God Emperor

Chapter 2256: My Senior’s Woman

Supreme Saint Qingsheng sat in the pavilion. With a smile on his face, he praised Zhang Ruochen. “Ruochen, Xue Tu told me everything just now. This time, you did well. You bought the seven cauldrons of Fugue Pills. The overall strength of the cultivators attending the Festival in Bloodsky Clan will definitely increase by a lot.”

Zhang Ruochen glared at Xue Tu coldly.

Xue Tu felt sullen and helpless. “Senior brother, I can’t help it. With Supreme Saint Qingsheng’s exceptional insight, how can I hide it from him?”

“You swore to heaven,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“In Infernal Court, no cultivator believes in heaven,” Supreme Saint Qingsheng said. “What is heaven? In Infernal Court, cultivators believe in destiny, darkness, slaughter, death, or gods.”

Xue Tu was shocked. He hadn’t expected Supreme Saint Qingsheng to trick him.

‘This old man is d*mn sly!

‘He’s trying to punish me just because I didn’t tell him the truth.

‘Seriously, did I offend anyone?’ ????????????????????????????. ????o????

Before Zhang Ruochen got angry, Xue Tu quickly explained, “Senior brother, listen to me. It’s not what you think. I didn’t tell Supreme Saint Qingsheng anything. He figured it out all by himself.”

Zhang Ruochen poured a cup of Saint Spring Water and handed it to Supreme Saint Qingsheng. He said leisurely, “Then swear again. Swear in the name of your father.”

“Still need to swear?”

Xue Tu felt bitter. How could a Supreme Saint like him, who was a terrifying, powerful figure to all Celestial Court cultivators, live like a loser.

He had no choice so he could only swear again.

Xue Tu was in deep sh*t now. Hence, if he offended Zhang Ruochen, he would have no place in the Divine Domain of Destiny.

Zhang Ruochen said, “I’m afraid Uncle Qingsheng has some misunderstanding. I want to keep the Fugue Pills for my own use. Of course, if Bloodsky Clan participants can afford it, I can sell some to them.”

Supreme Saint Qingsheng had a certain understanding of Zhang Ruochen’s character. He didn’t force him. He moved his eyes. “Of course,” he said. “You spent a fortune for it. Why would you give it to other cultivators? Even I’m not that generous.”

Then, Supreme Saint Qingsheng and Zhang Ruochen fell silent.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Supreme Saint Qingsheng hadn’t come to Vastsea Manor to chat with him. He must have other intentions, so Zhang Ruochen continued to wait.

He waited for Supreme Saint Qingsheng to speak first.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng stared at Sundial and exclaimed, “What an amazing Time treasure. With it, one year of practice is actually just one day in reality. Sigh, it’s a pity, though.”

“What do you mean by ‘pity’?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng said, “It was damaged and lost its former glory. The vessel spirit is gone, and it can only cover an area of 640 meters. In such conditions, it becomes less useful to deities. Hence, its value is greatly affected.”

When a deity practiced enlightenment, they would enter a state of selflessness. As a result, they would take their true form.

How could a mere 640-meter coverage accommodate a deity?

“Sundial’s attack power is still very strong. I’m afraid that many deities still want to snatch it away from me,” Zhang Ruochen said.

“HMPH! Snatch it away from you? Even Asurendra Samay got a heavy lesson from that. Who still dares to snatch it away from you?”

After a short pause, Supreme Saint Qingsheng sighed. “Xue Chen and Xiao Xiao are both top geniuses of the Xue Jue family. Unfortunately, even though I’m the acting leader, I can’t provide them with the best practice environment and resources.

“Ruochen, why don’t you let them practice in the area covered by Sundial before Celestial-Hunting Festival?”

“This… Of course,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng was overjoyed. He smiled and said, “With the help of Sundial, they’ll have decades of practice time. Before the Celestial-Hunting Festival, they’ll definitely be able to accumulate the Precepts to a higher level. I’ll express my gratitude to you on their behalf.”

Xue Tu stood at the side and sneered. Xue Tu could see that Supreme Saint Qingsheng, the old fox, was planning to send his children here to get close to Zhang Ruochen because he saw that Zhang Ruochen had a lot of cultivation resources.

Even if it was just a little from Zhang Ruochen, Xue Chen and Xue Ningxiao could benefit greatly from it.

