apprenticeship ceremony also bid their farewells to Saint Mother Yao Chi and left. A few days later, his Master Feng Yang, Liu Yun, Chen Yang, and Qi Wen also left Yaochi Mountain.

  Only Huwang Xiao remained.

  As Saint Mother Yao Chi’s chosen inheritor, Huwang Xiao naturally had to stay and learn her cultivation techniques, alchemy refining knowledge, as well as other matters related to her Yaochi Sect.

  Huwang Xiao walked Feng Yang and the others out until they left the Great Lake World before turning back to Yaochi Mountain, heading to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s yard.

  “Greeting Young Lord!” The Yaochi courtyard’s maids bent their waists low in salute seeing Huwang Xiao.

  Huwang Xiao nodded and continued forward.

  “Xiao, you’re here. Come, come in.” Hearing her maids greeting Huwang Xiao, Saint Mother Yao Chi stepped out happily. She walked forth and pulled Huwang Xiao in by his arm, having him sit beside her.

  Feeling Saint Mother Yao Chi’s petite hands on him, her hand’s softness, her flower-like scent, Huwang Xiao’s heartbeat quickened.

  Sitting beside Saint Mother Yao Chi in such close proximity, Huwang Xiao felt like he could feel her body heat through her attire. Inevitably, his face turned slightly red.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi laughter softly watching Huwang Xiao’s expression, “What? Are you feeling shy in front of Master?”

  The maids standing in the yard giggled hearing her tease Huwang Xiao.

  But Saint Mother Yao Chi was quick to put on a serious expression as she explained to Huwang Xiao the Yaochi Sect’s history and cultivation technique.

  This Yaochi Sect had points of similarity with the Ascending Moon Old Man’s Thousand Worlds Sect, there was only one successor every generation.

  However, every generation’s successor was generally female.

  When Saint Mother Yao Chi explained the Yaochi Sect’s cultivation technique, the Yaochi Sacred Canon, Huwang Xiao was inwardly confounded. In order to cultivate the Yaochi Sacred Canon, one must have a pure body—a virgin.

  Only a virgin could cultivate it? Then it occurred to Huwang Xiao, did this mean that Saint Mother Yao Chi was still a virgin? A virgin that was several ten-thousand years old?

  Saint Mother Yao Chi noticed Huwang Xiao staring dazedly at her when she was explaining about the requirements of cultivating the Yaochi Sacred Canon, moreover, the place Huwang Xiao was staring at was none other than her voluptuous bosom, she immediately guessed what Huwang Xiao was thinking about. She chided him though in a doting manner, “Boy, what nonsense are you thinking in that head of yours?”

  Watching Saint Mother Yao Chi’s alluring gaze, Huwang Xiao was shaken to his soul.

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  Seeing Huwang Xiao gaze foolishly at her inexplicably gave birth to a strange feeling in Saint Mother Yao Chi’s heart.

  In fact, Huwang Xiao’s guess wasn’t far from the truth; Saint Mother Yao Chi was indeed a virgin. She had always been cultivating on the Yaochi Mountain and hardly ever left the Great Lake World, what’s more sit side by side next to a young man staring at her in this manner.

  But, being stared at by Huwang Xiao in this manner in such close proximity did not induce her anger. She felt shy, but also... pleased?

  Even Saint Mother Yao Chi found it strange. Every time she saw Huwang Xiao these few days, there was a closeness between them that even she was aware of.

  ‘Maybe it’s because Xiao is my legacy inheritor?’ Saint Mother Yao Chi said to herself. Feeling close to one’s legacy inheritor was nothing out of the ordinary.

  Saint Mother Yao Chi adjusted her state of mind and changed the subject by explaining the Yaochi Sect’s alchemy refining to Huwang Xiao.

  Although the Yaochi Sect’s alchemy techniques couldn’t compare to the Thousand Worlds Sect’s, her sect was still renowned and unique amongst the four galaxies. Among their techniques, the Yaochi Three Blooming Hands was ranked in the top ten alchemy techniques of the four galaxies.

  Unknowingly, Saint Mother Yao Chi talked for three hours straight.

