King of Creation
Chapter 189 - 186: Fury Kill (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 189: Chapter 186: Fury Kill (Please Subscribe)

What?

Ye Zhen had only broken through to the late stage of the Spirit Summoning Realm two months ago, and now he had broken through to the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm?

What kind of breakthrough speed was that?

From the late stage of the Spirit Summoning Realm to the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm—not to mention two months—it would take an average person a year or even two years to possibly make the breakthrough.

This speed of breakthrough, as Han Shi had said, was truly abnormal.

Amidst everyone’s surprise, they also began to harbor other thoughts.

The two months mentioned by Han Shi also included these twenty-one days spent on the Battlefield of Demon Souls.

Excluding these twenty-one days, could Ye Zhen breakthrough a minor realm in just over a month?

Who would believe it?

Moreover, before entering the Battlefield of Demon Souls, Ye Zhen’s cultivation was still at the late stage of the Spirit Summoning Realm.

In other words, Chang An of the Lishui Sect was right—within these twenty-one days, there was a very high chance that Ye Zhen was hiding in some corner, painstakingly cultivating!

Painstaking cultivation was something everyone did, but while others were fighting desperately, you were cultivating by yourself; instantly, resentment soared.

How could Chang An not think of this?

Whether he was genuinely angry or seizing the opportunity to rant, Chang An, pointing at the huge wound on his own torso, roared at Ye Zhen.

"Look! Look here!"

"We’re desperately bleeding to collect Demon Soul Blood Crystals, and you went to find a corner to cultivate in?"

"Do you live up to the expectations that Elder Zhong placed on you?"

"Do you live up to the millions of people in the Black Water Kingdom?"

"Do you even have a bit of...."

"How can you talk like that? Why is your mouth so venomous?" Han Shi, extremely dissatisfied, yelled at Chang An.

One accusation after another, and the relentless labeling, finally made Ye Zhen completely furious.

What frustrated Ye Zhen the most was that, spurred by Chang An’s instigation, others also showed a look of doubt, even Gao Xinglie looked at Ye Zhen with a puzzled expression.

Even Third Prince Zhu Kun, the team leader of the Five Countries Conference, looked at Ye Zhen with a sullen face, full of resentment!

Clang!

The Sky Crystal Sword suddenly unsheathed, and sword light flashed towards Chang An’s head like lightning. Everyone’s face froze at the same time, thinking that Ye Zhen, enraged, was about to kill Chang An!

"Stop!"

Tong Wei cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

"Shut up!"

"Say one more word, and I’ll cleave you!"

Ye Zhen shouted sharply, and the sword light above Chang An’s head abruptly hovered an inch away.

"Senior Brother Ye, you mustn’t!" Han Shi and Gao Xinglie urged simultaneously.

"Ye Zhen, what are you doing? Want to start infighting? Put away your sword immediately!"

"What’s wrong with Chang An scolding you a few words? If Chang An doesn’t, then I will. You must give us an explanation for this matter! It’s not just you; the Qiyun Sect also owes us an explanation! How do you account for the missed opportunity and the loss of the War Soul Blood Flag?" Third Prince Zhu Kun roared with anger.

"What, got angry because I hit the mark, didn’t you?" With someone backing him up, Chang An’s courage suddenly grew again, and he began to mock Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen’s sword light suddenly sank, and the sharp sword qi directly cut open Chang An’s scalp.

"I told you, if you curse one more word, I’ll chop you into pieces right now!"

The pain atop his head made Chang An close his mouth unwillingly. He targeted Ye Zhen so relentlessly not only to please True Inheritor Chu Jun but also because Ye Zhen had humiliated him in public that day, which he had taken to heart. Of course, there was also a lot of resentment that came with it.

"Ye Zhen, if you don’t put away your sword now! Once we get out of here, not even the Qiyun Sect will spare you! The Five Countries Conference absolutely does not tolerate disruption!" Third Prince Zhu Kun spoke emphatically, word by word.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen became even more irritated. This Third Prince Zhu Kun really was as useless a teammate as a pig!

"Third Prince, I will put away my sword when it’s time to do so! Right now, it’s only to shut someone’s foul mouth so that I can have a chance to speak!"

"Who’s stopping you from speaking?" Ye Zhen’s lack of respect truly enraged Third Prince Zhu Kun.

"Did any of you let me speak?"

"From beginning to end, it’s all been you jumping to conclusions! Had it not been for the corpse of Hou Ling, you might have vilified me beyond recognition!"

