Chapter 528: [ Truly pitiful ]
Neighhh!!
After a long neigh, the cavalry—like a wave of torrential steel, suddenly stopped on top of the cliffs. There were almost a hundred riders but their formations were extremely organized and disciplined.
The scene looked extremely similar to those seen in Chinese Historical, Xianxia and Wuxia movies. They looked intimidating, from appearance till the auras as they moved as natural as the flowing waters and floating clouds.
This cavalry squad was clad in the same pure color of iron armor as if they had just returned from a battlefield. The squad’s disciples were chilling with killing intent and steel like presence. The whole team was cold and heartless with a murderous aura that filled the sky and rendered others to be unable to breathe.
Such intimidating appearances…
Everyone held their breaths thinking about the heaven frightening power that was able to groom such a powerful iron cavalry. This had to be a powerful sect or nation.
“The Jade Emperor’s Ye Clan…”
One of the people who recognized the cavalry cried out in terror and amazement.
“So powerful…with presence alone, they can already make one tremble!”
Seeing this scene, many people were shocked at witnessing the extremely well-known Clan in the Divine Martial Continent. The Clan of the current Jade Emperor!
Even the Iron Heart Sutra Sect’s Sect Master couldn’t help but mutter: “This generation of the Ye Clan is definitely ferocious with wave after wave of talents, ah.”
“However, from what I had heard the current era was slowly changing—the current Jade Emperor is currently away from the capital yet the two Princes, the First Prince Ye TianLong, and Third Prince Ye Wugang was already going at it—like cats and dogs, fighting against each other—even the Second Prince Ye Weibin was killed by an unknown assailant—such a pity, a genius like him had died.”
“Sshhh, watch your word. His late Highness Ye Weibin is like a taboo right now! We don’t know who might be listening,”
“In any case, it’s really a pity—I quite like His Highness talent and character,”
“Haaa, this is why I detached myself from mundane affairs, not interfering in the likes of authority and power—the three princes were all Prodigies and yet—pitiful, very pitiful…”
The Elders of each clan and sect whispered and talked quietly with regretful expressions as they look towards the Ye Clan that was being praised and admired by many people.
In reality, they already knew that the Ye Clan’s internal strife was extremely bad. However, they pretended to know nothing.
However, Ye Clan was not the only one who had internal strifes. In the other clans, unless there was only one inheritor, sons would definitely fight over each other even if there were two only two of them. It’s just that each clan had covered it up and would never speak about it. They were unlike the Ye Clan who would not care about public matters as the Ye Clan has their unique thinking of—might speaks everything. They are all too obsessed with freedom and doesn’t give a sh*t to others.
Thus, unlike the other clans and sect, their conflicts could be seen very clearly; everyone could tell with just one look. Though, if they were really compared with each other, the other clans’ undercurrent internal strifes between brothers fighting for power, destroying each other, would probably be ten times more intense than the Ye Clan.
A wise man once said it was not that the Divine Martial Continent did not have talents, it was just that these talents all died due to internal strifes….
These words might not be known to common folks, but amongst the clans, it was known to everyone.
The most talented one would receive the most jealousy and hatred.
Although there were those who felt that geniuses who are tainted by power and felt regretful over it, there were also those who exchanged glances, with hints of jealousy in their eyes. The geniuses in the Ye Clan were far too many.
With these techniques that nobody recognized, no matter if they were secretly imparted by the current Jade Emperor himself to his sons, or comprehended on their own by these geniuses princes, there were also many of Ye Clan’s younger generation who was classified as universally shocking geniuses. It looked like after the current Jade Emperor; Ye Wentian, another new genius would surely appear and would sit in the throne. Without having to wait for too many years, a second Ye Wentian would appear in the Ye Clan.
The two princes were not inferior in any way to Ye Wentian who had shaken the Continent back then.
Seeing such a prestigious clan, the arrogant group of geniuses of the Blue Sky Lake also lost their colors and didn’t dare to provoke such an existence.
“The Ye Clan—I don’t know what was happening but I can guess somehow, the current Jade Emperor’s cruel actions...his sudden disappearance from the Capital… The Chaotic Era was coming…”
A Serpent Demon Lord of the Blue Sky lake murmured with a serious expression.
