God Emperor

Chapter 1825: Tianjue Pavilion

Lu Huaiyu replied, “They have been ordered by a Pavilion Master of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion.

Zhang Ruochen revealed disappointment in his eyes and said, “Which Pavilion Master was it?”

Lu Huaiyu shook his head.

The Guardian Dragon Pavilion was actually divided into the Heaven Spirit Pavilion and the Earth Demon Pavilion, and both the Heaven Spirit and Earth Demon Pavilions each had their own Pavilion Master as well as deputy. With Lu Huaiyu’s status, he was still unable to access the top secrets of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion.

However, Lu Huaiyu gave Zhang Ruochen a clue. “One of the senior members of the Guardian Dragon Pavilion is Your Highness’ Royal Tutor in your past life, Royal Tutor Shangguan Que. If Your Highness really wants to know about the secrets of the altar, you can pay him a visit.”

“Sure enough.”

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised by Shangguan Que’s identity.

Be it in the previous life, or this one, many of his doubts were all pointed at Shangguan Que.

Zhang Ruochen had figured out a lot of things, but at the same time, it also gave birth to more doubts.

In the past, the Holy Scripture Maiden had paid Shangguan Que a visit. He had given her a clue, and the spear point of the clue pointed toward the Endless Abyss.

It was that time that the Holy Scripture Maiden almost perished within the abyss.

Zhang Ruochen could not understand what kind of relationship Shangguan Que and that person within the Endless Abyss had. How did he survive unscathed when Emperor Qing and Chi Yao destroyed the Shengming Central Empire, and why had the Shangguan Clan prospered to this day?

“Once I get the Godstone back, I must pay the Central Region a visit,” Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

Whoosh!!

A Communication Light Talisman flew from the eastern skies and landed in Zhang Ruochen’s hands.

It was a message from the Holy Scripture Maiden.

Through the Chessboard of the Realms, the Holy Scripture Maiden had managed to locate the positions of several cultivators from the Fane of Youshen and informed Zhang Ruochen using the talisman.

Zhang Ruochen was silently surprised. “The Fatal Six of the Fane of Youshen, the Drifter and the Wayfarer are actually in the Eastern Region Holy City? What are they doing here?”

Given how vast the Kunlun Realm was, any one of the Fatal Six could stand strong alone, so why did two of them appeared at the same place?

If it was only to snatch the Godstone, there was no need for people like the Fatal Six to show up, and instead sending a Nine-step Saint King like Feng Chengdao or Bai Yuejun was more than enough.

“The Godstone that Feng Chengdao and Bai Yuejin have snatched is probably in the possession of either the Drifter or the Wayfarer. This will be tricky.” Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply.

The Drifter and the Wayfarer were elites of the Greater Precept World, and their accumulation was powerful and deep-rooted. Be it their offensive or life-saving abilities were not comparable to the average Nine-step Saint Kings.

Even if Zhang Ruochen had a Supreme Sacred Artifact, it did not seem like he would be able to suppress them.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen could not just strike with impunity and needed to keep away from the Emissaries Vigilant. If he was discovered, the consequences would be disastrous, and by then, those who want him dead would be innumerable.

The Holy Scripture Maiden’s second talisman arrived.

“There’s another thing that I don’t know if I should be telling you or not. But since you are in the Eastern Region Holy City, I decided to tell you anyway. There will be a crisis happening in the Eastern Region Saint King Manor soon...”

On the light talisman, the Holy Scripture Maiden explained the crisis the Eastern Region Holy City was facing in detail to Zhang Ruochen.

After reading it, Zhang Ruochen fell into a long silence.

The Eastern Region Holy City had been reigning over the Eastern Region for over a hundred thousand years. It was normal for the great realms to have their eyes on the wealth and resources they had accumulated. But their true goal was the famous Four-Nine Mystic Arts.

Not only was the Four-Nine Mystic Arts divided into four volumes, but it was also divided into thirty-six skills, thirty-six techniques, and thirty-six transformations.

Whether it was skills, techniques, or transformation, it was a treasure that would allow a cultivator to soar.

The Thirty-six Shapeless and Formless Transformations Zhang Ruochen had cultivated were just the tip of the iceberg when compared with the Four-Nine Mystic Arts.

The true Thirty-six Transformations could not only transform appearances, but also transform into mountains, waters, air, and even divide oneself into thirty-six, unleashing a variety of techniques.

The cultivators of other macroworlds, even if they were to seize a cultivator of the Eastern Region Saint King Manor and were somehow able to steal their memories, they would only be able to get a small glimpse of the Four-Nine Mystic Arts. That was at best useful for mere reference.

It was like the thirty-six engravings of the Demonstone Engravings from the Blackdemon Realm.

The thirty-six rub marks were all created personally by a god, but there were still many defects while cultivating the rub marks, and was incomparable to the True Marks.

So, they would need to seize the true marks of the Four-nine Mystic Arts in order to truly master the divine technique.

While Zhang Ruochen’s current strength was indeed strong, but he did not think that he had the strength to destroy the Eastern Region Saint King Manor. After all, the Saint King Manor had been rooted in the Holy City for hundreds of thousands of years, it was very deep-rooted with all sorts of means at their disposal.

Yet, the Holy Scripture Maiden mentioned that there was a danger of the Eastern Region Saint King Manor being annihilated, and that meant that the enemies attacking the manor would be quite terrifying.

Normally, once Zhang Ruochen learned of this, he would smartly choose to protect himself and immediately flee the Eastern Region Holy City.

However, upon learning that the Fane of Youshen was a participant in this operation, Zhang Ruochen decided to stay for the time being. If he was not able to change anything with his own power, he would need to take the Godstone back, no?

