King of Creation
Chapter 498 - 492: Priceless Treasure

Chapter 498: Chapter 492: Priceless Treasure

"Greetings, Daoist Master!"

Upon encountering three people clad in Daoist robes who suddenly blocked his path, Ye Zhen felt uneasy but still managed a smile, pressing a single palm together as a greeting and offering a cordial bow—it must be what they call the boldness that comes with skill!

"Young brother, I’ve noticed you have an exceptional aura and demeanor. Despite your young age, your Cultivation has already reached the Fifth Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, marking you as a rare and exceptional talent.

Therefore, I have specifically stopped you to invite you to join our Longevity Sect. I believe with your abilities, as long as you join our sect, you can attain the position of a True Person within the sect, and the world will lay before you, boundless!" While speaking, the Daoist in the middle raised his horsetail whisk with a snap, a flash of radiance appearing, subtly exuding a celestial air.

Recruiting for their sect?

This somewhat surprised Ye Zhen, but it also proved that the True Spirit Domain was rife with martial artists and countless factions and sects. Furthermore, a medium-sized martial city like Xining Martial City was a prime location for these groups to recruit key members.

"Thank you for your high praise, Daoist Master, but I regret to say I’ve no intention to join any sect," Ye Zhen said, his extensive experience in the Jianghu informing him that he had to be firm from the start. Any hesitation often led to relentless pestering, which was a nuisance to deal with.

Upon hearing Ye Zhen’s words, the expression of the Fuchen Daoist changed. "No intention to join? May I ask why? Even if one is a disciple of a sect, seeking immortality by joining our sect does not conflict with one’s Cultivation at their own sect. Or perhaps you have already joined some other sect?"

Ye Zhen’s expression suddenly turned icy.

If the previous invitation to join the sect was somewhat reasonable, this last remark was probing for information, an attempt to gauge Ye Zhen’s true capabilities in the Jianghu.

Should they discover Ye Zhen’s true strength, it could lead to even more drastic actions.

New to the area and worried about his family back in the Black Dragon Domain, Ye Zhen didn’t want trouble and said, "I am a disciple of the Green Sun Palace and have no interest in joining your sect. Farewell!"

After speaking, with a thought, Ye Zhen urged the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten to turn and leave.

Unexpectedly, the three blocking Daoists began to laugh simultaneously as they watched Ye Zhen, "A disciple of the Green Sun Palace, heh heh..." After their laughter, the amiability on the Daoists’ faces suddenly vanished.

The Fuchen Daoist in the middle gently shook his whisk, which pointed straight at the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten between Ye Zhen’s legs.

"Young brother, this Cloud Winged Tiger King with white fur and black stripes has a unique appearance. I observe it has a destiny with our Longevity Sect. Might you be willing to part with it?" As soon as the Fuchen Daoist spoke, the other two Daoists moved, spreading to the left and right, hinting at an intention to encircle Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen’s expression turned frosty in an instant.

It turned out to be an attempted robbery by three second-rate thugs. Of all people to rob, they chose him.

Of course, in the eyes of these three Daoists, with one of them at the Fourth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm and two at the Second Stage, dealing with a martial artist like Ye Zhen at the Fifth Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm seemed like an easy capture.

"What if I say no?" Ye Zhen asked coldly.

"Fate cannot be forced. You and this Cloud Winged Tiger King have exhausted your karma. If you persist, I fear there may be a fatal consequence," said the Fuchen Daoist, trying to sound like a sage, but the Spiritual Power had already started to flicker on his whisk. The other two Daoists also flashed with Spirit Light, their threatening intentions quite evident.

"Indeed, if one forcefully seeks a fate that isn’t theirs, it’s a path to death. Wouldn’t you agree, Daoist Master?" Ye Zhen suddenly cracked a smile.

But the Fuchen Daoist didn’t understand Ye Zhen’s meaning, thinking Ye Zhen had come to his senses, and said joyfully, "In that case, leave the Cloud Winged Tiger King behind and we might spare you..."

"How foolish, not only are you guys dumb, it turns out your ears are bad too. I was saying, you’re seeking your own deaths!"

"What?"

"The boy is seeking death!"

"Attack!"

