I Am Overlord c1-962

by Translator: Pokka; Author: 我本纯洁 (I Am Pure); Licensed From: Migu

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  After a long while, Ye Chaomu finally left the room with a satisfied look on her face. With the wide smile she had, it was clear she was in an excellent mood. Behind her was Xiang Shaoyun who had on a gloomy expression. "Ye Chaomu, are you a dog or a human? Why did you bite me that hard?"

  "Hmph! If I don't bite hard, you won't learn your lesson!" said Ye Chaomu smugly.

  "You are a little devil," declared Xiang Shaoyun.

  "Yes, I am a little devil. You will never be able to escape me," said Ye Chaomu as she brandished her fist at Xiang Shaoyun.

  Xiang Shaoyun couldn't be bothered to continue bickering with her, and he headed to Elder Zhen Peng's room. Elder Zhen Peng was already awake. He was staring at the ceiling with a pair of empty eyes. No emotion could be seen in his eyes, as if there was no longer any meaning in life for him. Even when Xiang Shaoyun approached him, he did not react.

  Looking at Elder Zhen Peng's condition filled Xiang Shaoyun with guilt. He spoke gently, "Elder Zhen Peng, I'm here to see you."

  Finally, there were some movements in Elder Zhen Peng's eyes. Sorrow filled them as he said with a hoarse voice, "M-Martial Hall Palace is no more."

  Xiang Shaoyun gripped his hand and said, "I am sorry, Elder Zhen Peng. It was my fault. Without me, this calamity would not have happened to the Martial Hall Palace, and you wouldn't have suffered this much either."

  "Sigh," Elder Zhen Peng took a long sigh before shutting his eyes again, seemingly not having anything more to say.

  "Elder Zhen Peng, this is a clearmoon vine. It will help restore your meridians. Here, eat it. I'll help you up," said Xiang Shaoyun as he took the clearmoon vine out.

  Elder Zhen Peng opened his eyes and asked in agitation, "Will I recover?"

  "Yes, you will be able to stand on your own feet again soon," Xiang Shaoyun solemnly promised.

  "Ok! I want to get back up! I want to rebuild the Martial Hall Palace! I will not let the Martial Hall Palace end here!" said Elder Zhen Peng with a look of resolute longing.

  For some reason, a sense of veneration rose in Xiang Shaoyun when he heard those words. He said solemnly, "Ok. When you get well again, I will do everything I can to help you rebuild the Martial Hall Palace. In the future, it will be even more powerful than the Cloud Margin Pavilion, becoming an organization that will last forever!"

  He then fed Elder Zhen Peng the clearmoon vine.

  Chapter 348: Parting

  The clearmoon vine was worthy of being a top-tier king medicine. It worked excellently and immediately restored Elder Zhen Peng's crippled meridians. In fact, it did more than that. Elder Zhen Peng's meridians were also enlarged, pushing his second-stage Skysoar Realm cultivation level to the third stage.

  But that wasn't too surprising since after cultivating a high-tier cultivation method given by Xiang Shaoyun, he had reached late second-stage Skysoar Realm long ago. The clearmoon vine gave him that little push he needed to enter the third stage.

  Although Elder Zhen Peng had grown in strength, Xiang Shaoyun could sense that he was in a different frame of mind now. Back when Elder Zhen Peng had first entered the Skysoar Realm, he immediately wanted to become Xiang Shaoyun's follower to pursue more strength.

  Now, the only thing he wanted was to return and rebuild the Martial Hall Palace. All his focus was on the Martial Hall Palace. The more Elder Zhen Peng behaved like that, the worse Xiang Shaoyun felt, feeling like he was the ultimate sinner who had caused the fall of Martial Hall Palace.

  "Elder Zhen Peng, Senior Brother Zi Changhe and a few others will be here soon as well. Do you want to wait for them before leaving?" asked Xiang Shaoyun, trying to make Elder Zhen Peng stay for a bit longer.

  "No, I will go back first to search for any surviving disciples and see if they are willing to return to the Martial Hall Palace," said Elder Zhen Peng stubbornly.

  "Ok, then. I have some spirit crystals and other treasures here as well. Consider them my support in helping rebuild the Martial Hall Palace," said Xiang Shaoyun as he handed Elder Zhen Peng a storage ring.

  It was a storage ring he had obtained from one of Linggu Haonan's subordinates, and it was filled with a decent amount of treasures.