“The Tianjue Pavilion.”

Zhang Ruochen looked at the name of a place that the Holy Scripture Maiden had given him and immediately left for it with Murong Yue and Xie Chengzi in tow.

The Tianjue Pavilion was located at the edge of the Golden Rainbow Continent in the Eastern Region Holy City and was situated on the Tianjue Island.

The Tianjue Island floated over the sea and was one of the busiest and liveliest places in the Eastern Region Holy City. Standing on the island, a Saint could use their extraordinary eye power to see almost half of the Golden Rainbow Continent, and the vast, borderless sea.

If there was a birth of a hundred thousand-year-old sacred grounds medicine being born, those on Tianjue Island would be able to see the auspicious light radiating from the medicine at the very first moment.

Based on the news brought by the Holy Scripture Maiden, both the Drifter and the Wayfarer was at Tianjue Pavilion on Tianjue Island.

Zhang Ruochen changed his appearance and became a handsome, stout figure as he wore a dragon scale armor and a dragon robe. He exuded an aloof temperament as he stepped into Tianjue Pavilion.

Due to the long cloak, it was difficult to notice that one of his legs was a little lame.

Murong Yue and Xie Chengzi follow behind him like a maidservant and a guard.

As soon as he walked into the Tianjue Pavilion, the gaze of countless pairs of eyes landed on Zhang Ruochen. Everyone could see that his armor was expensive, and his cultivation base deep, guessing that he was probably someone with an amazing background and identity.

“What you looking at? I’ll gouge your eyes out.”

Xie Chengzi exuded a chilly Qi aura, and revealed his undoubtedly powerful cultivation, shocking all of the cultivators in the area.

“So powerful, who is that person?”

“Never seen him before, perhaps he might be one of the Dragon Princes of the Tianlong Realm. In any case, he is not someone we can afford to offend.”

...

Zhang Ruochen pretended to be aloof and seemed to be disdainful of the cultivators in the pavilion. But, in reality, he had already observed everyone, and to his surprise, he had noticed several familiar figures.

One of them was the Young Master of the Ming Hall, Kong Hongbi.

Speaking of which, there were no small grievances between Zhang Ruochen and Kong Hongbi. He wondered how Kong Hongbi would feel if he found out that Zhang Ruochen was the Shengming Central Empire’s crown prince and the Saint Patriarch of Ming Hall’s cousin.

“Why did Kong Hongbi come to the Eastern Region Holy City? Lanyou wouldn’t be sending him to deliver the Godstone, right?” Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

On that same note, Kong Hongbi’s talent and aptitude were quite good and definitely at the top in the Kunlun Realm.

With the vigorous cultivation provided by Ming Hall, plus the recovery of the Kunlun Realm, the precepts of heaven and earth had changed. Hence, his cultivation base had advanced by leaps and bounds, surpassing the rank of a Saint King.

Aside from Kong Hongbi, Zhang Ruochen also saw Xiang Chunan.

Xiang Chunan was seated in a corner, and there was a large jar of liquor on his table. He was gorging liquor down in large swigs as he chatted with a man sitting opposite of him. His voice was so loud that only his voice could be heard across the entire Tianjue Pavilion.

The man opposite him was fair and extremely handsome. He wore a big red Saint Robe, and his movements were elegant. It was a sharp contrast to Xiang Chunan’s brutish appearance.

“This man... why do I have a feeling that I knew him before...” Zhang Ruochen frowned.

Zhang Ruochen did not know the man sitting opposite Xiang Chunan, but the former gave out a feeling of familiarity. Did this person change his looks?

“That black fool, he really dares to make friends with anyone.” Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently.

A steward of the Tianjur Pavilion walked over and respectfully greeted Zhang Ruochen. “The first floor is only for ordinary cultivators. For an honored guest like you, please head to the private rooms upstairs.”

That steward may not be able to see through Xiang Chunan’s cultivation, but shouldn’t he know about Kong Hongbi’s identity?

If Kong Hongbi was merely an ordinary cultivator in his eyes, how distinguished were the cultivators inside the private rooms?

Zhang Ruochen looked up and noticed that in addition to a suspended holy jade platform at the center of the pavilion, there were also layers upon layers of private rooms spiraling upward. It was just that the private rooms were warded with inscriptions arrays, and he could not sense the identity or aura of those within the rooms.

“All right, give me the best private room,” Zhang Ruochen said proudly.

“Please.”

The steward followed Zhang Ruochen and saw him observe the suspended holy jade platform, so he smiled and said, “That is the auction platform of the Tianjue Pavilion. If you have anything precious, you can put it up for auction there.”

Immediately after, he whispered, “The treasures auctioned by Tianjue Pavilion are all first-rate treasures. A few days ago, a person sold a hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicine that he had just harvested here for a sky-high price.”

Zhang Ruochen silently clicked his tongue and was surprised.

As the cultivators from various worlds continued to enter the Kunlun Realm, the Tianjue Pavilion seemed to be more and more sophisticated.

The steward brought Zhang Ruochen to a private room on the fourth floor and said, “My Lord, we have arrived!”

“This is only the fourth floor. I noticed that there are rooms on the fifth floor as well, and the environment there seemed to be better,” Zhang Ruochen said.

The steward looked conflicted and quickly said, “The four private rooms on the fifth floor are already occupied, and all of them are people who should not be provoked...”

“Should not be provoked... Haha, there’s not a single person that this prince cannot provoke. And today, I want to go to the private rooms on the fifth floor.” Zhang Ruochen laughed arrogantly.

Zhang Ruochen guessed that the Drifter and the Wayfarer were likely to be in one of the private rooms on the fifth floor, but he had no idea which one they were in.

So, he planned to cause a ruckus and find them.