“Our Senior Apprentice has arrived.” Someone suddenly said. A thin man with short jade hair whose back was ramrod-straight and who had a sharp aura walked out. His blue robes fluttered in the wind. He was the Senior Apprentice of the Divine Killing Pavillion Sect…Zhan Shen!
Eight Slaughter Kings. Zhan Shen was one of them!
As Zhan Shen arrived, a group of people immediately went to welcome him. All of them greeted him very familiarly.
Looking at the present people, the acting host for this year, the Iron Heart Sutra Sect frowned a bit.
“Everybody’s here?”
“Hrm? I think not yet,” Another elder from the same Sect responded. “The Passing Cloud Sect has still yet to arrive,”
Most of the thirteen Righteous Sects and Clans that had acquired a Quota to enter the Despair Grieving Mountain had arrived. The only one missing was the Passing Cloud Sect—ranked sixth among the Sect!
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In the Despair Grieving Mountain Ridge, in front of the main mountain gate.
A party of 13 people moved forward together. Along with three elders, four males and six females, they climbed the stone steps to reach the front of the mountain gate. Amongst the ten youths, the oldest looked to be about twenty-three to twenty-four years old, while the youngest looked only seventeen to eighteen. Although they were young, the spiritual energy aura surrounding these people was shockingly thick, and the concentration of extreme power between their brows was even more so, enough to make an overwhelming majority of those at the same age feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
Of the three elders who were walking together, two looked to be around fifty years old and the other’s beard and hair were completely white. He looked to be already seventy or eighty, but his face seemed to be completely unwrinkled and his eyes were as calm as ice with practically no trace of aging.
“Ten esteemed guests, please enter.” An Iron Heart Sutra Sect disciple who was guarding the mountain gate walked forward and said politely, “May I know if ten esteemed guests came to participate in the Despair Grieving Mountain Trial? May I know the name of the honored party?”
“Passing Cloud Mountain Sect.” The middle-aged person muttered lightly.
After hearing the name, the disciple’s gaze became slightly more respectful, “So it’s honored Passing Cloud Sect’s noble guests, pardon the disrespect. Please come in. Walk forward five kilometers and you will reach the Assembly Place…”
After finished speaking, he moved aside. The person in the lead nodded slightly and brought the other six through the mountain ridge.
After the 13 had left, that Iron Heart Sutra Sect disciple quickly said to the person beside him, “Ling Zhen, go report to the Elders quickly and say that the Passing Cloud Sect have already arrived. Passing Cloud Sect Elder Bu Mengyu has personally brought the group over, and with him are the Sect’s Holy Son and Saintess, Ximen Wu and Bu Fanyi. Go!”
“Yes.” The other Iron Heart Sutra disciple who had been addressed as “Ling Zhen” answered quickly and quickly retreated to a quiet corner to relay this information to the Iron Heart Sutra Sect further beyond through sound transmission.
The crowd in front of the Mountain Gate had, at this moment, turned extremely large with numerous cultivators, high and low. Although the age difference may be quite varied, the cultivation levels were all similar at either the fifth or sixth tiers—meaning Emperor and Ancestor level cultivators. There was also those few that were above all—Seventh Tier; Spirit Realm Experts—Leaders of each group!
Disciples at the fourth tier below were not eligible for missions of this scale, and so all of those that had been chosen had to be at least tier five—those that have a large success of survival. Furthermore, not only were their cultivation levels outstanding, but they had also been chosen based on their knowledge and experience.
"Why is the group from Passing Cloud Sect still not here yet? Are they making all of us wait for them?" someone from the crowd finally spoke up with impatience, clearly annoyed by the tardiness.
“No, here they come!”
“The Dance of Blood Light!”
“Even the Princess of Slaughter! Oh my God! These two geniuses were both sent? The Passing Cloud Sect actually throws them together in this kind of danger? How are they so confident that they would come back once again?!”
If worst comes to worst, losing even one of them would surely be a huge problem for the Passing Cloud Sect…!
“… …” Discussions and whispers rang out but it then immediately turned silent.
Suffocating aura spread through the air, covering the surrounding.
The moment the Passing Cloud appeared, a solemn silence immediately covered the entire place. Disciples of every Sect turned their heads and look at the last Sect that had appeared.
“It is the people from the Passing Cloud Sect.”
Passing Cloud Sect.
