Chapter 305: A Gathering of Experts

Chapter 305 -303: A Gathering of Experts

A Grandmaster of the Eighth Realm Divine Platform had made a move, and Chen Yuan felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.

He pulled Gu Lichuan behind him, ready to unleash the power of the Sun-piercing Sword’s Divine Artifact Incarnation at a moment’s notice.

Among the spectators, Mr. Bei’s eyes narrowed, and he too prepared to make a move.

But just then, a cold snort echoed through the air. A magnificent, misty haze plummeted from the sky, shattering Jiang Zian’s giant golden hand.

The haze then danced, and its seemingly beautiful power sent Jiang Zian flying, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Two figures descended from the sky. One was a cute and clever-looking young girl in her early twenties with her hair in twin ponytails.

The other was a beautiful woman in her thirties, dressed in palace attire, with refined features and a cold, aloof air.

“The Alliance Leader of the Mist Rain Alliance, the ‘Mist and Smoke Goddess’ Song Yanluo!”

Jiang Zian’s expression changed drastically.

She was a powerhouse from one of the Seven Alliances of the World, an expert at the Ninth Realm Celestial Profound Realm. Furthermore, she was a woman ranked forty-first on the Lingxiao Rankings.

“Your Blazing Sect is truly getting more and more shameless. Disputes and grudges between the younger generation should be settled by them. For you to personally step in… have you no sense of shame at all?”

Song Yanluo looked at Jiang Zian, her eyes filled with disdain.

“Alliance Leader Song, this Chen Jiutian has a blood feud with my Blazing Sect. This is a private matter between us. It seems to have nothing to do with you or the Mist Rain Alliance. What is the meaning of you interfering today?”

Song Yanluo said nonchalantly, “I saw an injustice and wanted to step in. Is there a problem?”

She was here to look after Chen Yuan at Liu Suifeng’s request, but for some reason, she didn’t seem to want others to know about her relationship with Liu Suifeng.

Jiang Zian glanced around and sneered. “This Chen Jiutian is entangled in so many grudges and karmic debts. You want to protect him? Can you handle it all?”

During the earlier fight between the junior Martial Artists, Zuo Mubai of the Shenxiao Sect and Kong Xing of the Vajra Prajna Temple had not intervened.

One reason was their sense of pride; they wouldn’t stoop to bullying a junior in front of so many Jianghu People.

The other was that their own juniors were present. It was far better for their juniors to deal with Chen Jiutian openly and honorably than for them to act themselves.

Who would have thought, however, that a full five prodigies from the Hidden Dragon Rankings would take turns fighting him, yet none could gain an advantage? The situation had reached a stalemate.

But now that Song Yanluo, a powerhouse of the Ninth Realm Celestial Profound Realm, had stepped forward for Chen Yuan, they could no longer stand by and watch.

Kong Xing, the head monk of Vajra Prajna Temple, stepped forward, put his palms together, and said in a low voice, “Amitabha. Alliance Leader Song, this Chen Jiutian is entangled in too much karma. This humble monk advises you to stay clear of it.

“If you wish to protect him, have him surrender my Vajra Prajna Temple’s Three Generations of Bright King’s Demon-Suppressing Spell and swear an oath in public to never use it again. If he does, the karma between him and my temple will be settled.”

Song Yanluo’s expression darkened.

‘I was entrusted by Liu Suifeng to look after this Chen Jiutian. If I force him to hand over his cultivation technique and make such a humiliating oath, how can that be considered ‘looking after’ him? How could I possibly explain this to Liu Suifeng?’

‘In all these years, that man has almost never asked me for anything. Now that he finally has, if I handle it this poorly, what face will I have left to see Liu Suifeng?’

Zuo Mubai said flatly, “His karma with my Shenxiao Sect is even greater. He killed my disciple and stole my Shenxiao Evil-slaying Sword. Can you bear such karma, Alliance Leader Song?

