King of Creation
Chapter 174 - 172: National Prestige is Earned by Fighting! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

Chapter 174: Chapter 172: National Prestige is Earned by Fighting! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

"Fuck, if you don’t want to be killed by a stray sword, release my men!" yelled Luv Zixiong, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Sword Origin Sect, furiously at Ye Zhen.

Crack!

The sound of breaking bones echoed from the throat of Zheng Shuang, who was captured by Ye Zhen.

"Hmph, try it, let’s see who dies first!" Ye Zhen sneered.

Han Shi unsheathed his long sword, Gao Xinglie’s aura surged wildly, and Elder Zhong’s Spirit Light burst forth. He stepped forward and instantly forced ten disciples of the Sword Origin Sect to retreat step by step!

At the same time, Elder Zhong’s telepathic message sounded in Ye Zhen’s ear, "Ye Zhen, it’s enough fun, we cannot kill anyone now!"

"Elder, I know the severity!"

"Zhong Wuming, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and your temper has escalated, eh? Release them now!"

Elder Zou Zhi from the Sword Origin Sect, fuming with rage, rushed out from a newly erected tent, cursing while he walked, "You little bastard, daring to touch our people from Sword Origin Sect, are you tired of living?"

Crack!

Ye Zhen moved his hand downward, exerted force, and Zheng Shuang screamed in pain as his collarbone was crushed by Ye Zhen, who slightly tore it, exposing the white shards of bone.

"If I hear another curse word, I will dismantle all the bones in his body!"

"You dare..."

Crack!

A piece of broken bone was forcibly removed by Ye Zhen from Zheng Shuang’s flesh, and as blood spurted wildly, Zheng Shuang screamed miserably but dared not move.

Ye Zhen’s Spirit Sword was only an inch away from his heart. If he trembled a bit more, Ye Zhen might not kill him, but he might effectively kill himself.

Just as Elder Zou Zhi from the Sword Origin Sect was about to curse, he swallowed the words forcefully, turned his intense gaze to Zhongli Jing.

"Zhong Wuming, what do you mean by this, do you want a bloody fight here?"

"A bloody fight then. I’ve killed disciples from the Sword Origin Sect before!"

"You think I really wouldn’t dare? Even if I lose Du Shuang, eliminating four from your Qiyun Sect is still a profit for me!" Elder Zou roared, a terrifying aura rising from his body.

"Elder Zou, what do you mean by this?" Third Prince Zhu Kun of Black Water Kingdom walked out from another tent, accompanied by several martial artists. Almost simultaneously, Elder Lik Shi of the Lishui Sect who accompanied the Third Prince also shouted furiously.

"Thinking about wiping out Qiyun Sect, did you ask if we from Lishui Sect agree?"

When Elder Zou Zhi of the Sword Origin Sect heard Lik Shi’s angry shout, he wasn’t surprised at all, as this was only to be expected. However, the Lishui Sect disciple, Chang An, behind Lik Shi found it surprising first.

"Elder, why should we help Qiyun Sect? Wouldn’t it be better if their people were..."

Smack!

Chang An’s words were cut off by a hefty slap from Lik Shi that sent him reeling back several steps. This slap was severe, making blood flow from the corner of his mouth,

"Damn it, can’t you differentiate between domestic affairs and affairs of state? If you continue to be so short-sighted, I’ll immediately expel you from the Lishui Sect!"

Chang An was suddenly stunned.

Just for speaking out, he would be expelled from Lishui Sect. Elder Lik Shi had never been this furious before!

Four from the Lishui Sect, including five from a leading tributor of the Black Water Royal Family, and with two junior sect disciples, quickly positioned themselves to confront the Sword Origin Sect’s disciples.

In Ye Zhen’s eyes, a flicker of admiration passed, the reason why Lishui Sect could rise so quickly was not without cause, just by the words of Elder Lik Shi alone, the pattern of Lishui Sect could definitely not be considered small.

Ye Zhen was not the type of man to trouble his brothers and sisters. He had seen the tent of the Black Water Royal Family and swiftly took action, hoping to vent his spleen.

In the blink of an eye, both parties became equally matched. At this time, another leading elder from the Sword Origin Sect also hurried over but to no avail.

"Zhong Wuming, had enough fun? If so, let your disciple release him!" Elder Zou Zhi demanded.

Before Elder Zhong could speak, Ye Zhen sneered first, "Release him? Fine, but he needs to apologize to us first!"

"Apologize for what?" Zou Zhi’s expression changed.

