King of Creation
Chapter 263 - 260 Werewolf Flag

Chapter 263: Chapter 260 Werewolf Flag

"Luluo, I’m truly sorry, but my cousin’s cultivation is stuck at the Peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, and he desperately needs a Spirit Storage Pill. I had no choice," Wen Tianyu arrived walking on air, his face full of regret, but his gaze towards Ye Zhen was filled with triumph.

"Luluo, I heard from True Person Bixin that you and your older cousin..."

"All pretense and deceit! Get out!"

With Luluo’s furious rebuke, Wen Tianyu’s face turned incredibly awkward, and his expression suddenly darkened.

"Luluo..."

"Get out, I don’t want to see you again!"

Luluo’s temperament was somewhat like Liao Feibai’s—both were incredibly fiery and straightforward, her rebukes making Wen Tianyu quite angry as well.

"Luluo, I just don’t understand, what’s so good about your older cousin that you would favor such a useless person?"

"A martial artist who even needs a Spirit Storage Pill to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, what kind of bloodline talent could he possibly have? How could you choose him over me?

"I have a Mid-Grade Six Veins bloodline talent and am at the Fourth Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Frankly speaking, reaching the Soul Sea Realm as a Sect Elder is just a step away from me. How could you have chosen him?"

Clearly, Wen Tianyu was quite jealous, but Ye Zhen’s face immediately darkened. Wen Tianyu’s pettiness was Ye Zhen’s least concern, but calling Ye Zhen useless was an insult to him.

"Wen, what kind of language is that? It seems you’re looking for death," Ye Zhen’s voice turned grim.

"Huh?"

Wen Tianyu immediately turned back to look at Ye Zhen, "You say I’m looking for death?"

"If it weren’t for Qingluo Sect, your head would have already flown, your blood already drained," Ye Zhen coldly stated.

Angry as he was, Ye Zhen remained quite rational. Attacking a True Disciple of the host Sect was tantamount to Ye Zhen seeking his own death.

"Haha, haha..."

Wen Tianyu suddenly burst into dry laughter, pointing at Ye Zhen with a face full of mockery, "Zheng, this is the funniest joke I’ve heard this year.

"You, at the Peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, barely able to handle someone at the First Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and that’s just your luck, think you can deal with me at the Fourth Stage? It’s not bragging, but I could squash you with one finger!"

With a sneer, Ye Zhen just coldly smiled.

"What, you disagree, right?"

"If you disagree, then fight me! Do you dare? Let Luluo see who the real man is!" Wen Tianyu pounded his chest loudly, his eyes flashing a sinister light.

As long as Ye Zhen dared to make a move, he would give Ye Zhen a vicious blow.

Originally, Wen Tianyu still harbored some hope about his situation with Luluo, so when he came to bully Ye Zhen the day before yesterday, he restrained himself somewhat, at least not to appear contemptible in front of Luluo.

But ever since yesterday afternoon when True Person Bixin revealed the news that Ye Zhen and Luluo were getting married, Wen Tianyu ceased to hold back completely.

He had long been infatuated with Luluo, especially in the last two years as Luluo grew ever more charmingly attractive, almost beauty incarnate.

However, Luluo always kept her distance from him. A year ago, because of that news, his master, True Master Tianzhu mentioned the matter of his and Luluo’s marriage to True Person Bixin.

True Person Bixin agreed, but Luluo brought out a previously unheard-of older cousin to decline, but at that time, Wen Tianyu wasn’t worried, as according to the exchange between his master, True Master Tianzhu, and True Person Bixin, that older cousin was likely made up by Luluo.

Moreover, once the time came, Luluo would have to agree unwillingly. Besides, by showing himself more in front of Luluo, he believed things might change.

Unexpectedly, a very real older cousin appeared out of nowhere, and True Person Bixin even sided with Luluo, causing Wen Tianyu to lose all hope while also becoming utterly reckless.

"A fight?"

A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Ye Zhen’s mouth as he considered the consequences of beating Wen Tianyu to a pulp within Qingluo Sect.

"Wen Tianyu, do you have no shame? You want to fight, is that it? I’ll take you on,"

Whoosh!

Luluo’s long whip suddenly flew from her waist, cracking like thunderclap in mid-air, furiously pointing at Wen Tianyu.

At that moment, Luluo began to feel fortunate, thankful that she was wise not to agree to her master’s arrangement and to have brought in Ye Zhen as a shield. If she had really married a man like Wen Tianyu, she would be crying too late.

It was also at that moment that Luluo suddenly felt a strong aversion to the idea of marrying someone.

Why must a woman necessarily marry a man and obey his commands?

Wen Tianyu’s face changed, his longsword raised, suddenly pointing at Ye Zhen, "Zheng, are you even a man? If you are, fight me!"

Whoosh!

The sky suddenly filled with the sound of ripping air, as True Person Bixin, dressed in palace attire with fluttering ribbons, landed among them. Her gaze turned icy as she looked at Wen Tianyu and suddenly yelled, "Scram!"

The shout resounded like thunderclap, mixing a trace of Divine Soul Power, making Wen Tianyu’s body tremble, his face pale, barely able to hold his longsword steadily.

True Person Bixin was truly infuriated.

The matter had been settled, yet Wen Tianyu’s master, True Master Tianzhu, intervened and stole that position, making a complaint to the Sect Leader meet with a soft refusal.