“However, I can give you some face, Alliance Leader Song. Have Chen Jiutian cripple his own Dantian, and I will spare his life.”

Behind Shangguan Moyuan, a middle-aged man in an ice-blue robe with a Divine Platform Realm cultivation also stepped forward and said with a smile, “Alliance Leader Song, I’m afraid protecting this Chen Jiutian will be quite difficult. The boy has a perverse temperament and has offended so many people. Can your Mist Rain Alliance truly keep him safe?”

Just then, demonic qi howled and surged. A demonic figure plummeted from the sky, landing in front of Han Chang.

“Tsk, tsk. Song Yanluo, you looked down on me back then, but now you’re taking the initiative to protect this pretty boy. What, do you have a thing for robbing the cradle?”

The newcomer was surrounded by roiling, fiery demonic qi. He was in his forties, dressed in a black and gold robe, with a sharp, wolfish gaze and a sinister expression.

This was another expert of the Ninth Realm Celestial Profound Realm: Shen Wuhen, the Vice Palace Master of the Original Demon Palace, also ranked thirty-ninth on the Lingxiao Rankings.

In his youth, Shen Wuhen had been far more famous than the current ‘Demon Child’ Han Chang. He was known as the number one genius of the Demon Dao and had once surpassed the prodigies of both the Daoist and Buddhist Lineages.

Back then, Song Yanluo was also a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon Rankings. It was rare for women to become famous in the Jianghu, let alone make it onto the Hidden Dragon Rankings.

Therefore, Shen Wuhen had pursued her relentlessly, but Song Yanluo had given him no encouragement. As a result, the Shen Wuhen of today even seemed to harbor a love-turned-to-hate resentment.

“Shen Wuhen, it’s been years, but your mouth is still as foul as ever!”

Song Yanluo stared at him coldly. “The reason I didn’t choose you back then was because of that foul mouth of yours! Have you been hiding in the Original Demon Palace eating shit every day all these years? Why do you stink even worse than before?”

Shen Wuhen’s gaze turned grim. He said coldly, “No matter how sharp your tongue is, you can’t protect Chen Jiutian today! The Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon Three Veins all want him dead. What are you going to use to stop us?”

Originally, Shen Wuhen hadn’t known why Han Chang had suddenly attacked; he hadn’t been near Han Chang moments before.

‘But regardless of whether Han Chang is after the Demon-Drinking Saber or has other reasons, since this woman, Song Yanluo, wants to protect the boy, then I have to make sure Chen Jiutian dies!’

In the back, Mr. Bei was so anxious he was stomping his feet.

Mr. Bei had breathed a sigh of relief when Song Yanluo first intervened.

The Alliance Leader of the Mist Rain Alliance was a remarkable woman of her generation and a powerhouse of the Ninth Realm Celestial Profound Realm, more than enough to protect Chen Yuan.

‘Who would have thought that the people from these various powers would be so shameless, ignoring the rules to act simultaneously?’

‘There are three Ninth Realm Celestial Profound experts and two Eighth Realm Divine Platform masters present. Even if I use the trump card Lu Beiming gave me, the risk would be enormous.’

Mr. Bei gritted his teeth and clutched an elixir in his hand.

It was a secret elixir from the Pharmacist Hall. Taking it would activate one’s Power of Origin to its absolute maximum, making it most suitable for Martial Artists from the Five Elements Hall.

The consequence, however, was that his physical body would collapse from the backlash of the Power of Origin, causing irreversible damage.

‘But only by using this to risk my life do I have any confidence in rescuing Chen Yuan from so many Ninth Realm Celestial Profound experts.’

‘Chen Yuan is the most outstanding prodigy of the Ming Sect’s younger generation, while I, Bei Tianya, am already old. It’s uncertain if I can ever step into the Ninth Realm Celestial Profound in this lifetime.’

‘Even if it means my cultivation will be completely crippled, it’s worth it as long as I can save Chen Yuan.’

Just as Bei Tianya was about to act, a scorching heat wave suddenly washed over the area.