Ye Zhen’s snicker enraged the trio, and practically roaring in unison, Spiritual Light erupted around them as they all charged at Ye Zhen.

Boom!

The heart-pounding sound of Heavenly Thunder rolled, and terrifying screams suddenly emerged, then abruptly halted. Then, the Fuchen Daoist was stunned.

All he saw was Ye Zhen lifting a finger atop the Cloud Winged Tiger King, and his two comrades were instantly struck into charred statues amidst their screams.

After a moment of shock, the Fuchen Daoist shouted and fled desperately.

The Cloud Winged Tiger King moved swiftly, Ye Zhen closed in an instant, his jade-colored finger effortlessly piercing through the Fuchen Daoist’s Protective Spirit Force at the back of his head, exiting out the front, causing the Daoist to plummet from the sky like a felled log.

This Fuchen Daoist was foolish; had he faced Ye Zhen head-on and been cautious, with his Fourth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm Cultivation, he might have lasted a few exchanges against Ye Zhen.

But by turning and fleeing, leaving his back to Ye Zhen, there was no other outcome but death!

After dispatching the Fuchen Daoist, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten’s speed only increased, quickly darting across the sky, heading towards the distant outlines of Xining Martial City.

As for the belongings of the three Daoists, Ye Zhen didn’t even glance at them, not even bothering to collect the bodies.

Ye Zhen’s main concern was that he was near Xining Martial City, a place frequented by many martial artists, and the commotion made by the Heavenly Thunder was quite loud; he did not want others to witness him defeating the three foolish Daoists.

New to the area and recognizing that Xining Martial City was a den of mixed characters, Ye Zhen had no desire to be dragged into constant vendettas.

However, sometimes things don’t turn out as one hopes to avoid.

Ye Zhen had left for only half a quarter-hour when a brilliance descended straight down upon the scene of the recent incident. As the flowing light dissipated, a middle-aged martial artist with coarse black brows slanting across his temple and clad in a Daoist robe suddenly materialized.

The moment this coarse-browed Luv Song saw the three dead bodies scattered within a hundred meters, he was shocked into a stupor.

"Who was it, who dared to kill a Guardian True Person of Longevity Sect? Did anyone see?" Luv Song roared in anger, but the few martial artists who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion all said they knew nothing.

Luv Song was furious. Half a quarter-hour ago, he received a jade talisman communication from Sect Protector Fuchenzi, which mentioned the sighting of a demon beast Cloud Winged Tiger King, majestic with white fur and black stripes, perfectly embodying the sect’s definition of an auspicious beast. And its owner was merely at the Fifth Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If presented to the Sect Hierarch, the latter would be overjoyed, so he preemptively intercepted them and asked for Luv Song’s immediate assistance.

But to his disappointment, upon his rapid arrival, what he saw was the body of Fuchenzi.

"It must be, this matter must be the doing of that owner of the white-furred, black-striped Cloud Winged Tiger King. Hmph, dare to kill people from my Longevity Sect, no matter who you are, you won’t get away!"

With a cold snort, Luv Song collected the three bodies and soared into the sky, flying directly towards the direction of Xining Martial City.

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When Ye Zhen was about forty or fifty miles away from Xining Martial City, he put the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten into his embrace. Among martial artists, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten was quite eye-catching, and Ye Zhen did not wish to attract too much attention.

Moreover, with Ye Zhen being only at the Fifth Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, parading the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten through the streets could provoke many with malicious intent, just like Fuchenzi earlier, who took advantage of Ye Zhen’s solitude and lower cultivation to attempt a strong-arm robbery.

If it were within the Black Dragon Domain, Ye Zhen’s renowned reputation would make all to show their teeth. But in the True Spirit Domain, without a notable reputation, Ye Zhen feared that those with designs on him would come one after another.

Although if the likes of Fuchenzi came by the tens or hundreds, Ye Zhen wouldn’t fear them and would wipe out as many as came, it would nonetheless be quite troublesome. In addition, Ye Zhen was not an indifferent and bloody butcher, capable of slaughtering hundreds in an instant, yet if unnecessary, he preferred to avoid it.