This sect might be a bit weaker compared to other top-level Sects around here but no one dared despise them. Aside from the fact that one of the founders of this Sect was the current Jade Emperor, Passing Cloud Sect’s inner power was still yet to be completely measured by others, not daring to touch something unknown.
“Stop…” However, not all of course cared. This also accounts to those top-level Sect Disciples and treasured children. Their arrogance disdains everything.
Zhan Shen brought a team to block the path and angrily exclaimed:
“Ximen Wu, this path is blocked!”
Ximen Wu and Bu Fanyi were renowned in the world as two of the Eight Slaughter Kings—Dance of Blood light and Princess of Slaughter. The two kings’ power was even above that of Nangong Liuyun and Nangong Xuyi of Iron Heart Sutra Sect.
A few years ago, the previous last Despair Grieving Mountain Trial, the Passing Cloud Sect suddenly surge in power after Ximen Wu and Bu Fangyi came out of it. Ximen Wu obtained an Ancient inheritance while Bu Fangyi acquired a powerful sixth rank weapon and Sixth Grade Cultivation Method. There, Ximen Wu defeated Zhang Shen, crowning himself as the sixth Slaughter King, Dance of the Blood Light.
Ever since then, Zhang Shen had always been at odds with Ximen Wu, not accepting his defeat.
And now, Zhang Shen furiously rolled forward, wanting to suppress the disciples of the Passing Cloud Sect.
“Why is it blocked?”
Ximen Wu turned and glared at Zhang Shen. His expression turned icy cold.
“A tiny sect like your Passing Cloud Sect dares to come to this place?”
Zhang Shen coldly scowled and contemptuously said:
“Your Passing Cloud Sect does not have the qualifications to enter the Despair Grieving Mountain!”
“That's right, the Iron Heart Sutra Sect doesn’t welcome you! Passing Cloud Sect get lost!”
Men from the Iron Heart Sutra Sect started to sneer. Nangong Liuyun also stepped forward and stood beside Zhang Shen. His eyes glaring and menacing. His aura exploded in a threatening manner.
“The places I want to go, there is still no one that could stop me yet. Go away!” Ximen Wu scowled angrily.
“Hmph, without saying you for a few months, it seems like your head become even bigger, Ximen Wu!” Nangong Liuyun sneered. “Do you want me to flatten it for you?”
“Nangong Liuyun, comparing ours, yours would be even bigger. However, too bad, only your head is big but the ‘head’ down there is pitifully small… just like your pride!” Bu Fanyi snorted her eyes flashing a mischievous ray.
“Young Lady Fangyi, I didn’t take off my clothes before you, how would you know that mine is small? Who knows, Ximen Wu would even be smaller than mine~?” Nangong Liuyun sneered in contempt.
“Haha, no need to compare. Although I haven’t seen it before, Xiao Wu is surely bigger…though, I haven't seen it before as well...just treat it as a woman's intuition~” Bu Fanyi covered her mouth and giggled. Her laughter was like a twinkle of little bells.
Though, the contents of their conversation are sure… impressive… listening from the sideline, Allen’s brows twitched. His gaze then turned towards Bu Fanyi and amused smile tittered on his eyes.
Bu Fanyi seemed to have felt Allen’s gaze as she turned her head around and looked at Allen. When she saw Allen visiting her with an amused gaze, she winked coquettishly. Her manner seemed to be inviting…
Valiant and had a fierce character… Allen was impressed.
As expected of someone with a title of a Slaughter King… fierce…!
“… ….”
Si Mulan saw Bu Fanyi’s expression and frowned. She stepped forward, stood between Allen and Bu Fangyi, covering the latter’s figure from Allen’s vision. Bu Fanyi’s pupils narrowed, she stared at Si Mulan with a smile yet not a smile.
However, unlike Bu Fangyi’s character, Si Mulan was direct and frank. She glared at Bu Fangyi and snorted. Her manner was like a lioness desperately protecting her cub. It was actually cute and adorable…
Lan Ling ‘er who saw this scene could only sigh and shook her head in helplessness. In her mind, Allen was a pervert; a lewd womanizer… now even he senior sister wasn’t spared…
For the first time, she felt sorry and pity for Si Mulan… although it wasn’t obvious and yet to be confirmed but, Si Mulan should be harboring some kind of emotion towards Allen. Sadly, unbeknownst to her, her master was one of a kind pervert…!
A super pervert…!
Pitiful… truly pitiful…!
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