A fiery cloud billowed in the sky, and a cold snort thundered through the heavens and the earth.

“A whole crowd of you ganging up on a junior Martial Artist and a woman. Have you no shame?

“You say Alliance Leader Song can’t protect Chen Jiutian? Fine. Then I, Wang Xuangan, will protect him!”

The fiery cloud dissipated, and two figures descended from the sky.

One was Luo the Thirteenth Lang, Luo Lie. The other was a tall, slender man dressed in blood-red silk robes. His gaze was like a torch, terrifyingly intense. It was none other than ‘Zhi Shilang’ Wang Xuangan.

The crowd erupted into an uproar upon seeing Wang Xuangan.

Recently, two events in the Jianghu had been big enough to shake the world. One was the collapse and destruction of the Sun-piercing Alliance. The other was the Sun-Swapping Alliance’s ascension to become one of the Seven Alliances of the World.

The powers listed on the Jianghu Wind and Cloud Rankings had not changed for decades. The Sun-Swapping Alliance was the newest power to be listed.

Moreover, ‘Zhi Shilang’ Wang Xuangan was known for his fierce temperament and audacious courage. He had openly raised a banner of rebellion against the Court’s army but had yet to be crushed, which was a testament to the Sun-Swapping Alliance’s strength.

“Wang Xuangan, I advise you not to meddle in others’ business!”

Shen Wuhen said coldly, “The Sun-Swapping Alliance’s enemy is the Court. Stay out of Jianghu affairs; you have no place here!”

Wang Xuangan shot Shen Wuhen a sidelong glance and said flatly, “Alliance Leader Song was right, you really do have a foul mouth. I’ll meddle in whatever Jianghu affairs I damn well please. Is it your place to be shouting here?”

As his voice fell, Wang Xuangan threw a direct punch. In an instant, scorching power condensed in his fist. A fire dragon roared, and flames surged to the heavens!

Shen Wuhen’s expression changed instantly. He hadn’t expected Wang Xuangan to attack without another word.

He hastily threw out a palm strike, gathering the demonic qi around him. But under the extreme power of Wang Xuangan’s punch, his attack was shattered, and he was sent stumbling back more than ten steps, his face pale.

Seeing Wang Xuangan attack, the expressions of Zuo Mubai and the others also changed, and they simultaneously took a step forward.

They naturally had no friendship with Shen Wuhen; in fact, the Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon factions all looked down on each other.

But now, they stood on the same side. Since Wang Xuangan had attacked so decisively, they couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

“What, you want to come at me together?”

A dark red long spear materialized in Wang Xuangan’s hand. Its surface was covered with crack-like crimson patterns, resembling the traces of solidified lava.

The spearhead was like a flickering, ethereal flame, shaped like the dancing tip of a blaze.

The moment the spear appeared, a searing, intense aura flooded the area, making it feel as if they were standing on a volcano.

The Divine Weapon, Heaven-Burning Flame!

Wang Xuangan truly had a fiery and unrestrained temper.

Ordinary powers treated their Divine Weapons as a final trump card.

But Wang Xuangan was different. The moment a disagreement arose, he brought out his Divine Weapon.

Just then, another heroic voice boomed from the distance.

“Well now, the Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon Three Veins, along with the Sects and Noble Families, all ganging up on them. Are you trying to say that my Seven Alliances of the World have no one to stand up for them?”

Accompanied by an incredibly powerful aura descending from the sky, two more figures arrived together.

The younger one was none other than Lu Chuanshan of the Jianghai Alliance, who hadn’t been seen for a long time.

Beside him was a man in his fifties, dressed in a seemingly ordinary cyan cloth robe. He had a strong, square-jawed face and a burly, powerful build. His arms were so long they reached past his knees, and his fists were shockingly large, with knuckles that looked as if they were forged from golden iron.

This man was the Alliance Leader of the Jianghai Alliance, the ‘Sea-covering Divine Monarch’ Chen Longbi!