When the other people saw, they all revealed a shocked expression one after another.
How could a mortal fly in the sky?
The Flower Blossom Tier!
This old man was at the Flower Blossom Tier, that was why he could fly in the sky with his physical body, transcending the mortals.
When the old man came right above, an endless pressure circulated that made everyone feel minuteness from the bottom of their hearts, only wanting to knee in worship.
The old man’s gaze swiped once on Feng Yan’s body as his expression immediately turned gloomy, and he said, “Such great nerve, daring to harm a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect! Rain Emperor, give this old man an explanation!”
He stared at Rain Emperor, towering above and showing dominance.
A Flower Blossom Tier martial artist certainly was qualified to act haughtily.
Rain Emperor didn’t buy it at all. He raised his head awe-inspiringly, threw out a punch, and said, “In front of me, you dare tower above?”
Hong , a golden fist came down from the sky, smashing towards the Flower Blossom Tier old man.
“Impudence!” The old man blew his top—a mere Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivator actually dared to take initiative to attack him, truly amusing and ridiculous. However, when the punch came hurling, he didn’t dare to let it hit him, raising a hand to press towards the sky.
A spread of pink-colored mist dispersed, turning into millions of birds that pecked at the golden fist.
“Huh?!” the old man immediately cried out in surprise, for this golden fist was strong enough that it actually shattered each and every one of the birds and continued to hurl down with an unstoppable state.
Peng!
The old man was forced to throw out another palm to parry the golden fist, but his body was instantly struck down, falling onto the ground.
The golden fist shattered at last, but the old man already fell onto the ground. On the contrary, Rain Emperor sat on top of the small hill.
The first round of the confrontation was over—Rain Emperor came out on top!
“Hiss,” everyone cried out in surprise. Today, shocking things happened one after another. Wasn’t the Rain Emperor at the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, how could he restrain someone in the Flower Blossom Tier? The emissaries of the eight nations were all frightened and uneasy—was Rain Country going to have a second formidable practitioner in the Flower Blossom Tier?
The Flower Blossom Tier old man stood upright and unafraid. It wasn’t that he was weaker—he underestimated Rain Emperor, resulting in him being struck down by a punch. No matter how careless, he was still someone in the Flower Blossom Tier, and those below the Flower Blossom Tier were mortals. He could offhandedly kill a warrior int he Spiritual Pedestal Tier, so how could he have been struck down?
His name was He Zheng Chu, he was sent by the Winter Moon Sect’s Spiritual Infant Tier warrior to give Feng Yan some prestige and bring him back. Thus, he planned on appearing when Feng Yan won the competition, making Feng Yan who was on top of the younger generation look even more impressive.
It never occurred to him that Rain Emperor would actually announce another person as the champion of this competition. He was confused, so he came to investigate—only to find that Feng Yan was actually crippled, losing one leg.
This naturally made him furious, but before he had even acted out, he was struck down to the ground by a fist, causing him to be slightly muddled.
He Zheng Chu raised his head to look at Rain Emperor, frowned, and said, “You’re only half a step into the Flower Blossom, how could you possibly have such battle prowess?”
“You don’t need to know.” Rain Emperor remained domineering.
He Zheng Chu couldn’t understand. He naturally knew that the power of the nation could raise one’s strength, but was it so exaggerated? When he was younger, he’d adventured in the Nine Nations of the Desolate North when he was young, sparring with a few former emperors with the power of the nation—it certainly raised their battle prowess, but only a few stars; it was never as exaggerated as exceeding the mortal men.
This generation’s Rain Emperor seemed to be a bit too powerful.
He Zheng Chu looked at Feng Yan and said, “This child is the sect’s Elder Shi’s direct disciple, yet he has been crippled. This lord needs an explanation.”
“What explanation do you need?” Rain Emperor snorted. “He was hurt in a fair fight everyone witnessed, what explanation does this emperor need to give you? You can take him and leave. If you want revenge, all right. Let him cultivate until he’s strong enough to reclaim his glory himself.”
He Zheng Chu considered it a bit, and said, “This lord will take the one who committed the crime.”