  Elder Zhen Peng rejected it. "No, I can't accept more things from you."

  "Elder Zhen Peng, are you still blaming me? This will only make me feel worse," said Xiang Shaoyun with a sigh.

  Elder Zhen Peng hesitated for a bit before answering, "No, I am not blaming you."

  "If you really don't blame me, you should accept this ring. It won't be easy to rebuild the Martial Hall Palace empty-handed," persuaded Xiang Shaoyun.

  "Fine." Elder Zhen Peng reluctantly accepted the ring. "If possible, I really don't want the same thing to happen to the new Martial Hall Palace."

  He then flew away from the Chen Clan.

  Looking at Elder Zhen Peng's departing back, Xiang Shaoyun said inwardly, Don't worry. I won't let those traitors have another chance to disturb your peace.

  Not long after Elder Zhen Peng left, Zi Changhe arrived with Wang Zhenchuan and Xia Liuhui. As Xiang Shaoyun had previously informed the Chen Clan about their arrival, they were able to enter unimpeded and were brought to him.

  The three were astonished to find that Xiang Shaoyun was actually residing in one of the most important spots within the Chen Clan, but at the same time, they felt that this was how it should be. After all, Xiang Shaoyun was a person with a powerful background. Even with Emperors among their ranks, the Chen Clan would still have to serve him carefully.

  "Senior brother, you're here," greeted Xiang Shaoyun.

  The three were about to return the greeting when they saw Ye Chaomu standing behind Xiang Shaoyun. The sight of her stunned all three of them, as if they had been frozen. She was as beautiful as the luminous moon, filled with boundless charm that no men could resist.

  "Hello, everyone. I am Ye Chaomu, his little sister," said Ye Chaomu with her arms wrapped around Xiang Shaoyun's arm.

  "Yes, she's my little sister," Xiang Shaoyun said.

  Ye Chaomu corrected, "No, I'm his godsister."

  "Why are you speaking nonsense?" Xiang Shaoyun grumbled.

  "But I'm telling the truth!" said Ye Chaomu with a pout.

  "So pretty," Xia Liuhui couldn't help but to praise her.

  "Hehe, thank you for your praise," said Ye Chaomu with a satisfied smile.

  "N-no, you don't have to thank me for that. I'm telling the truth. You are the prettiest woman I have ever seen," said Xia Liuhui, speaking in a coarse manner.

  "Is that so? But my big brother does not think so," said Ye Chaomu who shot Xiang Shaoyun a glare.

  "Don't mind her. She has always been a naughty girl," said Xiang Shaoyun with an awkward look. He then introduced the three to Ye Chaomu.

  As he made the introduction, she greeted them politely one by one without any air of arrogance a young lady of an influential clan would usually have. The three's impression of her improved, especially so for Xia Liuhui, who was completely smitten by now.

  After serving the three tea, Xiang Shaoyun went straight to the point. "Have you reached a decision?"

  "Both me and Zhenchuan have decided to not be a burden to you, so we won't be leaving. We know ourselves well. We will be nothing but deadweights if we go with you," said Zi Changhe seriously.

  They knew that following Xiang Shaoyun might bring them more benefits, but they also understood they would only bring him more trouble because he would have to take care of them as well. That might not be what Xiang Shaoyun needed right now.

  "How about you, Xia Liuhui?" Xia Liuhui asked.

  "Boss, I...I want to go back home and see how things are there," said Xia Liuhui hesitantly.

  "Go home?" Xiang Shaoyun blanked out. That was a decision he had never expected.

  "Yes, it has been three years since I last went back. I really want to go back before deciding what to do next," said Xia Liuhui with a nod.

  "That's understandable. I s
hould have thought of that. Maybe I should visit your family with you as well," said Xiang Shaoyun.

  "There's no need for that. My home is located in a remote village. It's practically a forest," said Xia Liuhui, lacking confidence.

  Xiang Shaoyun grumbled resentfully, "Are you abandoning your boss? The parents of my brother are also my parents. What's wrong about me visiting them?"

  "Ok, then," Xia Liuhui agreed reluctantly.

  Next, Xiang Shaoyun looked at Zi Changhe and said, "Since you have already made up your mind, I will respect it, senior brother. I have some gifts for you two here. They will be helpful for your future cultivation."