The expressions of Tong Wei, Zhu Qianshu, Wan Zhanjun, Niu Qing, Gao Xinglie, and others suddenly became awkward. Ye Zhen was right; they had not been fair, and Third Prince Zhu Kun was certainly not acting like a competent commander!

Now, thinking carefully, they realized that they had been deliberately misled by Chang An from the start, never giving Ye Zhen the chance to speak.

"Your cultivation has broken through again in such a short time – are we wronging you? What have you been doing during all this time you’ve been absent from the gathering?" Third Prince demanded.

"How my cultivation broke through is none of your concern! As for what I’ve been doing during this time, I can tell you – naturally, I was hunting Demon Soul Soldiers and collecting Demon Soul Blood Crystals!"

"Ridiculous, how much can one person collect? Could you possibly..."

Just as Chang An was about to say something, Ye Zhen’s sword light suddenly intensified, making him obediently shut his mouth.

"Collecting Demon Soul Blood Crystals?" Third Prince Zhu Kun sneered, "You make it sound so easy. Then, what are your results?"

"Don’t you know strength lies in numbers? By hunting down stragglers, how many can a ten-man team kill? Do you realize that because of a lack of manpower, we missed several Demon Soul Hundred-Man Groups of three to four hundred men?"

"Results? I want to know, how many Demon Soul Blood Crystals have all of you collected over these twenty-plus days?" Ye Zhen asked back.

"Hmph, not much, only over sixty-seven thousand pieces!" Chang An said smugly, revealing a number before anyone else could.

"Is that right?"

Ye Zhen’s gaze turned to Third Prince Zhu Kun!

"That’s correct! Had you joined the gathering sooner, we could have collected nearly... twenty thousand more..."

As Third Prince Zhu Kun said this, even he himself felt somewhat embarrassed.

Them, ten people, already had some difficulty dealing with a two hundred man Demon Soul Battalion; would adding one more person have really allowed them to handle a three hundred man Demon Soul Battalion?

"Twenty thousand, is it? Then open your dog eyes and see, what is this!"

With a flick of his finger, two Storage Bracelets flew respectively towards Third Prince Zhu Kun and Chang An’s heads. Almost simultaneously, Ye Zhen’s powerful Divine Soul Power followed, and with a movement of Divine Sense, he instantly opened the Storage Bracelets!

"You say what..." The words ’dog eyes’ enraged Third Prince!

Whoosh!

A vast number of Demon Soul Blood Crystals spilled out from the opened Storage Bracelets, like a small mountain, immediately burying Chang An, who was pinned down and dared not move by Ye Zhen’s Sky Crystal Sword, halfway.

Third Prince Zhu Kun, however, was startled by the pouring objects and jumped aside hastily. But when he saw that massive pile of Demon Soul Blood Crystals, his mouth and eyes widened in complete shock!

Hiss!

This sudden appearance of a huge pile of Demon Soul Blood Crystals left everyone’s mouths agape, as if they could stick an entire fist inside.

"This... how many is this..."

"A pile, at the very least... must be thirty thousand pieces..." Zhu Qianshu stuttered out his estimate.

As for Chang An, he was downright dumbfounded!

Damn it, thirty thousand in one pile, sixty thousand in two piles; one man obtaining so many Demon Soul Blood Crystals, is he even human?

"One Storage Bracelet is filled with thirty-five thousand pieces, two make a total of seventy thousand Demon Soul Blood Crystals, how about that, is it enough?"

"Hm? Is it enough?"

"Does it make up for the loss caused by my absence from the gathering?"

"Have I lived up to the trust placed in me by Elder Zhong?"

"Have I lived up to the billions of Black Water Kingdom citizens? Huh?"

Ye Zhen’s tone grew increasingly higher and more intense, almost as if he was angrily scolding.

Apart from Chang An, everyone else, including Third Prince Zhu Kun, hung their heads in immense shame.

If this wasn’t satisfactory, who else could meet the standard?

They, ten people, had fought desperately for twenty days to gather just over sixty thousand pieces, and just moments ago, they were showing off crazily, flaunting their hard work and superiority.

But Ye Zhen alone had fought for seventy thousand pieces!

That was even more than the ten of them had managed together!

Third Prince Zhu Kun’s face instantly turned a dark shade of crimson.

What a monumental loss of face this was!