Being able to say this, He Zheng Chu had given Rain Emperor enough face, because the Winter Moon Sect’s disciple was still in Rain Country and crippled in front of the Rain Emperor. Yet, he didn’t expect Rain Emperor to take associated responsibility—truly unlike the ways of the Winter Moon Sect.
Rain Emperor gave no face at all, and said, “Your ears have problems? This emperor said that it was a fair fight, and Feng Yan can take back his reputation himself.”
He Zheng Chu couldn’t help but be infuriated, and said, “Rain Emperor, you’re not giving this lord any face?”
“On my territory, why should I give you face? Who do you think you are, daring to threaten me?” Rain Emperor said threateningly, his fiery presence as an emperor incomparably domineering.
Everyone’s blood boiled. A Flower Blossom Tier warrior was admonished like a dog; Rain Emperor was truly domineering. An emperor like this truly made them admire him from the bottom of their hearts—if they had to sacrifice their lives for him, they would.
He Zheng Chu was so infuriated that his eyebrows and beard bristled. He said angrily, “Such enormous nerve, looks like Rain Country is going to change an emperor!”
He brazenly attacked.
Chapter 278
Chapter 278: Rain Emperor Strikes Again
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The Flower Blossom Tier warriors broke away from the mortal body, and each movement they made could make mountains and rivers burst open, being extremely terrifying.
He Zheng Chu attacked in rage, hurling a fist that turned into Roc like a lofty mountain. It flapped its wings towards the hill, blowing up a terrifying strong wind like sabers and swords. Ka ka ka , the hill immediately crumbled.
Rain Emperor swung his sleeve—Ling Han and the other three were swept down the hill while enveloped by a gentle power; although they fell onto the ground, they weren’t hurt at all.
“You want to fight? This emperor will fight you till you’re content!” The hill already crumbled, but Rain Emperor still stood proudly on the original location of the hilltop, standing in midair and emitting unflinching aggressiveness.
Under the power of the nation, he was only half a step into the Flower Blossom, but already had the full abilities of a Flower Blossom Tier warrior.
“Follow this emperor!” Rain Emperor broke through space, soaring into the sky.
He Zheng Chu naturally wouldn’t be terrified, soaring into the sky as well. In a short moment, flashes of brilliance filled the sky, and the terrifying power surge came like the sea tide; the coercive pressure was like a mountain that shocked everyone’s heart.
This battle would definitely make countless people lose their will to pursue martial arts, leaving them trembling anxiously in memory of this coercive pressure for the rest of their days; however, some geniuses would definitely overcome the fear in their hearts, crossing into a vaster land.
In the sky, the great battle continued, but no one could see exactly what the situation was. Even Ling Han couldn’t see it at all due to the distance, judging it only with the power surges he felt.
Theoretically, being only half a step in the Flower Blossom Tier, Rain Emperor would definitely not rival He Zhen Chu, but this generation’s Rain Emp
eror was a distinguished genius—with the power of the nation, he had the full power of a Flower Blossom Tier warrior, so it wasn’t easy to predict the outcome of the battle.
Besides, Rain Emperor’s unparalleled bellicosity allowed him to thoroughly utilize the power of the nation. It could be seen from the Son of Heaven Fist Technique he created just how surprising this Rain Emperor’s innate talents were.
Ling Han acknowledged it tacitly. It was no wonder Rain Emperor decided to abdicate so quickly—his target wasn’t merely the Flower Blossom Tier, but the Spiritual Infant, or even the Deity Transformation and the Heaven Tiers. Staying on Rain Country’s throne, the skies above him would be too small.
Half an hour later, He Zheng Chu and Rain Emperor flew down from the sky at almost the same time. Both of them stood proudly, and it was unclear who had won or lost.
He Zheng Chu stared coldly at Rain Emperor for a long while before he said, “This incident won’t be over like this!” He reached out, picked up Feng Yan, and turned to leave. With a few steps, he was already at the horizon, disappearing without a trace.
Everyone felt greatly relieved. It was a Flower Blossom Tier warrior demonstrating his power after all; the pressure was too great, it made everyone lose their breath.
