King of Creation
Chapter 573 - 566: Comb Hair a Thousand Times

Chapter 573: Chapter 566: Comb Hair a Thousand Times

Bang!

Duan Yingnian, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master who was kneeling within the Longevity Sect Main Temple’s Hall of Law, suddenly curled up like a shrimp before being sent flying backwards as if kicked away, shooting out of the hall like a meteor.

Just as he flew out of the hall’s entrance, a mysterious force abruptly stopped his backward momentum and he plummeted down violently.

Phut!

Mouthful after mouthful of fresh blood uncontrollably sprayed from Duan Yingnian’s mouth, rendering the eight Divine Generals standing by utterly speechless with dread.

"Imbecile, to actually use the Demon Cloud Fruit to frame someone! Even if you just spread the rumor that Yang Zhengxi had an income equal to a year’s worth from the Xining Subdivision, it would have been enough to kill that kid Ye Zhen several times over! Yet you chose to use the Demon Cloud Fruit, and the ridiculous part is, you got it right!"

Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng let out a series of owl-like, chilling laughs. Amidst the laughter, Duan Yingnian, whose cultivation was at the Fifth Stage of the Vein Forging Realm, kept being lifted into the air, falling, and then being lifted again, as fresh blood continued to spurt out in great gushes.

Should anyone observe closely, they would have noticed that hidden within the wide sleeves of the Longevity Sect Master, Yin Changsheng’s fingers were subtly twitching. With just a light flick of his fingers, Duan Yingnian, the Vein Forging powerhouse, was struck as if by hammers, spurting out blood violently!

"What’s even more ridiculous is that you have been counter exploited and framed, failing to resolve the issue on the spot, and you didn’t report back to me afterwards, leading to such a disaster that nearly a hundred of our brothers met a gruesome death. Tell me, how do you intend to deal with yourself, how should I deal with you!" Yin Changsheng barked furiously.

At this critical juncture, Duan Yingnian threw caution to the wind, not caring to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a violent motion touched his head to the ground, pleading desperately, "I have caused so many fellow brothers within our sect to die tragically, and brought such a disaster upon our sect—I only beg for a swift death, and regret that I did not die in battle earlier. Please, Sect Hierarch, grant me this!"

Bang!

Unexpectedly, Duan Yingnian’s body was once again sent flying, as more than a dozen of his vital points such as his chest and abdomen successively caved in, and with each caving, another spurt of blood arrows shot forth.

"Hmph, you only beg for a swift death? Can your death bring back the lives of so many sect followers? Can it erase the impact of the rumor? Fool, since you wish to die, then I shall grant your wish!"

Suddenly, Duan Yingnian’s chest and abdomen began to roll like waves, as if his organs were about to be crushed into powder.

The faces of the eight Divine Generals standing by turned white with shock, "Sect Hierarch, please calm your anger!"

Divine General Pan, one of the Generals who had a very close relationship with Duan Yingnian, stepped forward to urgently plead, "Please, Sect Hierarch, calm your anger, for the sake of Duan Yingnian’s loyal and devoted service, spare him..."

But before he could finish pleading, Divine General Pan froze in place.

They saw Duan Yingnian, who had been suspended in mid-air, suddenly fall back to the ground, kowtowing to Sect Hierarch Yin Changsheng, his previously sickly pale complexion now showing a hint of flush?

"This subordinate thanks the Sect Hierarch for the healing grace! Thank you for sparing my life, Sect Hierarch, I am willing to give everything I have in gratitude!" Duan Yingnian spoke loudly.

"Hmph, I have already expelled all the toxic Yin Qi that Hanshan old fool injected into your body; with proper rest and recovery for half a month, you will be completely restored," the Sect Hierarch responded.

Only then did the eight Divine Generals notice that the blood Duan Yingnian had coughed up had formed into chunks of Blood Ice on the ground, which made Divine General Pan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Considering you bravely fought to the death against an Establishment King last night without retreat, and your loyal and devoted service to our sect, I shall spare your life this time. However, while the death penalty can be pardoned, the punishment cannot be escaped," the Sect Hierarch decreed.

