God Emperor-Chapter 1374 - Taichi Life-Death Print

Chapter 1374: Taichi Life-Death Print

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Someone who had disappeared a year ago, someone that everybody thought had died, suddenly reappeared.

Anyone would be shocked by this.

Two hundred years ago, Lin Suxian had been known as the “top beauty of Kunlun’s Field.” As her daughter, Qi Feiyu inherited all her beauty. Standing on the streets, she was like a fairy from a painting.

Qi Feiyu’s intelligence and talent were all top-level. She quickly calmed down. “Are you here for Junior Sister Mu? Actually, you should continue to live in disguise and not let anyone know that you’re still alive. Some things can’t be changed once the result is out.”

“Just like your mother and Senior Luo Xu back then?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Qi Feiyu sighed softly. “Back then, Senior Luo Xu at least had my mother and Palace Lord Ling to save his life. That was why he could leave the Peakless Mountain alive.

“But if you want to imitate Senior Luo Xu, no one will be able to save you. Qiu Yu isn’t Qi Xiangtian. The fire tribe isn’t the Qi Family. The Sect Leader of the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect isn’t the Sect Leader from before. You aren’t Senior Luo Xu either. The current condition is more than 100 times more dangerous than 200 years ago.”

Zhang Ruochen learned many things from Qi Feiyu’s words.

“The Sect Leader of the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect isn’t the Sect Leader from before” didn’t mean that the sect leader was replaced. Instead, she meant that Shi Qianjue was completely different from 200 years ago.

If 200 years ago, the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect hadn’t recovered yet and Shi Qianjue didn’t have his current cultivation, he would still feel restricted and have some worries.

But now, no one in the Demonic Sect could counter Shi Qianjue. The Demonic Sect’s power was far stronger than before too.

“Since I’m here, I won’t turn back,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“Fine! Since I can’t dissuade you, then follow me. I’ll lead you into the Peakless Mountain.”

Qi Feiyu was as gentle as jade. As she walked in the front, she emanated a soft fragrance and suppressed the smell of alcohol on Zhang Ruochen.

With her status, it was easy to bring someone into the Peakless Mountain. No one dared to ask questions.

At the same time, it was likely that no one could recognize Zhang Ruochen unless they were cultivators who’d seen him before.

“Take me to the Saintess Palace,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“Junior Sister Mu isn’t in the Saintess Palace anymore,” Qi Feiyu said. “The Mu Family brought her back to Mount Tianmu.”

“I want to go to the Saintess Palace and meet your Palace Lord,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Qi Feiyu naturally knew that Zhang Ruochen had an unusual relationship with Ling Feiyu. Thus, without speaking further, she brought Zhang Ruochen to Mount Tianshui and went to a palace at the peak.

Once outside the palace, Qi Feiyu stopped. She looked at the open doors thoughtfully. “The Palace Lord has been cultivating in isolation. She rarely opens the doors voluntarily. It seems that she already knows you’re here.”

Ling Feiyu sat on a hovering island at the back of the palace. She wore an electric purple robe. Electric currents flowed all over her body, like hundreds of purple flood-dragons flying around her.

Zhang Ruochen and Qi Feiyu walked in at the same time and stood under the hovering island.

“Greetings, Palace Lord.” Qi Feiyu bowed at Ling Feiyu.

“You can leave!” Ling Feiyu said indifferently, eyes still closed.

Qi Feiyu bowed again before retreating. At the same time, the two saintly doors of the palace closed heavily.

The pavilion darkened. Only the purple electric currents were still shimmering.

“I thought you would stay in Yunwu Commandery forever,” Ling Feiyu said.

Zhang Ruochen found a jade chair and sat down. He clutched a flagon. “So this means that you’ve been to Yunwu Commandery?”

“Yes,” Ling Feiyu said.

“Coming and leaving quietly isn’t your usual style.”

“Did you come to the Peakless Mountain to see me or take Mu Lingxi away?” Ling Feiyu asked.

“Is there a difference?”

“Of course. If it’s the former, I can save your life. If it’s the latter, no one will be able to protect you. With the Founder’s current cultivation, he sensed you the moment you set foot on the Peakless Mountain. Are you surprised?” Ling Feiyu asked.

“No,” Zhang Ruochen said nonchalantly. “Before stepping onto the Peakless Mountain, I already noticed the Spiritual Qi was starting to turn into Saintly Qi. It reaches the clouds and connects to the abyss. Without a doubt, Shi Qianjue has reached the Supreme Saint Realm and can become the newest Demonic Emperor. When one becomes the emperor, the world will be in uproar. The current Moon-Worship Demonic Sect will soon recover to its prime.”

After all, a Supreme Saint was someone who could laugh at the world. One utterance could sentence billions to death.

The birth of every Supreme Saint was a big event that influenced an entire era.

Eight hundred years ago, there were nine human emperors and three empresses, but that was the accumulation of thousands of years. Eight hundred years ago, the oldest Emperor Dao and Emperor Wen were already 4,000 years old.

If not for the changes in the rules of the world, Shi Qianjue and Kong Lanyou would need hundreds of years more to reach the Supreme Saint Realm, no matter how talented they were.

Shi Qianjue reaching the Supreme Saint Realm had an unusual significance.

“You knew it was futile, but you still broke in without worry. Do you really not value your life?” Ling Feiyu opened her eyes. Her gaze carried gentleness and confusion.

