God Emperor Chapter 2454 - On the Same Boat

Chapter 2454: On the Same Boat

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“You can consider studying Swordsmanship more. With the help of the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, you can cultivate the Swordsmanship Saintwill to Grade Three. The Swordsmanship should be purer, the more extreme the better. It’s not suitable to be combined with other Saintwill.”
This was what Lord Ming said to Zhang Ruochen when he left the Progenitor Pond.
Zhang Ruochen sat in the dimly lit cabin. He held the Ancient Abyssal Sword and thought about what Lord Ming said repeatedly.
Cultivating the Saintwill of a Path to Grade Three was the same as fusing the Grade One Saintwill. No cultivator had done it since ancient times.
Now that he had the only Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill since ancient times, he undoubtedly had a chance to try.
Zhang Ruochen wondered, ‘The Path of Time and the Path of Dimension are both part of the Paths of the Ancients. It’s almost impossible to condense the Grade Three Saintwill alone. On the contrary, it’s possible with Swordsmanship.
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‘Is it really possible?’
Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly. He thought he’d never be able to do it with his current Swordsmanship skills.
There were many skilled sword cultivators in the past. Even ignoring the distant ones, when Xue Hongchen, a peerless Kunlun sword cultivator, was in the Hundred-Shackle Realm 800 years ago, his achievements in Swordsmanship were unquestionably superior to Zhang Ruochen’s.
Zhang Ruochen said, “I have to cultivate Sword Eleven to the Great Perfection stage and comprehend the Heaven Sword Soul before I can try it.
“Oh right, there’s also the Sword of Time.
“The?Wordless Sword Manual?is clearly the pure Swordsmanship that Uncle Lord Ming mentioned. The Sword of Time should be considered to be a sword that takes an unconventional path. It’s another extreme path.”
Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath. He shook his head slightly and put away the Ancient Abyssal Sword.
The most important thing for him now was what Wargod Bloodximius had said to make up for his shortcomings. Saint techniques, spiritual power, shackles, and the Demigod-level physique were the focus of his cultivation.
At this moment, he had arrived at the entrance of the wormhole closest to the Xue Jue family. It was the wormhole leading to Hoth.
Now, he looked like a skinny old man. He was dressed in green and held a wooden staff. His name was Xun Mu. He was a master of spiritual power from the Southern Ridge.
Although Zhang Ruochen had single-handedly caused Lady Wind’s death, it made him more careful.
In the Infernal Court, many gods wanted to kill him than Lady Wind.
Lady Wind was the Scioness of Destiny, but she died in the Divine Domain of Destiny.
If Zhang Ruochen dared to go to Hoth, where the dark forces were rampant, it would be no different from courting death.
Thus, before leaving the Xue Jue Family, Zhang Ruochen made many arrangements. First, he sent Xue Tu out to investigate the Southern Sword Realm.
Zhang Ruochen’s enemies could not predict Zhang Ruochen’s actions, so they would certainly pay attention to the cultivators around him. Xue Tu’s trip to the Southern Sword Realm was a wrong signal for them to mistakenly think that Zhang Ruochen had also secretly gone to the Southern Sword Realm.
This was a feint.
Zhang Ruochen then took Moyin, Lian Xi, Zhou Zhen, Shentu Yunkong, and Lord Sinluo into the Qiankun Realm. He changed his appearance and left the Xue Jue Family alone. He announced to the outside world that he was going to seclude himself to break through to the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm.
This was an escape plan.
In this way, Madam Nixuan, the gods and Supreme Saints who wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen would not know his specific whereabouts.
“Master Xun Mu, we have arrived at the wormhole and are about to make a space jump. Every cultivator on the ship has to pay a saint stone for the passage.” Ji Chen, the owner of Blood Sprite, said, he knew that Zhang Ruochen was a difficult powerhouse, so he came to the cabin to ask for the saint stone.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the wooden staff and opened the cabin door. He stared at Ji Chen and said in a hoarse and old voice, “It’s only a passage through the wormhole. Why is it so expensive?”
Even though one billion saint stones could only be exchanged for one Godstone.
However, one saint stone was a huge fortune for the weaker Demi-Saints.
A cultivator had to pay one saint stone for a wormhole. It was indeed exorbitant and far beyond Zhang Ruochen’s expectations.
Ji Chen’s neck shrank under Zhang Ruochen’s stare. He said in a low voice, “It’s not up to me to decide how many saint stones to charge. It’s the price set by the Xue Jue family.
“Besides, the distance between Hoth and the Dominion of the Bloodysky Clan is endless. Legend has it that even light takes 3,000 years to get there. Even gods can’t cross thousands of billions of miles. Actually, it’s not expensive to charge only one saint stone.
“Do you know how much it costs to sneak from Hoth to the Dominion of the Bloodysky Clan?”
