King of Creation
Chapter 411 - 405: Waves of Death

Chapter 411: Chapter 405: Waves of Death

Sword light howled like mountains in succession, slicing through the void with a sizzling sound, bombarding Ye Zhen furiously.

Observing the sword light stabbing at him again from all directions, Ye Zhen’s eyes bulged, and he completely rolled his eyes.

He lay sprawling on the ground, letting out a pained groan, "I can’t fight anymore, just kill me then!"

Almost simultaneously, twelve streams of Profound Ice Sword Light grazed past Ye Zhen’s nose, shearing off a few strands of his hair and incidentally covering his face with frost.

"Giving up so soon?" Liao Feibai’s somewhat distant voice rang out.

"I’ve drained all my spiritual power, can’t help but give up...."

Feeling helpless, Ye Zhen had been battling with Liao Feibai for half an hour, and the spiritual power in his dantian was completely squeezed out, despite just having broken through to the Third Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Of course, this was a sparring session.

If it were real combat, with the help of pills, spirit crystals, and various other means to restore spiritual power, he could have fought with Liao Feibai for another half an hour.

But the problem was, even if Ye Zhen could last another half an hour or even two hours, there was no chance of winning.

Even though Ye Zhen had used the War Soul Blood Flag.

Only now did Ye Zhen understand why the elders in the sect, whenever they mentioned the title Liao Rakshasa, all showed a look of wariness.

This combat power was truly terrifying.

Although Ye Zhen had not resorted to his Origin Sword Vein with all his might, Liao Feibai’s strength was held back even more.

It could be said that Liao Feibai was the strongest Soul Sea Realm expert Ye Zhen had encountered so far, and purely in terms of combat power, he was even a bit stronger than the Thousand Illusion Eagle King of the Phantom Divine Sect.

However, thinking about it, it seemed quite normal.

Two years ago, Liao Feibai could already stand up to an elder like Hong Banjiang, who was at the Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm, making him extremely wary and reluctant to provoke him easily.

Let alone now.

As Ye Zhen was catching his breath, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and Liao Feibai suddenly flew above Ye Zhen’s head, hoisting him up like a little chicken, and swept him into Fairy Peak.

"Come on, the fight is over, accompany your old lady for a drink!"

Bang!

A jug the size of a bucket was abruptly placed in front of Ye Zhen, and before he could react, Liao Feibai was already clinking her jug of the same size against the one in front of Ye Zhen.

"Bottoms up!"

As the clinking of the two jugs made a crisp sound, Liao Feibai had already taken the lead in lifting the large jug and started guzzling it down.

The slightly yellowish liquor poured down like a waterfall, trickling down Liao Feibai’s mouth to her chest, wetting her clothes, and vaguely revealing the outline of a pair of perky and full shapes, causing Ye Zhen’s gaze to be momentarily transfixed.

Liao Feibai herself seemed oblivious, her throat gulping audibly as she chugged the liquor generously.

After a moment, Ye Zhen too lifted the jug and began to guzzle.

You know, this way of drinking really has a unique feeling, as if all worries are being poured into the belly with the liquor.

"Come, another round!"

After finishing one jug, two more appeared in front of Ye Zhen, making his belly bloated and his mind boggled.

"What are you staring at? Drink up!"

"Aren’t you feeling down because of Caiyi’s departure? They say drinking dispels a thousand sorrows. Drink it all, and you’ll forget everything!"

"What kind of man are you, psh! Can’t even handle this little setback, what kind of man is that? Think about me, in the past.... in the past...."

"No one can live for someone else in this world, everyone has their compulsions, gaining and losing is something everyone must experience! Moreover, Caiyi only left temporarily to resist her Heart Demon...."

"Come on, drink!"

Liao Feibai, with her eyes blurred from drunkenness, raised her jug towards Ye Zhen, startling him into hastily lifting his jug, because if he didn’t, Liao Feibai’s jug was going to smash into his head.

"Bottoms up!"

"Bottoms up!"

"Bottoms up!"

"No using spiritual power to sober up!"

After guzzling several jugs in a row, Ye Zhen suddenly realized that he, who needed comforting, was actually starting to comfort someone else. Hmm, the person in question was Liao Feibai.

Ye Zhen didn’t know what was wrong with Liao Feibai, but she seemed very upset, in a really bad mood, making Ye Zhen end up trying to comfort her.

The liquor provided by Liao Feibai, though not Spirit Wine, was no ordinary drink. Even as a warrior at the Spirit Transformation Realm, without using spiritual power to sober up, Ye Zhen still fell drunk.

"Instructor... Liao... if there’s anything... making you feel... crap, just tell... me, I... I’ll stand up for you!"

Ye Zhen and Liao Feibai sat back to back, occasionally lifting their jugs in a drunken haze.

"Hmph, just worried you... you little wimp..."

"Wimp?"

"When have I, Ye Zhen... ever been... a wimp?"

Thud!

With the word ’ever’, Ye Zhen suddenly fell to the ground and immediately fell asleep. As Ye Zhen fell, Liao Feibai’s body softened and crashed onto his, her feverishly warm neck smashing right onto Ye Zhen’s lips.

Instinctively, Ye Zhen pursed his lips hard.

Instantly, Liao Feibai, who had collapsed from drunkenness, shuddered violently, shot up like a bolt of lightning, and her entire body began to tremble weirdly, as both of her legs suddenly twisted tightly together, and her entire jade neck, along with her pretty face, turned beet red.

Amidst her trembling, a moment of clarity flashed through Liao Feibai’s hazy, drunken eyes.

Spiritual power burst forth from Liao Feibai’s body, along with a massive surge of alcohol fumes.

Half a quarter-hour later, Liao Feibai had fully sobered up, apart from the strong smell of alcohol that still lingered around her.

