Chapter 302 - 300: A Fine Head, Come and Take It

Chapter 302: Chapter 300: A Fine Head, Come and Take It

Han Chang and Mei Niang had only recently met, and they were in the honeymoon phase of their relationship.

She was also remarkably sensible. After learning his identity, she didn’t ask for Cultivation Techniques, Elixirs, or any other treasures. She simply devoted herself to serving him, and he found it hard to refuse her.

"But, Mei Niang, this Chen Jiutian doesn’t know what’s good for him. He’s offended the Shenxiao Sect and the Vajra Prajna Temple. Given how those two operate, he’ll be dead or crippled today. He won’t even get the chance to enter the Heaven-Reaching Tower. I don’t think I’ll need to get involved."

Mei Niang shook her head. "It’s not the same. A grudge for the extermination of one’s clan must be avenged personally. I belong to you now, Young Master. If you kill this Chen Jiutian for me, it will be the same as me taking revenge myself."

Her words were quite pleasing to Han Chang’s ears.

"Although I have no desire to act alongside that Daoist priest and that bald donkey, with you saying that, Mei Niang, I suppose this counts as me flying into a rage for a beautiful woman.

But the Vajra Prajna Temple and the Shenxiao Sect both have their reasons to act. I’ve never even met this Chen Jiutian. What reason should I use to make a move?"

As a member of the Demon Dao, Han Chang didn’t actually care about having a just cause for his actions.

However, before leaving the Original Demon Palace, his father had warned him sternly. Apart from challenging the Heaven-Reaching Tower, he was not to stir up trouble over anything else, or he would face the consequences.

Han Chang was still somewhat afraid of his father, so he subconsciously wanted to avoid getting mixed up in this kind of affair.

Mei Niang’s eyes darted as she whispered, "Xu Tianhong was a prodigy of the Demon Dao, just like you, Young Master. He died at Chen Jiutian’s hands, and the Demon-Drinking Saber was taken by him.

When you make your move, you can use the Demon-Drinking Saber as a pretext. Demand that Chen Jiutian hand over this Celestial Soldier that belongs to our Demon Dao.

He’ll certainly refuse to part with a Top Grade Celestial Soldier, which will naturally give you a reason to strike.

Besides, if you really manage to seize the Demon-Drinking Saber, you’ll definitely be rewarded—whether you bring it back to the Original Demon Palace, or the Palace Master gives it to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect as part of a trade."

Han Chang’s eyes lit up at her words. He gently pinched Mei Niang’s pretty, smooth cheek.

"I never thought you were so resourceful, Mei Niang!"

With both a reason and a reward in mind, Han Chang strode out from the crowd and shouted harshly, "Chen Jiutian! Hand over the Demon Dao’s Celestial Soldier, the Demon-Drinking Saber!"

Seeing Han Chang step forward, both Zhang Xuanzhong and Ming Chong frowned slightly, a trace of disgust in their eyes.

The Shenxiao Sect was Daoist and the Vajra Prajna Temple was Buddhist. Although they didn’t see eye to eye, they were both at least considered part of the Righteous Dao.

Han Chang, however, was from the Original Demon Palace. They had no desire to join forces with someone from the Demon Dao against a common enemy.

"Are you from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

Han Chang snorted coldly. "Original Demon Palace, Han Chang!"

"A dog trying to catch mice—mind your own business! What right does the Original Demon Palace have to demand a Weapon from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

Chen Yuan sneered. "If you want to kick me while I’m down and take the Demon-Drinking Saber, just say so. All this hypocrisy and posturing for fame... Since when did your Original Demon Palace start acting like these so-called righteous sects?"

As soon as he said this, the faces of both Ming Chong and Zhang Xuanzhong darkened.

Chen Yuan’s words were a blanket insult, cursing both the Righteous and Demonic Daos at once.

Just as Han Chang was about to shout a curse, a young master exuding an air of nobility strode toward them, his voice ringing out, "Chen Jiutian, your actions are arrogant and reckless, leaving no room for compromise. What does dealing with you have to do with the Righteous and Demonic Daos?

