King of Creation-Chapter 657 - 649: Blind

"Ancestor, did we just let that kid leave so easily?" On one of the walls of the Devil God Palace, light flowed, and the scenery changed, as silhouettes wrapped in colorful rays of light vanished into thin air.

This scene was of martial artists leaving the Trial Secret Realm. At this time, Xuan Hu and Hu Qingtong stood on either side of an elder dressed in purple armor.

Xuan Hu, in particular, was clenching his iron fists tightly when he saw Ye Zhen disappear, almost wishing he could rush out and drag Ye Zhen back.

"Ancestor, are you not aware of this kid’s strangeness? The corpse of the Goldback Stone Beast King turned to ash in his hands? Such a bizarre ability could bring great disaster to our Demon Race!

Wasn’t the calamity brought upon us by the Beast Taming Sect grave enough?" Xuan Hu mentioned this with grinding teeth and a fierce look.

"Xuan Hu, I’m gratified that you’ve noticed this. You are finally making some progress," said the elder in purple armor, raising his purple eyebrows, "Qing Tong, as the Grand Hall Master, what is your opinion?"

With eyes like gemstones, Hu Qingtong shifted slightly before speaking, "Ancestor, I don’t know about the grudge between the Demon Race and the Beast Taming Sect! However, when the body of the Goldback Stone Beast King turned to ash, I didn’t feel any change in the aura emanating from Ye Zhen."

"On the contrary, Ye Zhen didn’t seem to use the corpse of the Goldback Stone Beast King for cultivation. But, it definitely isn’t a good thing! I suggest that if there is an opportunity in the future, we should pay more attention and observe. If we find that he might indeed threaten the Demon Race, we can take the opportunity to eliminate him," said Hu Qingtong.

Xuan Hu’s brows furrowed sharply. "Isn’t that too weak? For our Demon Race, any person who could be a potential threat should just be killed, so why bother observing?"

"Second Hall Master, why didn’t you kill Ye Zhen that day?" Hu Qingtong responded sharply.

"It was the Ancestor who stopped me..."

"Do you know why the Ancestor stopped you?" Hu Qingtong pressed on.

Xuan Hu scratched his head, "Didn’t the Ancestor mention those two reasons? Mainly it was because the Ancestor had taken a liking to Ye Zhen’s Cloud Winged Tiger King..."

"Second Hall Master, you are mistaken. The main reason why the Ancestor didn’t kill Ye Zhen was actually the first one. It’s because the Ancestor has a special agreement with the five Sect Leaders of Qinglan Martial City. Not only the Ancestor, but even you cannot lay hands on Ye Zhen directly!"

Having said that, Hu Qingtong turned to look at the elder in purple armor. "Ancestor, am I correct?"

The elder in purple armor didn’t directly answer Hu Qingtong’s question but instead, began to scold Xuan Hu, "Xuan Hu, do you see? This is why I had you step down and appointed Qing Tong as the Grand Hall Master! The most important thing is this!" With that, the elder pointed at his own head.

Xuan Hu’s face flushed crimson, "Ancestor, weren’t those two reasons what you personally..."

"Sometimes, what you hear with your own ears is not necessarily true, and what you see with your own eyes could also be false. How could the agreement I made with the five Sect Leaders of Qinglan Martial City a hundred years ago be merely a simple verbal agreement?

If it was just a simple verbal agreement, how could we cultivate in peace on this Supreme Spirit Vein and quietly grow stronger for nearly a hundred years?"

Xuan Hu was stunned and wanted to say something, but he was stopped by a wave of the elder’s hand. "Tell me, how many Trial Tokens did the martial artists from the Five Great Forces take with them this time?"

"Reporting back to the Ancestor, a total of forty-eight Trial Tokens were taken, which is three more than five years ago," Xuan Hu replied.

"That is to say, in the next five years, no matter which force settles in this Supreme Spirit Vein, the area of land they occupy has to account for forty-eight percent...."

Ye Zhen did not hear this conversation that took place within the Devil God Palace. If Ye Zhen had heard it, he should have felt fortunate for the decision he made at that time.

