King of Creation
Chapter 130 - 128: Returning Your Sword

Chapter 130: Chapter 128: Returning Your Sword

Immortal Wilderness Inn was a restaurant.

A restaurant famous for its luxury.

Rich young masters of average lineage who entered Immortal Wilderness Inn would pale upon a single glance at the menu and leave without a word.

Nothing extraordinary, the dishes at Immortal Wilderness Inn were just far too expensive.

Over half of the dishes were priced in terms of Low Grade Spirit Crystals. Of course, the ingredients were extremely exquisite, even the green leaves garnishing the dishes were ten-year-old Ganoderma Leaves.

As for the main ingredients, they ranged from the upper-grade Earth Level materials of Demon Beasts to century-old Alchemy Materials, all readily available.

Moreover, it was said that the head chef was also a fairly accomplished Alchemist, able to properly stimulate the energy inherent in these ingredients; some dishes were said to have effects similar to Pills.

Those who could afford to come here were either princes and nobles, or martial arts magnates!

However, even for them, it wasn’t something affordable on a daily basis.

Perhaps because they arrived early, Ye Zhen and his three companions got there before the few guests invited by Fan Chuyu had arrived, and Ye Zhen found an excuse to step out for a while.

Half a quarter-hour later, Ye Zhen hurried back to find that the second floor of Immortal Wilderness Inn had been joined by two men and one woman, all dressed quite lavishly, as Fan Chuyu was introducing them to Caiyi and Liao Feibai.

"This is the Ninth Princess, Princess Huayang, the youngest daughter of our current emperor."

As he spoke, a regal young woman around twenty years of age stepped forward gracefully, greeting Liao Feibai and Caiyi. In front of them, even the princess of the Black Water Kingdom really had no room for pretense.

"This is Third Young Master Pan Wei from the Right Guard General Mansion."

"I have had the pleasure of meeting Fairy Liao and Fairy Caiyi. I am a good brother of Brother Fan; should you ever grace the Black Water Kingdom, please command me as you will, and I shall comply."

Pan Wei, also slightly over twenty years of age and clad in finely tailored warrior attire, with a long sword hanging at his waist and standing tall, looked both brave and extraordinary.

"This is the Royal Family’s youthful genius, Prince Anchang Zhu Qianshu, who at just barely twenty has already broken through to the Spirit Summoning Realm with his cultivation."

Zhu Qianshu stood tall and straight, handsome with a build shaped by his cultivation, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted.

When he stepped forward to greet them, Zhu Qianshu, probably meeting Liao Feibai for the first time, was so entranced by her beauty that he stared for a while before stepping back.

It must be said, when Liao Feibai wasn’t angered or aloof, she was indeed a stunning beauty capable of toppling nations.

Nonetheless, Ye Zhen already began to feel sympathy for Prince Anchang Zhu Qianshu; the best outcome for him would be unrequited affection, and should he dare an improper act, there would certainly be quite a scene to witness.

Upon Ye Zhen’s entrance, everyone’s gaze naturally turned toward him.

"Who is this?"

Owing to the identity of Liao Feibai and Fairy Caiyi, the two men and woman did not dare to presume and hastily stood up to inquire.

"Oh, this person? He is an Inner Sect Disciple of Qiyun Sect, my junior brother Ye Zhen!"

"Great to meet you, great to meet you!"

Upon hearing that Ye Zhen was just an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple, especially Zhu Qianshu and Pan Wei, they instantly lost interest. They had no desire to associate with a common Inner Sect Disciple of Qiyun Sect.

Ye Zhen, however, did not mind and went straight to Caiyi’s side and sat down without ceremony.

Fan Chuyu, who had just been about to sit next to Caiyi, stiffened his face instantly, knowing that under such circumstances he couldn’t compete with Ye Zhen, so he sat down in the nearby seat with resignation.

This scene did not escape the notice of Pan Wei and Zhu Qianshu, and their expressions changed at the same time.

They were good friends Fan Chuyu had made connections with, who had been informed well before he invited them that they should cooperate at the table, making an effort to bring Fan Chuyu and Fairy Caiyi together, to create more opportunities for him.

