Chapter 363: Exterminating Song Que
Song Que only felt a surging Holy Might pressing on him, like a small mountain weighing on his body. His Martial Spirit trembled, and his Essence became chaotic. His legs stopped listening to him.
Before Song Que could react, the Azure Dragon struck. The clothes on his upper body ripped, and a large bloody hole appeared in his chest; he flew back a hundred meters.
The Azure Dragon circled and returned to Xiao Chen’s arm. It was now very dim; only a faint image remained.
On the platform, the previously silent Elder Yan’s expression changed greatly when he saw the azure-colored true dragon. He was startled. Azure Dragon Martial Spirit... How could it be the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit?
[TL note: The flood dragons are not considered true dragons. Something like a close relative but not as powerful.]
Xiao Chen took a few steps and walked over to the severely injured Song Que. His eyes were scarlet and his face sullen as he lifted Song Que.
“Song Que, I have no grudges with you. You are a peak Martial King, yet you tried to kill me over and over again. I have endured you until today, and still, you refuse to let me go.” Xiao Chen shouted as he grabbed Song Que’s collar.
“Don’t kill me. I am the Biyun Peak Master. If you kill me, you will die as well,” Song Que said with a horrified expression. The fear in his heart made him give up all of his pride.
“Xiao Chen, stop!” The First Elder Jiang Chi tried to stop him. No matter what, Song Que was still a Peak Master of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. They could not let him die at the hands of an outsider.
Xiao Chen ignored Jiang Chi and simply punched with his right hand, crushing Song Que’s brain.
Liu Ruyue’s heart vessels had shattered in place of Xiao Chen’s. Regardless of whoever begged for mercy, he must kill this person.
“Hu chi!”
A red light flashed on the platform. It was a palm strike moving toward Xiao Chen with lightning speed.
“Old Fogey, try moving further forward and see what happens,” a tender voice warned.
Right as Elder Yan’s palm was about to strike Xiao Chen, a fiery-red meteor suddenly descended from the sky.
When looking carefully, it was a golden spear. Coiling around the spear was a golden dragon made of a pure, golden flame.
Sensing the danger, Elder Yan immediately froze. When he clearly saw what it was, his expression changed, “Sub-Divine Weapon, Grand Imperial Spear, and complete Dragon Fire? Is the Qin Emperor here?”
Retreat! Elder Yan retreated without hesitation. He moved with incredulous speed. However, the spear tightly followed him.
Everywhere the spear passed, a visible black hole appeared, tearing space apart. The Dragon Flame circling the spear burned fiercely, making the black hole grow larger.
My life is over; why can’t I escape from this spear? Elder Yan wondered despondently.
“Dang!”
Just as Elder Yan despaired, a ripple suddenly appeared in space. Elder Luo, leading seven people from the Reincarnation Well, manifested.
Elder Luo pushed aside Elder Yan and gently used a finger to stop the Grand Imperial Spear that tore space apart so easily. A formless shockwave radiated from below his feet.
Elder Luo caused the boundless force of the spear to vanish, demonstrating strong control.
Ying Yue descended from the sky and stretched out her hand, snatching back the Grand Imperial Spear.
“Elder Luo, that person in the inheritor of the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit,” Elder Yan, who had been saved in the nick of time, said as he looked at Xiao Chen.
Elder Luo waved it off and said, “I know. You don't have to say more. Just leave this matter.”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The Heavenly Saber Pavilion Supreme Elders, who were all hidden, showed themselves. Xiao Chen’s eyes lit up when he saw Shen Manjun.
Xiao Chen immediately carried Liu Ruyue over and said anxiously, “Ancestral Martial Aunt, please save Ruyue. She is going to die.”
Shen Manjun sighed softly and said, “I owe you a favor. Furthermore, Liu Ruyue is one of our own. Out of both duty and feelings, I will save her.”
When Xiao Chen heard this, he relaxed. He said, “Ancestral Martial Aunt, can she be saved?”
Shen Manjun took out a pill and slid it into Liu Ruyue’s mouth. The pill dissolved and soon, Liu Ruyue’s fading lifeforce slowly recovered.
“We are still in time. This is Jade Maiden Peak’s Rank 9 treatment holy medicine. It will guarantee her survival,” Shen Manjun said calmly as she infused a strand of gentle Essence to speed up the effects of the medicine.
When the people behind Liu Ruyue heard this, they all heaved a sigh of relief. It was fine as long as she lived.
“Xiao Chen, you killed my Heavenly Saber Pavilion’s Peak Master Song Que. According to the sect rules, you should be executed. However, Song Que made the first move, trying to kill his fellow sect mates. He had committed the same offense. You have made great contributions and taking that into consideration, you are not allowed to take a step into my Heavenly Saber Pavilion again. Do you agree?”
Shen Manjun spoke softly after Liu Ruyue’s condition had stabilized. Although she was not the Pavilion Master or the one with the highest seniority, in some ways, her words held heavier weight than Jiang Chi’s.
“Stupid, why haven’t you agreed yet? She is doing this to protect you. Do you not see the eyes of the Holy Land’s people turning green?”
Just as Xiao Chen was about to argue, Liu Ruyue’s voice appeared in his mind. He could only nod and said, “I promise Ancestral Martial Aunt. I will not step into the Heavenly Saber Pavilion again.”
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Shen Manjun nodded gently and looked at Elder Luo, “Elder Luo, what do you think?”