Under normal circumstances, when Ye Zhen absorbed all the energy, including essence, qi, and divine spirit from the King-level Demon Beasts around him through the Mirage Dragon Pearl, he would refine a very small portion of the purest energy to directly infuse into his body, which could greatly increase his Cultivation.

That day, when absorbing the energy from the Goldback Stone Beast King, under normal circumstances, Ye Zhen would be able to refine and absorb that trace of purest energy and easily advance his Cultivation to the Peak of the Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm.

However, Ye Zhen did not do so. Instead, he used the control of Divine Soul Power to directly send that trace of pure energy infused into his Dantian to assault the Third Stage Spatial Seal of the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

At the time, Ye Zhen was bold, but he worried about being noticed for this abnormality, especially in front of a powerful member of the Demon Race, so he chose not to do so.

Although he didn’t completely hide it, thanks to an error of judgment, he still managed to buy himself some time.

.....

"Where is Qin Hu? Why hasn’t he come out yet? Where is he?"

Atop Immortal Light Mountain, watching one figure after another emerge, Stars Tower Master Yan Cong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Nearly every time a figure appeared, he would gaze intently, only to be disappointed each time.

So far, aside from Yan Yijun, who was the second to emerge, only one Martial Artist from the Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm had come out, and no third person.

Of course, Yan Cong was very clear that it was highly improbable for all five people to have survived, a very rare occurrence.

Surviving and coming out of the Trial Secret Realm in a group of four was already quite an accomplishment.

Yet, among the Martial Artists from Stars Tower who participated in the trial, it should be no problem for three to emerge. Even if only two came out, Qin Hu, that wielder of the Thunderbolt Sword, would definitely be one of them.

Most importantly, the Thunderbolt Sword’s Qin Hu was different from other Martial Artists; he was an intimate cornerstone personally cultivated by Yan Cong with a great deal of effort and resources.

It wasn’t just for this Spirit Returning Assembly; the upcoming new talent competition of Stars Tower’s main building in each Branch Tower was also counting on Thunderbolt Sword’s Qin Hu to bolster their reputation.

Yan Yijun, coming from the main building, simply could not replace Qin Hu’s role, so at this moment, Yan Cong was incredibly anxious.

If it weren’t for concern over his dignity, he probably would’ve already started questioning the surviving Martial Artists from the other forces.

What was more dreadful was that, after a badly injured Martial Artist flew out of the light and fog at the center of the platform, for a good sixty breaths, no other Martial Artist appeared, and the time continued to elapse.

This caused Yan Cong’s heart to sink continuously!

Qin Hu, it couldn’t be....

Almost the instant the bloodied Martial Artist appeared, the Martial Artist from Sun and Moon Divine Sect rushed to meet him.

The Martial Artist covered in blood was Zuo Xiong from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, and at that moment, his breath was extremely weak. It was visible to the naked eye that about a third of the bones in his body were probably broken.

"No worries, he won’t die!"

Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong decisively fed Zuo Xiong a few Pills and then ordered Vice Sect Hierarch Tian Guizhang to perform blood circulation healing on the spot, using Tian Guizhang’s Spiritual Power to heal Zuo Xiong.

After all, Zuo Xiong still had to participate in the Spirit Returning rankings competition tomorrow, and he must recover from his injuries before then.

"Brother Jian, do you all think you’re out of your minds? To go to such lengths to heal such a waste, you don’t actually believe he qualifies to participate in the Spirit Returning rankings competition?" The face of Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng was filled with gloom; he couldn’t stand the sight of the Martial Artists from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect.

Especially since only three people from their Longevity Sect had survived this time!

"What, does he not qualify? As long as his injuries are healed, tomorrow he will be able to participate..." Halfway through his sentence, Jian Qianxiong’s expression suddenly froze, and he caught on.

However, it was a bit too late, as Yin Changsheng’s mocking voice rang out again.

"Are all of you in the Sun and Moon Divine Sect blind? He doesn’t have even half a Trial Token on him; how could he possibly be qualified to participate in the Spirit Returning rankings competition?"