"Don’t you know what you’ve done?" Ye Zhen shouted sternly.

Just then, Zou Zhi suddenly realized, "Kid, I won’t talk with you, I’ll talk with Zhong Wuming!"

"Fine, you talk to Elder Zhong leisurely, I’ll continue dealing with Zheng Shuang!"

Ignoring Zou Zhi’s increasingly ugly expression, Ye Zhen harshly grabbed Zheng Shuang’s wound, "Will you apologize yourself, or should I dismantle you a bit more?"

Zheng Shuang was a tough man, but Ye Zhen’s thunderclap methods truly had him terrified.

Just a curse from Elder Zou Zhi had caused a small piece of his collarbone to be dismantled; as a Soul Summoning Realm martial artist, with the help of spiritual medicine, it could regrow in half a year, but an ordinary person would have been crippled instantly.

Still, if too many "parts" from his body were dismantled, he would indeed become completely disabled.

Moreover, the Spirit Sword was still embedded near his heart!

"I’m sorry... I apologize... I shouldn’t have cursed..."

Zheng Shuang straight-up admitted defeat, and the faces of the people from the Sword Origin Sect, especially Elder Zou Zhi and Yua Gaobo, turned black instantly.

It was embarrassing. Their faces had been severely shamed.

However, who could blame them when their opponent was both ruthless and manipulative?

"Just for cursing?"

"On the way here, was it not you, you bastard, who ordered the Gold-Winged Sky-Turning Eagle to collide with us?"

"Say it, was it or wasn’t it!"

"It wasn’t me!" This, indeed, wronged Zheng Shuang, but at this moment, all Ye Zhen wanted was to frame him.

"Hmph, not you? Then who the hell did it?"

Zheng Shuang was stunned; everyone knew who was responsible, but he dared not say.

The face of Elder Zou Zhi of the Sword Origin Sect had already turned steely blue.

"Zhong Wuming, are you sure you want to keep this up?" Zou Zhi took a deep breath, suppressing his anger as he spoke.

"Very well, I too wish to know which scoundrel prompted the Gold-Winged Sky-Turning Eagle to ambush us!" Elder Zhong’s stance was exceedingly firm!

Zou Zhi’s gaze darkened as he turned to Third Prince Zhu Kun and said in a deep voice, "Third Prince, you are the commander of the Black Water Kingdom for this Five Countries Conference. Is your Black Water Kingdom planning to go to war with my Sword Origin Empire?"

"This...." Third Prince Zhu Kun suddenly became flustered.

"If it’s war you want, then war it is; we’ve fought with your Sword Origin Empire before! I’ve even slaughtered one of your Sword Origin Sect’s True Inheritors!" While Third Prince Zhu Kun hesitated, Lishui Sect Elder Lik Shi answered for him.

"Fine then, if you won’t speak, then you apologize for that scoundrel! Say it, say you apologize on behalf of that sneak who attacked us, and I’ll let you go!"

Hearing Ye Zhen’s words, Zheng Shuang felt like crying; death by a single strike would have been preferable. The "scoundrel" mentioned by Ye Zhen was none other than Elder Zou Zhi himself.

"Won’t speak, will you?" Ye Zhen sneered coldly, and during the sneer, a giant hand of spiritual power extended from his left hand, reaching for Zheng Shuang’s crotch.

"Just now you were hitting your crotch and cursing us, and you still won’t concede and bite you! I won’t bite you, I’ll just burst your balls!"

Whoosh!

Ye Zhen’s hand of spiritual power clenched forcefully.

"Say it, I’ll say it!"

In an instant, Zheng Shuang screamed!

Compared to his lifelong happiness, that sentence really wasn’t much.

What was most fatal was that from Ye Zhen’s previous ruthless move, Zheng Shuang had realized that Ye Zhen was a man of his word!

"I say, I apologize on behalf of the scoundrel who prompted the Gold-Winged Sky-Turning Eagle to ambush! It was our fault, we shouldn’t have ambushed you midway!" Feeling Ye Zhen exert force, Zheng Shuang closed his eyes and screamed.

"Hahahahaha...."

People from Qiyun Sect, Lishui Sect, and the Black Water Royal Family burst into laughter, even laughter came from several tents nearby.

Elder Zou Zhi of the Sword Origin Sect’s face had turned dark purple!

"Good, I, Ye Zhen, am a man of my word; you’ve said it, so I’ll let you go!"

With a single palm strike, Ye Zhen pushed Zheng Shuang out.