My Shangguan Family’s disciple, Shangguan Yun, was defeated by you while trying to save a friend, and you even forced him to reveal his Celestial Ice Treasure Mirror’s Divine Artifact Incarnation.

The shame of my Shangguan Family’s defeat must be washed away by a disciple of the Shangguan Family! Everyone, if you’re going to deal with this Chen Jiutian, please count me, Shangguan Moyuan, in!"

Chen Yuan frowned at Shangguan Moyuan, feeling a wave of disgust.

Zhang Xuanzhong and Ming Chong were acting to reclaim a Cultivation Technique and to get revenge. Chen Yuan could understand that.

Han Chang wanted to kick him while he was down and take the Demon-Drinking Saber. Although Chen Yuan felt the reason was a bit flimsy, he could still understand it, even if it was just pure greed.

But Shangguan Moyuan stepping out to say this was purely to be disgusting. He was simply taking advantage of the situation, seeing Chen Yuan besieged and deciding to kick him while he was down. It was a classic case of acting spitefully for no personal gain.

However, while his actions were spiteful, he had, in a way, targeted the right person.

Because Shangguan Yun had indeed died at his hands in the end.

Seeing Shangguan Moyuan, ranked ninth on the Hidden Dragon Rankings, also step out to condemn Chen Yuan, the Jianghu People present were all stunned.

They had never seen a young prodigy who could attract so much hatred.

Daoist, Buddhist, Demon, Sect, Noble Family—he had offended nearly every type of person on the Jianghu Wind and Cloud Rankings that could be offended.

In the past, the Hidden Dragon Rankings were almost always a free-for-all. The prodigies all had their own grudges with each other; it was rare for them to present a united front.

But now, five prodigies from the Hidden Dragon Rankings were moving against a single person at the same time. Such a scene was truly a rare sight.

Mr. Bei was also feeling a bit numb.

He had originally thought that at most one or two people would come looking for trouble with Chen Yuan, but he never expected five different powers to act simultaneously.

If he didn’t save Chen Yuan now, he would have to watch him get surrounded and attacked by five people.

Of course, Su Changhe was already heavily injured and probably couldn’t fight.

But even so, the remaining four were no easy opponents. How could Chen Yuan possibly stand against so many young prodigies?

And if he himself acted, he would inevitably expose his identity with the Ming Sect.

His identity as Bei Tianya being exposed didn’t matter, and even Chen Yuan’s identity being exposed didn’t matter.

But the elders of these families were all watching from behind. Once he made a move, he would surely have to endure a siege from several Divine Platform Realm and Celestial Profound Realm experts.

Before he came, Vice Sect Master Lu had indeed given him a few trump cards, but he feared that even using all of them wouldn’t be enough to withstand such an assault.

Just then, Chen Yuan looked at the several people surrounding him and let out a long laugh.

"It seems I have truly earned everyone’s jealousy. The Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon Three Veins, the Sects, and the Noble Families—all of them want me dead.

But what is there to fear from a bunch of chickens and dogs, a pack of posturing fame-seekers?

So-called Hidden Dragon prodigies? You’re nothing but a group of cowardly rats who only know how to kick a man when he’s down!

I, Chen Jiutian, stand here today! Anyone in this world who wants my head, come and take it!"

As soon as he said this, someone in the crowd of watching Martial Artists couldn’t help but shout in approval.

These were five young prodigies ranked in the top fifteen of the Hidden Dragon Rankings, each with an extraordinary background and powerful backing.

If any of them were surrounded by such people, even if they didn’t wet their pants in fear, they would be filled with despair. How could they possibly be as bold as Chen Yuan, pointing to their own head and telling them to come and take it?

Seeing this, Shangguan Moyuan’s heart skipped a beat. ’This is bad,’ he thought.

Among all of them, only Shangguan Moyuan was here purely to kick a man when he was down, acting out of spite.

Although Shangguan Yun had been defeated by this Chen Jiutian, the one who had actually killed him was "Chen Yuan" of the Ming Sect.

So, from Shangguan Moyuan’s perspective, he had no deep-seated hatred for Chen Jiutian.