"This damn kid...." Touching her feverish cheeks, Liao Feibai’s figure shot up into the sky, and as she flew out of Fairy Peak, a message reached the ears of the maid Xiangcao at Fairy Peak, "Ye Zhen is drunk...."

....

"Huh, why is Instructor Liao acting so strangely today?"

Two days later, Ye Zhen informed Sect Leader Guo Qijing, said goodbye to Liao Feibai, and once again set out riding the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub.

Knowing Ye Zhen’s intent, Sect Leader Guo Qijing didn’t say much.

It was just that when Ye Zhen went to bid farewell to Liao Feibai, her expression seemed somewhat unnatural, as if she had lost her usual ferocity, making Ye Zhen feel quite puzzled.

The destination for this outing was still the Phantom Divine Empire!

Strangely, after being brutally beaten by Liao Feibai and having a wild drinking spree with her, Ye Zhen’s thoughts cleared up all at once.

Though he still missed Caiyi, he no longer had the urgent need to practice cultivation to suppress his feelings, and there was no longer a danger of forming a Heart Demon.

After the drunken episode, Ye Zhen did a lot of thinking.

It was as if he had matured overnight, his nerves growing much tougher.

Naturally, this made him think of many people.

He thought of his parents, and even more of Luluo.

With Caiyi gone, Ye Zhen was devastated, so how had Luluo felt when Ye Zhen left all those years ago?

Suddenly, Ye Zhen wanted to go see Luluo.

He realized that he missed her a bit.

Of course, going to see Luluo wasn’t Ye Zhen’s only goal; there were other matters to attend to as well.

It had been over seven months since the Black Dragon Ancient Land had closed. According to the information Ye Zhen had collected using the Ten Thousand Stars Plate on Tiannan Hua Family, the direct lineage descendants usually had a one-year period of experience.

Each time they left for experience, it was half a year before the opening of the Black Dragon Ancient Land, and roughly, half a year after the grand event of the Black Dragon Ancient Land ended, the direct lineage descendants of the Tiannan Hua Family would return to Butterfly Valley with the selected Hundred Flowers Consort.

Now, over seven months had passed, and Ye Zhen estimated that the Tiannan Hua Family must have noticed the abnormality with Huaa Wushuang; perhaps, they had already deployed their forces.

Ye Zhen guessed that once the Tiannan Hua Family forces were deployed, they would definitely conduct a large-scale search, with their first search area undoubtedly being within the Phantom Divine Empire.

The impact of the Tiannan Hua Family’s forces once deployed would be significant.

Besides, if things became messy in the end, it could very well involve Ye Zhen.

Therefore, Ye Zhen planned to go to the Phantom Divine Empire earlier to inquire about the movements of the Tiannan Hua Family so as to adapt to changes on the fly.

Last time Ye Zhen went to the Phantom Divine Empire, he rode a Ghost Flame Blue-Faced Colt, which trotted five thousand li a day, taking several months.

This time, he was riding a Cloud Winged Tiger King that could easily fly five thousand li in two hours, so imagine the speed; within just two days, he had entered the boundaries of the Phantom Divine Empire.

Just as Ye Zhen stepped into the territory of the Phantom Divine Empire, the long-peaceful Tiannan Butterfly Valley was once again disturbed.

"What, still no news of Wushuang?" Huaa Clan Head Huaa Zhu’s face was frosty as the teacup in his hand instantly turned to porcelain powder, leaving not a drop of tea as it evaporated completely.

"Reporting to the Family Head! Indeed, there is no news at all. Having used all the Huaa Clan’s contacts, I dispatched ten Soul Sea Realm martial artists to the residences of the martial artists selected by the Young Master as the Hundred Flowers Consort.

We discovered that the Young Master has not shown up since the selection of the Hundred Flowers Consort, as if he has vanished from this world. Not just the Young Master, but even his Grand Steward and Soul Sea Realm guards, any means of contact, have received no response!" said Huaa Cheng’an, the Huaa Clan’s Grand Steward.

"How could this be?" Huaa Zhu looked stunned, "In this world, besides Vein Forging Realm experts, who could harm Wushuang?"

"Have you found out where was the last sighting of Wushuang’s tracks?" Huaa Zhu’s hands started to tremble slightly.

"Not yet!"

"What?"

"Reporting to the Family Head, our Tiannan Hua Family has not emerged in a long time, and our secular influence is somewhat weak." Before Family Head Huaa Zhu could get angry, Huaa Cheng’an quickly explained, "To investigate these matters, I’m afraid we’ll need to rely on the power of the Phantom Divine Sect."

"To rely on the power of the Phantom Divine Sect, so be it, and I shall personally make the trip!"

"But Family Head, what about the Old Ancestor..."

Upon hearing this, Huaa Zhu’s face turned pale, and then he sighed deeply.

"Given the current situation, it’s impossible to keep it from the Old Ancestor anymore! However, the Old Ancestor has weathered many a storm, and I presume upon hearing this news, he should be able to withstand it!"

"I will go and tell the Old Ancestor about it personally!"

After a long while, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind Butterfly Valley.

"What? Wushuang... my grandson has lost contact?"

"To think that someone dares to lay hands on my Tiannan Hua Family’s only seed, they are seeking death!"

As the last word ’death’ shouted out, all life within a dozen or so li centered behind Butterfly Valley, from the smallest plants and grass to centuries-old towering trees, instantly lost their vitality and turned to ash.

Moreover, as the hundreds of house slaves walking behind Butterfly Valley were caught in this enraged howl, their bodies silently shattered into pieces.

The entire valley was as if swept by a wave of death, instantly killing those with lesser cultivation! (To be continued. If you like this work, please support it with your votes and monthly tickets at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)