“How much?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Ji Chen replied, “Ten times. It’ll cost ten saint stones.”
Zhang Ruochen stood on Blood Sprite in the air and looked behind him. One Blood Sprite after another lined up in a line. He couldn’t see the end. They were all lining up to jump through the wormhole space.
He looked ahead. Ship after ship flew out of the wormhole. There was a steady stream of them.
Zhang Ruochen thought, ‘No wonder Madam Nixuan refused to let go of Hoth’s properties. The passage fee this wormhole collects every day is huge. It’s comparable to a Godstone mine.’
Just as Zhang Ruochen was deep in thought, a clear voice sounded next to him. “Since Master Xun Mu thinks it’s expensive, I’ll pay the passage fee for him!”
A two-meter-tall young man wearing the Hundred-Saint Blood Armor walked over and threw a saint stone to Ji Chen.
Ji Chen held the saint stone in his hands with reverence in his eyes. He kowtowed to the man repeatedly and left quickly.
“I am Ji Wenwu from the governor’s mansion of Ji Feng City in Southern Ridge.”
Ji Wenwu introduced himself and then said, “I see that you have strong spiritual power. It doesn’t seem like you can’t take out a saint stone...”
Before he could finish, Zhang Ruochen said coldly, “Isn’t a saint stone money? The Xue Jue family is too evil. They charge so much.”
Bang
He slammed the door and returned to the cabin.
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Ji Wenwu stood outside, stunned.
He had wanted to befriend Zhang Ruochen because of his strong spiritual power, but he hadn’t expected him to be so rude. Not only was he stingy, but he also had a weird temper.
A Supreme Saint with three pairs of blood wings on his back walked out of another cabin door. He said telepathically, “Wenwu, the governor wants you. It’s important.”
Ji Wenwu collected his depressed mood and walked over quickly.
The governor of Ji Feng City, Lord Yue Lin, was a powerhouse whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Banshi Isshou Realm. Who would have thought that he would take such an ordinary Blood Sprite to Hoth?
Zhang Ruochen just happened to hear the Supreme Saint’s telepathic message. He was both surprised and curious.
To be able to become the governor of a city, whether it was in terms of cultivation or skill, he was definitely not comparable to an ordinary Supreme Saint.
However, he did not have much interaction with Lord Yue Lin, so he was too lazy to investigate. When he came to the wormhole, the Primordial Spatial Worm that had been sleeping all this time began to throb. He had to study it carefully.
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Ji Wenwu carefully walked into the cabin door and stepped over a layer of the dark barrier wall. His field of vision was widened, and a powerful aura of Path rushed at him, pressing him to the ground in an instant.
He was extremely nervous, but he remained calm. He asked, “May I know why the governor called for me?”
He secretly looked up.
He saw seven cultivators sitting in the cabin.
The governor did not sit in the main seat in the middle. Instead, he sat in the three seats on the left with the deputy governor and the commander.
The three seats on the right were also filled with powerful Supreme Saints. Ji Wenwu only took a glance at them before his eyes started to hurt. It was as if he had been burned by the sun.
On the other hand, the black-veiled cultivator sitting in the middle of the main seat did not have any aura on her. She looked like a mortal.
However, how could someone who could make the governor, deputy governor, and commander accompany him to the Hoth be a mortal?
It could only be said that he could not see through the other party with his Saint King Realm cultivation.
Lord Yue Lin said, “My lady, if you have any questions about Hoth, you can ask Ji Wenwu. He may not be a strong cultivator but he has lived on Hoth for more than a hundred years. As long as it is not too confidential, he knows about it.”
The black-veiled cultivator nodded and asked, “I only have one question. Did Lord Xia Yu go to Hoth?”
“Lord Xia Yu?” asked Ji Wenwu.
Ji Wenwu was slightly taken aback as he nodded repeatedly, he said, “Not long after the Battle of Celestial-Hunting ended, Lord Xia Yu went to Hoth. It was said that she was buying ice beasts and blood crystals for the Xia clan. You should probably know that buying blood crystals on Hoth is much cheaper than buying them in the Dominion of the Bloodysky Clan.”
“Alright, there’s no need to say anymore. You may leave.” The black-veiled cultivator waved her hand and said coldly.
After Ji Wenwu left, Lord Yue Lin said, “Blood crystals, blood food, and blood medicine are the things that the Immortal Vampires need the most. Lord Xia Yu went to Hoth to buy blood crystals. It’s reasonable.”
The black-veiled cultivator was silent. She only stretched out her fair and beautiful hand, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
The three Supreme Saints sitting on the right were Thandee of the Rakshasas, Lord Huanxu of the Demonsky Clan, and Lord Ironclad of the Nether Clan.