Third Prince Zhu Kun felt as though Ye Zhen had slapped his face swollen with repeated smacks.

When reporting the losses earlier, he had deliberately exaggerated the figures, fearing being unable to save face should Ye Zhen surprisingly fulfill the task; what was a loss of ten thousand he reported as twenty thousand.

Now look, Ye Zhen had directly produced seventy thousand!

"How about that, is it enough?"

Ye Zhen roared, fed up with the injustices of the day!

"Enough, enough, enough!"

Perhaps frightened by Ye Zhen’s roaring, Third Prince Zhu Kun hastily agreed repeatedly.

"Young Hero Ye, I, Niu Qing have fought my way out of many battles and never admired anyone. Today, however, Young Hero Ye, you have truly earned my respect!"

Slap!

Niu Qing, who achieved his position as a Myriarch purely through his own prowess in the Black Water Kingdom’s military, gave Ye Zhen a military salute!

Slap!

Wan Zhanjun, who also came from a military background, sharply saluted Ye Zhen as well: "Young Hero Ye, I am in awe!

Seventy thousand Demon Soul Blood Crystals is a number that can only be collected by annihilating a Demon Soul Legion numbering over twenty thousand. Although I don’t know how Young Hero Ye managed it,

I know that within it lies countless perils and a brush with death that words cannot describe!

You are a true man of valor!"

"Young Hero Ye, although we here at Lishui Sect utterly despise you, today, I, Tong Wei, admit my respect!" said Tong Wei, the leading disciple of the Inner Gate of Lishui Sect with earnestness.

Third Prince Zhu Kun’s face was at a loss for where to hide!

"Hmph, since we all are here to fight for the billion citizens of the Black Water Kingdom, who can’t fight to the death?"

"Ye Zhen, this matter, it is the Prince... who was negligent..."

With difficulty, Third Prince Zhu Kun conceded to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen did not want to be too severe with Third Prince Zhu Kun, but he was disappointed; how could a man like this be fit to be an emperor?

With Third Prince Zhu Kun’s concession, the tense atmosphere also relaxed, Zhu Qianshu said a few words to smooth things over, and so the matter was glossed over. Ye Zhen’s Sky Crystal Sword also withdrew from above Chang An’s head.

Chang An finally breathed a sigh of relief; he was genuinely scared of Ye Zhen’s Sword Light.

Just as Chang An of the Lishui Sect was about to take action, Ye Zhen suddenly spoke up.

"Chang An, you still owe me an apology, don’t you? At the very least, you should admit your fault and apologize to me!" Ye Zhen suddenly said.

"Right, Chang An, hurry up and apologize to Young Hero Ye!" commanded Tong Wei, the leading disciple of the Inner Gate of Lishui Sect.

"Yes indeed, Chang An, for maligning Ye Zhen so terribly, you ought to apologize to him!"

"Hmph, more than just maligning, I’d call it a blatant frame!" Han Shi said dissatisfied.

Suddenly, nearly everyone was demanding that Chang An of the Lishui Sect publicly admit his wrong and apologize to Ye Zhen!

Chang An, already feeling guilty, flushed red with all the insistence.

"Didn’t you speak already?"

"Why should I apologize?"

"What did I do wrong?"

"If it weren’t for my scolding, might Ye Zhen have secretly hoarded these seventy thousand Demon Soul Blood Crystals? These seventy thousand were scolded out of him by me..."

"What nonsense, shut your mouth, how can your tongue be so venomous?" Even Tong Wei, the True Inheritor of the Inner Gate, could not stand it anymore and furiously yelled at Chang An.

Whoosh!

Almost in tandem with Tong Wei’s furious scolding, a Flowing Cloud Sword Gang shot out abruptly from Ye Zhen’s Sky Crystal Sword. The Sword Light circled, blood spurted from the throat, and Chang An’s head flew off his shoulders in an instant.

This time, Ye Zhen directly used his sword to answer Chang An’s venomous words!

He had had enough of this injustice!

Consider the bigger picture?

To hell with the bigger picture!

Kill one, and I, Ye Zhen, will stake my own head in battle!

Perhaps the Sword Light was too fast; as Chang An’s head flew off, it wasn’t yet fully lifeless. Seeing his own blood-spurting body, shock and disbelief twisted Chang An’s decapitated face.

"Ye Zhen, you dare kill..."

His words abruptly stopped. Everyone present was stunned! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to give a recommendation vote or a monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)