"What took you so long?" Caiyi casually asked Ye Zhen, who had just sat down.

Before Ye Zhen could respond, Third Young Master Pan Wei of the Right Guard General Mansion stood up with a smile and approached Ye Zhen from behind.

"Young Hero Ye, this is our first meeting, and I already feel a sense of deep affinity with you, as if we’re kindred spirits and have known each other for ages. Would Young Hero Ye be willing to move and sit beside me, to enjoy the pleasure of our company?"

Ye Zhen was taken aback. Kindred spirits and lifelong friends?

Impossible! When we had just greeted each other, they only said the unenthusiastic ’great to meet you’. How had it suddenly become ’kindred spirits and lifelong friends’?

"Young Hero Ye, could you please oblige?"

Seeing Ye Zhen not responding, Pan Wei became somewhat impatient and reached out his hand to him.

"This..."

As Ye Zhen turned, he saw Fan Chuyu’s expectant look and understood the reason behind it instantly.

Just as he was about to refuse, the impatient Pan Wei suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen’s hand, exerting force, he attempted to forcibly move Ye Zhen from his seat while still speaking with a smile, "Today, I must drink three hundred cups with Young Hero Ye!"

After seeing through his intention and being forcefully pulled, Ye Zhen immediately became angry.

With one turn of his True Essence, his body suddenly became heavy, firmly rooted to the chair like a mountain, and no matter how hard Pan Wei tried, he couldn’t budge him an inch.

Pan Wei’s face changed rapidly, "Young Hero Ye, are you refusing to show face?"

As he spoke, both of Pan Wei’s hands reached for Ye Zhen’s shoulders, and his True Essence surged as he attempted to forcibly remove Ye Zhen.

In doing so, Pan Wei was very confident; he had the cultivation of a True Essence Fifth Realm Peak, whereas Ye Zhen’s cultivation aura was only just stepping into the True Essence Fifth Realm.

With a forceful grip, Ye Zhen remained immovable.

Another attempt, and Ye Zhen still sat as steady as a mountain, causing a red-faced Pan Wei to become infuriated, "Ye, there’s yet to be someone in Black Water King’s City who dares to disrespect me like this!"

But Ye Zhen was also enraged!

"Face? Had Caiyi not been sitting beside me, for such rudeness, I would have already pierced a few transparent holes in you!"

With a cold snort, Ye Zhen shrugged his shoulders, and two streams of Sword Qi hissed as they shot out from his shoulders, frightening Pan Wei into withdrawing his hands quickly.

Even so, Pan Wei’s left palm was still sliced open by a stream of Sword Qi issuing from Ye Zhen’s shoulder.

"Ye Zhen, what do you mean by that?" Pan Wei shouted angrily.

"Get lost, today is Caiyi’s birthday, and I don’t want to lose my temper!" Ye Zhen snapped back.

"Damn, an Inner Sect Disciple dares to be so arrogant. If you have the guts, fight me!"

With a flash, Pan Wei leaped to the center of the hall, his sword whooshing out of its sheath and pointing straight at Ye Zhen.

"Brother Pan, don’t get angry, come back. Don’t mind me, I can just sit here!" Fan Chuyu, who knew Ye Zhen’s strength, urgently pleaded.

But Pan Wei, with a face flushed red, would not listen to reason. "Brother Fan, don’t try to stop me. Today, I must teach this arrogant guy a lesson! He even dares to be presumptuous in the Black Water King’s City..."

"Ye Zhen, do you dare or not?"

Caiyi frowned, her Spiritual Power rippling around her, seemingly about to deliver a harsh blow to Pan Wei when Ye Zhen grabbed her wrist and held her back.

The next instant, Ye Zhen, too, stepped into the center of the hall!

"Fine, you’re looking for death..."

"Ye Zhen, what are you doing, today is Caiyi’s birthday!" Fan Chuyu, who knew the details, became anxious.

"No need for your reminder!"

"Alright then! Kid, you’re in luck!" Ye Zhen pointed at Pan Wei as he spoke.

In the next moment, Ye Zhen activated his True Essence, the Hundred Stacked True Essence, layered seven times, suddenly appearing on the surface of his body, forming a protective light shield.