The core elder of the Phoenix’s Passion Palace scolded Elder Yan furiously by transmitting his voice directly to him. Then he smiled gently and said, “Elder Shen is too polite. This is the personal matter of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. It has nothing to do with the Phoenix’s Passion Palace. I only hope that your esteemed Young Pavilion Master will head to the Holy Land as previously agreed.”
Since Liu Ruyue was already safe, Xiao Chen completely relaxed. Not stepping into the Heavenly Saber Pavilion was not the same not returning to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion.
When Xiao Chen grew strong enough, he would take Liu Ruyue away from this place. He would not forget his promise to her.
Xiao Chen said goodbye to everyone and especially thanked Princess Ying Yue before he slowly walked out with Xiao Bai.
Xiao Chen did not know when he would return after leaving this time. However, he certainly would return. He had to accomplished everything he had promised.
After Xiao Chen left, Elder Luo walked over to Ying Yue, smiling. He said, “Little Girl, you look so much like your grandfather, and you are as domineering as well. Unfortunately, you are too weak.”
Ying Yue grasped the Grand Imperial Spear in her hand tightly and said indifferently, “Should we battle to discover if your words are true?”
Elder Luo smiled gently and did not mind Ying Yue’s taunts. He said, “Go back, and tell your grandfather he still lost a little this time.”
As Ying Yue watched the Phoenix’s Passion Palace’s people leave, She said softly to herself, “As long as Xiao Chen is alive, we did not lose.”
After that, the people of high status left. Then, the crowd in the drill grounds slowly departed as well.
The selection of the Holy Land had been utterly decimated. However, the cultivators that came did not feel any regret. They had witnessed the birth of a legend. This was a type of fortune as well.
Not long later, all the noble clans at the platform also left. The previously bustling drill grounds were now quiet once again.
Even the most glorious occasion will come to its end, Jiang Chi sighed to himself as he led the Heavenly Saber Elders and left.
However, no one would have guessed that this occasion’s end would trigger the Tianwu Continent’s glorious moment; the true curtains had just risen.
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Xihe Province, in an Inn by a Desolate Road:
This road led to the Black Dragon River from the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. This was the only road aside from the Devil Savanna.
There were many cultivators there; this was the only inn for five hundred kilometers in this desolate wilderness. This had become a place where many cultivators would come and rest.
This inn was not big; it did not even have separate floors. There was a single building with the kitchens and rooms. Several tables sat outside, and a signboard rested by the roadside.
However, business was very good. Out of the several tables, only one was empty. Traveling cultivators occupied all the rest.
At the vat of wine outside the inn, a pretty young girl in white, about fourteen or fifteen years of age, held up a bottle gourd. She happily demanded of the owner, “Owner, fill my gourd bottle with wine.”
The owner was an old man more than fifty years old. When he saw the seductive smile on that girl’s pure face, he immediately became entranced.
He only recovered his wits after a long moment. Then, he took out a funnel and placed it the opening of the bottle gourd. He used a ladle and slowly scooped up the wine.
When the young girl smelled the fragrant wine, she smiled till her lovely eyes reduced to slits. She said, “Thank you; do pour more in.”
The owner laughed and said, “No problem. I will fill it to the brim for you. I run an honest business. I will not shortchange you.”
However, after ladling in wine for a long time, the owner started to murmur to himself, “Why does it feel like I cannot completely fill this small bottle gourd?” He looked down and saw that the bottle gourd was very sturdy and not leaking.
At a table to the side, a white-clothed youth ate in peace. A blue strip of cloth wrapped around his forehead and his skin was very fair; he appeared very handsome. When he saw the situation, he nearly spat out his food and wine.
The youth quickly ran over and took the bottle gourd. Then, he took out a piece of gold and handed it over, “Owner, there is no need to continue filling this. This gold is for you.”
“Thank you, young hero!”
When the owner saw the gold, his eyes widened. However, he still muttering to himself, “It’s strange. It is clearly only a small bottle gourd; why can’t I fill it to the brim?”
The white-clothed youth smiled bitterly to himself. If you could fill it, that would be strange. This is a small spatial Magic Treasure that I refined. Even if you fill it with a pool of water a hundred meters wide, there would be more than enough space.
Needless to say, these two people were Xiao Chen and Xiao Bai, who had just left the Heavenly Saber Pavilion.
After leaving the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, Xiao Chen rode the silver warship and quickly left the boundaries of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. After he spent half a month treating his injuries in a small town, he continued on his journey.
Now, within the Great Qin Nation, aside from a few people, there was almost no one who could match up against Xiao Chen in the younger generation. The rest were not worth using his full power.
In the Tianwu Continent, the Great Jin Nation was the strongest; their Spiritual Veins had not changed. There were four other nations: the Great Tang Nation, the Great Chu Nation, the Great Xia Nation, and the Great Qin Nation. Of which, the Great Qin Nation was the weakest. The Spiritual Energy in the Great Qin Nation was also the most sparse. They only had three large-scale sects.
As for the other three nations, each had at least four or five sects that were not inferior to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Needless to say, there were more in the Great Jin Nation.
Xiao Chen had never limited his goals to the Great Qin Nation. From the very start, he looked on the scale of the entire continent. Hence, he had to travel out of the Great Qin Nation.
The Tianwu Continent was vast and boundless. Aside from the Five Great Nations, there were the mysterious Desolate Lands, the barbarians who occupied the hundred thousand huge mountains in the north, and several small nations that were ruled by some strange ancient tribes.