The only reason he had stepped forward to kick him while he was down was because the man was a young prodigy from Zhenwu Hall, and the Shangguan Family had always had designs on Ning Province.

If no one had targeted this Chen Jiutian, Shangguan Moyuan naturally wouldn’t have gone out of his way to cause trouble for him.

But now that prodigies from the Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon Three Veins had all made a move, he decided to join in on the fun and kick the man while he was down.

Who would have thought that this Chen Jiutian—whether truly bold or just foolishly reckless—would say something like that? With those words, Shangguan Moyuan himself had been turned into a clown, someone who would likely be mocked in the future.

"Who are you calling a cowardly rat?"

Ming Chong took a step forward. Blazing Buddha Light radiated from his body, but his face was twisted in a furious glare, like an enraged Vajra.

"I am only here to take back my Vajra Prajna Temple’s Secret Technique! What does this have to do with anyone else?

Today, I will fight this arrogant fool. If any of you dare to interfere, you will be making an enemy of me, Ming Chong!"

Ming Chong cultivated Vajra Zen, so he naturally had a rigid and fiery temper.

He had come simply to demand the return of the Three Generations of Bright King’s Demon-Suppressing Spell. If Chen Jiutian refused, they could talk further. How did this turn into him ganging up on Chen Jiutian with everyone else?

He, Ming Chong, was a Vajra Descent! Since entering the Jianghu, he had suppressed Evil Demons and eliminated bandits. He had almost never been defeated by anyone in the same realm. When had he ever needed to gang up on someone?

As his voice fell, Ming Chong was already charging straight for Chen Yuan.

Seeing this, Shangguan Moyuan frowned slightly and cursed inwardly, ’Mindless bald donkey.’

’The proper course of action right now is to deal with him as quickly as possible. Major events happen one after another in the Jianghu. If they kill Chen Jiutian now, by the time they come out of the Heaven-Reaching Tower, the news from inside might completely overshadow this incident.

Hesitating now... even if you win a one-on-one fight, people in the Jianghu will still say we ganged up on Chen Yuan, that we’re cowardly rats who only know how to bully the weak and kick a man when he’s down.’

But looking at Ming Chong’s current state, if they really dared to interfere, he would probably turn on them and attack without hesitation.

At that moment, the immense Qi Blood around Ming Chong erupted. His muscles bulged, and savage power surged as golden Buddha Light coalesced behind him into the phantom of a Vajra. It, too, formed a wrathful Seal Technique and smashed down with a fist!

"A fine attack!"

Chen Yuan formed a Seal Technique with his hands, and Buddha Light also surged around his body.

Buddhist Chanting resounded through the air as the phantom of a Three-Faced Eight-Armed Bright King materialized from within the Buddha Light.

The Bright King roared in anger, its eight arms forming a Seal Formation as it smashed down toward Ming Chong!

The Three Generations of Bright King’s Demon-Suppressing Spell!

Chen Yuan’s Qi and Blood Power was also incomparably strong, no less than that of a Martial Artist like Ming Chong, who had cultivated Vajra Zen since childhood.

And the Three Generations of Bright King’s Demon-Suppressing Spell was even more ferociously powerful. When the Descent Bright King appeared, the Three Realms would submit.

The Bright King and the Vajra clashed, sending explosive waves of Buddha Light scattering in all directions.

Their incredibly powerful Qi Blood also slammed into each other. They both felt a massive force strike them and grunted simultaneously.

Ming Chong stared at Chen Yuan in disbelief. ’How could his physical body be this powerful?’

After his shock, Ming Chong formed a seal with one hand, as if holding a Vajra Pestle. Buddha Light surged as he smashed it down on Chen Yuan’s head!

Chen Yuan also threw a palm strike. The Blood Killing Heaven-Seizing Hand slammed down, and a torrent of blazing Blood Fiend surged forward, engulfing the Buddha Light. A deafening explosion erupted between the two!

A tremendous impact force blasted out from between them. Chen Yuan retreated three steps, but Ming Chong was thrown back a full five steps by the immense power.