Afterwards, everyone looked at Rain Emperor with an ardent gaze.
Too powerful, he actually forced a Flower Blossom Tier cultivator to leave!
The Winter Moon Sect was a terrifying leviathan in the north region. If a Flower Blossom Tier warrior ran to the Nine Nations of the Desolate North, even the emperors should tremble in fear and dare not to have a bit of neglect in their reception of them, right?
But, Rain Emperor was powerful and attacked unhesitantly, chasing away He Zheng Chu.
He was worthy of being a country’s overlord.
“Long live his majesty! Long live his majesty!” Everyone started shouting like a tidal wave—even the heads of the Eight Great Clans. A powerful cultivator with assertiveness like this made them most willing to entrust him their lives.
Rain Emperor nodded and jumped, flying directly back to the imperial palace. A voice then came, “Ling Han, enter the palace to see this emperor.”
Again!
Everyone looked enviously at Ling Han as Rain Emperor very rarely summoned someone for audience alone. However, in the short time of half a month, Ling Han had been continually summoned twice, truly making people envious.
Ling Han remained indifferent to favors. Based on his temperament, it wouldn’t be possible to agitate him. He carried Hu Niu, and nodded towards Guang Yuan, Zhu Wu Jiu, and the others; putting all conversations off after he headed back to his quarters.
He completely had no mood to deal with other people’s good wishes. He observed Hu Niu’s condition as he walked. Fortunately, Hu Niu had only passed out, and was perhaps injured a little, but she had already recovered for the most part.
This little girl was also a freak.
Ling Han stopped worrying and returned to his quarters at Hu Yang Academy. He put Hu Niu into the Black Tower, then opened the box that contained the Eye of Trurh—there was actually an eyeball inside.
It seemed to be a human eyeball, but the strange thing was that it was hard as iron and stone. Moreover, a gash ran deep into the eyeball. Looking at the shape, it should’ve come from an arrow. Apparently, the owner of the eyeball was shot and wounded by an arrow, and when the arrow was pulled out, the eyeball came out along with it.
Ling Han examined closely; on the eyeball was some black extravasated blood, emitting an indistinct aura that made people afraid. However, it was from too long ago, so the presence that remained was but an empty shell, very subtle in its power.
‘The eyeball’s owner was at least in the Heaven Tier when alive.’ Ling Han made his judgment. ‘If not for the depth of this wound that destroyed the martial intent within, it should have terrifying powers even now.
Cultivating the Eye of Truth, one’s eye would also be tempered—otherwise, if the eye was struck by a martial artist of the same level, the whole eyeball should’ve exploded, and not end up with just a hole.’
Ling Han was once a formidable warrior of the Heaven Tier, so he clearly knew the power and limits of this Tier. The eyes were definitely the most fragile part; with the protection of Origin Power, it was still all right, but once that was broken through, the attack would go straight into the brain.
The inheritance of a Mystical Power was a bit special, as it couldn’t be formed into words or characters. Normally, it was passed on through the bloodline, from parents to children. If outsiders wanted to learn it, then they could only use one way… for example, the Eye of Truth was fathomed out by directly taking the eye, and Hand of the Black Demon by studying the palm.
Ling Han wasn’t in a rush to study it, storing the eyeball inside the Black Tower. He first had to go to the imperial palace.
Rain Emperor summoned him for a meeting; he had to give him face. After all, Rain Emperor forcefully intervened, blocking He Zheng Chu for him… Although he showed his status as a high level Black Grade alchemy master, so He Zheng Chu wouldn’t dare go to far, a favor was a favor after all.
Ling Han headed towards the imperial palace. Halfway there, he felt his hand tremble, and a thought rushed forth.
It was Strange Fire.
It ‘ate’ a part of the Demonic Qi, became full of it and hibernated. It was inactive these few days, but now it finally awoke.
“Yiyaya!” Strange Fire sent him a thought expressing its happiness. Ling Han could feel that Strange Fire was certainly somewhat stronger now. However, it immediately showed its thirst, desiring to devour more Demonic Qi.