Xining Martial City truly was a gathering place for martial artists; right upon entering the city, Ye Zhen saw countless flying martial artists in the sky. At any given time, there could be a thousand people crisscrossing above Xining Martial City.

From time to time, martial artists who couldn’t control their speed, flew too hastily, or were distracted, collided thunderously in the sky. If the gap in cultivation was significant, one party would undoubtedly end up with broken bones and torn tendons.

If the cultivation levels were similar, and neither side gave way, it inevitably led to a major battle. They might even send out talisman communications to call friends and allies, gathering a dark mass above the sky, and a grand battle was about to unfold.

Built against a mountain, Xining Martial City was not some metropolis, so there were no flying bans like in the Divine Capital of the Phantom Divine Empire. Martial artists came and went freely.

Even the windows of some taverns, adapted over hundreds of years, had been remodeled like doorways, with streaks of light passing in and out frequently.

It was to accommodate martial artists for convenience, allowing them to fly in and out straight through the windows.

Being new to the place, Ye Zhen naturally wanted to try the exotic cuisine of a large tavern and by the way, gather some information.

Perhaps because Ye Zhen had sampled all the delicacies in the Black Dragon Domain, the cuisine of the True Spirit Domain did not bring much surprise to him.

On the contrary, it was the news obtained from the second shopkeeper that left Ye Zhen exceptionally satisfied.

Half an hour later, Ye Zhen arrived within the gates of a place called the Sky Martial Spirit Hall, which, despite the coldness in front of its entrance, had a shopkeeper who quickly stepped forward to greet him upon seeing Ye Zhen enter.

In the True Spirit Domain, places that harnessed spirit veins to construct cultivation quiet rooms for rent were referred to as Spirit Pavilions.

According to the second shopkeeper, Sky Martial Spirit Hall was the largest Spirit Pavilion in Xining Martial City and the favorite destination for independent cultivators.

"Is this sir renting a Low Grade Spirit Academy or a Mid-grade Spirit Academy?"

"Hmm, naturally, the Mid-grade!"

"Mid-grade Spirit Academies come in large, medium, small, and micro sizes; a micro-sized Mid-grade Spirit Academy covers about ten square meters, with only a quiet room and a bedroom, and rents for two hundred Low Grade Spirit Crystals a day. A small Spirit Academy covers thirty square meters, with three rooms, and rents for five hundred Low Grade Spirit Crystals a day.

A medium Spirit Academy covers over two hundred square meters, has a small practice field, and rents for a thousand Low Grade Spirit Crystals per day. A large Spirit Academy covers a thousand square meters, has a five-hundred-meter-wide practice field, and rents for two thousand Low Grade Spirit Crystals per day. Which type of Spirit Academy would sir like to choose?"

"The large one!"

With hundreds of thousands of Low Grade Spirit Crystals, Ye Zhen really didn’t care about this small amount of Spirit Crystals. Moreover, the denser the martial artists, the worse the cultivation effect and the greater the disturbance. With a large Spirit Academy ensuring a kilometer range for only himself, cultivation would indeed be comfortable and peaceful.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper’s eyes lit up instantly; a large Spirit Academy signaled a big customer.

"Sir, would you like to be served by a beautiful maid? A beautiful maid costs only ten Low Grade Spirit Crystals a day, with virgins costing an additional hundred Low Grade Spirit Crystals. Cultivation can be dreary, and these beauties can do laundry and cook during the day, and at night... they can serve you in other ways..."

"No need!"

Ye Zhen waved his hand to stop the shopkeeper’s sales pitch.

"Will sir be staying long-term or short-term? For long-term, we usually settle every five days or ten days or a month, and payment in advance is required for the Spirit Crystals..." the shopkeeper rubbed his hands together.

"Long-term, start with a month!"

"Hurry and show the way!"

In the midst of speaking, Ye Zhen had already dropped sixty thousand Low Grade Spirit Crystals, eager to proceed.

Ye Zhen was very eager to verify a certain inspiring thought he had. If this idea proved true, then the thousands of demon spirit phantoms that he kept in the Demon Soul Hall would all become treasures of incalculable value! (To be continued. If you like this story, your votes and monthly tickets at Qidian are welcome. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)