Almost simultaneously, Luv Zixiong, the Inner Gate elder brother of Sword Origin Sect, his expression abruptly changed, "What, you are Ye Zhen?"

With a furious shout, he pounced toward Ye Zhen like lightning!

"Get lost!"

A furious shout and Gao Xinglie’s right arm, already prepared, explosively shot out.

Bang!

The furious Luv Zixiong, charging at Ye Zhen, was blasted back a dozen steps by Gao Xinglie, and the next moment, the sound of swords swinging echoed nonstop.

Martial Artists from Black Water and Sword Origin Nation instantly squared off in rows.

"Hmph, you people from Sword Origin Sect indeed love sneak attacks the most. Just now that scoundrel did it, you Luv Zixiong are like this, so was Luv Congfei!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Ye Zhen had already understood the cause and effect of this situation.

That day outside the Black Water Legacy Mansion, after Ye Zhen slaughtered the Green-clothed Five Killers and allowed Luv Congfei’s ally Jiulie to escape, Ye Zhen knew that his killing of Luv Congfei would definitely be known to the Sword Origin Sect.

Having been psychologically prepared, and with Sword Origin Sect being the mortal enemy of both Qiyun Sect and Black Water, Ye Zhen wasn’t frightened in the slightest!

"It truly was you who killed my cousin!" Luv Zixiong shouted furiously.

"Luv Congfei was one of the thirty-six elites of our Sword Origin Sect’s Inner Gate, boy! You first killed a Sword Origin Sect Inner Gate elite, and now you’ve hurt my disciple; in this Five Countries Conference, you are doomed!"

"Hmph, Third Prince, you’d better pray that our Sword Origin Empire doesn’t get the War Soul Blood Flag, otherwise, hmph!"

With a cold snort, Elder Zou Zhi of the Sword Origin Sect, his face extremely unpleasant, turned with his disciples and left.

Blood battle?

They wouldn’t dare!

Sword Origin Sect faced Phantom Divine Empire at the front, backed by Black Water Kingdom, and was separated from the Southern Barbarian Tribe to the north by mountains; the War Soul Blood Flag, they valued it more than anyone.

"Haha, Ye Zhen, truly worthy of being a Qiyun Sect disciple! Today’s venting was refreshing and satisfying!" After the people of Sword Origin Sect left, Seventh Elder Zhongli Jing immediately burst into laughter.

Everyone from Black Water laughed as well, but Third Prince Zhu Kun’s brows slightly furrowed.

"Ye Zhen, you mustn’t be so impulsive in the future; if you provoke a major war between two countries, that would be troublesome!"

This remark from Third Prince Zhu Kun suddenly stiffened everyone’s expressions, who had been smiling.

"Third Prince, you surely don’t think that if we don’t provoke them, the Sword Origin Empire won’t come and attack us, do you?" Zhongli Jing said extremely dissatisfied.

"Ye Zhen, although we from Lishui Sect deeply despise you, today, I still have to give you a thumbs up!

You smashed and scolded that bunch of bastards from Sword Origin Sect beautifully, establishing prestige!"

As he spoke, Elder Lik Shi then pointed to Ye Zhen and said to three Lishui Sect Disciples, "See that? Whenever you meet a bastard from Sword Origin Sect and have a chance, give them a relentless beating for me, beat them to death!

These bastards from Sword Origin Sect, each and every one of them, are despicable wretches who kick others when they’re down and remember beating but forget kindness!"

As Elder Lik Shi said this, Third Prince Zhu Kun’s expression instantly became uncomfortable.

Just now, he had lectured Ye Zhen a few words, but his ally—Lishui Sect’s Elder Lik Shi—was openly supporting Ye Zhen, which was no different from slapping his face.

"Third Prince, remember this, national prestige is fought for, battled for with blood!" Elder Lik Shi said in a lecturing tone.

Third Prince’s face grew even more embarrassed, but he still bowed and said, "Thank you for the lesson, Elder Lik Shi, I will remember it!"

At that moment, Seventh Elder Zhongli Jing threw a disdainful look at Lik Shi, which meant—look at the type of prince you Lishui Sect have chosen!

Lik Shi could only give a wry smile in response; after all, there weren’t many accomplished princes in the royal family to choose from.

"Alright, let’s also quickly set up our tents; I estimate it will be less than a day before the Battlefield of Demon Souls at Demon Soul Mountain opens...."

Boom!

As they were speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, a dense blood light sprayed out from the peak of Demon Soul Mountain, and the entire sky instantly turned blood red! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to support the author at qidian.com by casting your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is the greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)