‘Even Supreme Saint Qing Sheng is humble to Zhang Ruochen and curries favor with him. Should I take the initiative too?’ Xue Tu thought.

“No need to thank me, Uncle. You can help me test the power of Violet Gourd.” Zhang Ruochen summoned Violet Gourd from Qiankun.

Meanwhile, Lian Xi, Shentu Yunkong, and Zhou Zhen walked out of Qiankun’s world gate one after another and landed on Vastsea Manor.

The four Supreme Saints were shocked and bewildered. They observed their surroundings while keeping an eye on Xue Tu and Supreme Saint Qingsheng.

“They are the Supreme Saints of the Immortal Vampires, and one of them has unfathomable cultivation. What is this place?” Zhou Zhen was shocked and broke out in cold sweat. This chapter is updated by Noᴠel Fɪre.net

‘Is this really Infernal Court?’

To Celestial Court cultivators, Infernal Court meant death and darkness.

Once they fell into the hands of Infernal Court cultivators, they would definitely suffer a fate worse than death. Thus, deep fear rose within them.

“It’s Xue Tu! Why is he with Zhang Ruochen? They seem to be very close.”

Lian Xi recognized this famous ruthless figure on Battlefields of Merits. She couldn’t understand why Xue Tu called Zhang Ruochen senior brother.

‘Is Zhang Ruochen a spy sent by Infernal Court to infiltrate Celestial Court?’

Lian Xi’s heart sank. She looked up at the sky, but she could not see any light. It was as if she had been locked in a dark prison. What kind of torture and abuse would she face next?

Shentu Yunkong, Gaunt, and Zhou Zhen also felt sad.

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t be bothered with their feelings. He told Xue Tu, “Keep an eye on them. We’ll be back soon.”

Zhang Ruochen and Supreme Saint Qingsheng entered the microworld of woodlands to test the power of Violet Gourd.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng owed Zhang Ruochen a favor since he wanted to send his children to Zhang Ruochen’s side to practice cultivation. Therefore, he didn’t refuse.

The test results came out quickly.

“Violet Gourd’s suction power has increased by 20 percent,” Supreme Saint Qingsheng concluded.

Zhang Ruochen said, “Is it powerful enough to be a threat to the top 10 Supreme Saints who attained Great Perfection of the Hundred-Shackle Realm?”

“Them? Well, each of them can either defeat or kill a Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint. Although your gourd has a chance, it’s not easy to suck them in.

“Unless the suction power of the gourd continues to improve,” Supreme Saint Qingsheng said.

Zhang Ruochen nodded. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked curiously, “Uncle, what grade is your Saintwill?”

Supreme Saint Qingsheng was very proud and said, “Grade Four.”

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly. “Only Grade Four?”

Supreme Saint Qingsheng’s face darkened the moment he heard the contempt in Zhang Ruochen’s tone. “A Grade Four Saintwill is already a top grade Saintwill. It means I have the chance to enter godhood.

“You should ask around. In the entire Bloodsky Clan, very few Supreme Saints who could condense a Saintwill of Grade Five or above.”

Zhang Ruochen asked, “What grade is the Saintwills practiced by Wargod Bloodximius?”

“Well, as far as I know, Wargod Bloodximius cultivated nine types of Saintwills. After many times of merging, they have turned into two Grade Twos Saintwills.” Supreme Saint Qingsheng’s eyes were full of respect and awe.

In his heart, Wargod Bloodximius was someone no one could surpass, a Wargod who was worth worshipping.

Zhang Ruochen was amazed that Wargod Bloodximius could cultivate nine types of Saintwills.

However, knowing that the Wargod could only cultivate two types of Grade Two Saintwills despite being a prodigy of a Yuanhui period, Zhang Ruochen was somewhat disappointed.

Zhang Ruochen asked, “Is there no Supreme Saint who can condense Grade One Saintwill?”

“Grade One Saintwill?”

Supreme Saint Qingsheng let out a cough. He said earnestly, “Ruochen, I know that you are very talented, but you can’t set your goal too high.

“You should know that in Infernal Court, sometimes in the entire 129,600 years, a Yuanhui period, there is no Supreme Saint who can condense Grade Two Saintwill.

“Those top 10 Supreme Saints who have attained the Great Perfection of Hundred-Shackle Realm can be considered the most talented cultivators in Infernal Court in the past thousand years.