"Pan, I’m giving you a chance. I’ll stand right here without moving. If you can break my Protective Gang Qi, I’ll leave immediately!"

"Damn, I’ve seen many arrogant fools in Black Water King’s City, but never one as arrogant as you!" Pan Wei, extremely belittled by Ye Zhen, was nearly bursting with rage.

"Arrogant? What if you can’t break it?"

"If I can’t break it, I’m your grandson!"

Fan Chuyu’s face turned pale, and just as he wanted to intervene, Liao Feibai spoke up, "Junior Brother Liao, which side are you on? Are you still a disciple of Qiyun Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Princess Huayang and Prince Anchang both changed dramatically, realizing just how formidable Ye Zhen really was!

"Good, you said it! Come and strike. If you kill me, it’s your skill!"

"Damn it, I’ll hack you to pieces!" With a roar, Pan Wei’s sword tip surged with True Essence as he hacked towards Ye Zhen, and although Zhu Qianshu and Princess Huayang wanted to stop him, it was already too late!

Bang!

A sword struck down, the Sword Light springing back high while the Hundred Stacked True Gang of Ye Zhen remained unmoved.

Pan Wei was suddenly stunned.

Strike again!

It was the same!

In the next moment, disregarding his pride, Pan Wei’s sword tip trembled as he unleashed his family’s Corpse Cleaving Sword Technique with a thunderous roar, accompanied by six feet of Sword Gang, striking at Ye Zhen.

Pan Wei’s inherited Sword Technique, created by his ancestors on the battlefield, was not only high Grade reaching Human-Level top, but as it was a battlefield killing technique that emphasized directness, it was extraordinarily powerful.

Bang!

The Sword Gang dissipated, and the long sword was sprung high, the rebounding force numbing Pan Wei’s wrist.

But Ye Zhen’s Hundred Stacked True Gang merely flickered slightly, far from being breached.

Pan Wei was stunned once more!

The next instant, disbelieving, Pan Wei wildly hacked again, going through his family’s thirteen moves of Corpse Cleaving Technique twice over, his forehead sweating, but Ye Zhen’s Hundred Stacked True Gang remained immovable.

Sitting above, Fan Chuyu and Zhu Qianshu both had turned completely dark in the face.

Today had brought great shame.

They said they were here to honor Fan Chuyu, but this loss of face was supreme.

Princess Huayang was shocked, but looking at Ye Zhen, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Do you want to keep striking?" Ye Zhen, standing unmoved, taunted with a cold laugh.

Pan Wei’s face had turned as red as a monkey’s behind, especially under the gaze of the three great beauties, Liao Feibai, Fairy Caiyi, and Princess Huayang, he wished he could just disappear into the ground.

"I lost!" Tossing his sword away and unable to save face, Pan Wei brashly dropped a line and attempted to leave.

But as he tried to leave, a figure flashed, and Ye Zhen had already blocked Pan Wei’s path.

"Haven’t you forgotten something?" Ye Zhen asked with a cold laugh.

Pan Wei’s face turned pale again, "Ye Zhen, don’t push your luck!"

"Pan, who is it that’s pushing their luck? Do you think you can just walk over me, Ye Zhen, so easily? You made a promise yourself!"

"Dream on!"

With a twist of his neck, Pan Wei’s figure leaped up, attempting to escape through the window.

As Pan Wei flew through the window, Ye Zhen didn’t stop him, but the instant Pan Wei passed through, a True Essence Sword Finger shot from Ye Zhen’s fingertip with precision, gently making a cut!

"You struck me with so many swords; I’ll return one to you!"

The next instant, Pan Wei’s voice, full of shame and anger, erupted together with screams, laughter, and yells from the street below.

On the streets of Black Water Royal City, a silk-robed young master who had just leaped from the building had his clothes from his back split in two, sliding off his body and leaving him streaking naked.

The streaking wasn’t the worst part, his buttocks marked with a streak of fresh blood descending, which left some roguish young nobles imagining things they shouldn’t.

For several days afterward, the rumor of Third Young Master Pan having his "back door" opened spread throughout Black Water Royal City, but of course, that’s a tale for another time. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)