God Emperor-Chapter 930 - Murong Yue

Chapter 930: Murong Yue

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

In such a short time, Sikong Two had defeated all the monks of the Blood Dragon Hall and destroyed their cultivation.

Then he waved his sleeve. A giant blade made of golden lights was formed, floating in midair. Then it flew out to break the iron chains on the wrists and ankles of the slaves.

“Thank you so much for you help, Master!”

The disciples of the Occult Realm Sect bowed to Sikong Two immediately to show gratitude after having been freed.

The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon was furious in his sedan chair. Should the black face monk be so bold to challenge the Blood Dragon Hall in the Yuan Mansion?

He pushed the two beauties in his arms away. Two balls of red Holy Qi were condensed from his palms. He said with a low voice, “I will fight with you. Show me what you’ve got?”

Zoom.

A more than 30-meters-long blood dragon shadow appeared and winded on the body of the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon, strengthening his Qi.

The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon had only reached the Ninth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm, but now the power waves given out by him had reached the First Level of Half-Saint.

The Qi of Half-Saint had frightened the evil monks to retreat constantly.

“The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon should have practiced the seventh level of Blood Dragon Scripture. Now he can burst out the power of a Half-Saint even if he hasn’t reached the state of a Half-Saint yet.”

“Retreat. Retreat further. Just after-waves of the fights at the level of Half-Saints could shock us to death.”

…

All disciples of the Occult Realm Sect trembled with fear. Some disciples with lower cultivation even fell on the ground.

The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon laughed ruthlessly, and hit one palm to generate a strong Qi of power to destroy all the houses alongside the street.

Then, a red giant handprint was condensed and patted down on the head of Sikong Two.

While the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon felt contented with his power, a human shadow was seen flashing in his front. And Sikong Two appeared to his face in the next second.

Bang!

The handprint of Sikong Two hit in the belly of the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon.

The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon flew backwards, and crushed the ten-meter-tall sedan chair in two, spitting blood out of his mouth. He crashed to the ground pathetically like a dog jumping to its food. His face was covered with blood and dust.

In the other direction, Zhang Ruochen fully operated his Qi to give a blow, dispersing the blood red handprint hit by the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon.

Only a blow of Zhang Ruochen could resolve the attack of a First Level Half-Saint with his current cultivation.

Sikong Two didn’t kill the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon and retreated. Seeing Zhang Ruochen resolve the after waves of the fight, he bowed slightly to him. “Thank you, Shishu. You saved their lives.”

Zhang Ruochen said, “The person who rescued them is not me, but you. But I don’t think you saved them. You’ve actually done harm to them.”

Sikong Two was confused. “Why?”

Zhang Ruochen said, “They would have been sent to the auction. Being slaves but they could still live. Now that you’ve rescued them, they will have to die. The power of the Blood Dragon Hall in the Yuan Mansion was very huge. They won’t even run out of the city with their own cultivation before being killed by the powerful figures sent by the Blood Dragon Hall, after they’ve been freed.”

Sikong Two said, “I can protect their lives.”

“How long can you protect them? For the moment, but not for their whole lives. What would you do if you ran into a similar situation the next time? Go on rescuing people, go on protecting them. But how many can you protect? If you devote all yourself to protecting them, will you continue to practice?”

The face of Zhang Ruochen turned black. He added, “How dare you get involved in ’cause’ and ‘result?’ Even your master didn’t dare to get involved with them.”

Since Master Yintuoluo had entrusted the two to Zhang Ruochen, he had to teach something to them.

Sometimes, being reckless would harm others and oneself.

Sikong Two was a little lost. He said to himself, “Did I do wrong?”

Sikong One shouted at him, “Of course you did! Admit your fault to Shishu, quickly!”

Zhang Ruochen stretched out one hand to stop Sikong One. He said, “You didn’t do wrong. It’s just that you’ve done it in a bad way.”

“Yes, Shishu is absolutely correct! You’ve used the wrong way. Why seek violence if money would do? Just buy them with money, and the thing would work out perfectly, wouldn’t it?” Sikong One said.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Sikong One, wanting to scold him, but found it hard to refute his words.

Right!

If the problem could be solved with money, why should they seek violence?

The disciples of the Occult Realm Sect knew apparently that they had to die since they had offended the Blood Dragon Hall. So they became even more fearful after being freed.

“Master, please help us!”

“The Young Lord of the Blood Dragon has been severely wounded, the Blood Dragon Hall will surely unleash its fury on us. We don’t have any chance to survive, facing the scary power of the Blood Dragon Hall.”

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The disciples of the Occult Realm Sect heard Sikong One and Sikong Two calling Zhang Ruochen as Shishu, and took him as an eminent monk in the Way of Buddha who didn’t shave his hair.