  Again, Xiang Shaoyun took out a storage ring. He was truly quite generous today. Zi Changhe was hesitant in accepting the ring, but he had no choice but to take it after Xiang Shaoyun stuffed it into his hand.

  "Alright, we will drink to our heart's content today. May we meet again in the future," said Xiang Shaoyun, suddenly melancholic.

  The three before him were the first friends he had made after leaving the Ziling Sect. He still remembered how he wanted to become Zi Changhe's disciple when they had first met. Wang Zhenchuan, the martial nephew he had gotten out of nowhere, had been a decent friend as well.

  After parting, it would be unknown if they would ever meet again in the future.

  Today, they drank.

  The day after, it was time to leave.

  Xiang Shaoyun did not forget the Chen Clan, as he gave Chen Jiayan a tier-6 battle technique before leaving. That would be considered his way of thanking them for hosting him.

  "Senior brother, take care," yelled Xiang Shaoyun toward Zi Changhe and Wang Zhenchuan, who were now on their way back to the Cloud Margin Pavilion.

  Chapter 349: Xia Hamlet

  Xia Hamlet was a hamlet within Wu Town's territory. It was a very remote hamlet surrounded by mountains on all sides. In this hamlet, practically everyone had the Xia surname. Most of the inhabitants were hunters, and they lived simple lives.

  Xia Datang, a Transformation Realm cultivator, was the head of the hamlet. He enjoyed great prestige, and his words were basically the law. Whatever he said, people followed.

  He was a nice person who would be willing to suffer personal losses just so others in the hamlet could have some food on the table. He was strong yet did not bully the weak, and was ever willing to help others. He was a rarely seen genuinely nice person, and it was this very nice person that was currently in a troubled position.

  Three days ago when he led a group of hunters from the hamlet out on a hunting trip, they had encountered a Great Demon, and in order to protect the others as they escaped, he had been gravely injured.

  Presently, a lot of villagers were gathered in the hamlet head's residence. Everyone had arrived with their prized herbs, hoping to help Xia Datang recover from his injuries. It was evident that Xia Datang enjoyed the love of the people. The moment something happened to him, so many people stepped up to help. It was quite a moving scene.

  In the house, a slim young woman was sobbing beside a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was none other than Xia Datang. He had an ordinary look and a robust body. His abdomen was currently bandaged, and there were numerous blood stains on it. It was quite clear that his injuries were not light.

  The young woman beside him was about 15 to 16 years old. She had an oval, lively face. Her crude outfit showcased her slim figure and made it seem as if one could easily snap her slim waist. This was Xia Yingying, Xia Datang's daughter. She was currently weeping helplessly, looking incredibly pitiful.

  Xia Datang, lying on a bed made of animal hide, opened his eyes and said weakly, "Yingying, what are you crying for? Your father is not as weak as you think. I will be well soon."

  "Father, you need to get well soon! I'm very scared!" weeped Xia Yingying as she gripped Xia Datang's hand.

  "What are you afraid of? I'm already awake. Everything will be fine," said Xia Datang. He then looked at an old man beside him. "Old Father, tell the villagers to leave. I won't die so easily. Tell them to not worry about me."

  This old man wasn't exactly Xia Datang's father, but he was the oldest inhabitant of the Xia Hamlet, and everyone called him Old Father as a sign of respect. Old Father was about 80 years old. He was a hunchback and had a frail figure and looked incredibly weak. His pair of muddy eyes were looking straight at Xia Datang as he replied, "Ok. Since you feel fine, I will tell them to leave. Everyone is worried about you. You're very important to everyone here."

  Old Father walked slowly and exited the room. Outside, he told the villagers, "Go back, everyone. The head is awake. He said that he won't die so easily. Don't worry, everyone."

  "That's great news! I knew the head would be fine! He is so strong; nothing will happen to him!"

  "That's right. The head is a kind person. A kind person usually enjoys a long life. Not even a demonic beast can hope to end his life prematurely! Old Father, I have some healing herbs here. I'll leave them here. Please pass it to the head."

  "Old Father, I have a piece of snake meat. Make a soup out of it for the head. It will be good for his body."

  "I have half a stalk of a 100-year-old ginseng here. It is very good for healing. Remember to get the head to eat it! He has helped us a lot these few years. We can't let him suffer alone without helping!"

  ...

  One could say that help arrived from all directions. The Xia Hamlet was displaying an incredible display of selflessness. The villagers left their prized possessions one after another, leaving Old Father in tears.