“However, among them, only six have cultivated Grade Three Saintwills, while the remaining four have only cultivated Grade Four Saintwills.

“When Wargod cultivated two Grade Two Saintwills at the same time, the news sent the deities shockwaves.

“As for you, if you can condense one Grade Two Saintwill, it will be enough to solidify your status as a Yuanhui level genius.

“If you can condense two Grade Two Saintwills, I’m afraid that the forces of Infernal Court who held grudge against you will have to put down their hatred.

“Hehe. They might even want to offer their favorite daughters of their clan to you as brides to mend ties with you.”

“That serious?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng said, “Of course, it means the Xue Jue family has a new Wargod Bloodximius. Do you still think it’s an exaggeration?”

Zhang Ruochen said, “In history, has there ever been a Supreme Saint who condensed a Grade One Saintwill?”

“I don’t think so.”

Supreme Saint Qingsheng thought carefully and said, “Although there are legends about cultivators who condensed a Grade One Saintwill, careful analysis done by the deities showed it’s unlikely to be true.

“You have to know that the cultivation of Saintwill is closely related to the Canons.

“In the universe, every Canon is constant ‘one’, which is 100 percent.

“If you practice Grade One Saintwill, after becoming a god, you can convert 100 percent of the Canon, it means you will become the Absolute Master of that Path. Do you think it is possible?

“In fact, no cultivator can condense Saintwills of Grade Three or above from a single Path. You have to combine a Saintwill with other Saintwills for a chance to advance it.”

Zhang Ruochen was deep in thought. He said, “Can I put it this way? If I condense a Grade One Saintwill from my Path of Time, I can grasp 100 percent of the Time Canon once I attained Godhood and become the Absolute Master of Time in the Universe .”

“That’s right. But that’s impossible. Even Saint Monk Xumi could only grasp less than 50 percent of the Time Canon. It’s the result of countless years of accumulation.”

“If the Time Saintwill I condense is of the second grade, does that mean I can master 50 percent of the Time Canon after I become a god? And if the Time Saintwill I condense is of the third grade, does that mean I can master 25 percent of the Time Canon after becoming a god?” said Zhang Ruochen.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng said, “Theoretically, that’s true. “However, no cultivator can condense third-grade Saintwill from a single Path.

“Therefore, it’s impossible for you to master 25 percent of the Time Canon when you’ve just attained Godhood.”

“Moreover, it’s still unknown whether 25 percent of the Time Canon without holder still exists

“If it doesn’t exist, you still have to wait until the gods who hold the Time Canon die and let the Time Canon return to the world. Only then will you have a chance.

“In addition, the Fane of Time has learned from the Fane of Truth and Fane of Destiny. They are trying their best to collect all portions of Time Canon scattered in the heaven and earth.”

“If they succeed, even if you become a god cultivating the Path of Time, you won’t be able to grasp its Canon entirely. Unless you can kill your way into the Fane of Time and take their portion by force.

“Actually, I don’t know much about the Canons. What I’m telling you is just my own guess and the contents of the books.

“Don’t think too far ahead. At this stage, try to condense Saintwills of higher grades as much as possible. That is the right thing to do.”

After telling Zhang Ruochen all of this, Supreme Saint Qingsheng let out a long sigh.

The word ‘Canons’ gave him a headache.

The Saintwill he cultivated was only at Grade Four. Even if he was lucky enough to become a god, he wouldn’t be able to grasp any Canons.

There were too few deities who could do so.

Among the top 10 Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints who had attained Great Perfection, six of them had cultivated Grade Three Saintwills. Yet, they were considered the strongest in Infernal Court for a thousand years and had been the killing targets of Celestial Court’s Macroworld leaders.

it was considered good enough to have one of them survive and become a deity in the future.

In reality, most Supreme Saints who had condensed the third-grade Saintwills would age and die at Paramount Realm. Some of them would even die at the hands of Celestial Court cultivators.

The final step to ascend to godhood was just too hard.

Zhang Ruochen asked Supreme Saint Qingsheng for some tips on condensing Saintwills. Only then did the two walk out of the microworld of woodlands and return to the Vastsea Manor.

Vastsea Manor was completely destroyed. The soil under their feet became pitch-black. It had once turned into lava, but it was frozen again.

The cultivators of Bloodsky Clan had gathered in Bingsi District. Although there had been top supreme-level Inscriptions set up everywhere, many buildings were destroyed after they were damaged.