“Right now, you must be the one who understands me the most. You should know that I’ll carry my decision to the end once I make it.”

Ling Feiyu was quiet for a bit. Then she said, “Then why did you come find me? You should know that this is outside of my abilities. I can’t help you at all.”

“I’m here for someone’s body.”

“Whose body?”

“Le,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Ling Feiyu stared deeply at him. Then she rose, her body producing crackles. Vast power flooded out of her.

The entire time, Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were calm and devoid of any changes.

“You are calm and unmovable like a mountain. It seems that your heart has changed during this year, far surpassing the results of other people’s cultivations for 1,000 years. Since you are confident, then follow me!”

Ling Feiyu transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew outside the pavilion. The next moment, she landed outside the residence that Mu Lingxi had cultivated in before. She stood beside a spiritual lake.

Whoosh!

At almost the same time, ripples appeared in the space beside Ling Feiyu. Zhang Ruochen walked out of the ripples.

He looked at the water below his feet. The lake was blood-red and was actually boiling. It bubbled.

“The corpse sank to the bottom,” Ling Feiyu said.

“Did no one collect his body for him?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“The divine tree’s flames are still burning in the water,” Ling Feiyu said, hands behind her back. “All cultivators under the Saint Realm will turn to ash if they touch the water. Who above the Saint Realm would collect a stranger’s body and offend Qiu Yu?”

Plop.

Zhang Ruochen jumped into the lake and disappeared below the surface.

A moment later, he broke through the surface, carrying a corpse, and flew to the bank.

Ling Feiyu’s eyes narrowed in shock. “I heard that his head was shattered and melted by the divine tree. How come it regrew?”

Zhang Ruochen’s hand was under Le’s back. He could feel white Life Qi and black Death Qi were intertwining within the body, forming a strange Taichi mark.

However, the Life and Death Qi was relatively weaker. Only someone with strong Spiritual Power could sense it vaguely. Otherwise, they would think that this was just a dead corpse.

“Have you heard of the Nine-Circle Life-Death Code?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“He cultivates this strange technique?” Ling Feiyu asked.

“I taught him back then,” Zhang Ruochen continued. “When he was cultivating the fifth circle, he already produced the Life-Death Qi. As long as that doesn’t dissipate and his will doesn’t die, then he won’t truly die. Now, the Tachi Life-Death Print has appeared in his body. The Life-Death Qi isn’t extinguishing. He should be close to the seventh circle.”

“What do you mean, close to the seventh circle?”

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes grew troubled. “If he lives, it’ll be the seventh circle. If he doesn’t live, then it’s death.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t put Le’s body into the Universe World. He was worried that the Founder would discover it when he opened the Universe World.

Thus, he carried Le’s corpse and left Mount Tianshui. He headed straight toward Mount Tianmu.

The Moon-Worship Demonic Sect was the leader of the seven ancient sects. Their force was grand and spread throughout the world. There were 12 middle-age clans in the sect, hundreds of Saint Clans, and countless Half-Saint Clans and even smaller clans.

The Mu Family was one of the 12 middle-age clans. Mount Tianmu was where the core figures cultivated. It was rich with Spiritual Qi and comparable to the practice fields of the nine palaces.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the foot of Mount Tianmu. Looking up at the many majestic buildings, he called out, “Senior Sister Duanmu, Zhang Ruochen is here to fulfill the promise from before. Could you show yourself to me?”

His sound waves passed through, traveling throughout the entire Mount Tianmu and shocking the Mu Family. All of the Saints were awoken at practically the same time.

The Demonic Sect disciples closer to Mount Tianmu were shocked too.

“Who? Zhang Ruochen? Which Zhang Ruochen?”

“Who’s Senior Sister Duanmu?”

…

Many cultivators hurried to Mount Tianmu, thinking that something big was about to happen.

“Zhang Ruochen, he’s really here!”

Inside an iron pavilion on Mount Tianmu, Mu Lingxi also heard Zhang Ruochen’s voice. Her eyes filled with excitement and joy. She immediately rushed outside.

But before she could get out, Mu Lingxi was stopped by Yun Zheng.

“Where are you going?”

Expression dark, Yun Zheng glared at Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi’s sparkling eyes were filled with emotion and longing. “Zhang Ruochen is here! I knew he’d come. He always lives up to his words and would never lie to me. Father, let me go see him…”

“You still want to see him? You’re Qiu Yu’s fiancée now. You better collect yourself. As for Zhang Ruochen, he’s here looking for death. The Vice Founder and Family Leader have both hurried over. You’ll see his head soon.”

Seeing how his daughter was so disappointing, Yun Zheng was so angry that he slapped her. With a crack, he sent Mu Lingxi to the ground.

What if she angered Qiu Yu by continuing to interact with Zhang Ruochen?

Yun Zheng didn’t dare to imagine the terrifying consequences. He shut the heavy iron gates and activated an imprisonment formation. Then he immediately hurried down Mount Tianmu. No matter what, he had to kill Zhang Ruochen. The Mu Family’s glorious future couldn’t be destroyed because of him.

“Father… Let me out… You can’t treat Zhang Ruochen like this… How can you do this…”

Mu Lingxi’s helpless and tragic voice traveled out of the pavilion. It was very different from her previous cute and optimistic side. But no matter how she cried, she didn’t hear any reply.