"Haha, after watching so many Spirit Returning Competitions, is this the first time I’ve seen a Martial Artist participating in the trial coming out alive with empty hands?"

"Your Zuo Xiong from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect is probably one of those who, as soon as he entered the Trial Secret Realm, concealed his Qi and hid away for seven days, right? Old Jian, I didn’t expect that—were you blind, or what—that you actually picked such a cowardly and faint-hearted scoundrel to participate in the Spirit Returning Assembly!"

"Your judgement, tsk tsk tsk, is really damn poor!"

After being vehemently berated, Jian Qianxiong’s face suddenly turned an iron-blue color. He only now realized Zuo Xiong had no aura of a Trial Token on him. Originally, he hadn’t thought so, since it was a fight for survival in there; any situation could occur.

But with Yin Changsheng saying it like that, not only was his face losing color, but his mood also became exceedingly foul.

"Cough cough cough!"

Zuo Xiong, whose injuries had just stabilized, started coughing violently, and big clots of blood spewed from his mouth. His face suddenly became purple-red, and his eyes bulged with rage. He wanted to say something, but couldn’t utter a word!

It was because he was so infuriated by Yin Changsheng’s foul mouth that his injuries worsened and he coughed up blood!

To a Martial Artist who fought desperately, being called a coward and faint-hearted was absolutely the gravest insult! Whether it was Nian Xinghe, Ye Zhen, or the other Martial Artists from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, all of their expressions turned furious!

Ye Zhen patted Zuo Xiong on the shoulder comforting him and then abruptly stepped forward!

"See, didn’t I tell you so?" Yin Changsheng’s sinister smile, full of self-satisfaction, emerged. "Now that I’ve spoken the truth, you must be feeling anxious..."

"Ah, Sect Master Yin, what should I say about you? Blind as a bat, or simply blind even though your eyes are open?" Ye Zhen’s taunting voice suddenly rose.

Yin Changsheng’s expression suddenly turned dark and ominous, "Boy, no one who dares insult me to my face has ever lived past the second day..."

Insult? No no no, Sect Master Yin, I certainly did not mean to insult you; what I said is a fact!"

"Hmm, why don’t you sense the aura of my Trial Tokens carefully? If you can’t clearly sense them, just count and see, how many Trial Tokens are these?" Ye Zhen dumped all the Trial Tokens he had in his waist pouch.

The moment he poured them out, everyone’s eyes opened wide in astonishment—not just the Trial Martial Artists, but even the leaders of the other forces.

"Six!"

"Six Trial Tokens?"

"You carry six Trial Tokens on your person, and the Demon Beasts inside didn’t swallow you whole, allowing you to still come out alive?" Including Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, who also widened his eyes in shock.

The many editions of the Spirit Returning Assembly had made them all too aware of the circumstances within.

The danger that comes with stacking one Trial Token upon another multiplies exponentially.

Having three Trial Tokens is like having a giant beacon; one careless move could lead to being surrounded and attacked by a tremendous number of Heavenly Level Demon Beasts. In most cases, after collecting three Trial Tokens, one would just wait inside a concealed Qi Talisman Formation until the trial was over.

As for six...that was akin to gathering all the Demon Beasts within hundreds of miles in one place, right?

The degree of danger was chilling even to think about!

The elite Martial Artists from the various powerful factions who had just come out of the Trial Secret Realm looked at Ye Zhen as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

With three Trial Tokens on them, they had all huddled up like terrapins after gathering three, and even then, they had nearly met their demise. In contrast, Ye Zhen actually had six!

Six!

"Sect Master Yin, did you count them? Six Trial Tokens, right? Hmm, among them, three were handed to me by Zuo Xiong before leaving the Trial Secret Realm to take out first..."

At this point, Ye Zhen chuckled softly again, "Have you counted clearly, Sect Master Yin?

Six. Zuo Xiong qualifies to participate, doesn’t he?

You see, I was telling the truth, and it wasn’t to call you a blind man who can’t see the obvious!"

"You!"

Sect Master Yin’s complexion suddenly turned an extreme iron-blue, and an extremely sharp and cold Qi burst forth from his body, heading straight for Ye Zhen!(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)