“No more, no more!” Ling Han said impatiently, sending the thought through his divine sense as well. Otherwise, if he were speaking to himself, that would make others think he was insane. “I’ll get more for you later, but you also have to properly do some work.”
“Yiyaya!” Strange Fire flashed, maybe acquiescing or maybe expressing its discontent.
“Put it in the Black Tower, I have a way to increase the fire’s power,” Small Tower suddenly said.
“Really?” Ling Han said despite himself. Actually, he already knew Tool Spirits couldn’t lie… Tool Spirits had the word spirit in their name, but they could never become a living being, so naturally they possessed no concept or ability to lie.
However, what Small Tower said was somewhat surprising, making him feel shocked.
“Really,” Small Tower said calmly.
Chapter 279
Chapter 279: Plans in Days to Come
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Ling Han immediately put the Strange Fire into the Black Tower, only to “see” Strange Fire immediately jump joyously inside. This world was so much larger than the palm that it could only hibernate in.
Small Tower appeared, and with a weng , a flash of light enveloped the Strange Fire.
“Yiyaya!” The Strange Fire wanted to run, but it could only sway continuously, as if in fear.
‘Hopefully, Small Tower won’t torment it to death,’ Ling Han thought to himself. He stopped paying attention to the Strange Fire; ahead, the imperial palace was in sight.
Zai Xiang was already at the imperial palace’s large entrance. Seeing Ling Han arrive so slowly, he couldn’t help but reveal a shred of discontent and say, “You have the impudence to make his majesty wait so long, such nerve you have!”
Ling Han glared at him and said, “To put blame on me would be for his majesty, what the hell are you yelling for?”
“You…” Zai Xiang glared, looking fierce.
“Don’t you, oh you. I’m a high level Black Grade alchemist, even his majesty humbly calls me Grandmaster Ling. You’re so arrogant, is it because you think you’re more kickass than his majesty? Hehe, you’re the one with the nerve, Captain Zai!” Ling Han laughed.
Zai Xiang was momentarily startled. Ling Han was certainly right; a high level Black Grade alc
hemist was a big boss of alchemy in Rain Country, even the Rain Emperor had to respect Ling Han as a distinguished guest. However, he berated him for the sake of the Rain Emperor, but how come it turned out that he was showing contempt for the Rain Emperor…? Something was definitely wrong.
He had the utmost talent in martial arts, but lacked extremely in worldly wisdom. Led on by Ling Han, he instantly became confused.
“Since you’re rude to me, then I don’t have to give you face, either. I’m leaving.” Ling Han turned to leave.
“Wait!” Zai Xiang hurriedly chased after him and said, “His majesty wants to see you, you can’t leave!”
Ling Han glared at him, simply pretending not to hear.
Zai Xiang finally reacted and said, “Grandmaster Ling, his majesty summons you. Please follow me.”
“Be more quick-witted in the future. It’s not wrong to put your thoughts on martial arts, but you can’t cultivate all day, cultivating yourself into a dolt,” Ling Han said casually.
Zai Xiang was so angry the corner of his mouth twitched, but he could only give in, fearing Ling Han would turn to leave again.
Ling Han couldn’t help but laugh; it was his second life as a man, could he not control a hothead?
The two arrived once again at Main Heaven Hall. Zai Xiang went to guard the palace door while Ling Han walked in.
Rain Emperor sat on the throne, but this time, there wasn’t a Xu Ke Xin leaning by the side of his legs. Presumably, the deal she made with Rain Emperor was concluded, and with the acquirement of ten Foundation Building Pills, she already left the imperial palace, running off to some remote place to cultivate in seclusion; she’d come out again after breaking through to the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.
“In days to come, what are your plans?” Rain Emperor asked directly.
Ling Han pondered, and said, “I should be leaving Rain Country.”
“That’s right, the Winter Moon Sect is a large sect after all. This emperor can force a Flower Blossom Tier warrior to leave, but next time, if someone in the Spiritual Infant Tier comes, this emperor won’t be able to oppose them,” Rain Emperor said without any empty boasts like ‘even if a person in the Spiritual Infant Tier comes, I’d be able to hold them off’. This however did not whittle down his forcefulness.
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