Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1465 - 430: Dying Under the Admiring Rattan Flowers

Chapter 1465: Chapter 430: Dying Under the Admiring Rattan Flowers

"Heh heh, I’m not just talking big to scare you! Before I owned the set of the Death Lord’s artifacts, I too could swing the military flag in my hand and thousands of heads would fall to the ground!" Liu Zhenhan sneered contemptuously through his nose: "Of course, if the Death Lord’s attire really possesses the ability to kill all kin and curse with malevolent Ring Spirits, augmenting ten fingers with sword energy, I wouldn’t rule out that someone, in pursuit of a quick cultivation path, would do something so insanely maniacal! After all, reaching the realm of ten-finger sword energy through one’s own cultivation of Dou Qi is just too difficult! As you have said, even a genius like Aragon only managed to cultivate up to the level of six-vein sword energy! But I am not so foolish - with my power, reaching ten-finger sword energy is a piece of cake! My Blood Arrow Flurry, whether in speed or power, which one is inferior to sword energy?"

"What does ’I, the Emperor’ mean?" Elise was a bit confused by this profound term.

"It’s an imperial form of self-address, I am the Flower King, am I not!" Liu Zhenhan indulged in a moment of self-admiration, puffing himself up.

"You make some sense, but let me give you a piece of advice, don’t be too bloodthirsty, beware of being tempted by the Death Lord’s attire and taking the devil’s path, becoming a second Death Lord! I can’t even imagine the disaster you would bring to the Aegean if you became an accomplice to the Demon Clan!" Elise’s eyes sharpened: "I have already heard from Cech, less than six months remain until the Demon Clan’s second invasion!"

"Great Sage! You worry too much over trivial matters!" Liu Zhenhan let out a helpless wry smile: "To think I, the divine spokesman of the Bimon Kingdom, a generation Flower King, invincible lord of the magnificent Feilengcui Summer Palace, would surrender to the Demon Clan? It’s more likely for the entire Demon Clan to come and serve me!"

The little parrot cackled strangely and shook its huge crest.

The two Flower Elves blushed, their eyes wide and speechless, watching this powerful being whose Elemental Power is as vast as the ocean yet whose mouth is fouler than a women’s restroom.

"My apologies, my apologies!" Liu Zhenhan hurried to greet: "Mattlazi has no filter, it curses at anyone it sees."

"This, this... this parrot is just as annoying as Leed!" Elise stammered with anger, her pretty face covered with a layer of frost.

"My Queen! Since we are both from the family that loves flowers, there’s a question I’m not sure if it’s appropriate to ask?" Liu Zhenhan quickly changed the subject.

"Ask, ask... just ask it!" Elise said tersely.

"Why, despite possessing the ’Myriad Flowers Supreme’ Floral Abilities, did the war gods, Dwarf Gold, Legolas, and Aragon let you be enveloped by the Absolute Zero Ice Barrier without rescuing you?" Liu Zhenhan chuckled: "As you’ve mentioned, your Floral Ability, although it can only be used once, should allow you to avoid any Elemental Power harm! Shattering the balance of the ice barrier doesn’t seem troublesome; a strong man could do it, and it should be effortless for your comrades!"

"I, I, I... I never told anyone I have the four great Floral Abilities." Elise’s face blushed, and she continued to sing: "Aside from my parents and the priests of the shrine, no one else knew this secret! Sadly... when I was protected by the Absolute Zero Ice Barrier, both my parents and that anointed priest had already passed away! Rexa and the others had no idea about this secret!"

"Why? These four Floral Abilities don’t seem like a big deal, why bother keeping it a secret from your closest comrades?" Liu Zhenhan was very puzzled, he would rather have the whole world know that he is the Feilengcui Overlord, the Flower King, even if it meant being called a faint-hearted ruler.

"Your Highness Richard, perhaps you’ve not heard of a saying." Elder Cech bowed his head, extremely embarrassed, and stammered for quite a while: "To die under the Mo Luo Dan flower... even as a spirit, one would be romantic..."

"Hmm?" Liu Zhenhan frowned: "Be more specific, what do you mean?"

Elise’s pretty face turned even redder.

Indeed, the most beautiful Aegean Flower, in front of such classical shy beauty, even Liu Zhenhan, accustomed to the great rivers and human affairs, could not help but have his heart flutter upon laying eyes on her.

"The probability of a female Flower Elf infant born on August 15th becoming a Flower Queen after being baptized at the Moon Shrine is quite small, once in a thousand years! However, those who do become Flower Queens are without exception, one in ten thousand beauties! Hence, a long long time ago, the lechers of the Aegean Continent used to say about the Flower Elves born on the day of the Moon God, ’To die under the Mo Luo Dan flower, even as a spirit, one would be romantic’!" Enrida, who had not interjected before, gave a resigned smile to her father and shrugged: "I have spent a good amount of time with the Elves, and have heard whispers of this secretive tradition among the Flower Elves. Generally, when a Flower Queen is born, other than her parents and the priests serving the Moon God, the secret is absolutely not spread! Now, with the Flower Elf race extremely weakened and ten thousand years having passed, this secret is likely unknown to the outside world!"

"Damn!" Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but laugh, after all the roundabout explanations from his daughter-in-law, it turns out the Flower Queen is the fabled body of allure, which Liu Zhenhan is all too familiar with!

He has long pored over the ancient bronze secret texts of Moore’s royal archives—such supreme beings are said to cause men of insufficient resolve to die from excessive excitement upon contact, thus topping the Heavenly Ranks. More crudely among the secular world, such a phenomenon is called ’Madness Afoot’ or ’Spirit Passage’.