After recovering from his injuries, he would be relieved of his position as the Vermilion Bird Hall Master and take over the role of Guardian Sect Commander from that fool Heu Jiu! Last night, when the enemy invaded, facing Hanshan, that fool Heu Jiu was so cowardly that he dared not step forward, resulting in the death of a guardian venerable at the hands of Hanshan.

What use is there for such a Guardian Sect Commander?

He is to be stripped of his role as Joint Protectorate Commander and sent to the Hall of Law to become a human-shaped spirit crystal as atonement for his sins!"

When they heard the term "human-shaped spirit crystal," all the Divine Generals present, including Duan Yingnian, couldn’t help but tremble, as if the human-shaped spirit crystal was terrifying to the extreme.

"Sect Hierarch, how should we deal with the rumors spread by that bastard Ye Zhen?

Just last night, our sect suffered such heavy losses, and based on my estimation, tonight and even in future, martial artists will continuously attempt to intrude into our sect, and it will likely become a persistent issue. Moreover, the temptation of the Demon Cloud Fruit is extremely great for martial artists. If this continues, I’m afraid it will be very... troublesome!" A Divine General stepped forward to inquire.

"Troublesome? Such a trivial matter, and you can’t think of a solution?"

Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng looked at all the high-ranking officials of the Longevity Sect with a scrutinizing gaze.

Under Yin Changsheng’s gaze, the high-ranking officials of the Longevity Sect all lowered their heads, after all, rumors stop with the wise, but under the temptation of the Demon Cloud Fruit, how many martial artists could be considered wise?

Including themselves, there were also those who whispered, wondering if the rumors could actually be true?

"Hmph, I knew it would be the same old story with you guys!"

With a cold snort, a dozen talisman lights suddenly flew out from the hands of Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng, landing in the hands of the high-ranking officials of the Longevity Sect standing before him.

"Later on, you will act according to the arrangements in the talisman communication issued by me. The subdivisions under your control are to handle matters in the same manner. In a few days, the rumors will be completely dispelled!"

At this point, Yin Changsheng’s expression turned stern, "Remember, you must strictly follow my orders. Anyone who dares to divulge the secrets of our sect, hmph, Heu Jiu’s fate will be theirs!"

Just by glancing at the contents of the talisman communication, the high-ranking officials of the Longevity Sect showed shocked expressions, then their faces relaxed!

"Sect Hierarch is wise, we shall follow the Sect Hierarch’s imperial decree!"

Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng looked pleased, "How to deal with that little bastard Ye Zhen, you don’t need me to teach you, right?"

....

Watching the sharp white light swiftly piercing toward him, Ye Zhen didn’t move an inch.

The moment the white light was fired, Fengh Qingyue’s figure moved ever so slightly, and with a flick of her fair wrist adorned with the purple and blue double rings, a beam of mystic light shot out, instantly shattering the fierce white light.

"Spiritual Artifacts... indeed they are formidable!"

Ye Zhen felt envious. If he was not mistaken, that fierce white light should have been released using a Divine Power Martial Skill. Even if it was not at the full strength of this martial artist with the surname Nian, it was at least seventy or eighty percent of his power, yet it was easily crushed by the Mystic Light Purple-Cyan Ring.

And this martial artist with the surname Nian, in Ye Zhen’s perception, was at least a martial artist at the Second Stage of the Vein Forging Realm.

"Hiding behind a woman, what sort of skill is that? If you have the guts, step out and let Young Master Nian size you up!" Nian Xinghe rebuked Ye Zhen fiercely.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen merely shook his head; another fool who acts irrationally because of a woman. Just because I’ve shown up in Fengh Qingyue’s backyard, he’s gone mad.

"What cultivation do you have, and what cultivation do I have? Isn’t your face a little too thick?" Surprisingly, Ye Zhen started to tease Nian Xinghe.

Truth be told, Ye Zhen was in high spirits last night and didn’t feel like starting a fight first thing in the morning, wasting the good mood; moreover, Ye Zhen didn’t want to get entangled in such meaningless matters.

"You...."

Nian Xinghe’s face turned red again, which allowed Ye Zhen to understand Nian Xinghe’s nature better; he must be a sheltered second-generation martial artist or a talented warrior, with little experience in Jianghu.

"Young Master Nian, this is my yard. Who can come and who can stay is my business, not something you need to worry about. Please leave!" Fengh Qingyue suddenly issued an eviction order.