  "Xia Datang is the perfect example of how a head should be," he lamented.

  Just as the villagers were about to leave, some noise suddenly rang out from outside the residence.

  "Warning! Warning! Bandits are attacking! Everyone, kill the enemies!" shouted a villager.

  The villagers all panicked and rushed outside, each carrying a weapon.

  "Ahhhh!"

  Soon, a miserable wail rang out from not far away. A mighty-looking group could be seen slaughtering the villagers without mercy. Not even the old, weak, women, and children were spared. Any woman who looked even slightly attractive was raped.

  The villagers were completely helpless in stopping the bandits' advance. By instinct, they retreated back to Xia Datang's place and shouted, "It's bad! The bandits are attacking! They are going to slaughter us all!"

  When Xia Datang heard that, he instantly jumped off the bed. The action tore open his wounds again, causing him to groan in pain as he broke out in cold sweat.

  "Father, don't move! You are still injured!" said Xia Yingying sorrowfully.

  "This is not the time for that. These injuries are nothing. I'm going to kill those bandits!" said Xia Datang with his teeth clenched. After stuffing a random ginseng into his mouth, he lifted the saber resting to his side and charged out of the house.

  Xia Yingying chased after him, shouting, "Father!".

  When the villagers saw Xia Datang, hope was reignited in their eyes. They all gathered around him and charged toward the bandits.

  "Xia Datang is here! Bandits, die!" roared Xia Datang before running at the bandits with his saber with the ferocity of a tiger. He fought well, displaying the might a Transformation Realm cultivator should have. Even with his injuries, he was still a capable fighter as he was able to kill two Astral Realm bandits with only a few slashes.

  "Audacious, you dare kill the members of the Mad Lion Hunting Group? Die!" shouted the leader before slamming his massive hammer down at Xia Datang.

  The bandit leader was also a Transformation Realm cultivator. His forceful attack sent Xia Datang's saber flying. Even Xia Datang himself collapsed onto the ground.

  "Father (head)!" Xia Yingying and the villagers cried out in alarm.

  "Look, what a pretty girl. Come over here. You have been selected. From today onward, follow me and you will be able to live a good life," said the bandit leader with a perverted smile.

  "D-don't even drea
m of laying your hands on my daughter!" Xia Datang crawled back up on his feet and threw a punch at the bandit leader.

  Unfortunately, his punch was weak due to his injuries, and his fist was immediately caught by his opponent.

  "A dying person like you dares run your mouth before me? Are you courting death?" said the bandit leader with disdain before sending Xia Datang flying with a kick.

  "Father!" Xia Yingying cried.

  "Come with me. I will treat you well," said the bandit leader as he stepped forth and reached for her.

  A voice filled with grief and fury instantly rang out, "Lay a hand on my sister and I will rip you apart!"

  Chapter 350: A Tiger Father Does Not Beget a Dog Son

  "Sister? Soon, she will be mine!" The bandit leader paid no attention to the threat as he grabbed Xia Yingying.

  "AHHH!"

  Xia Yingying screeched in fear. The nearby villagers rushed the bandit leader with their weapons, but they were immediately beaten back by the other bandits.

  "Hehe, what a tender girl. I like it," said the bandit leader in excitement.

  Instantly, a finger beam streaked through the air and struck the leader on his arm.

  "AHHH!"

  A bloody hole appeared in the arm, and the bandit leader wailed in pain. Xia Yingying was freed, and she quickly ran to Xia Datang.

  "W-who is the impudent ambusher! Show yourself!" roared the furious bandit leader.

  "What an arrogant person. None of you can leave alive today!" a cold voice rang out. The same voice continued, "Liuhui, go take care of your father and sister. Let me deal with these scums."

  "No, let me deal with them. Boss, I'll need to trouble you with my father and sister," replied a different voice.

  Two young men appeared, both about 17 years old. One of them was heroic and handsome with a steadfast face and toned figure, looking like an extraordinary young man. The two were none other than Xiang Shaoyun and Xia Liuhui, who had arrived from Cloud Margin City.

  As for Ye Chaomu, Duo Ji, Devouring Ghost, and the others, they were still standing guard outside the hamlet. Xia Liuhui had not expected that the first thing he would see when he returned after so long was his villagers being slaughtered and his father and sister being bullied. He was raging with fury, and he needed a venue to vent his anger.