Even mud has its limits of tolerance; True Person Bixin, usually so patient, now felt like hitting someone too.

Feeling the violent aura around True Person Bixin, Wen Tianyu bitterly stared at Ye Zhen for a moment, then took off in a puff of smoke.

"Zheng, without this slot, how on earth will you break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm? If you can’t break through, I will trample you for the rest of my life!"

The voice of Wen Tianyu came distantly, making True Person Bixin’s face even more unsightly, unable to fulfill a promise to a junior.

"This matter, is the failure of your Master..."

"Master, it’s not your fault, it’s Wen Tianyu who is shameless! Today I discovered that Brother Wen, known as the Scholar Sword, is so despicable," Luluo said.

"Indeed..."

"Luluo, your master has some connections with the Grandmaster Artifact Refiner Red Gold Master from the Divine Sect. I heard that Red Gold Master also received an invitation, which allows him to bring three people.

This is my Talisman Letter, take it to the Divine Capital and find Red Gold Master. I believe he will help," said True Person Bixin, handing over a Jade Talisman with some guilt.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, True Person Bixin!"

Realizing that Bixin did this for her cousin, Luluo boldly stepped forward to thank him.

"Young Hero Zheng, I’m not doing this for you, but for Luluo. Just treat Luluo well in the future, and I will be satisfied," said True Person Bixin.

With those words, Luluo’s face turned beet-red, and Ye Zhen could only respond with a murmur.

"The journey to the Divine Capital is tens of thousands of miles away, and since you two are traveling together but aren’t married yet, you must refrain from doing anything foolish!"

"What...."

Before she could finish, Luluo realized what was implied. Her already flushed face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, "Master...."

"Forget it. The trip to Divine Capital is too far, and with heroes gathering there, you two are too weak alone. Let your Senior Brother Han accompany you, his cultivation is high, and he can take care of you," said True Person Bixin.

As she spoke, True Person Bixin sent out a Talisman Communication, and soon a rather honest-looking martial artist arrived.

Ye Zhen and Luluo looked at each other, their expressions a mix of tears and laughter.

True Person Bixin actually worried about the sparks flying between the two on the road. Out of concern, he even arranged for a third wheel to travel with and protect them.

However, to be fair, Bixin’s deep concern for Luluo was truly commendable.

....

Luluo’s Senior Brother Han, named Han Tai, was a martial artist at the Third Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and another True Disciple under True Person Bixin.

As his name suggested, Han Tai had a simple and honest face and character, but his cultivation talent was extremely high. In conversations, he always smiled before speaking, and his broad smile readily won people’s hearts.

Although ostensibly, True Person Bixin arranged a chaperone for Ye Zhen and Luluo, in truth, both of them welcomed Han Tai’s company.

The reason being, Han Tai was too honest. Throughout the journey, he never complained of fatigue. All the arduous tasks like night watches, scouting, and hunting were silently completed by him early, making Ye Zhen somewhat ashamed.

The Phantom Divine Empire was the largest empire in terms of land area within the Black Dragon Domain, stretching tens of thousands of miles from east to west. The Qingluo Sect was about seventy thousand miles from the Divine Capital of the Phantom Divine Empire.

The trio rode on Green-faced Ghost Flame Steeds provided by the Qingluo Sect, racing across the vast landscapes of the Phantom Divine Empire.

The Green-faced Ghost Flame Steed was also a kind of low-level Fierce Beast tamed by martial artists, capable of covering five thousand miles a day. If Ye Zhen and his companions traveled day and night, they could reach Divine Capital within ten days.

After traveling continuously for three days, they all felt somewhat exhausted, so when a city appeared on the horizon, Luluo cheered first.

"Senior Brother, cousin, let’s stay in the city tonight and continue our journey early tomorrow morning," Luluo said.

A woman’s love for cleanliness, after three days on the dusty road, left them hardly presentable.

"Eh, Senior Brother, why is there a fire in that city?" Suddenly, a copious amount of smoke and flame came from the small city ahead.

"A fire? How could that be, this is an inland city and it’s not under siege..."

Suddenly, Han Tai’s expression turned grave.

"There’s a Blood Flag on the city wall, a very sinister Blood Flag, embroidered with a Black Wolf. The wolf stands upright, no, that wolf seems to have a human face!"

Peering at the flag from a distance, Ye Zhen’s expression turned icy. Just the sight of the flag gave an exceedingly sinister feeling.

"Werewolf Flag! A werewolf massacring the city!"

Han Tai looked utterly grim, "Quick, let’s hurry!"

The Green-faced Ghost Flame Steeds beneath them were incredibly fast, and in a blink, they were within five miles of the small city.

The hearing of a martial artist is incredibly sharp. Screams for help, sounds of flames, laughter, all interwoven like the sounds of hell, assaulted the trio’s ears.

"Quick! Let’s hurry...."

"No, Senior Brother Han, why should we run? Are we just going to watch as the civilians inside the city are slaughtered? Look, there are children!"

As Luluo pointed towards the city wall, tears immediately streamed from her eyes.

On the wall, an eight or nine-year-old child weeping stepped up to the edge, intending to jump off and escape. Just as his foot stepped out, a Spiritual Power Giant Hand swooped down from the void.

Hiss!

The young child was instantly torn in half; the blood sprayed back into the void, leaving only the child’s small eyes wide-open in terror...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com and support me. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)