"But you two...."

"This is my private matter!"

Suddenly, Fengh Qingyue produced a comb in her hand and said to Ye Zhen, "You haven’t tied up your hair yet, shall I do it for you?" Her expression was unusually gentle.

Ye Zhen was stunned. Nian Xinghe was stunned as well.

Fengh Qingyue gently led Ye Zhen to the chair nearby, gracefully extended her hand, and a basin of water flew over from afar. Fengh Qingyue then dipped the comb in the water and began to comb Ye Zhen’s hair.

A look of disbelief surged in Nian Xinghe’s eyes.

"Qingyue, you... you... when did you two... I... how did I not know?" Nian Xinghe’s face suddenly showed an expression of pain, as if he was deeply hurt.

"Didn’t you see everything..." Fengh Qingyue murmured again.

Nian Xinghe’s complexion turned deathly pale. He clutched his chest and stumbled back several steps.

"Well... I wish you both..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, or rather his lips merely moved and the man staggered away, looking completely disheartened.

This scene greatly surprised Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen had thought Nian Xinghe would fight him to the death.

"Alright, Master Fengh, he’s gone now, no need to keep combing!" Ye Zhen’s voice contained a hint of sarcasm.

"Sorry for the trouble without your consent! But let me finish combing," Fengh Qingyue replied. Her hands were extremely nimble; sometimes her fingers burst with spiritual power like a blade, neatening Ye Zhen’s hairline, and sometimes her digits snapped like scissors, trimming and arranging Ye Zhen’s long hair.

As she tidied up, Fengh Qingyue’s voice rose, "Actually, Nian Xinghe isn’t bad. He often comes here, and I’m aware of his feelings for me, but... it’s impossible... Today was just a coincidence that dragged you into it too, I’m sorry..."

At the words ’it’s impossible,’ Ye Zhen sighed. If Nian Xinghe heard these words, he would likely feel even more heartbroken!

"Affairs of love and hate, with ’love’ being the third greatest difficulty for men and women in Jianghu... You drag me into this mess out of nowhere, and you think just saying ’I’m sorry’ is enough?" Ye Zhen suddenly laughed.

"Then what do you want? I’m already combing your hair for you!" said Fengh Qingyue.

"Once is not enough—should be at least a thousand, a hundred times..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth did Ye Zhen realize he might have gone too far, bordering on teasing.

Behind Ye Zhen, Fengh Qingyue’s pretty face suddenly blushed. The hand that was tying his hairband tightened abruptly, pulling Ye Zhen’s scalp painfully.

"It’s done, take a look!" She skillfully tied a knot.

"Not bad, very good!"

Ye Zhen looked at his reflection, spirited and high-spirited, with hair tied neatly and not a hair out of place, and felt a sudden emotional stir.

It had been a long time since his hair had been combed so cleanly and neatly. In the past, Caiyi used to do it like this!

"As long as you’re satisfied!"

"Then I take my leave..."

Ye Zhen dismissed his wandering thoughts and, with a wave of his hand, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten made a pitiful meow and looked fearfully at Fengh Qingyue.

Pfft!

Fengh Qingyue laughed softly and waved at the kitten, "Go then!"

"By the way, Ye Zhen, this Cloud Winged Tiger King has been nurtured by you from a cub, right? It’s so spirited!"

"Yes, I found it when it was just a few days old. It was luck!"

"It’s a bit of a pity, restricted by its natural bloodline, it’s destined not to accompany you forever!" Fengh Qingyue suddenly remarked.

"Who knows, I will try everything to help it break through its bloodline shackles. Oh right, since you’re a Vein Forging Realm expert and well-experienced, if you know any secret technique or Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that could help a demon beast advance its grade, you must remember to tell me!"

"Don’t worry, given that you’ve gotten involved in the third greatest difficulty, the entanglement of love and hate in the Jianghu, I will keep an eye out for you!" Fengh Qingyue playfully teased Ye Zhen back.

"Didn’t you say a thousand, a hundred times?"

Ye Zhen muttered a sentence before stepping out of Fengh Qingyue’s Spirit Academy. Behind him, Fengh Qingyue paused, her face flushing once more with a tender shade of pink! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote and offer monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)