So they all kneeled down and begged Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen naturally couldn’t walk away from them, so he sank in thought.

A voice was heard from far away by Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the crowd afar. He saw a woman in a long light yellow dress looking at him, nodding to him.

The woman was as slender as a crescent, standing in the blurry fog. Few people could recognize her face, except Zhang Ruochen.

“She should come to the Central Region.”

Zhang Ruochen gave her a smile, and instructed Sikong One and Sikong Two. “Take them with you, and follow me.”

Following the Qi left by the woman in the long light yellow dress, Zhang Ruochen reached the hinterland of the Black Market, appearing at the foot of a six-floored building, which looked like a palace.

Zhang Ruochen walked straight inside with Sikong One, Sikong Two and all disciples of the Occult Realm Sect.

While the rest were waiting in the yard, Zhang Ruochen walked to the interior on his own, and saw the woman in the long light yellow dress again.

“Crown Prince, Your Highness.”

The woman in the long light yellow dress kneeled on one knee immediately and saluted Zhang Ruochen.

The woman was Murong Yue from the Murong Family, who also used to be the Orange Star Emissary of Black Market Excellence Hall, an old subordinate of the Sacred Central Empire.

It was not surprising that Murong Yue should recognize Zhang Ruochen, as she knew that Zhang Ruochen used to pretend to be Lin Yue.

“Why should you come to the Central Region?” Zhang Ruochen wondered.

Murong Yue stood up again, and said, “I heard that Your Highness showed up in the Yuan Mansion, and was concerned for your safety. So I led the powerful figures of the Murong Family and Black Market Excellence Hall here immediately.”

Zhang Ruochen looked at Murong Yue, finding that her cultivation had reached Half-Saint.

With her cultivation and her special status, she might have become the leading person of the Black Market and was able to transfer large amounts of soldiers and resources.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Have you revealed my identity to the elders of the Murong Family?”

“No. I dared not to make such a decision without Your Highness’ permission.”

All of a sudden, Murong Yue rolled her eyes and said quickly, “Your Highness seemed to have been troubled by the Young Lord of the Blood Dragon, should I send troops to exterminate the Blood Dragon Hall?”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head. “I want to stay low key coming to the Black Market. Dealing with the Blood Dragon Hall is easy, but it will cause huge trouble to have attracted the powerful figures of the Ministry of War and the Immortal Vampires here.”

Then Zhang Ruochen added, “Does the Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region have some influence in the Yuan Mansion?”

“Whatever Your Highness wants, just name it. Although Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region and Black Market Excellence Hall in the Central Region are located in two places and managed independently, they both are sub-branches of the Excellence Hall. I am now the young master of the Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region. And I have great power, even here in the Central Region.”

Zhang Ruochen shrank his eyes, and asked, “You have defeated Ye Honglei to become the young master of the Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region?”

Ye Honglei was the Red Wish Emissary in the past.

Murong Yue shook her head. “Ye Honglei is extremely clever and good at manipulating people. She is supported by great power. I can only equally matched with her. Therefore, there were two young masters of the Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region elected. We have to see who will win at the end.”

Zhang Ruochen knew a little about Ye Honglei. She was truly powerful, especially in the spiritual power and fantasy arts, which she could be called the best among her peers.

“I came to the Black Market to purchase a Third Class Divine Origin Pill,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Murong Yue said, “Is Your Highness going to break through to the Third Level Half-Saint?”

“Or preparing myself for it,” said Zhang Ruochen.

“Divine Origin Pill has been strictly controlled by all great families from the Middle Ages, and can’t be sold publicly. You can buy a Divine Origin Pill under the Forth Class here in the Black Market with a dear price. Only that…”

Murong Yue showed an embarrassing look on her pretty face. She said, “Only that a Third Class Divine Origin Pill is so expensive that I don’t have enough money to buy the half of it.”

“If Your Highness really needs it, I can send a message to the Eastern Region, asking the elders in my family to escort one Third Class Divine Origin Pill to Yuan Mansion. The Murong Family should have one Third Class Divine Origin Pill in stock, as it can refine one Third Class Divine Origin Pill every three years with its resources.”

Divine Origin Pill was the only shortcut to the Half-Saint State. Even the families from the Middle Ages would have to spend years, or dozens of years to complete the refinery of one pill.

Therefore, Divine Origin Pill was too expensive to be purchased, even by a saint.

Only the Nine Kunlun Heirs in the whole Kunlun’s Field could get enough Divine Origin Pill, one pill for each level.

Zhang Ruochen laughed with confidence. “You don’t have to worry about the price. I can afford even the dearest price. Just tell me, where can I purchase the Third Class Divine Origin Pill?”