  Three hours later, she finally stopped and asked Huwang Xiao if he had any questions or things he didn’t understand. Huwang Xiao asked quite a few questions, and Saint Mother Yao Chi answered each question patiently, the soft smile on her face never waning.

  The day seemed to pass twice as fast. When Huwang Xiao excused himself from Saint Mother Yao Chi’s yard, it was already night time.

  Huwang Xiao was still staying in the same courtyard his group was led to when they first arrived, located not too far away from Saint Mother Yao Chi’s courtyard. It didn’t take him long to cross the distance back to his place.

  Back in his yard, Huwang Xiao organized the Yaochi Sect’s cultivation and alchemy techniques that he learned from Saint Mother Yao Chi during the day. Then, he took out the Thousand Worlds Furnace, attempting to refine some pills using the Yaochi Three Blooming Hands technique.

  After organizing the necessary ingredients, Huwang Xiao’s hands moved in the air according to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s Yaochi Three Blooming Hands technique, manipulating the ingredients to hiver up in front of him, yet he failed to achieve the said ‘thousands of flower float, blooming flowers proffer.’

  After two hours of practice, Huwang Xiao shook his head and could only give up for the time being.

  According to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s teachings, even she took more than a decade before mastering this Yaochi Three Hands Blooming technique, whereas him wanting to master it within a day’s time was unachievable judging from his earlier results.

  Following that, Huwang Xiao entered to Xumi Temple to cultivate, running Asura Tactics and absorbing Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird star force.

  For an entire month, Huwang Xiao would go to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s courtyard and listen to her teaching the Yaochi Sect’s cultivation and alchemy techniques. Most mornings, Saint Mother Yao Chi would talk and explain about the Yaochi Sacred Canon, while in the afternoons, she would answer Huwang Xiao’s questions. At night, Huwang Xiao would cultivate inside the Xumi Temple.

  A month later, on one morning when Huwang Xiao reached Saint Mother Yao Chi’s yard, Saint Mother Yao Chi smiled and said to Huwang Xiao, “Xiao, you’ve already understood all there is inside the Yaochi Sacred Canon. From today onwards, you can cultivate in the Yaochi Mountain pond in the morning.”

  The Yaochi Mountain pond’s water element spiritual energy was beneficial to cultivating techniques of the Yaochi Sacred Canon, especially in the early stages of cultivation where one needed to borrow the water element spiritual energy within the
pond.

  As she said this, Saint Mother Yao Chi pulled Huwang Xiao by his hand, heading to the pond.

  Feeling the softness from her petite hands, Huwang Xiao helplessly followed.

  For the past month, every time he came to Saint Mother Yao Chi’s yard, she naturally held his hand, giving him no chance to decline. Then again, Huwang Xiao couldn’t decline having a great beauty like Saint Mother Yao Chi hold his hand.

  At one point, Huwang Xiao found himself enjoying it. In that instant, Huwang Xiao looked at the woman in front of him, slightly dazed.

  A short while later, when Huwang Xiao came to his senses, he realized that Saint Mother Yao Chi had pulled him all the way to the edge of the pond.

  “We’re here.” Saint Mother Yao Chi exhaled, her breath like magnolia swaying in the breeze. She turned around and looked at Huwang Xiao, “Xiao, take off your robe and enter the pond straight to the bottom. This way, it will be easier for you to absorb the water element spiritual energy.”

  Huwang Xiao nodded then proceeded to take off his robe, revealing his firm muscles. A masculine scent was carried by the faint breeze in Saint Mother Yao Chi’s direction.

  Looking at Huwang Xiao’s naked torso, she unknowingly became flustered and shy, but Huwang Xiao had already leaped into the pond. Reaching the bottom of the pond, he sat cross-legged and began circulating his qi according to the Yaochi Sacred Canon cultivation technique.

  Watching Huwang Xiao entering the pond, Saint Mother Yao Chi secretly breathed in relief. Contradictorily, she was also feeling down. Her beautiful eyes looked unblinkingly at the figure at the bottom of the pond.

  In the past month, she also knew that her intimate actions toward this legacy disciple were treading over a dangerous line. But, frustratingly, every time she saw Huwang Xiao, she couldn’t stop herself.

  Her eyes dimmed, sighing with lament. ‘Then, let things go with the flow.’