Sundial was protected by Moyin and Zhang Ruochen’s five Saitn Aspects. It still hovered in the air above Vastsea Manor.

Supreme Saint Qingsheng’s eyes darkened. “D*mn it.”

“Let me handle this.”

Of course, Zhang Ruochen knew what had happened.

It would be strange if the four Supreme Saints from Heavenly Realm and its allies stayed in Vastsea Manor. Xue Tu alone would not be able to suppress them.

Zhang Ruochen moved and left the Vastsea Manor.

In Bingxi District, a large number of Supreme Saints from Bloodsky Clan had gathered. Shentu Yunkong, Zhou Zhen, Lian Xi, and Gaunt could not escape.

By the time Zhang Ruochen arrived, the four Supreme Saints had already been suppressed.

Shentu Yunkong’s body had been cut in half by a sword.

He did not die.

His two halves were hung up separately. Below them were two large cauldrons that collected his dripping blood.

“Give me a quick death!” Shentu Yunkong shouted in humiliation.

A Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint held his hands in mid-air. He twisted Zhou Zhen’s body into a mess with his Blood Qi. Zhou Zhen’s skin and flesh split open, his bones cracked. Blood flowed out continuously and fell into the Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint’s mouth.

Zhou Zhen’s cries rose and fell. It was a tragic sight.

Gaunt was also in a tragic state. He was suppressed by another Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint. The Supreme Saint used chains to wrap around Gaunt’s neck and dragged him on the ground like a dog on a leash.

The surrounding area was filled with mocking laughter.

Of course, Lian Xi attracted most attention.

Lian Xi’s hands and waist were tied by three blood-red chains. She could not move her body. She felt as if she was about to be torn apart.

The three chains were formed from three powerful Blood Qi. The other end of the chains was held tightly in the hands of the three Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints.

It was inevitable. The nine beauties in the?Portrait of the Nine Beauties?were also very famous in Infernal Court. Many Infernal Court cultivators participated in the War of Merits with the goal of capturing one of the beauties.

Now that one of them, who was this stunning, had appeared in Infernal Court, she naturally became the main target of Bloodsky Clan Supreme Saints.

Being able to embrace a beauty was secondary.

The most important thing was their pride.

Taking in one of the beauties in Portrait of the Nine Beauties as a concubine or a slave would definitely make countless cultivators envious.

“Lord Canghu, Lord Bei, I’ll give each of you a hundred divine stones for Fairy Shadowless,” said Supreme Saint Xueqi.

Lord Canghu laughed, “What a generous offer. It’s a pity that I don’t lack divine stones. I only lack a woman to give birth to my children. I think the Fairy Shadowless is a suitable candidate.”

“Fairy Shadowless has a special physique and is extremely talented. Her children won’t be bad. So I want to keep her as my concubine,” Supreme Saint Xueqi said.

Lord Bei said, “Canghu, Xueqi, I’ll give each of you 100 divine stones and 10 Saint Realm Beauties. Give Fairy Shadowless to me.”

“No, I want Fairy Shadowless. Whoever fights with me today will be my sworn enemy,” said Lord Canghu.

…

Xue Tu noticed Zhang Ruochen. He rolled his eyes and seized the opportunity to rush out. He acted angrily. “Why are the three of you fighting? The Fairy Shadowless has long been my senior brother’s woman. How dare you touch her? Are you looking for death?”

With Xue Tu’s current reputation, no cultivator dared to ignore him.

“She is Zhang Ruochen’s woman?” Supreme Saint Xueqi’s expression froze.

Xue Tu said, “She already is.”

In Xue Tu’s opinion, since Zhang Ruochen had captured and suppressed her in his Microworld, any normal man would have done what they needed to do.

Lian Xi was furious. She said in a low voice, “Xue Tu, if you talk nonsense again, I’ll drag you along when I die.”

“How is this nonsense? Do you dare to deny that nothing has happened between you and my senior brother?”

Xue Tu sneered and said, “Fairy, you’d better tell the truth. With my senior brother as your backer, your life in Infernal Court will be better. Otherwise, you will fall into the hands of these three. For now, they are still interested in you. But once they lose their interest after a few years, they might pass you around to other Supreme Saints like a gift. Or, they might hand you over to Realm of Star Ocean and auction you off as a slave..”