They were the three powerful figures who had set up a trap with Bai Qing’er to deal with Seven-Armed Elder. They were all powerful Saint Realm figures who could make the world tremble with a stomp of their feet.
There were ten bone wings on the back of Thandee, he asked curiously, “Have you changed your mind? You don’t want to confront the Xue Jue family directly in the Dominion of the Bloodysky Clan. Instead, you want to go to Hoth to capture Lord Xia Yu and lure Zhang Ruochen out?”
Lord Huanxu laughed and slammed the table, he said, “Great! Lord Xia Yu is known as the most beautiful woman in this generation of the Bloodysky Clan. She is also Zhang Ruochen’s precious lover. If we capture her, we can have a good time and anger that little bastard Zhang Ruochen to death.”
Lord Ironclad glanced at the black-veiled cultivator. He seemed to understand something and he asked, “Do you think Lord Xia Yu went to Hoth for another purpose?”
The black-veiled cultivator said, “According to the information I received, Lord Xia Yu didn’t return to the Xia clan after she left the Divine Domain of Destiny. She went straight to Hoth. It’s obviously an urgent matter. Why would she be in such a hurry to buy blood crystals and ice beasts?”
“The more she disguises it, the more it shows what she’s really going to do. It must be very important,” Lord Ironclad said.
The black-veiled cultivator said, “The properties of the Xue Jue family on Hoth have always been controlled by Madam Nixuan, the wife of Wargod Bloodximius. But recently, Supreme Saint Qingsheng gave it to Zhang Ruochen.”
Lord Huanxu laughed. “Supreme Saint Qingsheng wants to control the power of the Xue Jue family as soon as possible, so he used a trick to sow discord. He wants to use Zhang Ruochen to fight with Madam Nixuan and profit from it.”
Lord Ironclad said coldly, “Do you think Supreme Saint Qingsheng is an idiot or Zhang Ruochen is an idiot? If Supreme Saint Qingsheng did this, it would be equivalent to offending both Zhang Ruochen and Madam Nixuan! Can he continue being the acting family leader?”
“Yes, there’s only one possibility. Zhang Ruochen requested this from Supreme Saint Qingsheng,” said the black-veiled cultivator.
Lord Huan Xu was shocked. He found it hard to understand. “Zhang Ruochen may be talented, but his cultivation is still weak. How dare he fight with Madam Nixuan now?”
The black-veiled cultivator said, “After Blood Empress and Lord Ming returned from Kunlun, Madam Nixuan lost her power in the Xue Jue family. Almost all her power was taken away except for Hoth. Zhang Ruochen has the support of two true gods. How could he be afraid of Madam Nixuan?
“Actually, I don’t think Zhang Ruochen would be impatient to attack Madam Nixuan at this stage. I think he chose Hoth for another reason. Asking Supreme Saint Qingsheng to give him the properties of Hoth is also to conceal his real purpose.”
“What is his real purpose then?” Asked Lord Huanxu.
There was a long silence in the cabin.
The black-veiled cultivator said, “Only Lord Xia Yu can give us the answer we need. Perhaps it will be much easier to deal with Zhang Ruochen once we know his real purpose.”
Lord Yue Lin, the governor of Ji Feng City, frowned and said, “Actually, any one of us can capture Lord Xia Yu. Why do you need us to do it together under your lead?
“According to the information I received, Xue Tu went to the Southern Sword Realm secretly. If I’m right, Zhang Ruochen can’t hide in the Xue Jue Family for long. His next move will definitely be to the Southern Sword Realm. He said in the House of Enchanteurs that he would take the Southern Sword Realm away from Ling.
“We can go to the Southern Sword Realm and wait for Zhang Ruochen to walk into the trap.”
The black-veiled cultivator said, “If it was before, I might really think so. But I have already met Zhang Ruochen half a time. He is definitely not a simple person. He can easily escape from the assassination set up by Ling, and he can leave the Divine Domain of Destiny alive under the attack of the Adjudication Division. How can he be a person who will easily reveal his flaws?
“Besides, when both Wargod Bloodximius and Blood Empress went to the Jadeite Realm, he must be more careful and won’t easily expose his whereabouts.”
Lord Ironclad was shocked. “Do you suspect that Zhang Ruochen will go to Hoth?”
“Whether he goes or not, as long as we capture Lord Xia Yu, we can seize the opportunity and grab his throat. Begin the wormhole jump. I’m looking forward to the trip to Hoth.” The black-veiled cultivator’s voice was clear, she had always been emotionless and her thoughts were very clear.
The Blood Sprite trembled violently. A massive spatial pressure pressed down from all directions and landed on every single cultivator on the ship.
The distance of 3,000 light-years was close to 6 trillion kilometers in the deep space of the universe. If one traversed through it, they would be infinitely far away from the Dominion of the Bloodysky Clan and arrive at a place that even the gods could not sense.